It's grandpa's handwriting.

Then, there is one more sentence -

"Now it's time to find your treasure."

It's written right next to it.

Really...... Grandpa is too fun-loving, right?

Didn't change until the last minute......

Zhou Lang's gaze took off the letter.

Then, looking at Lin Xiaoya.

She smiled very shyly.

- I've found it.

Far away, above the sky.

There are two figures.

It's a big-eyed teenager.

and a red-haired girl in a straw hat.

「…… How long will I be able to maintain this appearance?" The boy asked.

A shallow smile appeared on the girl's face, and she replied—

"Ahh Oh, already—Daniel."

Immediately, from the boy's back near the buttocks, a black tail with a little white at the end suddenly grew.

Then, as if by magic, the whole person turned into a black cat.

"Whew, I'm so tired, it's so hard." The black cat spread its bat-like wings and waved them around. "White, do you want to stay like that forever?"

"Ah, I almost forgot, so please help me change it back, right?"

"Really, you can do this kind of trivial thing yourself~~ You will only rely on me......

The black cat grumbled and tapped the girl with the white part of the end of her tail.

The sound of a bell ringing in her ears, and the girl's appearance changed.

Long shiny white hair, white dress, and bright red shoes.

"Then again, why do I have to become human?" The black cat asked with a wry head.

The white girl sat on the huge scythe in her hand and said to him—

"Because Daniel would scare people if he spoke suddenly."

"Well, that's right—but, I didn't even say a word, did I?"

"Huh? Is that so?"

"It was! It's rare that the Grim Reaper and the Acolyte have specially transformed, and you even sent me to steal a new letter, in vain, are you playing tricks on me from beginning to end?"

"Huh? However, that's what it's called a game. Am I right, sama—sama?"

In the depths of the blue sky, white maidens and black cats dance gently.

No one knows.

In fact, Zhou Lang went to his grandfather's hometown once a long time ago.

That was when he was very young, so it's no wonder he can't remember.

In the course of the scavenger hunt, there will be that sense of familiarity, precisely because of the impression left at that time.

Grandfather used to hold his hand and walk the road.

The tall, big tree.

Warm sunshine.

In other words, he is not a superpower at all.

However, it is also a matter of course.

Did Grandpa always believe that I would remember?

It must be.

The chrysanthemums that bloom all over the field are the flower language of "trust".

…… That sea of flowers?

Well?

Yes? Wait a minute......

So—

Who is the pair of teenagers and girls......?

Hey?

Huh?

Yes?

The treasure hunt game ended, and Zhou Lang Yulin Xiaoya returned to the original place and said goodbye at the East Station.

"-Don't forget to look for it, I won't forget you, absolutely not." Before leaving, Lin Xiaoya said.

Zhou Lang replied with a smile -

"I won't forget. And I'm going to look for you, no matter how far away it is, I'm going to see you, fly there at the speed of light, uh, I won't take a normal tram anyway."

She let out a "hmm" and smiled happily, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhou Lang was a little at a loss.

"There's still time, and even if you're gone, you can call us. You can send a letter even if you don't have time to call. The most important thing now is to study hard and prepare for the exam, let's work together, we have already lost the cram camp."

As a result, her eyes were full of tears, and she smiled happily.

"My grades are pretty good, and at least I'm the class president. Zhou Lang, you should be more miserable, right?"

Well......

It's nerve-wracking.

What she said—

Absolutely.

......

- As long as you live, there will be happy things happening.

"—that was a long, long time ago...... At that time, the outside world was very different from now, and even the smell of the wind was different......

The old woman said this, her eyes moving to the scenery outside the window.

The white room, the walls and ceiling are painted pure white.

Even the bedspreads and sheets on which the old woman was lying were all the same color.

On the chair next to the bed, a white girl sits, exuding a strange sense of transparency, as if floating in a pure white space.

The girl had a cat with a big bell around her neck on her lap.

Only this cat adds the only black color to the pure white space.

"I don't know how many years have passed since then...... But I can still remember his eyes, his voice, the shape of his lips, and the smell of his body...... None of this is an illusion...... It's the real world."

The girl gently stroked the head of the black cat on her lap as she listened to the old woman.

"He's probably gone...... Those memories...... In that season of thunderstorms in the afternoon, did they all become phantoms......

Between the past and the present.

And the future is only a stone's throw away, the present.

Closer than yesterday, farther than tomorrow.

Memories and fantasies go back and forth.

The old woman's eyes were staring at a certain point of "once".

At this time, the girl spoke.

"He must still be there, in your heart. You see, the sunlight that spilled down from the cracks in the trees is also full of memories, and Hui Yi is omnipresent, because memories sleep in memories...... It must be—"

"yes, yes...... I think so too."

The old woman smiled slightly.

Quiet and peaceful days, warm and warm sunshine.

While looking at the direction of the sun, he told the story.

Because I know that I may not die soon.

「…… That was when I was a kid...... At that time, I was very fond of a boy, but I separated from him and lost contact with him. I'm really sad......

This is a story that is interconnected -

At the moment, I remembered by chance.

No, in fact, I have always been thinking about it from then to now.

At that time, the boy who lived nearby, Zhao Wu, was a very different child.

That being said, it's not that there's anything strange about it, it's just that I'm just at the age of elementary school, but I have a very sharp intuition and can judge things accurately.

But as long as he smiled, dimples appeared on his face, and he was small, and he felt as cute as a small animal.

In this way, in her mind, adding vinegar to memories one after another is not the same as the truth.

She, Qian Yi, completely stopped developing before she entered high school, on the contrary, the boy who fell in love for the first time kept growing upwards in her memories, contrasting with her own mini-height.

At that time, Zhao Wu, the first love object, had shoulder-length hair as smooth and flowing as a girl, and the hair color was slightly orange. Although it is not unusual for elementary school students to dye their hair brown or blonde in today's society, at that time, his unusual hair color was the most beautiful color and her favorite color of any person she had ever seen.

The young Qian Yi called that color "orange head".

A boy who is even more petite than his petite self, and is as cute as Hamtaro.

My first love.

A year younger than herself, she always holds hands, so that she wants to protect the boy forever.

In this way, Qian Yi extended all kinds of fantasies from his memories, even though he was already in high school, he still mentioned this matter to his friends from time to time, and it was endless.

However, about six years ago, Zhao Wu emigrated to a distant country on the other side of the sea because of his father's work.

Impression...... Is that...... Belch...... Where is it and what country?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, at that time, it was already agreed.

"He'll be back, because we promised."

The promise made with Zhao Wu hooking his fingers.

What the boy said, Qian Yi still believes in it until now.

However, her friends were not on the show.

"Please, he must have forgotten about it."

"I can't stand you, it's a little princess living in a dream."

"You've read too many shoujo manga."

The crowd said impatiently.

Who will remember the promise of childhood?

What's more, after six years, many things will be forgotten.

In short, Qian Yi and her friends have completely forgotten the mathematical equations they have done today.

Until half a year ago, I was still trembling all day long preparing for mock exams and entrance exams, and the process of sprinting angrily seemed to be a dream.

Now that he has completely integrated into high school life, Qian Yi, a freshman, has long seen no trace of nervousness on his face.

It's lunch break, and Qian Yi is gathering at the front of the classroom with her playmates (mainly because Qian Yi's seat is in the first row), talking and laughing loudly.

Can't be confused with those casual words, he'll definitely remember, definitely! You passers-by, don't talk nonsense if you don't know anything! What a bunch of bad friends!" Qian Yi said stubbornly.

He'll be back.

Because he once said that here is what he left behind.

That must be me.

Because, in the TV series, this kind of line all expresses a promise that childhood sweethearts will definitely get together again in the future, and the two will be together after all, hehehehe-

Anyway, she firmly believes that the other party will remember.

I think so, but in a corner of my heart—— I actually feel that maybe people have forgotten.

The correspondence with Zhao Wu was limited to the beginning of the period, and gradually, no more letters were received.

She didn't ask for a phone call, but at least she should have written a letter......

For this, she began to feel a little angry.

I'm looking forward to it so earnestly.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't show up on a white horse (she doesn't like it), I just hope he can meet her one day!

"One day, what day are you going to wait for?"

Friend A deliberately grabbed her handle and began to complain.

"The so-called one day, anyway, is one day."

Qian Yi puffed out her cheeks and pretended to be angry.

At this time, friend B will definitely reach out and poke her cheek. There was a pop, and the air was squeezed out.

Then, Qian Yi will pout, and his expression will be like an octopus.

"You don't have to waste time waiting for the kind of guy who will never show up, you should consider the person who is actively chasing you in front of you is more practical, right? Qian Yi, you recently dumped another boy, right?"

Friend B finished in disbelief and shrugged helplessly.

Next, change friend C and start counting her.

"That's right. What the hell are you doing? The other party is Li Tian from the second class, right? That guy is a soccer team player, and he's pretty good-looking, and among our group of girls, the rating is quite high, what a waste—"

Friend ABC took turns to fight, and the tacit understanding was really good.

Alas, here it is again......

"I'm not interested, so why don't I just go and socialize with him."

As soon as Qian Yi said this, his cheeks were immediately raised.

"What? Was this mouth talking just now? How dare you say that! What do you think of friend C? I really don't understand, why those boys like this kind of little kids, it's really inexplicable—"

Friend C began to criticize Qian Yipin in a middle-aged uncle-like tone, and the other two also echoed loudly.

"I'm not a child!" Qian Yi said as he shook off his friend's hand.

"Hehe, what is Qian Yi's height~?"

When Mingyou C asked like this, she was immediately speechless.

The three friends took turns patting her on the head in order.

The so-called order refers to the arrangement of heights.

A - 170 cm, professional model level.

B - 162 cm, which is average.

C - one hundred and fifty-one centimeters, although petite is still better than Qian Yi.

Because, Qian Yi's height is-

「…… 100 ......"

"Well——? I can't hear you~~."

「…… One hundred and forty ...... About 4 centimeters ......"

"Oh, super mini!"

Although I don't know why I have to speak English, I know very well that I am being played with as an idiot.

I didn't want to grow tall, and I didn't want to. If I can grow taller, of course I hope to grow to the height of a supermodel, sexy and slender, but ...... But! There's no way, it's really not tall and barely comes!

Thanks to his height, Qian Yi until now, as long as he wears civilian clothes, he will definitely be 100% mistaken for a primary school student.

No exceptions.

Therefore, she always tries very, very hard to be a competent high school girl.

The skirt was changed to a very high level, and it was already so short that it couldn't be shorter. The socks are fluffy bubble socks, and even the uniform vest is loose and loose...... Although it was because it was too ill-fitting relationship, and then I put on delicate makeup very carefully.

In this way, no matter how you look at it, she is a high school girl.

Qian Yi thinks so for himself, but his friends say-

"Wow-what a serious and hard-working child~~ It's a pity that he just looks like a primary school student at most."

A bucket of cold water was poured on the spot.

If you continue like this, you will always fail.

Don't talk about Zhao Wu, no one will come to greet me at all.

What does that cute boy look like now?

Is that long orange hair still as beautiful as ever?

Well, I must have become a beautiful boy, it must be.

It must be so, yes.

Alas—it should be as cute as ever!

Hey—come and pick me up!

Otherwise, I'm going to throw myself into the arms of other boys~~~~

Feed~

In this way, day by day, the fantasy continues to expand.

However, the balloon that keeps inflating will soon burst, and similarly, the day of disillusionment will soon come.

And, earlier than she thought she would have been.

That's right, even......

Maybe – today.

It happened after school.

Carrying the school-prescribed school bag on the back, the phone inside beeps and beeps.

This kind of funny, lively and pleasant ringtone...... It is for the exclusive use of the text message to inform the mother.

Qian Yi's sister Tao four-member group, according to the usual practice today, did not go home directly when it was time to go home, and wandered around the street as a matter of course.

They had just come out of the playground, and although they had noticed that their mobile phones seemed to be ringing, they were so noisy that they couldn't hear them clearly.

Qian Yi took out the mobile phone with exaggerated charms, the white shell was covered with headstickers, and she turned on the screen.

With a beep, the confirmation text message begins.

"Father is critically ill

Rapid return

Mother"

The shining words on the screen made her dumbfounded.

"What?"

Hey, hey, hey.

What is it?

My father is critically ill...... Please, for such an important matter, you should call directly, not send a text message.

Really, Mommy...... What's the trick again?

"What's wrong, Qian Yi?" Friend A asked her.