There is no fixed day for the start of the university, and most of the clubs that participate in them unify and go back to clean up and so on. If you meet students who don't participate in clubs and don't have any social interaction at all, there are not a few students who walk into the campus to end the vacation on the day of the start of classes.

Perhaps only the faculty council set a date when they had to return to work, so Nanamiya returned to Tokyo earlier than the teenagers and girls who were still enjoying their last vacation in their hometown in Hokkaido.

On the day they planned to return to Tokyo, Asai and Naoki Natsume both got up early in the morning, probably familiarizing themselves with their previous routines.

Mao Asai stretched, and Myoman's posture made Natsume Naoki look twice.

"I thought there would be a good morning kiss."

"Don't get anything from me until you brush your teeth."

Mao Asai glanced at him, opened the closet, and took out the clothes that had been prepared for him last night.

The neatly folded clothes looked like something for the gods, neat and orderly.

Naoki Natsume shrugged his shoulders as he looked at the clothes and pants handed to him, thinking that he must not have the perseverance to fold all his clothes like this...... Maid Saigao!

"The class schedule for the new semester can already be found on the academic affairs system." Asai said as he pointed to the computer he had placed on his desk, "I'll help you copy your timetable on the desktop...... Does the computer still work today? ”

"I'll just clean up after myself." Naoki Natsume put on his clothes and said with a smile.

How can you let the maid do everything?

It's not that I'm without hands and feet.

Or that he has always implemented the principle of doing housework together, but Asai is more diligent and better at doing these things, so it seems that she is busy inside and outside the house.

"You're going to have to mess up your suitcase again." Asai snorted coldly and disgusted him, walked straight to the table, packed up the computer and adapters, data cables, etc., and wrapped the mouse and keyboard headphones around the cables, "Last time you were asked to put the power bank in, you really just stuffed it in...... It doesn't matter where it's stuffed. It's like asking you to collect your clothes, you really just put away your clothes, and you don't care about pants and skirts. ”

Naoki Natsume shrugged, "It would be nice when you were more frank." ”

Asai looked back at him with an eyebrow, as if to say, "What do you mean?" ”

"Of course, they didn't want me to clean up by myself, so they made up a lot of words to belittle me for my rough work." Naoki Natsume pursed his mouth, "When I lived in Tokyo, I didn't want me to wash my clothes and soak my hands, and I casually said something like I didn't know how to classify and always wash and dye my clothes." ”

"But sometimes men's common sense is really amazing." Asai doesn't deny it.

"You've been staring at me since just now, and your clothes don't fit?"

Naoki Natsume noticed that Asai was glancing at him from time to time, so he also looked down at himself, tugging at the shoulder and elbow of his white shirt, thinking that the clothes that had been turned out of the closet did not fit.

Asai looked at him, tilted his head, and looked strangely cute when he thought about it.

"Downside stuff."

"What?"

"I'll buy you a necklace when I go shopping."

Naoki Natsume was stunned, with the tacit understanding cultivated by living together for a long time, he didn't react to Asai's sudden brain circuit.

But Asai began to think about it seriously with his eyebrows down.

It seems that I have gone through all kinds of necklaces and styles of the public niche in my head.

As the exclusive maid of the Natsume family, Asai goes to Tokyo to help him recover the pieces, and of course he has to be responsible for living and appearance management, so he must know everything about fashion.

"Why did you talk about this all of a sudden?" Naoki Natsume tried to look down at his collarbone and collar, and his voice became thicker because of the neck-shrinking: "Besides, I haven't had the habit of wearing necklaces since I was a child...... Gotta give me why, right? ”

"Leave it to me."

Asai thought for a moment, turned his head, and briskly unscrewed the doorknob to go out.

Naoki Natsume heard her soft, nasal voice.

Hum softly.

Cheerful and lively, the girl's careful thoughts are so beautiful.

"Think about it when you have breakfast!" She picked her chin, slightly tsundere-defiant.

Hmph, self-righteous.

Guess what the girl thinks!

Breakfast was very nutritious toast toast with a sandwich made of red bean paste.

The fluffy bread is made by Mao Asai herself, and the maid's small head can hold the best bakery in the world.

The toast is fried in butter on both sides, and it has a crunchy exterior with red bean paste and cream in between.

The freshly cooked toast is warm, and when you bite into it, it is crispy and delicious on the outside and refreshing and sweet on the inside.

"I think I can eat three more." Naoki Natsume picked up the last palm-sized piece of bean paste toast on the plate and sighed.

Asai is already cleaning up the empty plates, "Eating too much in the morning is not good for the stomach, and I will drink the coffee later, and I am not allowed to leave it." ”

"Why coffee?" Naoki Natsume looked at the black coffee in the cup and was a little puzzled: "It's not that I don't like to drink it, but isn't it usually hot milk?" ”

At the mention of hot milk, he thought of the cup of hot milk that Amamiya had given him at the hotel.

Asai explains, "I went to Kyoto and Nagoya a few years ago, and I was still learning how to be a good maid. There are such bean paste toast in the coffee shops over there, and it is said to be greasy with black coffee...... Otherwise, it's too sweet. I tasted delicious, so I asked the store to learn how to make it for you to eat later. ”

She worked hard to learn to be a maid, and it was for one person all the time.

Naoki Natsume thoughtfully ate the last bite of bean paste toast, wiped his hands with a napkin, and took a sip of slightly bitter black coffee.

"It seems that people in Kyoto can't eat sweet, and they have to eat bean paste toast with such bitter coffee for breakfast." Naoki Natsume muttered to himself, then glanced at Asai and suddenly smiled: "I'm different, I won't get tired of eating sweet all day long." ”

Asai looked at him, slightly puzzled.

Originally, I was still thinking about how I could have an unhealthy diet like making sweets all day long?

But when he reacted, he said that he was a sweet person, and he would not get tired of eating and wiping himself all day long, so he turned red and glanced at him fiercely.

"Flim Flam!"

Naoki Natsume smiled, "I figured out what you said when you got up, you want to buy me a necklace." ”

Hearing this, Asai looked back and raised his eyebrows: "Then you say." ”

"There's nothing happier than transforming someone you like." Naoki Natsume replied: "If it were me, I would also like to buy you a nice dress, buy you my favorite socks for you to wear, buy a perfume that I think smells good and hold you all day to smell it, or buy you a lipstick I want to taste......"

He pointed his index finger on his head and flicked it gently, "In that moment, compare your heart to your heart, and you will understand it all." ”

Asai lowered his eyebrows and didn't speak, just quietly put away the plates and coffee cups in front of him, turned around and went to the kitchen to wash dishes.

Naoki Natsume knew when he saw this that he had guessed correctly.

He looked down at his collar again, and felt that it was not intuitive, so he ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

Perhaps, he did lack a necklace around his neck.

The sound of water washing over the dishes came from the kitchen, and the words of Mao Asai.

"Alright," she said, her tone a little cheerful, "whether it's lipstick or perfume, whatever you like!" Anyway, if I didn't pay for it, who would say no to something free...... And I don't have any savings now, so you can take on all the daily expenses when you go back to Tokyo! ”

She wanted to save up to buy the two-story villa as a warm little home for her future life in Tokyo.

Although he couldn't bear to let him pay for everything to maintain firewood, rice, oil and salt, he was reluctant to spend that money anyway when he thought of spending the rest of his life with his brother who had been privately committed to life in his own home in the future.

Naoki Natsume shouted at the top of his throat when he heard this: "So when are you going to be more frank!" ”

Asai did not answer.

But she must have heard it.

Such a small detail that deliberately pretends to be stupid is more refreshing than perfume or something in Naoki's eyes!

He looked at his handsome face in the mirror and smiled, thinking that after returning to Tokyo, he would take her shopping and buy clothes first, or choose lipstick?

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Teine Shrine has been overcrowded since a few days ago.

It is said that it was because the former old Miyaji finally moved back to the shrine from the Okunomiya in the deep bamboo forest, and the shrine near the residential area was filled with incense.

Although the current Miyaji is approachable and will give divination and preaching to every believer who comes to worship with a smile, after all, he has only taken over the shrine for a few years, and his prestige is still not small compared to the previous Miyaji......

The former Miyaji-sama, but for decades he has been praying for the blessings of the surrounding residents at Teine Shrine, and the incense and popularity he has accumulated are needless to say.

This can be seen from the many tourists Naoki Natsume and Asai met before getting out of the car, walking through the torii gate and walking up the stairs to Shinto.

Unlike the middle-aged tourists Naoki Natsume met when he came with Izumi-senpai in the past, most of the people who came to worship and pray today were elderly.

The old men with gray temples surrounded the shrine maidens and priests, begging to see the old palace priest.

"Please, report to Miyaji-sama, I want to meet Miyaji-sama." An old woman in her seventies was full of vicissitudes on her face, and begged the shrine maiden with the support of her grandson.

The old man's mouth refers to the former palace secretary, and this remark attracted the echo of many old people around.

In their eyes, Miyaji-sama will always be Miyaji-sama, even if he is retired.

"Yes, please let us meet! Maybe this is the last chance in our lives to see Miyaji-sama again. ”

"The body can't hold it anymore, the doctor said......"

"I want Miyaji-sama to help me divinate my grandson's studies and career...... Please! ”

The shrine maidens just listened quietly, smiling professionally, and did not answer the begs of the tourists.

This is the rule of Teine Shrine since ancient times, shrine maidens and priests are not allowed to talk to visitors and believers at will, and the priests within the shrine grounds have a hint of divinity, not only the rules, but also the shrine maidens and priests themselves pay attention to this.

So the vision of these old people will not be realized, the old palace secretary said that he would close the door, he has retired and will not see anyone again.

Naoki Natsume and Mao Asai stood on Shinto and watched all this silently.

The vigor exuded by the two of them is completely different from those old people who are dying.

"It looks like I won't be able to see the old gentleman today." Asai said.

Naoki Natsume nodded: "That's true, I thought I could thank the old palace secretary in person before leaving." ”

As he spoke, he looked up and saw that many houses were piled up with cement, sand and other things outside the doors, which seemed to be materials for expansion.

In addition, many electrical appliances such as air conditioners and televisions are carried into the house for installation, and electricians and construction workers can be seen everywhere among tourists.

At a glance, it looks like a large venue is being set up for construction.

Asai followed his gaze and noticed the people, and after a little thought, he understood the reason.

"It seems that your little fan girl is at least a person who knows how to repay her kindness."

Naoki Natsume turned his head to look at her helplessly when he heard this: "Say this in front of me, and you can't fight when you meet?" ”

Asai narrowed his eyes: "I don't seem to have promised to live in peace with her." ”

"Huh?" Naoki Natsume was stunned.

Asai squinted his eyes and sneered: "Including your gentle senior sister, I can't get along well!" And I don't think your senior sister will be more comfortable than the two of us. ”

The two of them here, Natsume Naoki didn't know if she was referring to her and Amamiya Chizuru or her with Nanamiya.

In short, it is very weak-hearted.

So he quickly changed the subject, "It's good that you had the foresight to let me write this letter." ”

Naoki Natsume took out a letter from the backpack behind him...... He doesn't have the contact information of the current palace secretary, and most of the old palace secretary won't use smart phones and the like, after all, if you think about it, it seems to be somewhat different from his image of a hidden master.

So he wrote this letter under the reminder of Asai.

Express your gratitude in the most primitive way, solemnly and seriously.

In the future, when the old palace division thinks about it, he can also take out this letter and read it from time to time, and he can remember this indissoluble bond in the past!

So Naoki Natsume took Asai by the hand and walked into the crowd.

"Well, is the old palace priest currently at the shrine?" Naoki Natsume asked an older priest.

The priest looked at him calmly, with a warm smile on his lips, but nodded slightly, but did not speak.

Naoki Natsume was not surprised at all, this is the rule of the shrine.

"Then it seems that there is no way to see the old palace secretary," Naoki Natsume handed over the hands in his hand, very solemnly, as if he had personally delivered it to the old palace master: "Please be sure to forward this letter to the old palace master, this is very important to me...... Please! ”

After that, he bent down and bowed, and Asai bowed slightly.

Ask someone else for help, at least with courtesy.

The priest bowed slightly, and also took the letter with both hands and put it in his sleeve.

It's time to go.

The old palace secretary just said that he didn't see the guests, and there have been a lot of things like this in recent days, such as handing over letters and collecting incense, and it can be done.

In most cases, the money is returned, and the letters and objects are transferred to the old palace.

Now that the letter has been handed in, the last thing to do before returning to school is done.

Naoki Natsume looked back at the depths of the Shrine of Vision, and turned to leave with Asai.

The priest probably felt that if he continued to stay here, he would still be haunted by the believers, and although it was not disgusting, it was always good to be quiet.

So he gave the witch next to him a look, and pointed to the letter he had in his sleeve, which meant that I would go and hand it over to the old palace secretary, and I would not accompany him for the time being.

When he took four or five steps, he suddenly remembered to see if there was a signature on the letter, after all, there was a situation yesterday that there was money in the letter but there was no way to return it.

He took out the letter with a little ink fragrance from his sleeve, looked it up and down, and when the priest saw the name on the envelope, he was suddenly stunned.

Naoki Natsume

Natsume?

The name is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Strange because he didn't recognize the name.

Familiarity is what the old palace secretary has been talking about all day long in recent days, and the ears of the nearby priests have been cocooned.

"Please stay!"

The priest turned around suddenly, his face was slightly anxious to look for Naoki Natsume in the crowd, and when his eyes were locked, he hurriedly shouted loudly, and ran quickly with his skirt hakama in both hands to chase after him.

Not only did the tourists on the road look sideways, but even the old people who were pestering the witches just now begging to see the old palace secretary were shocked.

The priest spoke!

The priest of Teine Shrine actually spoke!

Seeing that he was finally relieved, people didn't care why, some tourists came up to take pictures, and some old people came up to talk desperately, but the road to becoming a priest only made the anxious look on his face heavier......

He doesn't pay attention to anyone else's.

Fortunately, Natsume's ears are still easy to use, and when he looked back at the priest who was chased by the crowd, he was also slightly surprised.

It is indeed rare for a priest to speak.

"Please stay!" The priest rushed to the front with a solemn expression: "Naoki-sama Natsume, but you visited the Okunomiya a few days ago and met the old palace?" ”

Naoki Natsume nodded, instantly understood.

It should be something that the old palace secretary ordered.

"That's great, you come with me." The priest's expression became more solemn and humble, and he began to bend down: "The old palace master has explained, if you come, you can't stop it, and you will entertain you...... His old man is resting in the side hall, and I will show you the way. ”

It's just that there are more and more people around it, and the road is becoming impassable.

The entrance square of the shrine is actually only three layers inside and three layers outside, and even the spacious Shinto is blocked.

The priest summoned the shrine maidens and other priests to maintain order and make way for people to walk.

Visitors were shocked by the humility and abnormality of the priest, and were also keen to discuss Naoki Natsume's identity.

A farmer from a nearby town who often goes to the surrounding countryside to harvest vegetables recognized Naoki Natsume and began to spread it quietly.

What is the identity of this teenager?

What is the relationship with the old palace division?

Is it a relative or a powerful person......

The louder the discussion, the priest frowned slightly, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

But he couldn't open his mouth to explain to others, so he had to lead Naoki Natsume and Asai forward.

Naoki Natsume was also quite curious, and asked in a low voice, "Won't you break the rules when you speak?" ”

Reiko Natsume used to be a shrine maiden at Teme Shrine, and Naoki Natsume knows the rules of the shrine best.

The priest seemed to have finally found a way to vent, and his voice was full of anger and a little louder, so that those who were close could hear it.

"The old palace secretary-sama said, Natsume-sama, you have a special status, and your status in the shrine is no less than the portraits of the gods who serve in the main hall...... It's even comparable to Yoshinami and Amaterasu. ”

Naoki Natsume's eyelids jumped when he heard this.

Good guy, it turns out that the old palace secretary didn't talk about it in private, and he had already informed the whole shrine of this analogy?

It's quite embarrassing to be said so in public, which makes Naoki Natsume get goosebumps.

But at the sincere and respectful eyes of the priest, he was a little relieved.

Maybe faith is really important to a person.

No longer paying attention to the atmosphere ignited by a word, and gradually moving away from the hustle and bustle, Naoki Natsume saw the old palace secretary in the side hall who had been away for a few days but was like a few years apart-

The old palace priest was meditating with his back to the door, his gray hair and posture really looked like he was ten years old.

When I first met, he was still tough, but now he has the feeling of being in his last years.

"Is it Natsume-sama?"

The old palace secretary opened his eyes and turned around, although he was more aged, his aura became more and more kind.

Compared to the master of the shrine, he is more like an old man in the family.

"It feels like it's been a long time."

After Naoki Natsume and Asai saluted, he also took off his shoes and stepped on tatami mats, and sat opposite the old palace secretary.

Lao Gongji looked at the talented couple in front of him, and his face showed sincere joy: "It's great to see Miss Asai healthy and healthy." ”

Asai solemnly thanked, "Thank you for your help." ”

The old palace secretary waved his hand and smiled: "I want to thank you or Lord Xie Natsume, I have done something that I have cultivated all my life but I can't even think about." ”

Naoki Natsume felt very uncomfortable when he heard this, he didn't know each other, but he was willing to pay a lot.

The old palace secretary seemed to see Naoki Natsume's thoughts, and said with relief: "If you say something in return, Miss Amamiya has given me the best." ”

Naoki Natsume was puzzled: "Is it a money donation?" ”

Amamiya Chizuru only mentioned a few words when chatting with him, and Amamiya Konma, at her request, donated money to the shrine that he would not have to worry about for the next fifty years, and promised to give the same amount of incense money every year.

The cost of a huge shrine is still very exaggerated, salary, water and electricity, event preparation, etc., fifty years of money and wealth are given every year, and Amamiya's gratitude is really extraordinary.

The old palace secretary nodded, "Sounds tacky, right?" However, with a lot of donations, as well as the renovation and expansion of the site, the shrine will pay more to young people in the future, and more people will come to work, and the tradition will continue and evolve with the times, and the shrine will survive. My apprentice didn't have to get close to the date to start collecting donations and organizing fireworks displays and festivals. ”

"Obviously you ...... money"

On the way here, I heard from the priest that he never accepted the incense donated to the old palace secretary by tourists and believers.

The old palace secretary sighed, "People are ideal, but life is realistic. Fifty years of life are like dreams and illusions. Once born in this world, how can there be an immortal reason? ”

"Tunsheng." Naoki Natsume often reads, and he can be regarded as erudite: "If you believe in Shintoism, you can actually say the concept of Buddhism." ”

"It's all the same." The old palace secretary shook his head: "What's more, in modern society, it is not possible to have no money...... In fact, I should have died a long time ago, just a few years earlier. The only ones who can't rest assured are the descendants of the shrine. Now that I have this money, I can rest assured. ”

When he said this, the relief on his face was by no means fake.

"I don't take the money I was given, and I don't have to take it because of cause and effect. But the money given to the shrine,I can't refuse it for those who love the shrine and those who make a living out of it.。 The old palace secretary said, "So, Miss Amamiya's donation is already the best reward for me...... The Grace Chart has already made me feel ashamed, and Natsume-sama is grateful for it again, and it really disgraces me and the shrine. ”

Naoki Natsume suddenly turned pale when he heard this: "My gratitude can't be left to chance just because Chizuru has already thanked him...... That in itself is a blasphemy of kindness. ”

The old palace secretary was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect him to be so serious, so he laughed.

"From my ignorant point of view, Natsume-sama's is Miss Amamiya's, what are you talking about?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Naoki Natsume's face changed.

The eyes of the shallow well next to him narrowed.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not quite right, the old palace secretary realized that he finally reacted, so he hurriedly said sorry to Asai and sighed: "I have practiced in Shinto for more than 60 years, and I really don't know anything about Hongchen's feelings!" ”

After chatting for more than half an hour, Natsume Naoki calculated the time, and it was time to go back.

The Kitahara Hayato should already be on its way.

"You take this letter." Naoki Natsume handed the letter that he had planned to hand over when he didn't see him to the old palace secretary: "Inside is my gratitude to you." I hope that when you have time to read it again in the future, it will represent my gratitude to you beyond words. ”

"Natsume-sama is serious." The old palace secretary got up to send it off and walked to the door of the side hall.

Naoki Natsume asked just now, since the old palace secretary is back, why don't you go to live in the main hall.

In a society like Japan, where the relationship between respect and inferiority is very strict, how can there be a reason for an apprentice to live in a good house and a master to live in a side hall?

But the old palace secretary just smiled and said casually that young people are the hope for the future. With this sentence alone, Teine Shrine's status in Naoki Natsume's heart has far surpassed the orthodoxy of Fushimi Inari Shrine or Yin Se Shrine.

He will always remember in his heart that there is such a little old man who is not old-fashioned in his mind - Lao Gongji uses a smart phone, and even the official Twitter account of the shrine is run by him.

"The abyss of the past, the laughter of the other days." The old palace secretary said goodbye to Naoki Natsume at the door, and there were many believers outside, so he didn't show up: "I'm happy for you from the bottom of my heart, Lord Natsume." You have Miss Asai to walk out of the shadow of ten years, and she is also redeemed by you to continue her life...... I will chant sutras for you on the rest of your birthday and pray for your good luck! ”

Naoki Natsume bowed goodbye and took Asai's hand and left.

The old palace secretary looked at his back and stood at the door for a long time.

As if he wanted to engrave Naoki's shadow in his mind, he took it to Takamagahara one day.

It was the last time he saw Naoki Natsume.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, Naoki Natsume waited for Hayato Kitahara in a small pickup truck at the door of his house.

I haven't seen him for a holiday, and Kitahara Hayato actually has a beard, although it is not thick, but it is more masculine than before.

Coupled with his small tower-like size, the pickup truck doesn't look so big when sitting in the car.

"Yo, Falato!" Naoki Natsume smiled and beckoned, and when the pickup stopped and turned off, he went up and gave Kitahara Hayato a big bear hug: "Why do you grow a beard?" ”

"How's that, sexy?"

Kitahara Hayato laughed, brothers see each other, even if it is so long after a holiday, a word and an action can pull the two back to the days when they had nothing to talk about.

Whether it's a good roommate in college or a good friend at the same table in high school.

Maybe she hasn't been in touch for a long time, but she can always be seen sharing news in the circle of friends, but she doesn't even have the courage to like it.

But as long as we meet, we can always use friendship to eliminate the time barrier, this is a close friend!

Naoki Natsume nodded, "It's a good match for you...... Because of what? Too lazy to shave? ”

Kitahara Hayato smiled and said to him, "This single dog doesn't understand, right?" Sister Hui said that she likes to be mature, although I am a year younger than her, but I have a beard and I don't want to charm her all day long, and I shout every day that school is about to start and pull me to show off to her friends. ”

Naoki Natsume raised his eyebrows, seeing the teasing in this kid's words.

Good guy, this is when you fall in love, you get sideways in front of your brother, right?

Just then, the door opened, and Asai was about to descend the stairs with the last of his things.

Although the thing is not heavy, it is very obstructive to the view, so Asai subconsciously stretched out his hand to Naoki Natsume.

Naoki Natsume also naturally took her little hand and helped her down the steps to prevent her from stepping on the air all of a sudden.

So, let's give my righteous son who has been ignorant and arrogant for just two months in love a little cohabitation shock!

Kitahara Hayato's eyes widened!

Those who have never been in a relationship may have no concept, but those who are in love know how intimate they must be to do something......

Could it be that he has become a god?!

No, no, no, what about the senior sister?!

Senior Hui also said that the senior sister should like Naoki......

On the way back, Kitahara Hayato's brain was about to burn, and he didn't understand what the relationship between Naoki Natsume and these two people was.

That night, Shinjuku, Tokyo, a small two-story building on the banks of the Kanda River in Tsurumaki-cho.

After eating, nesting on the sofa and watching a late-night variety show, Naoki Natsume, who was working in the boat, decided to sleep.

He yawned, looked at the girl who was making noise in the cat nest, and looked at the shallow well in the kitchen washing dishes, and suddenly there was a little trance.

Is marriage really the grave of love?

At this moment, he had the idea of getting married.

Two people in one room, three meals and four seasons.

And maybe cats and dogs.

Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are traces of our life at home, you have me in your life, and my life is inseparable from you.

We are two complementary pieces of the puzzle, and together we are happy.

Why did such a life become a grave?

It's just put together, not two pieces of the puzzle that fit!

Naoki Natsume began to rejoice when he thought of this.

I am glad that I have encountered my own puzzle pieces since I was a child, the edges and corners are tightly knit, and I tolerate and respect each other.

Others spend their entire lives on the road to find it.

Some people find it and become happy.

Some people will be on the way, and after many years they will start to get lost.

Others stood alone under the street lamps, watching the other travelers on the road, hiding their gaps and bulges, and silent.

You can't point out the feelings of others, but at least go to the end of the road and don't regret missing someone!

Please believe that there will always be a person who will make you feel that the world is worth it.

Believe that love is the beginning of a lifelong romance.

In a groggy state, Naoki Natsume squinted on the sofa for a moment.

When he woke up again, Asai had already arrived in the living room with a plate of sliced apples and placed them in front of him, with toothpicks carefully inserted on them.

"What are you thinking?" She sat down next to Naoki Natsume and shook her dry but still slightly damp hair, "If you're sleepy, eat some fruit and go to sleep." I'll get you the stuff you need to go back to school tomorrow and go up too. ”

Naoki Natsume smelled the fragrance in her hair, buried her head in her neck and closed her eyes and muttered, "It's nothing, not so sleepy." Accompany you upstairs...... Why do you still peel apples? It's a lot of time, and I'm not pampered and can't get used to eating apple peels. ”

As he spoke, he pinched the toothpick on the plate and inserted an apple, but handed it to Asai first.

Asai shook his head, but he couldn't help it, so he had to lightly open his lips and bite the apple.

"It didn't take long, just two minutes." She can't clear the lake.

Naoki Natsume smiled and ate a piece too, the apple was sweet and refreshing, and it was delicious.

After Asai swallowed it, he said softly, "I hope I will peel apples for you when my hair is gray, and then if you ask me again, I can calmly say the sentence 'It won't take long, it's just a lifetime'." ”

She looked into his eyes, calm, gentle but hot, full of hope and love.

"So for the rest of your life, let me fill it up in two minutes one by one...... Please advise me for the rest of my life. ”

It turned out that he was not the only one who had the idea of getting married.

It turns out that wanting to buy a house is not a whim.

It turned out that she was full of longing and lonely courage in the past ten years.

Suddenly, Naoki Natsume felt that the apple that turned into juice in his mouth flowed in his heart, gentle, subtle, and beautiful.

From the heart overflowing the corner of the eye.