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?When you mention your first love, what do you think of?

Facing this problem, the owner of a certain bar took a deep puff of his cigarette, spit out the smoke ring faintly, pondered for a long time, shook his head with a wry smile, pointed at the red bean batini on the bar counter, and said nothing.The beautiful female civil servant at work will reprimand you with stern eyes and refuse to answer questions she finds so frivolous, but when no one is around, she will stand by the window and look in a certain direction for a long time.

Putting the same question in front of the King of Silver, he would probably shake his head with a wry smile like a certain bar owner, but the smile was completely different, with a bit of bitterness in his nostalgia, and then he was relieved and looked at the young man who was busy in the kitchen. The figure reveals an air of attachment.

As for the two old enemies, I think it’s better to skip this question, whether you hate it or love it, at first they only had each other, and until now they still look after each other.

Then, use the same question to ask Green King and Red King, the former will cast a meaningful look, and the latter will turn around directly, leaving an indifferent and unruly back.The attitudes that seem to be diametrically opposed are actually basically the same in essence, and they all dismiss them. It is no wonder that the road to becoming a king is so difficult. Sometimes redundant emotions will not only fail to help, but will become a fatal weakness.

However, has this feeling really never existed in their turbulent lives?I don't know, but I think there is one incident that may explain something, but it goes back many years.

It was about ten years ago, and I can't remember the exact time, but the beautiful cherry blossoms that year still vaguely remain in their few memories of their childhood.There is no royal struggle, and the smoke is full of gunpowder. Some of them have not even formed the peculiar taste of Lan Xiefei and Red Beard.

The fragrance of flowers from that year still seems to linger in my nose.

In the warm afternoon of the campus, the bell rang after school, the brightly lit empty classroom, the dry air, the immature little hands holding the puzzle pieces, his extremely focused eyes, and the indigo hair color that was as clear as the sky.

These formed Xiao Shufang's first impression of Xiao Munakata. Of course, they hadn't exchanged names at that time, and they were not even in the same class, but he had heard of him.

—a strange fellow.

Almost everyone in the school knows that there is a strange child in class B of the first year. He is withdrawn, always walks alone, and especially likes to play puzzles. It is a large jigsaw puzzle that everyone thinks is laborious. It looks surprisingly handsome, so it is very popular among girls. There were boys in the class who tried to bully him, but I have never heard of anyone who succeeded.As time passed, no one dared to provoke him anymore, and even various rumors spread quietly among the boys. There were many versions, and the most outrageous one I heard said that he was a monster who came down from the mountain.

Xiao Zhou Fang showed a bored expression, blaming Kusanagi for telling him these gossips all day long.

His eyes fell on the person who was concentrating on the puzzle. From the moment he jumped into the classroom through the open window, this guy hasn't even looked up.

Xiao Zhoufang felt both novel and dissatisfied about this, no one has ever ignored him like this.This is true, at such a young age, he is already the invisible boss among the first-year boys. Although he himself has no interest in this, Kusanagi is very enthusiastic about it.

But it doesn't matter, the most important thing is that the guy playing puzzles in front of him makes him very unhappy.

A piece of cherry blossoms was blown in by the wind and fell on the puzzle in front of me.

"If you don't need to use the window to demonstrate your clumsy skills, please close the window?" At this time, Xiao Zongxiang couldn't hide his emotions with a perfect smile, so he was expressionless when he said this , but the vocabulary is very rich, at least it hurts people.

The first real sneer in Zhou Fang's life started from here.He sat on the opposite side of Xiao Zong's statue with his back against the wall and put his hands behind his head as if he didn't know anything.

Xiao Zongxiang looked at him coldly, with sullen eyes, and after a moment of stalemate, he got up to close the window by himself, and sneezed several times as expected.

Xiao Zhoufang asked: "Are you suffering from hay fever?"

Xiao Zongxiang glanced at him, sat back in front of the puzzle, and said bluntly, "It's none of your business."

In the past, Xiao Zhou Fang would have jumped up and beat people up long ago, but today, for some reason, except for the cold attitude of the other party that displeased him, that's all.He glanced at Xiao Zongxiang's slender hands and feet, and his thin body, as if he would be blown down by the wind if he went out.There was a snort in my heart, this kid couldn't take his punch.

Xiao Zongxiang's hand holding the puzzle trembled slightly. If it wasn't for the puzzle, he might have thrown it towards the suspect's face.

After that, the two lived unexpectedly peacefully.

From time to time in the quiet empty classroom, small movements of putting puzzle pieces sounded, the air with a moderate temperature still smelled of dust, and the restless mood gradually settled down. like.

"Hey, hasn't your family come to pick you up yet?" Xiao Zongxiang suddenly said, pinching a jigsaw puzzle with his delicate fingers unintentionally, revealing his nervousness.

Xiao Zhou Fang glanced at him, and said lightly: "It's about the same. What about you?"

Xiao Zongxiang put the jigsaw puzzle in the correct position, and tried his best to look calm: "They are very busy with work, and they probably won't be able to come until very late."

Xiao Zhoufang nodded casually after hearing this, and said, "That's pretty good."

Xiao Zongxiang gave him a strange look, and found that the other party was really absent-minded, as if he was not interested in this topic.Not only for him but also for himself.

Good upbringing made him stop this topic.Immediately, the room was silent.However, even in the silence, two people seem less lonely than one person. The indigo-haired child was thinking while doing puzzles. For the first time in the empty classroom, there was the sound of breathing other than his own. The strangest thing was that he was not alone. It is undoubtedly a special experience for him to hate and even initiate a conversation.

Xiao Zhou Fang leaned against the wall with his eyes closed, breathing shallowly, as if he was asleep, his flame-red hair softly pressed against his ears, until the afterglow of the setting sun climbed up the window sill, and there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor.

The classroom door was opened, and the head teacher of Class B stood outside the door, and said in a gentle tone: "Mr. Zongxiang, your mother is here."

Xiao Zongxiang responded and began to organize his things, although they were just some puzzle pieces.

At this time, a hand stretched out from the side, and took a piece out without any explanation.

Xiao Zongxiang looked at him suspiciously.

"You will come tomorrow too."

He nodded.

"Then I'll give you this piece tomorrow." Xiao Zhou Fang stuffed the things into his pocket, stretched himself, got up and walked out.

"Wait, are you going back too?"

"Ah."

"but……"

"I'll go home by myself." Although he didn't know if it could be called home, the red-haired child turned his back and waved his hands, and said in a tender voice, "See you tomorrow."

Before Xiao Zongxiang could react, he had already made the first promise in his life, unfortunately...

—He missed the appointment.

Because of his mother's work, he changed schools.That jigsaw puzzle was never put together due to missing pieces, and it was the only unfinished jigsaw puzzle that later Reisi Munakata left behind.

The setting sun shines into the room, rendering a hint of warmth in the cold office. The young man with indigo hair is staring at an old picture block on the table. With a smile, put the things in the bottom drawer and lock it carefully.After doing this, he tidied up the table in an orderly manner, straightened his clothes, got up and walked out of the office, and the door lock made a crisp sound when it was locked.

Looking out through the window with the curtains not drawn, the setting sun is as it used to be, two teenagers chasing figures cross the streets and alleys, a beautiful female civil servant puts on gentle casual clothes, a tall blond man smiles at the intersection In sight, the black-haired boy on Academy Island across the coast is still troubled by the evening menu, the cat is noisy, the pure white boy seems to be playing a prank, and puts forward some irrelevant suggestions, which are rejected one by one without accident. In the end, the two have completely different personalities On the contrary, Wang will stage a chance encounter on the next street corner, and his life day after day looks unchanged, but it blooms touching beauty in the subtleties.

Therefore, the time is quiet and the years are Changan.