One eats, and the other watches.

About five minutes later, Shingo Harano finished eating, drank another glass of water, put the cup down and didn't look up.

"Have you decided?"

"Hmm."

"When will you be back?"

"Soon."

"Is it because of Xue Nai's matter that you made a decision so quickly?"

"Huh?"

Ai Fukuhara's face was full of surprise, as if she thought that Shingo Harano would not know about it, but the fact is that Shingo knew, and it seems that he said it on this occasion.

After struggling for a while, he bit his upper lip, "There are some reasons for this, after all, you and Senior Sister are the best match, and I also want to be alone and quiet." ”

After saying that, she smiled a little miserably.

Shigo Harano finally raised his head and looked into Ai Fukuhara's face.

With a faint sigh, he stood up and walked over to her, took out a bank card from his pocket, and gently put it in her pocket.

"There are two million in it, and I will send money over every month, so don't wronged myself when I go there, and I don't have to ask them for money."

Shigo Harano's bank cards, passbooks and the like, Ai Fukuhara has been keeping them in a cabinet at home and hiding them tightly, this time she has packed her luggage, but she hasn't taken any money with her, he is really a little worried.

Although it seems that Ai Fukuhara's grandfather and grandmother are very rich, after all, they are farmers who have been here, and just by looking at the two Alphas, you know that they are not bad money owners.

But after all, it's also other people's money, and he's afraid that Ai Fukuhara won't take the initiative to ask for money, and Ai Fukuhara has been experiencing it for a few years, so it's really uncomfortable, so he still stuffed this card to her.

Ai Fukuhara acquiesced to this behavior, she is no longer the ignorant little girl she was at the beginning, she has really learned a lot from him in the past few months, and she also understands that reality and feelings allow her to take this money.

"Shingo, I..."

One of Shingo Harano's fingers rested on her lips, stopping her from what she wanted to say, and the fingers were a little warm.

Slowly leaning his head close to her, he kissed her lightly on the forehead.

With a distance of less than three centimeters, he smiled softly: "It's already stamped, remember to go home." ”

Ai Fukuhara held back the tears that were about to fall from her eyes, and could only let out a heavy "um" in a whimpering voice.

She regretted leaving in this moment, leaving the home she felt was the warmest in her life, leaving the person she thought was most precious in her life—even temporarily.

But it's reluctance, this reluctance, comes from the self in the soul, sometimes the reality is that people are helpless, but you still have to bear it.

Everybody is carrying the weight, whether it's you or me, it's the same.

Seeing that she was about to be unable to hold back her tears, the corners of her eyes were already slightly wet, and Shingo Harano stretched out his fingers to wipe them gently, and then retracted his body.

"Do you want me to give it to you?"

"No, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I won't be able to go..."

"Alright then, when you get back, I'll give you and Yukino a positive answer."

"Hmm—" she bowed her head silently.

"But I'm sure I'm not going to leave you." Seeing her like this, Shingo Harano smiled.

"Really?"

"Really, gambling on the dignity and personality of men!"

"Then I'll just trust you."

"You've given me enough and conceded enough, and I'll always like you no matter what."

"That's it, I don't dare to expect too much, I'm always afraid that one day I'll lose everything, sometimes I really think it's a dream, but this dream is too realistic..."

Ai Fukuhara hugged Shingo Harano and said a lot, so much so that he couldn't remember it clearly, but just watching the black commercial vehicle lose its figure in the street, the corners of Shingo Harano's eyes moistened, and there was an expression on his face that seemed to smile but not laugh and cry but not cry.

He stood silently at the door for a long time, until a touch of the slanting sun was reflected on his face, and then he silently turned around and went home.

An hour later, after smoking the box of cigarettes and changing into a set of clothes, he went out.

Walk to the train stop, take the JR Subway Ginza Line, Hibiya Line "Ueno", and then walk for 2 minutes to Ueno Park, a place he has always wanted to visit.

Ueno Park, also known as Ueno Park, is the first park in the island country, covering an area of about 530,000 square meters.

The park was designated as a park in 1873 and officially opened in 1876. Originally belonging to the Imperial Family, it was given the management of the city of Tokyo by Emperor Taisho in 1924, hence the name "Gift".

Most of his first knowledge of Ueno Park came from Mr. Lu Xun's "Mr. Fujino": "When the cherry blossoms in Ueno are in full bloom, they look like crimson light clouds." ”

It is said that during the cherry blossom festival every year, 1,000 candles are hung to create the atmosphere of a night cherry blossom party. Ueno Park, where hundreds of thousands of people can enjoy cherry blossoms in one day, was originally part of the Tokugawa family burial mound Higashieiyama Kaneiji Temple.

During the cherry blossom festival, there are events such as the Blue Sky Antique Market, but the most recommended is the Somei Yoshino, which has about 800 trees in total, so why not come and indulge in the beautiful "beauty" of Somei Yoshino, but you may be able to indulge in it and forget about it for a while.

The sentence is beautiful and gives him unlimited expectations.

But when it really came to the moment, it was a big disappointment.

It's 3:20 p.m., and there aren't many people in the island's No. 1 park, so it's probably not an exaggeration to describe it as three, three, two, or two.

He strolled along the path among the cobblestone trees, observing the cherry blossom buds that had not yet bloomed with his weak eyes, and after a little thought, he understood the reason for the lack of people.

It's Thursday, not a day off, and although the cherry blossom season has just arrived, it still takes about a week to get the pollen to spread throughout Tokyo, and most of the people who come to this park are middle-aged people with their families, and young people like to go to the mix-and-match style of Rokugien to enjoy the cherry blossoms.

"It's fine, but it's quieter." Shingo Harano stroked a budding cherry blossom with his hand.

I chuckled a little, and it felt very tender.

It's so big that Shingo Harano hasn't stopped his steps, and even so, most of the people who came to enjoy the cherry blossoms together were families, and they came with some carpets from the spring outing, spread them on the ground, took out a sandwich from the basket he brought with him, and fed it to his children with a smile, playing wantonly.

He opened his mouth slightly and sighed, his eyes were full of complexity, if he had such a day, he would probably be very happy.

But he doesn't know who that person will be, and he really doesn't want to think with his brain now, it's too messy, too messy, too confused.