In autumn, the cool breeze and the leaves are red, and in Chiba Prefecture, a port city near the sea, the wind in the evening does not blow cold, but it can also make people feel cool.

Takeshita Bingmi was only wearing a white shirt, and even so, he didn't let go of his rolled up sleeves, but fortunately, the coolness at this time was bearable. And under the snow with him, he didn't think she was bothered.

When she was in the classroom of the Ministry of Service or the Cultural Affairs Committee, although she only had a sleeveless thin sweater on top of the uniform white long-sleeved shirt, whether he knew her from the end of spring to the beginning of autumn at this time, she always had a school uniform jacket by her side, and she should not feel the cold when she was wearing a coat at this time.

"Has your sister always been like this?"

Looking at the snow that has been quiet since leaving school, Takeshita Bingmi guesses that she may be thinking about her sister Yono Yukishita.

Although he couldn't tell from her expression that he was worried or troubled, in a way, he had experienced such a similar mood himself.

Although the appearance or anything can not see the slightest influence of external objects on themselves, but only I will know, sometimes the more calm and unwavering people are on the outside, their hearts are more likely to be affected, but they show their so-called strong side in front of others, or show that they don't care about it and are not affected, but only they know what they care about at this time.

In the words of him Takeshita Icemi, when the goal of his own transcendence and worship appeared in front of his eyes in all aspects, and the relationship with this person could not be called intimate but intimate, he could already feel what kind of emotion he would be at this time.

Most people have such a large number of people in their lives since they started studying, and they are excellent in all aspects, so that they secretly envy themselves. Then they tried to catch up, some people caught up, and some people were more and more hit by huge blows.

Those who have been struck by it have given up on themselves, and have fallen even more than before their efforts, and have done irreparable things; Some are self-hypnotic and ignore it, living their days before the effort. Therefore, those parents who are angry with their children, those who laugh at others for not being motivated and saying that others are stupid, you should be glad that your children and the people around you can survive under the pressure of so many years, what a rare thing.

"Anyway......"

"Sister, she's been like that for a long time, and she's used to it."

Xue Xia paused for a moment, and slowly said the second half of the sentence, although in a tone that didn't care.

Really......

Looking at the horizon of the setting sun under the snow in front of me, gently stirring the hair blown by the sea breeze, the hair fluttering with it, and the cold sound as usual spread out in the cold wind. Under the snow that gives people a strong way forward, under the snow that has always been longed to catch up, under the snow that is perfect even if it is flawed.

At this moment, Takeshita had an impulse to put aside all his concerns. Although I had expected her to feel this way, when I heard her answer, the feeling was stronger than expected.

only hated himself and her now that he was just friends, and he could only restrain the impulse in his heart, and he didn't dare to cross the slightest bit.

Can't hug her into her arms, maybe she doesn't need words of comfort.

"Get used to it, sometimes it's a terrible thing."

There was a brief silence, and Takeshita sighed.

There was silence again, just as he thought it would last until the parting salute before returning to the apartment, the snow looked at him sideways, and did not stop, heading towards the platform where the crowd was waiting.

"Yes, unconsciously, people are defenseless and unprepared, even if they are soberly aware, they still face it with a habitual attitude."

Maybe it's to see the road ahead, and after finishing talking in the snow, you continue to look ahead, after all, you are already in the crowd, and if you are not careful, it is easy to bump into pedestrians who are waiting for the train.

"Linked to time but not affected by time, do you say it's good or bad, Takeshita-kun?" There was a brief gap for a while, and her voice continued to be heard in the air, and even in a noisy environment, Takeshita Bingmi could still receive everything without missing anything.

Perhaps it was the other voices that dissolved the sound power under the snow, and when it reached Takeshita Icemi's side, the soft, gentle, one of the few tones he had only heard before, and the voice that could not be described as gentle captured his attention.

Standing outside the cordon, the distance between the two is no more than ten centimeters. Although there was more than one person around him, from the morning of that day, his eyes never been attracted by Takeshita Icemi, who was no longer attracted by him, quietly looked at the girl beside him.

Although she didn't rush him to answer, it was like a question that didn't need to be answered.

Isn't the standard answer to this question already there? Like the masters of Buddhism, they always like to pretend to be gods and ghosts and pretend to be profound Zen words, everything can be used as "heart" to paraphrase, what does it matter if you think it is good, what does it matter if you think it is bad, everything is in line with the heart. Therefore, everyone always thinks that the gods and Buddhas in the heavens are watching you, and they are praying for something to comfort their souls, and psychology does not take this as a suggestion of self? ”

"Anyway, even though I've been through a lot of incredible things, it's not enough to believe it. However, the heart is also inclined to this kind of "heart", so the monk temple is always popular with everyone, and everyone just needs an excuse. ”

"Of course, I feel like I'm used to doing this kind of thing to your sister." Speaking of this, Takeshita Bingmi took a long breath and thought about the next wording.

"Although your performance gives people a strong side, it doesn't matter if it's your sister or me. You can see that you don't have the kind of calm and breezy strength that you show on the outside, which is quite distressing. ”

After a short period of thought, Takeshita Bing finally showed a corner of his heart more in frustration, although through vague and inexplicable sentences.

The sound of the tram in his ears became louder and louder, and in a few seconds it drove into the platform, and the waiting passengers entered the various carriages in an orderly manner, and with the crowd, he and the snow also entered the tram.

"You, I should say that you really deserve your style and are superior to yourself."

As the short-lived tram resumed running, the car began to fall silent as the cacophony of passengers waiting for the train on the platform faded away.

A girl with a delicate face, Yukishino, who is the first in the school year of the total martial arts high school, looked at Takeshita Bingmi who was standing next to her.

"Actually, I think some other habits are pretty good except for your sister. It's not just bad habits that are unreliable, there are habits that you can trust. ”

"For example?"

Looking at the snow waiting for his specific answer, Takeshita Hiki Kan replied.

"For example, a person like a 'loyal supporter' I feel trustworthy." I've been able to receive information from outside lately, and thanks to this cultural festival, I finally know my first nickname, which is a good thing, and they are friendly to me and don't give me the title of an animal like sticking out their tongues, thank goodness.

"Disgusting, you M."

Under the snow, he looked at him with disgust, changed his comfortable position and leaned on the vertical pole standing next to him, from the original posture of holding the shoulder strap of the backpack with one hand and the vertical pole with the other to reaching behind with both hands to grasp. His head was also lightly resting on it, and he stood face to face.

The scene outside the window was slowly fading away from her point of view, and it was indeed slowly approaching for him.

"After the cultural festival, maybe this person's 'loyal supporter' will be gone."

"I think he'll be there no matter what. Everyone is used to it, and at most they just add some other jealous names to him. ”

Looking at the look on the face of this unknown guy who had been watching them from the position where he and the snow had been in the same position, Takeshita Bingmi felt that he was jealous of himself.

Continuing to look ahead, what I saw was the girl's relaxed smile and delicate and charming face.

So, what's wrong with M, he's happy, he's happy.

Yukishita was also looking ahead of him, looking at Uetakeshita Icemi. This will not be as unyielding in the ministry as when they first met, and they will look away slightly.

I brushed my hair, well, I'm used to it.