Our lives are not our own, and from birth to death, we are closely connected to other people, both past and present. Every evil deed, every good deed, will give birth to our future.

No one knows what the future holds, but that doesn't mean we haven't imagined it. The few people who gather in the ministry for various reasons, although the community they belong to is special, does not mean that they are different from others.

They also imagine their future, and perhaps, there is each other in this future. Perhaps everyone has different expectations for this, but being able to have each other represents satisfaction with the status quo. I hope that the state of affairs at this time will continue forever, and there will be no ending.

Because of the "crisis" of the Ministry of Service caused by the change of the student president of Zongwu High School, the subsequent changes brought about by the Ministry of Service have placed some trust on the Ministry of Service, and from the moment he became the student president under the snow, everything has a conclusion.

Whether the butterfly effect really has that much causality Takeshita doesn't know at all, and he doesn't want to know. Now he only knows that because of himself, the trajectory of her life under the snow has changed in her sophomore semester of high school, and at the same time, Biqigu. Yubihama also deviated from the trajectory he knew, and the fate of Ichiyu, who would become the new student president of the General Martial Arts High School, also turned a corner because of himself.

The chains that would have been between the two people who played the dual role of saving and being saved had broken and fallen and rebuilt with the flap of his little wings, and he only saw these things that were near. No matter how far away, he can't see it, whether he will make some people either good or bad or still develop unchanged because of himself, he can't see it now.

The future can only be known by the future, and only time can determine whether it is right or wrong.

Ten years for the rest of their lives. Twenty years. Thirty years later, or even more, what kind of perspective did they look at this period of time, and whether they would assume that this time would be based on the state of the time, so as to arrive at another ending that would make them each happy.

No matter what happens in the future, Takeshita Bing will not regret or regret what he has done. Light and heavy, he had already learned the cotton and iron judgment problem he did in elementary school.

Moreover, being born in this society has become a human being with its own language system and complex thinking. I'm really sorry to be in such a world where you need to fight for something to be gentle.

Contrary to Takeshita Himi's state of mind, the atmosphere in the classroom is full of lively students.

"Ah, Christmas is coming."

"What, you're going to give you a handmade chocolate this year?"

"How is it possible, most of the relationships I talk about now will break up, so I'm not so stupid. It's a holiday after Christmas, and after the New Year, it feels like it's going to be the third year of high school soon, so fast. ”

The last month of the year has arrived, as if to usher in the send-off, and the wind outside is congratulating and whistling for it. The windows of Class J in the second year were blown and shaky, making people worry about whether it would fall down and hit the lucky ones who passed by below.

Different from the cold wind outside, because the special holiday of Christmas is approaching in the classroom, the girls burst out with different enthusiasm. Takeshita Bingmi listened to the conversation between the two girls on the right, but his eyes were looking ahead, the classmates who were giggling and making trouble, three or two of them gathered together to chat, and the students on duty wiped the board books left by the teacher in the previous class, and there were still empty seats in their sight.

"Takeshita-kun, who are you thinking about in this daze?"

"When I can answer you right away, it proves that I'm not in a daze, so your question is not valid."

Takeshita Hikimi changed to his right hand to support his head, and looked at Yurikawako on the left. Since the beginning of school, the seats in the class have changed in a row, and now they are the same as when he entered the school. Since talking to him for the first time, the two have become quite familiar with each other.

"yes, then I'll change the question. Why would you want to run for the secretary of the student council, I don't know Takeshita-kun like that, and I don't believe what you said in your election manifesto. ”

Yurikawako looked curious, but among the classmates in the class, she can be said to be one of the people he is more familiar with, and she has communicated many times, so she already knows her nature, and her curious appearance is pretended.

"Is it because of my classmates under the snow?" For Takeshita Bingmi's discooperation with him, Yuri Kawako didn't care, and then showed a gossipy-like smile.

"But I really admire you. After all, it's a classmate under the snow, our elder. After a few seconds, he immediately showed a laughing expression, looked at Takeshita Bingmi and teased: "How about it, can you record this sentence in one of your small books just now?" Your Excellency, Secretary, when you ran for election, you said that you wanted to record the beauty and bits and pieces of the general military high school, so the positive evaluation of the student president is also counted, right? ”

He was not so surprised by Yurikawako's teasing. After all, it's been so long, and the seats are close, so there are more exchanges than other students. Who let me say that in the recent election of student council officers, I said that in my election manifesto, but I also refer to the mainstream idea of whether the main character in the anime always says at a ceremony or where he needs to speak that he can spend a happy time with everyone.

So, it's not wrong to record such a time.

Speaking of which, those protagonists do have a happy time with everyone.,Although this group of women is a group.。

After thinking about it, he looked at the empty seat in front of him, and said, "Isn't this kind of thing to be recorded in the format of a file, so don't you think the content is a bit less?" Or, a little more? ”

"Oh~ it's disgusting, you." Yurikawako slapped her hand and looked at him with a disgusted expression, the seat was so close to the two of them, she had already found out about his liking under the snow, so she always teased him about it.

He did not explicitly admit it, nor did he deny it. Responding to her in this way every time can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence.

"Takeshita-kun, did you do anything strange about the Hundred Contract Studies?"

Takeshita Bingmi just felt a familiar person standing behind him that he couldn't see, and before he could look back, he heard that under the snow, it seemed to be affected by the fact that he had just come in from outside the cold classroom, and his tone was a little cold.

"What kind of thing is weird?" Takeshita Bing naturally withdrew his right hand that he was holding on, and looked at the snow that he hadn't seen for a long time, ah no, it was a few minutes of not seeing.

Xue Xia didn't answer his rhetorical question directly, she just stroked her left sideburns and delicate ears with her left hand, her ears were a little red, probably because she had just come in from outside and was frozen. Then he looked at Yurikawako and smiled gracefully.

"100 contract learning, it's okay."

"Are you wrong about the premise of this question?"

And, although you are indeed very gentle, but never show it easily, would you care so calmly?

After watching the strange snow and Yurikawako say hello, I watched her sit back in her place.

I don't know if it's because I've been holding it for too long, but now that I release it, the blood circulation is just smooth and it's a little itchy, Takeshita Bingmi stretched out his hand and scratched it. It seemed that this action would help him to get an answer to his thinking, but there was a faint joy in his heart.

On the other side, Yurikawako's voice also came.

"It's okay, fortunately, the classmate came back in time under the snow."

Her voice, compared to the previous conversation with Takeshita Icemi, seemed to contain some emotion, but it was still a joke.

The recess was quickly gone, and the bell rang on time. When the teacher came in to prepare, the lively classroom quickly quieted down, and everyone gathered their hearts to prepare for class.

Yuri Chuanzi sat in her seat and could clearly see the situation on her right, and she looked at the snow as a girl, just a back, and she couldn't help but want to take a second look.

It's already cheated like this, but whether it's temperament, learning, or family background, it's so perfect, no wonder......

This class is a history class, and it is still about the ancient history of the mud, and the history teacher in front of the podium is talking with emotion, and from time to time he is dancing so that the students below can feel the style of the era with him. It's a pity that for Takeshita Icemi, he only needs to rationally remember the required knowledge, and then be able to score in the exam, and he is not interested at all in bringing feelings to feel what the history teacher called "passionate years" or something.

I was deserted in my heart, and sometimes I unconsciously thought about what happened in the Ministry during this time. As if in a state of emptiness, the sound of the teacher's lecture seemed to come from a distant place and spread to a farther place, without a trace of stopping, let alone affecting him. On the contrary, it is like a harmony, which helps him to be in a daze.

If you have something at hand when you are in a daze, there is a high chance that you will find that your hand is doing something strange, such as holding something, when you come back to your senses.

Takeshita Ice's daze in the classroom was not discovered by the teacher and was rewarded with a chalk head or something, and there was no change in the classroom. Attend what should be classed, and listen to what should be heard.

In a daze, he straightened a hand, and he found that the smooth touch of a few strands of hair between his fingers came one by one, because the touch really made him a little reluctant to let go, and his fingers were gently twisted.

This is hair under the snow.

It's good that I didn't deliberately pinch it like those classmates I saw before.,Everyone at that meeting was silly and cute.,In order to attract the attention of the female classmates at the front table, this stupid method is always used.,Youth is so good.。

The history teacher turned around and began to write on the board, and at the same time asked everyone to take a look at the knowledge points to be taught, because they were not on the same page, and the sound of turning pages sounded in the classroom from time to time. The classroom was a little noisy for a while, and everyone always liked to whisper a few words to the classmates next to them.

Under the snow in front of him, he rarely took advantage of this moment to turn his head and look at him with a strained face.

It's good to have long hair, and you won't touch it when you touch it.

Takeshita Bingmi also had the heart to comment on her hair.

Then, under the stares under the snow, Takeshita had to let go of his hand.

Yuri Chuanzi, who was sitting in the seat, looked at the episode in this lesson and sighed silently in her heart.

The cold wind outside the window blew a little more violently, and the last leaves on the branches of a tree were blown off, and the bare trunk was also very conspicuous in the light at this time. It is thought that it will be diseased and eroded by the roots, withered and died in the bitter cold, and it is only in the spring of the next year that it will know that it has sprouted again.