Kyosuke Hojo re-entered the classroom of the Ministry of Service, and the two of them ran away without looking back, seemingly impatient for the second women's clothing. Perhaps being liked by a good brother, and then rejecting the other party in person, is also a wonderful experience for him.

Although it is ashamed to even speak out now, in a few years, when everyone has a son or even a grandson, and then suddenly talk about it, the three old men may be able to burst out with the vitality of their youth, and stage a battle of life and death, the old lady can't help but laugh and persuade him, and the little grandson shouts loudly to cheer.

Of course, the premise is that this crisis can be successfully overcome and the friendship can continue.

Kyosuke Hojo ignored the two happy fools, but looked at the very abnormal snow and wanted to know what the other party was going to say.

And under the snow, he was a little flustered and avoided the sight of the boy opposite, and looked at Sakura Yamauchi and Nishinomiya Glass next to him.

"Do you need a two-person world? Let's get out right away! Sakura said happily.

"It's not!" Under the snow, he immediately denied, then lowered his head and looked at the schoolbag on the side.

Looking at the bulging schoolbag, the girl's thoughts began to drift away.

……

"Koyukino, I think this seems to be the first time you've received a gift from a friend, right?"

Under the snow, he didn't speak, just raised his head slightly to look at the number of floors on the elevator, which was constantly changing.

"No, no, no, I think about it, last time, it seems like it was a gift from Hayato."

He didn't say anything under the snow, but his hand holding the paper bag became harder, as if the souvenir that Kyosuke Hojo had given wholesale in the bag suddenly became ten times heavier.

"It's so strange, I remember this thing, but I can't remember what Hayato gave you, it's so strange, did I drink too much and my head became sluggish?"

Under the snow, Yono stepped forward and poked her head over her sister's shoulder, her nose almost touching the white face.

"So am I misremembering? Or is it because it was a gift that only Koyukino received, so I have no memory at all? Now, Xiao Xuenai, tell me. ”

The smell of alcohol was sprayed on the face under the snow, and even those who didn't drink alcohol at all would feel good when they smelled the clear sake, but it was clear that the smell of the liquor in the mouth for a while was definitely unpleasant.

So the girl frowned and turned her face away, but surprisingly did not move her steps to avoid it.

"Ah~~~ It's so cold, Xiao Xuenai, if you are treated like this, your lovely sister will be very sad~ It's really sad, I feel like I'm going to die soon~"

Yang Nai doesn't look like an adult woman at all.,Whether it's a flushed face or a coquettish tone, it's a drunken stupid.。

"Huh-"

Although Xuexia wanted to ignore her sister's coquettishness and age, she couldn't help but soften when she heard that. She exhaled heavily, as if she had tightened her lungs like a towel, and exhaled all her breath.

"It was the summer vacation of the first grade, when the two families went on vacation together in Shonan, and he made a wreath out of flowers picked from the garden."

The girl's voice was a little cold, as if an intelligent computer was reading aloud information from a database.

"Ah, that's great, it should be the happiest thing for a girl to receive flowers, right?"

Yono put her head on her sister's thin shoulder and whispered, her voice full of longing. Hearing such a beautiful big sister say such a thing, I thought that no matter who I was, I would immediately empty my wallet and give him the most gorgeous flowers. If you don't have money, you may break your head with one shot, and you may not be able to send a bloody flower.

Then the black straight girl just sighed again when she heard this, her expression became more and more cold, and her voice was cold without any emotion:

"The wreath was for my sister, and I received a bitter horsetail."

"Huh? When Hayato was so cute, was there? I really miss him, he was much more interesting back then than he is now. ”

Yang Nai straightened his head, put his hands in his pockets, and twisted his upper body from side to side. It's as if the person who envied the garland just now wasn't her.

The snow bit her lower lip and pursed her lips, and the hand holding the paper bag worked harder, and the delicate phalanges seemed to accentuate the white and transparent skin.

My sister has always been like this, what others have worked hard to get, she can easily do, and then throw it aside like garbage. In a conversation like this, she couldn't tell if her sister had really forgotten or if she was just saying that just to play tricks on herself.

She hated this kind of behavior, she hated such a sister.

What she didn't say was that Hayato Hayato hadn't prepared a gift for her at all at first.

Throughout the afternoon, Hayama Hayato braved the scorching sun to pick flowers, and each flower was carefully selected by him to select the most suitable flower to make a wreath, and the garden floor was full of unsatisfactory flowers that he had discarded.

And the little yellow flower I received, the one that can be seen everywhere, and the bitter herb that can be stepped on more than five in one foot are not really given by others.

Hayato, whose hair was soaked with sweat and a face full of excitement and anticipation, handed his sister to his sister with a garland in both hands, and when her sister was sitting in the air-conditioned living room watching TV, when she casually took the garland and put it on her head, and casually asked "Is it good-looking?", the boy whose clothes were all soaked in sweat was so excited that he couldn't even speak, and his expression was as excited as a monkey who was invited by Adam to board Noah's Ark.

"Where's Yukino's?" This was the second sentence that my sister spoke, and the wreath had been placed casually on the glass coffee table.

The Hayama Hayato seemed to have crossed over to the South Pole all of a sudden, and the extreme heat and cold constriction made his expression instantly panic.

Really, I don't really care at all......

"I, I'll go right away!"

The monkey, who had just been invited to board Noah's Ark but spoke sarcastically because he didn't trust Noah, desperately tried to remedy it when the flood came.

But Yono didn't even look at him, just pulled his sister to his side, and gently brushed away the sweaty hair on her forehead.

"It's pitiful, Yukino-chan."

My sister said so.

"Nothing, I don't care."

She responded.

Then Hayato Hayato rushed out of the living room, and his sister picked up the phone on the table and invited the housekeeper, Mr. Yamada, over.

"Pick all the flowers in the garden and fill the pool with petals." My sister said this sentence as if announcing what she wanted to eat at night.

Yamada's housekeeper was a little embarrassed because his mother had always been in charge of the garden.

"Moximoxi, Mom? Nothing happened, just wanted to change the flowers in the garden. Reason? It's always been boring to change those kinds of flowers, so how many times a year will you change them?"

The elder sister easily persuaded her mother, not only solved the housekeeper's troubles, but also directly replaced the garden that she thought made her sad.

The flowers at home can't even cover the water surface, not to mention filling the pool, so my sister pulled herself and knocked on the door of Sister Akashi's house next door. It was a famous writer, and every morning I would see her sitting in the cloister in the backyard smelling the flowers and writing. Her husband would help her make tea, then sit with a yellow cat in his arms and watch her write.

The two would occasionally raise their heads and glance at each other, and then the cat would quickly jump from Mr. Akashi's knees to the table, take graceful steps, avoid the teapot, paper and pen on the table, and then lightly and gently leap into Akashi's sister's arms, meekly raising its head and meowing for petting.

When Sister Akashi has rested enough, she will return the cat to Mr. Akashi and continue writing.

A beautiful garden full of life, a steaming glass teapot, a well-behaved and fat cat, and a loving couple bathing in the morning light......

The dreamlike picture is deeply imprinted in Xiaoxue's mind, and it has become one of the motivations for her to accompany her parents on vacation every year. Even just looking at Akashi's sister and her husband from afar made her feel extremely happy.

So, that's rude, isn't it? There's no need to do this for yourself, that's what Snow Underneath thinks.

"Huh? It's for myself, it's what I want to do, that's all~" My sister replied to herself.

Yes, yes...... It turns out that my sister didn't do that for herself?

Even the strict mother was persuaded by her sister, let alone Sister Akashi, who laughed so gently. After my sister unceremoniously hugged Sister Akashi's arm, it took less than three minutes to convince the other party. Since she was a child, her social skills have been so great. Soon Sister Akashi came to the pool to play with her sister and herself, and the petals of the two gardens completely covered the water surface.

The warm petals are sucked tightly against the skin by the cool water, and the summer heat seems to disappear in an instant.

In fact, until now when I recall this incident, I still don't know that my sister will say that she wanted to do it herself, whether it was her sincerity or to maintain her self-esteem when she was a child.

In short, neither Mom nor Dad or Sister Akashi came home at night knew that the reason why all the flowers in the two gardens were plucked was because they did not receive gifts.

They only knew that it was a whim under the snow.

The only thing he knew was Hayama Hayato, who hurriedly ran outside and picked a small yellow flower in the corner of the wall, and himself.

The monkey, who was punished for not being able to board Noah's Ark, did not even have the courage to run to the garden and pick up a flower that he had thrown down.

"It's so boring~~" Yono muttered under the snow, stepped forward and began to press the button of the elevator non-stop.

"Sister, don't be like a child."

Under the snow, he pulled his sister's sleeve and said embarrassedly.

"Yes, Xiao Xue Nai, you are becoming more and more like your mother."

Yono muttered, his hands behind his back and his head tilted up to look at the elevator. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly because he heard his sister's gentle tone.

Xiaoxue is so cute~~

The elevator finally came down, and out came a woman in a fur-collared coat, with good looks and temperament. I had met each other a few times under the snow, and it was her upstairs resident, Mrs. Koyanagi, who had been visited by her mother when she first moved in.

So she smiled and nodded, and Mrs. Koyanagi responded with a smile. Then she saw her sister raise her hand warmly and greeted happily.

"Miss Koyanagi?"

"Huh? Miss Yono? It's been a long time. Mrs. Koyanagi also responded enthusiastically, completely different from the look she had when she nodded her head in response to the snow.

"Because the school is so tight, I don't have much time to play."

"Oh, college students......"

"Actually, there isn't much going on, it's just ......"

I walked into the elevator under the snow, and then I saw Mrs. Koyanagi, who had just come to the first floor, also walked into the elevator in order to chat with her sister for a while.

"Then I'll send you a message in advance next time we have a party."

Mrs. Koyanagi, who walked into the elevator again, was still talking to Yono under the snow a second before the elevator door closed.

"Uh-huh."

Yono's smile disappeared the moment the elevator door closed, and the three words "It's boring" were clearly seen on his sister's face under the snow.

Entering the apartment, he bent down and put his sister's shoes in order. Ignoring it under the snow is already like a cat...... No, how can my sister be like a cat? Sorry for my cute cat. Ignoring her sister, who was already sleeping on the couch like a caterpillar, she went straight to the bathroom to take a shower.

"When you receive a gift from someone else, remember to return the favor, Yukino-chan."

Hearing the voice, Xue Xia turned his head, but he couldn't see the person who spoke, only the back of the sofa.

"This kind of thing, you don't need to say it, I will do it too."

Why does this man think that he does not even know the basic rules of society?

"Oh~~ So you know, then I'm relieved, I thought you never received a gift so I don't know this."

Under the snow, he gritted his teeth and did not speak.

"After all, you didn't return the gift for the little yellow flower that Hayato gave you."

……

Sure enough, my sister remembered the incident! That's what she said on purpose! You shouldn't be soft-hearted, or you've been deceived.

It's too bad, compared to the demon-like sister, the cat is simply a gentle god.

“…… That's different. ”

The gift from Hayato Hayato was just given to him at the request of his sister, not to mention that it contained his heart and blessings, and it wasn't even a gift at all!

"Oh~~"

With that meaningful long sound, under the snow I saw my sister sitting up and lying on the back of the sofa.

"So there's a difference between a gift and a gift?"

The hated people say the nasty things, and since people are different, then of course the gifts they give are different!

There was no response under the snow, and he walked back to the room with his head down.

Yono looked at his sister's back, squinted his eyes and smiled, this smile did not contain any bad taste, but was full of the tenderness of a big sister. It's a pity that she never saw it under the snow, or maybe she never saw it.

If Kyosuke Hojo were here, he would tell Yukishita that this is the true face of a cat, that when you ignore her, she will tease you in every way to attract your attention, and when you get angry or want to play with her, she will walk away as if nothing had happened, and the cycle repeats.

Under the snow, Yang Nai is the cat that is most like a cat. Unpredictable like a cat, neurotic like a cat, and a hand like a cat......

"I'm going to rest."

When I walked out of the bathroom, I said to my sister under the snow, who was already wearing pajamas.

"Huh? It's still so early, a rare weekend, spend more time with your lovely sister~~ It will be very lonely for people to stay alone in such a big and empty house~~"

Although there was a sofa back in the way, under the snow, I still saw my sister's slender and white calves on the armrest of the sofa constantly beating to express dissatisfaction.

Really, like a child.

It's because you're here that I want to rest early, thinking so, I walked to the sofa while wiping my hair under the snow.

She sat on another sofa, the TV was playing a singing show she hadn't watched, and her sister had finished taking a shower in another room, her hair wrapped in a towel and tied a big bow, and she was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of shorts, revealing a pair of white and full long legs.

Really, wearing so little and turning on the air conditioner so much.

Sighing, she picked up the remote control and turned the temperature up a bit.

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