[Net King] Summer

"Matsumoto-san, it will rain a little tomorrow, remember to bring an umbrella when you go out." The boy with a bright smile on his face returned the schoolbag in his hand to the girl who was distracted from time to time, and then he waved goodbye , "Then I'm going to the club, see you tomorrow,"

"That..." Qing Ran stretched out her hand slightly, wanting to say something.

"Goodbye," but the other party had already waved away.

Looking at the receding figure Qingran, she frowned slightly distressed. For some reason, since the last time, Narita suddenly became very enthusiastic towards her, although he said it was to take care of her in a strange environment... Qingran is very grateful for his kindness, but...except for eating with her at noon every day, and coming over to finish class with her every day after school, it would be understandable if it was on the way, but obviously the class is not on the way, basically a detour , and Narita still has club activities, and every time he walks with her to the school gate, he will leave...

Qingran really couldn't understand the meaning of this.

I wanted to make it clear to the other party several times and ask the other party to stop such inexplicable behavior, but every time the other party blocked me.

This feeling of aggrieved really made Qingran very uncomfortable.

Sighing, Qingran shook his head.

"never mind."

"What's the matter?"

Qingran raised her head, then opened her eyes wide in surprise, looked at the person standing by the side of the road, Qingran opened her mouth slightly, "...Kun Yukimura?"

The boy with purple kite hair approached, with a gentle breeze-like smile on his delicate face, Seiichi Yukimura looked at the surprised expression on Qingran's face, and the smile on his face deepened, "Long time no see, Matsumoto-san .”

"...Long time no see." Qingran replied subconsciously, but she immediately realized, "But why is Yukimura-kun here?"

"If you say passing by, do you believe it?"

"...If Yukimura-kun said so, how can I not believe it. It's just... from Kanagawa to Kyoto, isn't this 'road' a bit far away?"

Yukimura Seichi smiled, "It's not from Kanagawa, but from here." He said, he lifted the thing in his hand, and shook it in front of Qingran.

Clearly looking at the neat things wrapped in brown paper, and noticing the trademark on it, she shrugged her eyebrows, "Wagashi..." She looked at the wagashi shop across the street, "People who come here to buy wagashi ?"

Yukimura Seiichi put down his hands, "Yes."

"But, why...Kyoto?" Qingran frowned, looking confused.

Kanagawa-Kyoto, Kyoto-Kanagawa, so far to buy wagashi?Isn't he in class?Is this person in front of you too idle?

Looking at Qingran's appearance, Yukimura Seiichi, the genie among the genie, could tell what she was thinking at a glance, and burst out laughing, Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help stretching out his hand to pat her on the head "I don't have that much free time. Grandpa is not feeling well today, so I asked for leave to come back to see him. It happens that tomorrow is the weekend, and I want to stay with him here for three consecutive days. Grandpa likes the wagashi from this store very much, so I came to give him some I bought it, but I didn't expect to see Matsumoto-san."

After listening to Yukimura Seichi's words, Qingran suddenly realized, "Then, is Grandpa Yukimura still in good health?"

"It's just some common ailments, and it's just that grandpa misses his grandson when he comes back." Yukimura Seichi said with a bit of helplessness in his tone, it seemed that this was not the first time such a thing had happened.

"I feel that Yukimura-kun's grandfather is a very cute person." Listening to his description, Qing Ran couldn't help but picture an old man who was cheating and forcing his grandson to come back to see him.

Thinking of his grandfather, Yukimura Seiichi couldn't help but feel a little headache, "He is indeed a very cute person, as long as he doesn't visit him for more than a month, he will lose his temper."

Qingran's eyes widened, "Really?" She couldn't imagine such an old man at all.

Yukimura Seichi nodded, "If you are free, Matsumoto-san is welcome to come to my house as a guest. Grandpa will definitely like you very much."

"If I'm free, I will." Qing Ran responded with a smile, "Now Yukimura-san?"

"I'm getting ready to go back."

"Let's go together then." He offered the invitation with a clear smile. Yukimura's house and Igarashi's house lived on the same street, so it wouldn't be too much to ask.

Sure enough, Seiichi Yukimura readily responded, "Thank you then."

Getting in the car, Seiichi Yukimura mentioned it as if he suddenly remembered, "Speaking of which, why did Matsumoto-san appear here? Did you transfer school?"

"Yes, I just transferred this semester."

"If you don't mind, may I ask why?" Seiichi Yukimura turned his head and met Qingran's gaze, "No other meaning, I just think Matsumoto-san seems to like Shitenbaoji very much."

The sincerity before is not like a fake.

"Well, Shitenbaoji is a very good school... It's just that sometimes things don't always go according to your own ideas... Yukimura-san must have had such a time, reality and wishes are contrary." The ink-like pupils are like mirrors, this is not the first time, Yukimura Seiichi feels that the eyes of the person in front of him seem to have magical powers that can absorb people's souls.

"No, I haven't." Unexpectedly, Yukimura Seichi gave a negative answer.

Qingran didn't react all of a sudden, her eyes were a little dazed.

"What I want will not be a wish, it will only be reality."

"Eh?"

"Because I'm going to make it happen."

Because the area of ​​Igarashi house is far away from the urban area, and there is traffic jam during peak hours, when we got home, it was already sunset, the car stopped at the gate of Yukimura house, Yukimura Seichi politely said goodbye and left.

Qingran looked at Yukimura Seiki who stepped into the afterglow of the sun. Along the way, Yukimura Seiki never let the atmosphere become cold, and what he said would not appear too enthusiastic or too cold. The just distance made Qingran get along very well. Comfortable.

And... there is that surprising sentence.

Looking at his back, and thinking of Narita Shunsuke who gave her some headaches recently, an idea appeared in Qing Ran's mind involuntarily, that people are really different from each other.

But then she shook her head, comparing someone like Yukimura Seiichi who was almost perfect with others... Why did she feel a sense of profanity towards Yukimura Seiichi?

Qingran sighed amusedly.

When did Yukimura-kun's image in her heart become a god on high.Should it be said that the nickname is worthy of being the Son of God?

The moonlight is bright and clear, and the bamboo shadows are mottled.

After taking a shower, Qing Ran sat in the corridor with her hair to dry. Regardless of the slightly cold temperature at night, she just wrote a diary in a single shirt.

The diary has come to the end, write a full stop, and flip forward involuntarily.

The paper that has become a little stiff because of the notes made a dull sound like a rusty machine when flipping through it, which is like the memory buried in her heart'squeaking'starting to operate stand up.

【……I met a very comfortable boy today, it’s really like a spring breeze, I didn’t expect that there would be such a person in Sitianbao Temple...】

【It's really uncomfortable to have a fever, but fortunately, Senior Shiraishi came over... Although he was very embarrassed to see his weak self, he is still very grateful.Thank you, Senior Shiraishi. 】

【...Senior Shiraishi, you probably like me, right?He is so gentle to me, I should... like him, right? 】

【So you don't like it?Was it just tenderness to everyone?Is it just me being self-indulgent? 】

With a sound of 'snap', Qingran closed the thick diary heavily, threw the diary aside, and combed her hair back with her hands as if she had collapsed.

enough.

"Huh—" let out a long breath, stood up Qingran and wanted to go back to the room, but at this moment, the mobile phone she put on the ground suddenly vibrated.

Bending down, picked up the phone, and answered the call clearly.

"Hello."

"Matsumoto-san, it's me, Yukimura."

Qingran was a little surprised, she subconsciously glanced at the wall clock on the wall pointing to the number 9, she was surprised that Yukimura Seichi called so late, but her tone didn't reveal it.

"Yes, Yukimura-kun, what's the matter?"

The voice from the phone was as comfortable and subconsciously trusting as ever, "Well——I forgot to tell Matsumoto-san about something before."

"what's up?"

"Because he knew I was coming to Kyoto, Genichiro mentioned that there was a famous calligraphy exhibition this weekend, and he originally wanted to go with me, but he couldn't get away because of something, so he gave me both tickets."

"..."

"So, I would like to invite Matsumoto-san Zhou Tian to go to the calligraphy exhibition with me. I wonder if Matsumoto-san can show you face?"

"I..." Qingran, who was just about to refuse, glanced down, and accidentally saw the diary she had left aside, the words stopped suddenly, and Qingran suddenly changed her mind.

"of course can."

Yukimura Seichi on the other end of the phone smiled like a night elf, "Then I'll send you the time and address."

"Well, it's troublesome."

"see you then."

"See you then, and good night." Qing Ran smiled and hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Qingran picked up the diary on the floor again, looking at the somewhat worn cover, she slowly covered it with her hands.

Just now, she really wanted to refuse, but when she saw it, she suddenly changed her mind, because she subconsciously didn't want to be alone.

"Just go out and relax."

Speaking of which, I haven't seen a calligraphy exhibition for a long time.

The author has something to say: Although it's a bit late...but birthday...ah no, happy new year! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !