[comprehensive] firefly

It is still spring in Honmaru, and the yellow and green fields are scattered in an orderly manner. Occasionally, a few dotted trees are located in it, with different thicknesses, heights and heights.

When Hotaru returned to Honmaru, her vision was still blurred before she could stand still, and she saw the black military uniform next to the transmitter.

The boy has neat short hair, and his figure is as tall and straight as a willow with a tenacious aura.

[It's Qingguang, are you waiting for me here? ]

Yingying walked over and found that Fu Sangshen was taking a nap with his eyes closed, so she tiptoed to cover his eyes.The touch felt a little strange, but she didn't think deeply.

He lowered his voice, "Are you frightened?"

"My lord." The blindfolded boy replied.

Hotaru put down her hand, "At least guess it's Tsurumaru, you'll see it right away."

"Tsurumaru doesn't need to tiptoe at all."

"Are you mocking? It's mocking."

Qing Guang said no, and then put his hand on the judge's cheek fiercely, "I've been waiting for you for so long, and my hand is cold. Warm it up for me."

The judge paused for a moment, then hurriedly moved aside, "It's too much, it's so cold."

[Liar to you, hands are hot. ]

When he followed Kiyomitsu back, he suggested taking off his coat. In Honmaru, it would be hot if he wore so many.

The judge said that he fell in love with this Mongolian style, "Fusangshen can wear whatever they want, and I also need to have my own characteristics."

"As you like."

When walking out of the courtyard, the interrogator suddenly asked, "If you had a chance, you could make a request to me, what would you want me to do?"

California Qingguang looked at the bloated figure of the judge, "Do I have to mention it?"

"Tell me?"

"Take off the fur jacket, I feel like I'm getting hot."

"It's a bit perfunctory."

The judge turned his head to prevent Qing Guang from seeing the expression on his face, "Be more serious, what if I am in a good mood and agree?"

"Shall I save this wish for the anniversary of my coming to Honmaru?"

"Should I make a wish as a birthday? I may not remember it when the time comes."

"I'll remind you."

[I may not be able to last that long, Qingguang. ]

"I have some things to deal with recently. If there are no important matters, Qingguang can take care of them." Before they parted, the interrogator said.

"You have already entrusted the matter to me."

"Is that so? I forgot." Having arrived at the castle tower, the judge turned around and bid farewell to Qingguang, "Goodbye."

Just as she was about to go up to the second floor, Qingguang shouted from below, "If there is anything, you must tell me, I am your initial knife."

"Understood, Mother Qingguang."

On the second floor, she pushed open the window and looked outside, propped her body up with her hands on the window sill, sometimes she felt that Honmaru was constant, for example, whenever she stood here, there would always be a breeze blowing her hair.The white hair was blown away in a mess, and occasionally a few strands fell on the bridge of the nose. Normally, she would feel itchy and push it aside, but recently she has gradually stopped feeling this touch.The itchiness of the wind blowing on the face and hair disappeared completely.I don't know if Qingguang noticed something just now, but as long as everyone didn't explain it, and didn't point out each other's intentions directly, it can be treated as if it doesn't exist.

This kind of talk is a bit hooligan and a bit disappointing.But the world of adults is always like this. They have thousands of ways to communicate privately, insinuating or otherwise, and face-to-face conversations start with you and me lying and deceiving.Yingying wondered whether Qingguang had discovered it, but it didn't matter, because it was still the same sentence that had been repeated, you and I were silent, and there was a tacit understanding in our hearts.

The scenery is still the same as before. Yingying, who was blowing the wind for a while, was about to close the window, but found a white corner of her clothes falling from the window. She suspected that the wind had blown the bed sheet over. Fu Sangshen, who lost the bed sheet, was probably looking for her. Bar.Thinking of this, she tugged on the bed sheet, and then a white shadow hung upside down in front of her, with a smile in her golden eyes, "Are you scared?" the white Fu Sangshen said.He hooked one foot on the frieze, the necklace around his neck fell to his chin, his white cloak and hair also hung down, revealing his unusual forehead, like a white crane with its wings spread.

The judge slammed his forehead against Bai Fusangshen's head with a "boom", "Are you scared?" Bai He turned over and jumped into the room lightly, muttering "I'm scared", Then he said, "There is no sense of accomplishment at all."Hotaru guessed that Tsurumaru came here because he was too bored, "Can't find any other fun?"

"Of course not." Tsurumaru smiled, he straightened his messy hair, then spread his hands and said sadly, "I haven't seen you for a long time." Probably a look of missing.

Ying asked back, "Isn't it because I miss me?"

Tsurumaru continued to laugh: "Maybe, caring about the lord's physical and mental health is what Fu Sangshen should do." Then he turned his head to look at the black document thrown on the table by the interrogator, "It's the medical examination report ?"

"Yes, not only the physical examination report, but also carefully wrote down my height and weight, blood lipid status, and the weight loss package specially arranged by the doctor." Saying this, the interrogator stepped forward and put a finger in front of his mouth, "Woman's Age and weight are secrets."

Usually, she always jokes with the misty judge about her body and weight, which also implies that she doesn't want to talk about this topic. This is my lord, and I always hide it when I face to face. If the other party is kind, then hide it kindly , If it is malicious, then lie maliciously.All in all, they always hide and hide, and Hotaru has also started to do this, because she has grown up.

Tsurumaru thought that if a woman was willing to joke about her weight and age, it meant that something more important than these was being hidden.More importantly, it is related to life and death, wealth and dignity.The inquisitor encounters difficulties with these things and intends to hide it to be alone.Tsurumaru looked at the white figure in front of him, and sighed that he was still a child, no, he was a growing child.

Once a child is frustrated, he will hug the adult's leg and start crying. Whether it is comfort or assistance, he needs others to help him find a way out.Adults will grit their teeth and swallow it by themselves when they are frustrated, and then try their best to find a way to solve it.As for the teenager in between, she has just gotten rid of the child's dependence and occasionally thinks arrogantly that her shoulders are mature enough for others to rely on, and when encountering difficulties, she will hold back tears to prevent herself from showing defeat , but she is still too young, too young to understand where adults grow up, so she can only stay alone in the heavy rain and wait for the disaster to stop.

Tsurumaru put his hand on the examiner's cheek, and met her dazed and helpless eyes.Hotaru thought that Tsurumaru wanted to joke like Kiyomitsu, so she also smiled and said, "It's so cold, why do you want me to warm your hands?"

Tsurumaru on the opposite side still smiled heartily, but the answer was completely different, "No, my hands are warm."

Yingying wanted to try to smile with the corners of her mouth open, but she didn't understand why she was smiling.

[—You will live, but you don't know why you live, you don't even think about it.You will gradually lose your perception of the outside world, no matter whether it is hot or cold, or light and dark, you will not be accepted by you, and... your feelings will disappear. ]

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