Shirakami Yukiha heard Hoshimi look up and ask her, and immediately replied, "It's okay." I'm just curious, are you still going to pack kangaroos today? His eyes were extraordinarily wandering, and he secretly looked at the chocolate box that Hoshimi was crammed with drawers.

Hoshimi looked at the two big bags hanging on the left and right of his table according to Shirogami's eyes, and denied, "No." Do you mean this? This is what I'm going to sell today, and I found a buyer on the school forum, and he probably used it to confess today. ”

"Are you going to sell? I thought you'd keep it. ”

"What do I keep it for, take up space, and if someone else buys it for 1,000 yen, I can earn 200 yen. But you reminded me that this doll costume can be sold, and I can keep this wallaby. As he spoke, Hoshimi opened the black cloth bag and took out the wallaby's head from the stomach of the kangaroo suit, "This should be sold for 50 yen alone, and I almost lost money." ”

Shirakami's eyes widened when he saw Hoshimi's actions, and he couldn't help frowning and asked, "You... Are you in the middle of the road? If you have difficulties, I can help you, don't go out and grab the children's money. ”

"No? When did I rob the money? ”

"Last September I saw you arguing with a group of children, and you fell into a puddle."

"You're mistaken." Hoshimi denied it, waved his hand at Shirojo, looked at the wall clock on the classroom wall, and then took the black bag and prepared to go out.

When she walked to the door, she looked back and saw Bai Shang looking at her with a twist, and suddenly realized, and said to Bai Shang, who was frowning and angry: "Don't worry about the chocolate, orange flavored toffee, I will report the ID." After saying that, she didn't look at Bai Shang's suddenly red and angry face, raised her chin and smiled and walked to the place where she had agreed with the buyer to receive the goods.

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Valentine's Day became Hoshimi's problem for the first time on Wednesday, and if it was a weekend or idol event, she could take it for granted that she would take advantage of the time to give chocolates to all the members, and give the hands that were specially prepared for Wakatsuki. But Valentine's Day appeared in the middle of the week, and the embarrassing Wednesday was neither a weekend nor an itinerary, so she could only leave the choice to God.

Hoshimi stood downstairs in Wakatsuki's apartment with her schoolbag, holding a very obvious gift box in her right hand, which not only contained chocolates made by herself, but also in the case of not knowing Wakatsuki's preferences and not knowing how to find out about the military, she was picking and choosing more than a dozen kinds of chocolates in each box for a few hours yesterday, and put one in each box.

The spring flower bloomed lonely against the corner of the wall, and the green leaves on its side tried their best to straighten up to protect it, wrapping the small yellow flowers in the shade.

Hoshimi wanted to look down at her phone, but she reached into her pocket but took out an aluminum box, threw a mint candy in her mouth, and let the refreshing aroma of the mint take away the restlessness and restlessness in her heart. She didn't want to look at the time, the movement of the pointer would only make her more uneasy, since the car accident, her body seemed to have two hearts, everything was worried and guarded against life, even knowing clearly that it was a heartbeat, not because she suddenly palpitated when she stepped on the air when spraying paint that night, but she had begun to palpitate when she stood in the shadows and looked at Wakatsuki's fragile and straight back when she was in the light.

She thought about it for a few nights before she realized that she used to be fond of fragile things, broken glasses, porcelain by the TV, thin ankles of girls, and her own fragile efforts. Later, she began to like the fragile and thin but straight back, like a scoop of water, which poured her into the turbid emotions of inferiority complex and sensitivity a little lighter. It's just that she slowly learned later that the person who was still in the punishment period but would say "you and I will always support you" to Sakurai, who had just become the captain, had been just supporting her in the same and somewhat different way, taking care of her as a teammate.

It's just a teammate, Hoshimi silently bowed his head and read it again, a teammate who has a good relationship. What she wants to be the most is special, the teammate Wakatsuki needs most right now, and she can rely on. She vaguely felt that she was so impulsive that she always wanted to cross the line, but she also remembered the thin back in the alley and the back of the crying in the corridor, and she was born to observe words and colors, and she secretly promised at that time that she would be like the graffiti painted by Wakatsuki on the alley wall, to be the bright and upward sun of that person, and if the sun was too close, people would be burned.

The sun doesn't set suddenly, but it sinks slowly, hanging over the sharp corners of the mountains, trying to hide out the scorching fire that hurts the most.

"Mibu-chan?"

The second before Hoshimi looked up faded the light that flowed in the corners of her eyes, and a familiar voice of anticipation appeared in her ears, and the sound of a person's footsteps soothed her turbulent heart. "Wakatsuki!" Hoshimi suddenly felt that she was not actually the sun, the sun was always bright, she was just a sunflower, only when the sun rose tomorrow, she could raise her chin and smile vigorously, but her sun was not only one, there were many.

"Did Mibu-chan pass by again this time?" Wakakatsuki looked at Hoshimi curiously, smiling affectionately and making fun of the children who had always been tired of her recently.

"yes, I can't believe I'm passing by again." Hoshimi nodded solemnly, then chuckled out with his hands curled up behind his back and rubbed his fingertips back and forth against the beautifully packaged cardboard box. In the next second, his fingertips lightly made up his mind, and his face was familiar to the members, and he stretched out his hand and handed it to Ruoyue: "Chocolate, Happy Valentine's Day." ”

Ruoyue took the chocolate with both hands and was slightly stunned, then immediately took out the same beautifully packaged box from the bag and said to Hoshimi: "This is Weibu-chan, I thought I would wait until the show was recorded to give it to you, but now it's just right." ”

"It's fate." Hoshimi raised his head and said indifferently as he pointed to the box in Wakatsuki's hand.

"Huh?"

"Lie to you." Hoshimi chuckled at the frightened appearance of the other party, and the smugness on the corner of his mouth was even worse, "It's upset that Wakatsuki is always so serious!" ”

"Is it bothering?" Wakatsuki looked at Hoshimi nervously, secretly smoothing out the huge waves that had just been stirring in his heart because of Hoshimi's words.

"No, I love it. Whoever takes my chocolate is my person. Hoshimi looked at Wakatsuki and was stunned, and added with a smile: "My new mother, please advise, please continue to take care of me." ”

Wakatsuki was amused by Hoshimi, watching the other party bow to herself with a serious face, and couldn't help but reach out and rub the top of Hoshimi's furry hair against her, "I will, and then I won't step in the sauce, please rely on me and Reika." ”

"Don't tell Lingxiang, only Ruoyue's is prepared today, Lingxiang's will wait until the show is recorded to give it to her."

"Huh?" Wakatsuki blinked, looked suspiciously at Hoshimi, who stood with his finger up and nodded silently.

"Lingxiang has become a temporary captain, if I run to give a gift at this time, won't it be regarded as a sycophant?" Hoshimi frowned and analyzed on his own, and when he saw Wakatsuki seriously following his own thinking, he laughed, and said softly: "Actually, the main thing is that if you give it to Reika when the members are there, you can cheer her up." And Wakatsuki's apartment is so close to my house, so I came by the way. ”

Ruoyue nodded in agreement, and then reminded Hoshimi seriously in a parental manner: "Remember to tell me the next time Weibu-chan comes, it will be bad if you miss it." Don't be like Lingxiang to learn to lose everything, she still has the commemorative fish cake of her previous debut in my house. ”

"Roger!" Hoshimi saluted and amused Wakatsuki by pretending to be a soldier, making her laugh along.

The sun will not set suddenly, it will first let the sun fall all over Nanshan, and then sprinkle some on the top of the girl's obedient head, casting a golden shadow and laughing.