Dice has to give me spoilers for the plot of Ke Xue

Already at this point, there was not much traffic on the road, and Matsuda stepped on the edge of the traffic regulations to accelerate steadily, and arrived at the park in less than 10 minutes.

But after that, no one was found.

It wasn't until he made a phone call that he finally saw a certain young lady quietly working as a sculpture under the shade of a dark tree.

"Matsuda-kun, I'm here."

Realizing that the person had arrived, Liya stood up and took a few steps outside while pinching her mobile phone. When she saw the familiar curly back in a black suit, she waved her hand specially so that she could be seen.

But when the other party gradually approached, she saw the difference.

The fluffy curly hair that was always carefully taken care of outside is quite messy now, and the loose tie is not even tied, the neckline is slightly open, and the suit jacket seems to be put on casually, looking like he is going out in a hurry when he is at home.

Seeing the other party striding closer, with an almost aggressive posture, she took a small step back with a little guilt——

Got caught right away.

Not only that, Matsuda Jinhei was startled by the cold temperature of her arm at the moment of contact, and frowned unconsciously: "How long have you been outside, and you are still wearing such thin clothes?"

"Actually, it didn't take long." He was also surprised by the temperature of his hot palm, but this time, Riya just followed his strength and stopped.

At the same time, following his gaze, Liya unconsciously lowered her head and looked at her half-sleeved shirt and long skirt, feeling a little innocent.

Why is it just a normal summer dress, where is it thin?

Originally, this wasn't the main point of the topic, so Matsuda Jinpei put his coat on her casually, and then pulled her a few steps closer to the light source.

...Only looking at the face, except for the slightly red eye sockets, I didn't notice any abnormalities for a while.

However, he just lightly touched the red skin around the eyes with the back of his knuckles, and immediately felt the subconscious flinch of the other party; and this guy, does he think that he can cover up the abnormality of his voice by raising his pitch a little?

"Let's talk about it now," he couldn't help softening his tone a little after seeing someone, with a serious look on his face, "Why are you crying?"

"It's just a sudden bad mood."

Originally, she subconsciously wanted to apologize, but thinking of the price of making amends last time, she almost swallowed it back, and explained dryly: "It's not a serious problem."

"Really." Seeing that she hesitated to speak, the curly-haired young man raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't intend to let her go.

"So, what exactly was that little question that made you cry about?"

While talking, they walked the path of the park together.

Walking in the shade of the trees, with the breeze blowing, the mirror-like clear moonlight was broken into countless small pieces by the flying branches.

Looking down at the moonlight, she was slightly lost in thought. At this moment, Riya suddenly wanted to hear his opinion.

After pondering for a while, her voice unconsciously became a little more erratic: "Matsuda-kun, if the pre-ordered sandwiches are likely to be all mustard sandwiches, would you still choose to eat them?"

"Throw it away if you don't like it." Matsuda Jinpei gave the answer without thinking.

This unexpected answer made Liya dumbfounded, looked up at him, and explained helplessly: "...seriously, this sandwich is not a simple sandwich, and if you don't make a choice, it will probably be thrown on you ...I just want to hear other people's answers."

"I'm serious too," the curly-haired youth looked innocent and repeated slowly, "If you don't like it, don't eat it."

"Throw it back if you don't want it."

"But I..." Faced with such a simple and rude answer, Riya didn't know how to react for a moment.

She stopped unconsciously, and was contemplating whether she should change the metaphor, when she felt the flesh on the left cheek being pinched and gently pulled out by two fingers.

"..." Why does this person always become childish suddenly after being handsome.

Seeing that her bewildered expression was broken, and her blue eyes came alive again, Matsuda Jinpei finally withdrew his hand in satisfaction, took her hand again and walked forward.

Li Ya had no choice but to give up thinking deeply and keep up with his pace.

After walking a certain distance, she suddenly heard the other party's unhurried low voice sounding again:

"Although I don't know what makes you so embarrassed," the dark eyes slightly curved, with her familiar bright smile, "I think it's good to follow your intuition and make a decision without hesitation."

"Only by making a choice can you see the final result, right?"

Her eyes widened for a moment, and she subconsciously continued to ask: "Even if the result is not what I want?"

"As long as you act with a clear conscience, you don't have to regret any outcome...that's better than staying where you are hesitantly?" Matsuda Zhenping responded casually, still smiling between his brows.

"Do you have a clear conscience?" Riya sighed softly chewing these simple words in a low voice.

Really making up your mind to do it is much harder than it sounds.

However, the body temperature transmitted through the touching palms was very warm, and the coat she was wearing also blocked the cool wind behind her, and she really no longer felt cold.

All the way back to the apartment in a relaxed atmosphere, Riya was about to simply say good night and go home as usual, but when he turned to open the door, he was caught by the force behind him.

Could it be that something was missing, thinking so, she turned around suspiciously.

"Matsuda-kun, did I forget something?"

"Huh?" Matsuda Zhenping was surprised to find that she was really completely unaware.

He was almost unbelievable, stepped forward, looked down at the approaching condescendingly, lowered his voice and asked: "I didn't apologize for not answering the phone today, good night, do you want to just pass it by like this?"

... What is perfunctory, her attitude is obviously very sincere.

However, noticing the other party's gaze and approaching movements, Riya suddenly realized something and couldn't help laughing.

Before being forced to hit the door panel, she raised her hand first and precisely pressed the curly-haired young man's arm that was about to move.

After that, he briskly slid up along the smooth shoulder line, hugged his neck loosely, and pressed down to a height that could be reached with a slight tiptoe.

Then kissed him on the lips.

Staying for a few seconds, feeling almost done, Riya leaned back a little to distance himself, turned his eyes slightly, and tried to calmly suppress the heat rising from his neck: "Does this still feel perfunctory?"

"Is this an apology or good night?" Pursing his lips, Matsuda Jinpei didn't rush to retreat, but raised his eyebrows and asked in a leisurely manner.

"Of course both count—huh?"

The man's magnetic voice with a smile blurred from this, and only a little broken voice barely leaked out between breaths: "If you want to solve it together, it's not enough—"

"..."

So it still hit the door panel.

The third Monday in July is Ocean Day in Japan, which means a festival to thank the gift of the sea.

Yes, it's a national holiday, too, at least for Riya.

But precisely because this holiday was connected with the weekend, the number of people traveling increased sharply. For safety reasons, most of the people from the first search team were sent to various police stations to help.

She and Matsuda Jinpei were assigned to the Kuboto-cho-Supado shopping plaza area.

And to get here, it is difficult to avoid the huge Ferris wheel that stands tall and can be seen by anyone at a glance.

Standing at the entrance of the shopping mall, facing the glare of the sun, Riya narrowed her eyes and looked straight in that direction.

This is the cockpit of the No. 72 Ferris wheel.

But soon the vision was blocked by falling shadows. At such a close distance, the slightly frowning appearance of the curly-haired youth was clear even against the light: "Now is not a good time to look at the sun."

"I know," she blinked her sore eyes, and smiled back calmly, "but the Ferris wheel is over there, so I must be a little curious."

Seeing her frowning and raising her hand to rub her eyes, as if she finally realized that she felt unwell, Matsuda Jinhei was amused and annoyed at the same time, so he simply took off his sunglasses to shade her.

Speaking of which, the apartment is not too far from here, and it was obviously rejected before.

"I really can't do anything about you," he sighed helplessly, and said casually, "Since you want to see it so much, why not—"

The voice stopped abruptly and turned into a soft hiss of pain.

Preventing him from saying what he shouldn't say in time, Riya withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Matsuda-kun, you'd better not get close to the Ferris wheel once this year."

"Why is that?" Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help raising his eyebrows suspiciously when he seldom heard such a strong tone from her.

"If you have to give a reason," her eyes flickered, and she showed a faint smile again when she raised her eyes, "I want to go with you again next year, can't I?"

Meeting her clear eyes with an innocent smile, Matsuda was taken aback for a moment, unconsciously lost in thought.

After reacting, he realized that the other party was still waiting for a response. While looking away, he coughed lightly: "Since you said so, of course."

"Are you ready?" Receiving a satisfactory response, Riya's mood improved a little, and she took the initiative to take a step forward to signal, "Then let's start patrolling."

The phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

His complexion remained unchanged, while walking on the sidewalk, Riya directly reached out and took out his phone to look at the screen.

The original casual gaze suddenly became serious.

The sender is Belmode, and the content is only a short sentence, even if the screen is not unlocked, it is completely displayed——

[Why did you suddenly agree, this is a programmer with a weird temper? ]

Noticing the obviously slowed pace of his companion, Matsuda Jinpei stopped and waited for her thoughtfully, and at the same time asked with some doubts: "Why, have you received any unexpected news?"

"It's not important, just wait for me for a few minutes." Without raising his head, Riya explained casually.

After pondering for a few seconds, she quickly pressed the keyboard and wrote a slightly longer reply letter. After checking it, she chose to send it neatly.

[As you said, I caused trouble unintentionally, and I just want to make up for the previous things.

But I have to wait until I finish dealing with the matter in hand, and I need your cooperation to make a detailed plan before talking on the phone at night. ]

It seems that they are also waiting for a response, and the reply from the other side is very fast.

[Do whatever you want, I will cooperate. ]

She smiled unconsciously.

It seems that Belmode really hates that programmer... Maybe I can check the news in this area later?

Throwing the phone back into his pocket, he raised his head to meet a pair of focused and calm jet-black eyes, and the originally delicate mood melted into the air in the blink of an eye.

Returning a radiant smile to the curly-haired police officer who was waiting patiently, she followed up again and returned to him in a few steps: "It's settled, let's go."