[Xingren] Faith

On the streets of a foreign country, King Ni decided to use the last money in his pocket to buy a pack of pigeon food.

Unscrupulous peddlers who deceive tourists are unwilling to sell at lower prices even if they compete with each other. A small bag of pigeon food empties the last coin in Nioh's pocket.He opened the opening of the food bag, put a small piece of food that could not be identified as millet or melon seeds in the palm of his hand, and walked to the fountain pool in the square with his other hand in his pocket.

Then, he stood and opened his palms.

The pigeons that came after hearing the news pointed at him from all directions, and their sharp beaks pecked at the palms of their hands, causing fine and numb tingling pain.

Nioh squinted his eyes and endured the smell of dust brought up by the fluttering of the pigeon's wings.

"Don't be in such a hurry... Really." He muttered.

The pigeon food in the palm of his hand was eaten almost instantly.After confirming that this person really had no more food in his hands, the group of pigeons flapped their wings and left without any hesitation.

Only one or two feathers that could not tell whether they were gray or white fell slowly from the air.

"A bunch of heartless guys," Nioh complained.

He clapped his palms, and then he began to think about how he, who was penniless, would solve the problem of food and accommodation for the day.Then he heard the sound of the shutter, and when he looked up, it was a very familiar purple-blue head.

"... Yukimura?" The syllable that I haven't uttered for a long time feels strange to me, but besides the nostalgia, there is clearly the joy of meeting an old friend in my chest.Counting with his fingers, he found that Nioh, who he and Yukimura hadn't really met for seven years, trotted to the man with slightly curly purple-blue hair and a gentle smile.

"It's really you." He sighed.

"Long time no see." He held up his mobile phone and took a picture of the white feathers on his head, so that he thought it was the stupid hair standing on his head (after all, he has the same hair color and hairstyle for more than ten years without changing) The figure of the guy), while lamenting that this guy is still elusive, you must know that the person who puts the pigeon food in the palm of his hand and still has the pigeons fluttering on him is either a fool or a strange brain circuit.

Maybe this guy is both?

"I didn't expect to meet you here, Nioh." Yukimura put the phone back in his pocket, thinking so.

So, at around twelve o'clock in the noon with very warm sunshine, near the fountain pool in the center of a town with a long name in Italy, where there are pigeons and sturdy peddlers selling pigeon food, these two people who used to be the same People who belong to the important players of Rikkai University Tennis Club met.

No, it should be said that we met again.

After graduating from high school, this group of Lihaida teenagers who had struggled through their youth went their separate ways.

Sanada went to the police academy, Yanagi went to the accounting school, Marui went to study cooking, Kuwahara followed Marui to the same cooking university, one studied sweets and the other catering. As planned, Yagyu first attended the preparatory course and then transferred to a British medical university. .

Nioh's performance in the college entrance examination was unexpected, and the results of the second test and interview were also very good. When the admission letter from the University of Tokyo came down, all of them were shocked.

"Sure enough, I can't underestimate you no matter what, Nioh." Yukimura said so at the last gathering before the start of the university, and got the unanimous approval of other companions.

As for Yukimura himself, due to his illness, he was first treated in the United States, but he gave up tennis and transferred to an art school in Italy.

Different schools, different cities and even different countries, the group of people who used to get along day and night gradually lost contact.

In the Internet age, communication tools are so developed, writing emails, posting photos, and interacting on social networks, it seems that you have been paying attention to each other's situation, but it is still different.And after graduation, they are running around separately for work, and they have very little free time allotted to themselves, let alone contacting old friends.

The contact group on the Internet has been chatting about the party, but it has not been finalized that everyone is free.

Yukimura originally thought that that was it, that it would be nice to keep the same memories and emotions, and to keep a little bond.

But once again on the street in a foreign country, he accidentally saw a familiar face, and he realized how much he missed the past time in his heart.

"A business trip to Italy?" he asked.

Nioh walked beside him with his pockets in his pockets. The hunched back of his schooldays had eased a lot, but the feeling remained the same, revealing a bit of freedom and self-will from the bottom of his heart: "It doesn't count."

"Is that tourism?"

"Isn't that right?" King Ni raised his hand and stroked the end of his hair with a small braid habitually, "I resigned, so I just came out for a casual stroll."

Resign?

Yukimura looked over in surprise when he heard the words, Nioh who said such words still had a look of disapproval, and it could be seen from his gestures that he was really relaxed about the decision to resign.

However, he remembered that in the communication on the Internet and the status of social software, this guy...

"Aren't you working for Xicheng Real Estate? You were promoted at the beginning of the year." Yukimura said.

Under the news, there are many strange names of Yukimura who expressed their envy, jealousy and hatred. If you think about the ranking of Xicheng Real Estate in the industry, you will know that this guy's development is at least one of the best among his classmates.

Such an enviable job, just quit after talking?

"That's right, but I don't want to do it anymore." Nioh replied, with a slight complaint in his tone: "The work is too rigid, and the artistic cells and creative cells will die."

"By the way, Minister." Ren Wang, who had changed his name, turned his head and smiled with a little embarrassment, "Just now I bought pigeon food with the last money I had on my body, why don't you buy me some food, Minister?" Have a meal to celebrate our reunion?"

Yukimura blinked.

"You really haven't changed at all." He sighed.

Regarding Yukimura's evaluation, Nioh just shrugged: "Pfft."

This mouth fetish, which is quite cute after getting used to it, reminded Yukimura of the time when he was called a minister by this guy in middle school and had to deal with the mess for him.No matter how sensible a fraudster is, there are things that teenagers can't fully grasp.

At this time, when I think about it, I can still hold on to the little tail of the scenes that I was once devastated by and those helpless emotions that remain in my chest.

"Come with me." So Yukimura beckoned to Nioh, "I have stayed in Italy for several years anyway, even if it is due to my old classmate's obligation, I should treat you well, let alone you call me a minister. "

"Then I'll trouble you~" King Ren said with a smile.

The hospitality that Yukimura said was complete hospitality.

He directly took Niwang back to his house, and let this penniless guy who wandered around aimlessly all day long live and eat for nothing.

Nioh no longer had the slight embarrassment in the first day reunion, it seemed that after confirming that Yukimura was still the person they called "Minister" who could be relied on, he relied on it with confidence.

Yukimura was not worried about Nioh after all.

Talking about resigning when you are penniless can easily make people think of bad things, such as small moves in the industry, unspoken rules and so on.

But you can't ask Niwang about this kind of thing.

Even if a fraud master is an adult, he no longer keeps his mouth full of lies, but his ability to tell half-truths and half-false words will not degenerate.

Yukimura naturally skipped the option of "direct inquiry", and began to figure out who would know this kind of personal privacy clearly.

A person naturally appears in his selection.

For ten years, he has been obsessed with data. He has studied statistics and data analysis and is currently working in the Statistics Bureau. He is considered a civil servant like Sanada.

Yukimura believes that even if time can polish away many beautiful things, the saying that nature cannot be changed is also a famous saying left by the ancestors through the ages.According to this logic, Liu should still be particularly sensitive to gossip and personal information.Want to know what to ask him will not be a problem.

He made international calls with Liu, and finally knew the ins and outs of the whole thing.

It is said that the eldest lady of Xicheng Real Estate took a fancy to Renwang's outstanding appearance and unruly temperament that had not changed much in more than ten years, and vowed to make this man take care of her.Nioh, who was upset by the eldest lady, simply resigned. Most of his savings were used to pay liquidated damages, and the remaining money was used to pay for air tickets, meals and accommodation.

Before arriving in Italy, Nioh had flown more than half a circle of the earth.

"According to what he said, is he looking for inspiration on his own?" Liu said, "The 70.00% chance of [-] is nonsense. But Nioh is a person who is beyond the scope of the data."

"Looking for inspiration?" Yukimura asked back.

Liu said righteous words: "You can't deny that architectural designers are also designers, and drawing architectural drawings also requires artistic skills."

Yukimura hung up the phone and thought about it, that's really the case.

——Although he can't associate the word art with Nioh at all.