The breeze that blew across his face brought the freshness of the night to a small bump on Sakura's snow-white neck in Yamauchi.

Kyosuke Hojo took the phone from her hand, wrapped the two of them in a blanket again, and then spoke:

"It's late, it's almost time to ......"

"People are actually very similar to swords." Sakura said softly.

Well? This is because the moonlight is too good, so you want to talk about the top of the sword and the forbidden city? So it's time to finish what you love to do at night and go to sleep, go to sleep with a full sense of joy, and continue to enjoy the aftertaste.

But Kyosuke Hojo has always been lazy, and it is also a wonderful pleasure to let his mind fly freely. Unlike when he skipped class in high school to deal with business, he actually skipped two classes from time to time when he was in middle school. It's not about going home to sleep, it's not about wandering around the city, it's just about finding a piece of grass in the school and lying down.

Looking at the blue and clear sky, listening to the sound of reading in my ears from time to time, smelling the unique fragrance of grass, untying the reins of thought, and beginning to wander endlessly.

What seems like a meaningless activity is actually a great enjoyment, and it feels like it can make the exhaustion disappear in just a moment.

Of course, it would be even better if you were holding a beautiful girl who could understand herself wholeheartedly in her arms at this time.

Feeling the faint coolness on his face, Kyosuke Hojo didn't have to think about it to know the meaning of Sakura's words.

Day and night, warm and cold, the person who experiences this is cold like the quenching and tempering of a cold weapon. That's probably what Sakura meant.

"What we experience during the day will cool down at night and become food for our growth. The cycle goes on and on, and it becomes more and more tenacious until it becomes a qualified sword. ”

Sakura said softly.

Her words seemed to be unfinished, omitting a lot of content.

Kyosuke Hojo was thinking about what Sakurara didn't say, when he heard her say with a grin:

"Is Kyosuke wondering what I mean?"

"Not really, I'm just thinking about what posture I'm going to use next time to temper you."

"Huh!? Why, I've already thought of a very handsome sentence ready to say! Sakura muttered.

"What?"

"If you think that every word I say has a deep meaning, you are very wrong!"

Sakura raised her little face and showed her usual smile, cute and playful, like a heartless child.

"I know."

Kyosuke Hojo replied softly, of course he knew that Sakura was a genius who could talk nonsense about a pot of flowers for two hours.

However, as long as you say it, I can't help but want to write her down and relive it over and over again.

"Hehe~~ But I can't say for sure, after all, I'm a genius, and I can't understand what I say many times." Sakura laughed again and retorted to himself two seconds ago.

Listening to the crisp laughter, Hojo Kyosuke felt that if life was really the process of refining the sword, then Sakura's laughter must be an indispensable additive to ensure that the sword would not break and be scrapped.

After laughing to himself for a while, Sakura seemed to be tired from looking up, so he lazily leaned on Kyosuke Hojo's chest again, his eyes moving forward.

"I'm all thankful for the cherry blossoms."

She looked at the cherry blossom tree in the lower left corner of the garden, which, according to the famous "Yamauchi Sakura Theory", would sprout in the fourth month after they had withered, and then wait for the following spring. Therefore, the cherry blossom trees now have only a thin layer of moonlight except for the withered brown branches, and they are bare and have no beauty.

"After all, it's almost Golden Week." Kyosuke Hojo replied.

The Edo Higan cherry tree at home is already a late-blooming variety, and since it is hidden in the garden and not exposed to the wind, the flowering period is long enough compared to the cherry blossoms in other places.

"It's a pity, I really want Celti to see it."

Sakura let out a sigh, and countless images appeared in his head. The first birthday after moving into Ruyiliao, it was the first time everyone gathered in Ruyiliao, eating the sushi brought by Miki, listening to the bickering of Yingli and Shiyu, and watching the greedy ghost Kyosuke at a loss.

Then it was the first time that Xiaoyukino and Megumi came to Ruyiliao, and the real sea bream was so delicious. It was just when the cherry blossoms began to fall, and I felt that the hot pot was dyed with the aroma of cherry blossoms.

"Time is a magical thing, and the next time you have this idea, you will find that the cherry blossoms are already in full bloom again."

Kyosuke Hojo said with a smile, even more so for Celti. Her sense of time should be different from that of herself and others, and she has fully felt this when they met. Two years have passed, and she has not changed at all.

"The more beautiful the cherry blossoms in my memory, the more lonely they will feel after they fade."

Under the blanket, Sakura held Kyosuke Hojo's hand and sighed softly.

Kyosuke Hojo was silent, cherry blossom festival, summer festival, fireworks festival......

Good things are always fleeting, and the more the beauty of that moment leaves a mark in the depths of the soul, the more sad she will be after she disappears, and the more she can feel the beauty of things. This is the aesthetics of mourning advocated by Neon.

However, he doesn't like this aesthetic, and as a person who finds something delicious to eat all the time, he doesn't advocate this kind of distorted thing.

"It's going to be on again next year, and it's going to be even more spectacular than this year's. It will bloom next year, every year, and even if you get tired of seeing it, the cherry blossoms will continue to bloom.

It's not something that makes people feel lonely, but on the contrary, don't you feel relieved to see such beautiful cherry blossoms every year? ”

Kyosuke Hojo in turn shook Sakura's hand, and this was his answer.

The so-called companionship, the so-called novelty, is not to do the same thing with different people, but to do the same thing with the same person at different times.

"It's my Kyosuke."

Listening to the firm words, Sakura turned her head and kissed Kyosuke's face gently.

"It's so strange, the loneliness disappeared in an instant~~" She said with some exaggeration.

Kyosuke Hojo tapped Sakura's head with his chin and said with some disgust:

"It's strange enough to dare to think cranky with me!"

"Hehe, it seems like this~" Sakura stuck out her tongue, her eyes still fixed on the cherry blossom tree.

It's with Kyosuke.,That's why I'm afraid of loneliness.

"I can see it a few more times." She asked softly.

"At least 84 times." Kyosuke Hojo replied without thinking.

"Huh? Can it be so accurate? Sakura Yamauchi was stunned for a moment, and then came up with an answer without waiting for Kyosuke to speak.

"100 years old, what a great goal. Kyosuke is really a long-term person. She nodded heavily.

"Of course!"

Someone rightly said that it had always been his dream to live to be 100 years old. Originally, he thought that it would be enough to live until he was dizzy and couldn't live on his own.,But now that he's given the gift of the three leaves.,He can stay in the best condition until he dies.,Of course, it's how long he can live.。

"Then I'll just have to watch it 83 times." Sakura said.

"Huh?"

"Because the world would be lonely without Kyosuke, so please, you must live longer than me."

She said with a smile.

"That's not good, if there are no cherry blossoms, spring will be very lonely." Kyosuke Hojo immediately dismissed it.

"That's not right~"

Sakura said seriously:

"Cherry blossoms are flowers that only bloom in spring, but spring doesn't just come when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. While the cherry blossoms are gathering strength and waiting for the next time spring comes, spring will still be in other places, bringing warmth to other flowers. ”

Classic Yamauchi Sakura-style sophistry.

……

Kyosuke Hojo didn't speak for a while, but clenched his two small hands and frowned at the bare cherry blossom trees in the courtyard.

Something is wrong, although there will always be a hollow in the heart after the passion, but Sakura, the sage, has lasted too long.

According to her character, the words she will say at this time should be "Na, Kyosuke, let's catch the spring and let the cherry blossoms bloom all year round", and then Kyosuke Hojo translated this whimsical words into "Let's build a botanical garden, use the power of technology to trick the cherry blossom trees and create four springs".

It's not unachievable, and it's in line with Kyosuke Hojo's outrageous character.

The same is true for the fireworks festival, he is not without money, since the fireworks are good-looking, he will put them every day, or simply move directly to Nagaoka City, and he will see a three-foot jade in three days, and he will spit it out directly.

Although it sounds outrageous, such a wayward thing is indeed something that Kyosuke Hojo and Sakura Yamauchi would do.

When Kyosuke Hojo was silent, Sakura Yamauchi didn't speak.

The girl's eyes, as bright and beautiful as amber, were surprisingly quiet, and she didn't keep looking around as usual. It's as calm as a lake, as if it hides endless thoughts.

Both of them quietly looked at the unbeautiful cherry blossom tree, each immersed in their inner world, thinking about themselves and him/her.

After a long time, Kyosuke Hojo heard the sound of long, steady breathing coming from his arms.

When I lowered my head, I saw a quiet sleeping face.

The long and thick eyelashes are as quiet as a forest at night, and the eyelids do not move, and they do not keep turning.

Although he had only been deceived once, he still believed that Sakura had fallen asleep.

He sighed and cleared the chaotic thoughts out of his body.

He adjusted his posture, picked up Sakura with a blanket, and walked cautiously upstairs.

The door didn't close, and it opened with a kick of your toes.

The lights weren't turned on, and although Sakura's sleep was always good, he wanted to avoid anything that might wake her up.

Everything in this room was designed by him and Sakurara together, and he could find where the bed was even with his eyes closed.

Lifting the quilt, Sakura, like him, felt that it was a stupid thing to fold the quilt in the morning and shake it off at night. So their quilts are always spread flat on the bed. Of course, this is the right of people who have a large spacious room and do not use tatami mats.

He didn't put Sakura directly on the bed, but lay on the bed with the girl in his arms.

The movement gently moved the girl's head to the pillow, but she had always slept well, but she seemed to be frightened, and the small hand that was attached to the upper body of Kyosuke Hojo grabbed his clothes tightly.

Kyosuke Hojo then moved more and more carefully, allowing Sakura to pull on his clothes, and leaning on the same pillow with her.

Sakurara's bed is not full of dolls like Eiri's, but it has a lot of pillows.

In addition to the one with her head resting, there was also one leaning on top of her head, because when she was a child, she often bumped into the head of the bed in excitement while dreaming. There is also a slightly chubby pillow on the left and right sides, and she always rests her forehead against the pillow when she sleeps alone.

Just like a kitten, you have to rub on something to sleep soundly.

As Kyosuke Hojo fell asleep together, the frowning brow of the girl who had just been almost awakened stretched out again, but the little hand was still tightly gripping Kyosuke Hojo's shirt.

Leaning sideways, Kyosuke Hojo stared at Sakura's familiar sleeping face in the moonlight.

Pretending to sleep is a game that the two often play, but he is always the one who wins, because every time Sakura kicks open his door in the middle of the night, he always listens to the story and hears that his eyelids can't hold it anymore before he falls asleep. So he has always been a loser, so it has always been his exclusive right to enjoy each other's sleeping faces in the silent moonlight.

As for him, after being woken up from a dream, his sleepy brain will gradually wake up as he keeps telling stories to Sakura. When the little girl has fallen asleep, he will continue to diverge his thoughts with the story he has just made.

As in the story he told Sakura, even the gods could not resist the hypnosis of the sleeping god Shupnos. But there is one exception, not the devout who wants to pray to the stars at night, but the knight who makes up sweet dreams for the maiden.

He looked at her, grabbed her little hand where she had nowhere to put it, smoothed her quietly frowning brow, wiped the saliva from her chewing air, and pulled up the quilt that slipped off her shoulder......

The night is short, and you can see the sun as soon as you close your eyes. The night was long, long enough that she could follow his story through the boundless fantasy world, long enough that he could watch her sleeping face and slowly find his sleepiness.

Kyosuke Hojo raised his hand and took the small hand that was still holding his clothes. The other hand gently stroked Sakura's hair so that she would not be harassed by it.

Whew~~Whew~~

The sound of gentle breathing came from the girl's small nose, and it was so cute in Kyosuke Hojo's ears that it made his eyelids heavy like a lullaby.

The plump face seemed to exude a glowing white light in the moonlight, which was so beautiful that Kyosuke Hojo was reluctant to look away for a second.

After smoothing out the messy hair, he carefully touched the face with his fingertips.

He just looked at Sakura quietly, thinking silently.

After a long time, he carefully let go of the girl's hand, lifted the quilt, left the warm quilt, and gently helped her tuck the quilt.

Closing the curtains, he walked to the door, and before closing the door, he took one last look at the girl on the bed. Without the moonlight, even his scanning eyes could no longer see clearly, but the quiet and lovely sleeping face appeared clearly in front of his eyes.

Although I really want to just sleep with Sakura until she wakes up naturally, and then laugh at her for being a big lazy worm when the sun rises at its highest. But now he has other things to do.

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