The girl under the cherry blossoms, her smile is like a flower

The dark clouds above my head became thicker again, and raindrops would fall in lines at any time.

Flocks of crows hovered above them, either circling in circles or flying left and right, making two sharp cries from time to time.

The stomach of Qing Gongfeng's uniform shirt was already soaked, and every one to two seconds, there was a burning breath hitting it.

Koike Hisae's crying was much softer and intermittent, but his arms kept hugging her tightly.

It had been more than ten minutes since the two ran out. Yuka Hazuki and Shizuko Koike must have been very anxious, but Hisae Koike kept holding them, so he couldn't even take out his mobile phone.

Qing Gongfeng sighed in his heart, what happened recently? The one who cried with the girls was Hazuki-san before, and then Yoshida Yumi. Although this one was just pretending, it was still considered one, and now it was Koike-san. .

If possible, he still hopes that the people around him can stay away from the emotion of sadness, but things don't work out. As long as he lives in this world, it will not be smooth sailing, nor will he be happy all the time.

He's working on it, trying to be more awesome.

In her wild thoughts, Koike Jiuzhi let go of her hand at some point. She rubbed her face and wiped away her tears.

"...I'm sorry, Kiyomiya-san."

She looked at the short sleeves of her uniform that were wet by herself, lowered her head and apologized. She cried for so long that her voice became hoarse.

"What does this have to do with it? I was going back to wash it anyway." Qing Gongfeng shook his head indifferently.

"Why don't you let me wash it, and then send it to Qingmiya-san after it's dry."

She raised her head, and with a little light, Qing Gongfeng could see Koike Jiuzhi's eyes were red, and there were a few strands of hair on her pretty face.

"There is no need to wash it in a hurry. After all, no one can ask for a shirt that is wet with the tears of a beautiful girl." He slowed down his tone, made a little joke, and took out tissues and mobile phones from his pocket.

Passing the tissue to Koike Hisae, Qing Gongfeng said while typing.

"Wipe your face, there's hair on it."

"Well, what about now."

"There's still some on the right cheek."

After wiping it for a few more times, Koike Jiuzhi raised his face and motioned Qing Gongfeng to take another look.

I just sent a message to Hazuki Yuka, but the next second it showed that it had been read, and there was a reply. It was obvious that the two people there were paying attention to their mobile phones.

Qing Gongfeng looked away from his phone, preparing to reply later, but he saw Koike Hisae looking at him, with Qingli's little face just a stone's throw away.

He raised his hand and pushed away Koike Jiuzhi's hair that was wet with liquid that was either sweat or tears, and helped him to put it behind his ears. After he withdrew his hand, Qing Gongfeng realized that what he had just done was a bit rude. There is still some ambiguity.

Qing Gongfeng's expression remained unchanged and his fingers continued to tap the screen.

"I'll tell Hazuki-san and Shizuko to save them from worrying."

He seemed to have seen a saying on the Internet before that tucking a girl's hair behind the ear was an intimate behavior that was seriously underestimated. However, this seemed to be nonsense.

In short, Qing Gongfeng did something somewhat rude. While replying to Hazuki Yuka's message, he was thinking about how to apologize, or in other words, just pretend it never happened.

Well, he does have the potential to be a scumbag.

"......Um."

Koike Hisae's narrow eyes began to be confused. She thought Qing Gongfeng would only give her a pointer, but she didn't expect that he directly started to touch her. The warm touch still remained on her cheeks, and the vines gradually extended to the bottom of her heart. Just in case, she lowered her head. Headed.

Putting the phone away, Qing Gongfeng observed Koike Hisae's condition at this time and said.

"Xiaoike-san, let's go back, it's getting late."

"...Ah, um, okay."

Koike Hisae didn't dare to look into Qing Gongfeng's eyes. She jumped off the swing, but suddenly there was a coolness and a hard touch on her feet.

He lost his shoes - Koike Hisae buckled his feet in embarrassment, looking downcast like a criticized child.

How is this different from a child who ran out to find a corner and cried loudly because he couldn't stand the wash of memories.

Qing Gongfeng naturally saw the reason for her embarrassment.

He could choose to go around the original route to find the slipper, and I believe he would be able to find it in a short while, or simply let Koike Hisae walk back like this, since his socks were already dirty anyway.

but......

"bring it on."

Qing Gongfeng squatted down in front of Koike Hisae, with a gentle smile that could be heard in his voice.

Koike Jiuzhi was stunned on the spot. After a long time, she understood what Qing Gongfeng meant, and her heart suddenly jumped.

The next second, his body fell uncontrollably on Qing Gongfeng's back, and his arms hugged him tightly.

Qinggong Kaede hugged Koike Hisae's thigh and stood up without much effort. However, there were two and a half, no, three and a half Rina's sized snowballs that made him feel comfortable, so he couldn't help but devote more energy.

Just walked a few steps

"Koike-san, we are friends."

"...Um!"

Every step Qing Gongfeng takes, every breath he takes, every word he speaks, the vibrations in his body will be transmitted to Koike Hisae, and an inexplicable feeling of happiness surges up, as if he has become one with him.

Koike Hisae was greedy for this feeling. He clamped his legs tightly and pressed his body closer to Qing Gongfeng.

"So Koike-kun, do you want to strangle your friend?"

Even with Qing Gongfeng's physique, he was choked to the point of being breathless.

"Ah! Sorry!" She quickly let go of her arms, feeling shy and anxious, like a little girl who didn't understand the world.

......

After finding the lost slippers in a puddle on the roadside, Qing Gongfeng continued to walk forward with Koike Hisae on his back. Except for a few words at the beginning because of strangulation, the two remained silent and listened to each other's breathing. The sound, even the sound of the heartbeat, reached my ears.

"We're almost home, Koike-san."

On rainy days when there was no moon, his voice could be heard far and wide. Not far away, Xiaochi's house was bright and bright.

"Well, we're almost home..."

Koike Hisae murmured softly, her eyes dim, as if she had just finished an unattainable dream, and she desperately hoped that this dream would last longer.

But as long as it is a dream, there will eventually be a moment when you wake up.

Taking a deep breath, as if to carve Qing Gongfeng's breath into her mind, she pulled out a relaxed smile.

"Put me down, Kiyomiya-san."

"Okay." Qing Gongfeng turned around and saw half of Koike Jiuzhi's face, and bent down so that her toes could touch the ground.

Koike Hisae stood up and tucked the short-sleeved hem of her shirt into her skirt again.

"Koike-san."

When the two were about to step into the courtyard, Qing Gongfeng stopped her.

Koike Jiuzhi turned around. Her hair was messy and her eyes were red. Under the light, you could still see a few unwiped tears on her face. Her white short sleeves were also full of wrinkles, and her white socks were splashed with a lot of mud. Click, one little foot stepped directly into the puddle.

Koike Hisae looks a little embarrassed now, but he is also more real. He has a soft and strong heart, with flaws and erratic inner life exposed.

"Do you still remember what was said in that promotional video?" Qing Gongfeng showed the same smile as when he was filming the promotional video. "If you feel sad, just run forward! The farther you run, the farther away you are from today." The sadness is further away.”

Koike Hisae's eyes were hot and he couldn't help but clench his hands.

She has seen such a dazzling smile three times, once in a documentary where everyone can see it, once in that small sports warehouse full of lies, it was an illusion, this is the third time, and it truly belongs to One of my own.

"Yeah!" She nodded vigorously, her eyes seemed to be shining.

"Also, the male protagonist in the promotional video only has the female protagonist to rely on, but Xiaoike-san is different. He has family, friends, and many people who care about you. Xiaoike-san can try to rely on them."

"Do they also include Kiyomiya-san?"

"of course."

Qing Gongfeng nodded and gave her a positive answer.

Koike Jiuzhi stopped talking, turned around, stepped on her slippers stained by mud and water, and walked briskly. She opened the door and walked in.

"elder sister?!"

"Kyueda!"

The three girls hugged each other, crying and laughing.

Qing Gongfeng stood in the yard, raised his head, and a crow that had been following them above their heads called twice and flew towards the park where they had just stayed for a while.

The next moment, thin raindrops fell in strings, and the street lights flashed twice more.

Qing Gongfeng also walked into the room.

As for the dirt on the shoes, let it go. You can't avoid the things that shouldn't be avoided, and sometimes the same is true with the things that should be avoided.

?

Saturday is still rainy.

Qing Gongfeng held an umbrella and walked on the path in Arakawa District.

There are a total of twenty-three wards in Tokyo, and in terms of ranking, Arakawa Ward is also at the bottom.

It is not very developed, but there are green areas and rivers in the area, and the natural environment may be better than other areas.

Today is also the time when "Your Name" is released.

Qing Gongfeng has already booked the evening show in advance. It just so happens that Rina's painting department is having a party tonight. After the party, they will go to the movies together and complete the small goal on the bed. The uniforms have been bought and have been washed. Qing Gongfeng kept it safely in his closet.

Really, just by the way, watching movies is the main purpose. After all, Qing Gongfeng is charming, sincere and well-read, how could he only think about Se Se?

It's too vulgar, Qing Gongfeng is an artistic young man.

Besides, can the matter between two scholars be called astringent?

No, no, that's just an exchange of feelings.

The temperature dropped a little today, and Qing Gongfeng put on a black coat.

Raindrops fell on the transparent umbrella, splashing small flowers. Looking through the hazy umbrella surface, the city turned gray.

Music is playing in the headphones.

【It rained all night, my love overflowed like rain?】

[The fallen leaves in the yard are thick with my thoughts?]

[A few words of right and wrong can't cool down my enthusiasm?]

【You appear on every page of my poem?】