"You dead boy, you can't get up yet!" Jovini knocked Lu Mingfei quickly,

"Are you wood, go and send it to Xiaoxiao!"

"Uh-oh." Lu Mingfei hurriedly stood up and asked at the same time, "Mom, what is the relationship between the two of you, even Xiaoqiao has been called, she is my classmate, not your classmate." ”

"At least she's more intimate than her son, go quickly!" Giovanni kicked Lu Mingfei in the ass and pushed him out.

“？？？”

"No, what's this? Why is she more intimate than me? I'm your own, right?! Lu Mingfei hurriedly trotted out in slippers.

...

...

Dongdong.

The car window was knocked on, and Su Xiaoqiao, who was immersed in the pages and maple leaves, was brought back to reality.

She turned her head to look.

Outside the car window is Lu Mingfei.

The dog's head was leaning against the window glass and looking in.

He even sighed in the window and wiped his sleeve to try to get a good look inside.

Su Xiaoqiao was amused by his stupid appearance for no reason, and tears fell to the ground uncontrollably.

She quickly closed the notepad and put it back in the storage box.

Then he took out two pieces of paper, gently wiped away the tears on his face and the mist in his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"What are you doing?" Su Xiaoqiao opened the window, looked at Lu Mingfei and asked.

"I'm going to see you off." Lu Mingfei said, "Look, I was kicked out before I even put on my shoes." ”

As he spoke, Lu Mingfei pointed to the slippers he was wearing backwards.

"Oh, I see, I'm leaving." Su Xiaoqiao said and started the car.

"Huh!" Lu Mingfei hurriedly stopped Su Xiaoqiao from closing the window and said to her, "Thank you." ”

"Thanks for what?" Su Xiaoqiao was stunned for a moment.

"My mother's business, thank you very much for your hard work this year." Lu Mingfei said.

"Oh, it's okay, if it's okay, I'm really leaving." Su Xiaoqiao said.

"And ......" Lu Mingfei scratched his head and said softly, "That's something, I'm sorry, I just don't want to put you in danger......"

Lu Mingfei had to admit that some people are really born smart.

For example, Su Xiaoqiao.

Perhaps someone as smart as her had known that one day she would be hypnotized again, so she had been prepared for it.

"Hmm." Su Xiaoqiao replied softly, and the mist in his eyes seemed to be overflowing uncontrollably.

"I forgive you." She took a breath and said in a choked voice.

"Su Xiaoqiao," Lu Mingfei opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Su Xiaoqiao.

She took off the baseball cap she was wearing and turned her head to look at Lu Mingfei.

She permed her light curls, the ends of which were a little blonde, and a bun fell from behind her ears to her chest.

Su Xiaoqiao was already very good-looking, and in high school, she was recognized as the third class flower with Chen Wenwen and Liu Miaomiao.

After she permed her curly hair, she had a different kind of beauty.

"Lu Mingfei." She said to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was stunned, "What's wrong?" ”

"Do what you want to do, meet the people you want to meet." Su Xiaoqiao said.

After saying that, the car slowly drove out.

Su Xiaoqiao knew that Lu Mingfei still had the people he wanted to see that he hadn't seen.

At Lu Mingfei's funeral, she saw the girl in the witch costume, and her sadness and sadness were no less than anyone else's.

She was also afraid that if she stopped again, the mist in her eyes would be uncontrollable.

"Hey, Su Xiaoqiao, can you listen to me finish speaking!" Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a little distressed and shouted in the back.

Su Xiaoxiao's hand stretched out from the car and waved, she was so free and easy, and so smart and stubborn, "Lu Mingfei, there are some things to say when you think clearly." ”

She's always there.

She didn't need anyone's momentary pity, and she was even more afraid that she would be unable to help but hug this boy.

She also has her own pride.

Because her name is Su Xiaoqiao.

...

...

"Eri!"

"Eri!"

"Go play, go play!"

Tokyo, Japan, Genji Heavy Industries.

In the room, parrots fluttered their wings and flew around the room, constantly calling.

The walls of the room are plastered with photographs.

There is a photo of Eri and Lu Mingfei in the Sky Tree in Tokyo, at that time, Eri was still a girl who had never seen the world, she didn't understand anything, and her movements were clumsy compared to scissor hands.

There are also photos taken by Lu Mingfei on the light rail, and photos of watching New Year's fireworks on the rooftop.

There are photos of barbecue camping on Mt. Takao, photos of Chinese New Year together, photos of the palace tower in Russia Zero.

She kept all these photos, like beautiful paintings.

Eri sits at her desk and slams the extra photos into the album.

There is a pink notepad on the desk.

The colors of the world are bright, so Eri prefers bright colors.

The parrot, which was tired from fluttering in the room, landed on the desk, stepped on Eri's notepad, tilted her head, and looked at Eri with black bean-like eyes, "Go play?" ”

"Go away!" Eri pushed the parrot standing on the notepad away, and the parrot fluttered its wings and landed on Eri's shoulder.

Eri Yi took the pen and wrote a line on the notepad, [The 368th day of thinking about Lujun]

This is what Eri does every day.

The parrot stood quietly on her shoulder and watched her write.

According to the time and original plan, in the past year, Erika should be in the first grade in Kassel, and when the school year starts in September this year, she will be in the second grade.

But so much has happened in the past year.

Eri had followed Natsumi to the Land of the Dead many times, but she didn't find anything.

Norton, whose alchemy is at its peak enough to refine the souls of the dead, can't do it.

Because none of them could find a soul that belonged to Lu Mingfei, not even Ella could stop that kind of demise.

Lu Mingfei's soul really escaped, and it was a real complete death.

Eri put down her pen and looked at the photos with her fingers, and a mist appeared in her ruby eyes.

Some people say that time is the best medicine, which can make people forget sadness, sadness and pain.

But for Eri, time is like a catalyst.

The more time passes, the more profound it becomes.

Feelings are like making wine, the more time passes, the more mellow it becomes, and the deeper the longing becomes.

I can't linger or forget, but I miss it more and more.

Every time she looked at the photo in her hand, she couldn't help but think of the boy's smile in her sight.

It's so warm, it's so good.

The person you miss the most in your memory, where are you now?

Eri wiped away her tears, tidied up the things on the desk and walked out.

Outside, the crow looked at the back of Eriyi, and immediately followed behind him from a distance, and at the same time picked up his mobile phone to report to Yuan Zhisheng in real time, "Patriarch, Miss is going out again!" ”

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"It's okay, you don't have to follow Eri Yi in the future, let her be quiet alone, if she wants to do something, you can't stop her." In the office, Yuan Zhisheng said with a sigh.

He now hates the one named Lu Mingfei to death.

said that he would die if he died, and his sister became more and more emaciated, and he didn't think about tea and dinner.

When Eri locked herself in the room alone for three months without eating or drinking, she was so frightened that she was so nervous that she kept running to her door all day long, no matter how much she persuaded her, it didn't work.

Even Ruri Kazama came to visit her from time to time.

Gen Zhisheng, Ruri Kazama, and Kamekoshi, the three fathers and sons, also rarely got together without quarreling.

At that time, Eri looked like she was once locked in a room as a weapon.

It's just that before, she was forced to be locked in her room, but she didn't want to sneak away from home to see the outside world all the time.

And this time, she took the initiative to lock herself in her room.

Looking at the declining state of Eri Yi, Yuan Zhisheng, the more the shirt, and Ruri Kazama probably deeply felt what it means to be like a dead heart.

That word is so apt when it is placed on Eri Yi.

The light in her bright, ruby-like eyes seemed to have vanished.

If it weren't for Eri Yi's bloodline being high enough to not eat or drink for three months, the three of Yuan Zhisheng's father and son would have broken into the door long ago.

It wasn't until a woman named Ella came over that Erika gradually went out.

Her daily trajectory is fixed.

It's like a machine that executes a fixed order, or an ascetic nun doing the same thing every day.

That is, to follow the trajectory that has been taken, and to walk it again.

Yuan Zhisheng and the shirt are more distressed, but there is no way.

But Eri is finally willing to go out.

Her complexion gradually improved.

At first, Genjisheng was worried about whether Eri would do something unpredictable, but later found out that it was all too much for him.

Eri has really grown a lot.

She has her own mind, her own feelings, and she knows what she's doing.

Listening to Gen Zhisheng's instructions, Sakura, who was standing next to Gen Zhisheng and wearing a professional skirt, pushed her glasses and said to Gen Zhisheng, "But Kaguya Ji has sent news that Miss has booked a ticket to China. ”

"What?" Gen Zhisheng and Shang Shirt Yue stood up together, "What is she doing in China?" ”

"I should be going to pay tribute to Mr. Lu." Sakura said, "Mr. Lu's death day has arrived. ”

"Hurry up, what are you waiting for, let's hurry up and book a ticket!" The shirt urged on the side.

Sakura looked at Gen Zhisheng, and Gen Zhisheng nodded, "Book a ticket, we have to watch her." ”

Eri Yi is going far away this time!

"Let's go to the airport and wait first, so that Erika doesn't find out." Kamikoshi proposed.

...

...

Eri is out of Genji Heavy Industries, and outside is the crossroads.

Eri stood in front of the crossroads, looking at the surging crowds, and was a little dazed for a while.

She remembers that it was here that she met the boy.

When she was helpless, when she was confused, when she didn't know which direction to go, the boy stretched out his hand and said to her, "If you don't leave, it's going to be a red light." ”

Looking at the boy's outstretched hand, she was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously stretched out her hand.

So the boy ran and ran with her.

In fact, at that time, the world in her eyes became the background of Mohu, and only the boy who pulled her to run was clear.

"Eri, go play, have fun!" The parrot flew up from Eri's shoulder and shouted around her.

The sun shone with a silvery white sheen, and the silver threads swayed behind her, and the woman in the white priest's robe stood beside Eri and gently touched her head.

"Where do you say he is?"

"Is he not coming back?"

"If I hadn't gone with him and left home, wouldn't he have died?" Eri's ruby eyes were misty.

Ella gently held her in her arms and gently stroked her long dark red hair, "Even if you don't go home, he'll look for you, silly boy." ”

"Remember, child, he just wants you to live, live well, this is his wish."

"You're his girl." Ella whispered.

She took Eri's hand and led her away.

"Where are we going? The plane is at ten o'clock tonight. Eri asked.

Because Ella was pulling her in the direction of not the airport.

"Pray." Ella said.

"Huh? Wish? Eri was stunned for a moment.

"Hmm." Ella's replies were always so mediocre.

She probably understood some human feelings.

Human beings are too weak, both physically and emotionally, so they pray for a better tomorrow, whether it is useful or not, it seems to be a kind of spiritual comfort for them.

That comfort gives them the strength to go on.

Eri was not born to be a dragon king.

Even though she has been promoted to the Dragon King at this moment, she holds the authority of all the elements.

But in the end, she is still dominated by human feelings.

Lu Mingfei has had too deep an impact on her, and it has been deeply imprinted in her life.

Even though she has combined with her Holy Relics and Infant to become a true god, Eri still has the innocence of a human girl.

Ella took her to Meiji Jingu.

At this time, Meiji Jingu is crowded.

Tonight at Meiji Jingu Gaien, one of the most popular fireworks festivals among young people in Japan will be held.

The spark festival is a symbol of summer in Japan, and it also represents the hope and yearning of young people for the future.

They will let go of their exhaustion on this day.

Because the fireworks festival in the outer garden has not yet begun, the Ema promenade in the Meiji Jingu Shrine is crowded with people at the moment.

Threes, threes, twos and twos huddled together.

With longing on their faces, they write their wishes on the ema, and when their wishes come true, they will come back to fulfill their wishes.

It is a scenery unique to Japan and a form of wishing for Japanese people.

Ella handed Eri a wooden sign with exquisite workmanship, which was Ema.

People write their wishes on the ema and hang it in the shrine or on the prayer tree.

"You can write your wishes on it." Ella said.

Eri took Ema and looked at the people in the shrine who wrote their wishes on Ema, and her mood seemed to be infected by the atmosphere here.

"Will it be useful?" Eri asked.

Although Eri knew that it might not be useful, she asked anyway.

Ella knew it wasn't working, but she said, "You can try." ”

"Hmm." Eri lowered her head and began to write.

Before going to see the boy, pray for the boy as well.

Eri wrote, and Ella watched.

When Eri finished writing and put down the pen, she leaned over with one head and asked curiously, "What did you write, let me see it?" ”

"Don't, it won't work if you see it!" Eri subconsciously refused.

"Can't you just look at it? Just take a look! The voice continued, with some perseverance.

"No...... Huh?! Eri Yi said, suddenly stunned, and the whole person was stunned.

The voice......

She froze and turned her head slowly, only to see a boy holding a bouquet of flowers, curiously trying to see Ema she was hiding.

The boy saw Eri looking over, so he handed the flower to the girl, "I'm late, because I don't know what to buy, um, so I bought the flower, and I don't know if you like it or not." ”