[Comprehensive] Personality Named Ex-boyfriend

After she left, until she disappeared, the man slowly came out from the shadows.

He slowly sat down on the stone slab where the girl was sitting on, but he didn't have a body, so he couldn't feel any residual warmth.The man thought for a while, put on the human body enshrined by Minamoto Laikou, and slowly sat up on it, adjusting his body temperature to just right, but it still didn't seem as warm as the girl's palm.

He obviously couldn't feel the warmth.

And human beings should be the coldest creatures.

Kawakami Haru's physical strength is very good, and his running speed is quite good.When it came to the festival, it wasn't over yet.

At the end of the hour, Kawakami Haru looked at the long street that had become increasingly sparsely populated. The lanterns hanging on both sides of the pavement had not been extinguished, and they were still quietly waiting for the arrival of the guests.

She smiled, took out the piccolo from her bosom, and tied it carefully around her waist.

"Apple candy! Sweet and not sticky apple candy!"

"Octopus balls!"

"Catch goldfish! Big net five times!"

"Master Qingming's latest portrait, the last three copies!"

Hearing the last one, Kawakami Haru burst out laughing.It seems that one day even if she is short of money, she can still earn some money by selling paintings on the street.

Thinking of this, Kawakami Haru stood in front of the grandfather selling apple candy, and said with a smile.

"Hello, I want two copies, please pack one of them for me."

The old man nodded with a smile, and asked casually while working: "Jun Ji is for the younger siblings in the family? For a daughter like you, let's go home as soon as possible." At the end of the words, there was a trace of tenderness. exhortation.

Although it was hidden by the mask, Kawakami Haru showed a sincere smile and replied seriously: "Thank you for your reminder, and I wish you good health, happiness and well-being."

After finishing speaking, she held up the wrapped apple candy that the grandfather handed over, tilted her head and smiled, "This is not for my younger siblings, but for Ah Xing."

"Oh hehe, so that's how it is. He is really a gentle and considerate Ji Jun." The old man also smiled, and when the last apple candy was sold, he prepared to close the stall and waved to the girl. He smiled and said: "Then, I also wish Ji Jun and this young gentleman, A Xing, good health and happiness."

"Well, we will!" Kawakami Haru smiled slightly and did not stay any longer.

Afterwards, she bought two more masks, two bags of Jinpingtang, two bags of small goldfish and other new gadgets. They seemed to be in pairs, and they looked very complete.

And the girl who shuttled on the long street seemed to be extremely happy.

Such a happy lady, with a husband who loves each other, lives a happy and worry-free life. These simple and unpretentious ordinary people are not stingy with their sincere blessings.

She receives happiness from others and seems to bring happiness to others.

The man has been following her, shielding the clamoring super straightness in the girl's soul.No one noticed that he was like a ghost who was out of tune with this lively and happy city, and from the beginning to the end, he only looked at the familiar figure of the brown-haired girl.

Finally, Kawakami Haru stopped in front of the corner shop with a stall of flutes, piccolos and various musical instruments.

There was a piccolo hanging around her waist, but at this moment she picked up another piccolo.It is slightly different from the one on the waist, but it seems to complement each other, and it looks inexplicably harmonious.

The owner who sells musical instruments is a middle-aged woman, wearing bunts of the most common households in the Heian period, with only a simple wooden hairpin on her head. Girls also have beautiful smiles.

She said: "These are made one by one by our old man. Don't be afraid that Ji Jun will make fun of you. Each of these instruments, even if they are piccolos, has different origins, and the meanings contained in them are different." It's not the same."

Kawakami Haru spread out her hands, and asked with a smile what the meaning of the piccolo in her hand was.

The woman also laughed: "The one in your hand is Kaguya bamboo. You must know the story of Kaguya Ji better than us, so I won't say more about it. But this one is different from yours. The one at the waist is different, because this one is not made of Penglai branch, but immortal bamboo."

The story of Kaguya Hime, even Haru Kawakami, who grew up in modern times, is familiar with it, but she is a little confused about the Penglai branch and the immortal bamboo.

The woman didn't give a damn, smiled, and continued to explain: "It is said that Kaguya Ji is a fairy in the sky, and this Penglai branch is her fairy tree planted on the moon, which represents Kaguya Ji's temperament. This is a symbol of nobility."

"And this Immortal Bamboo was taken from the Immortal Mountain. After Kaguya Ji left the world, the emperor could not forget it for a long time. One day he summoned his ministers and asked where the mountain peak was closest to the sky. He wrote a poem and hid it in Kaguya Ji to give him It was placed in the pot of undead potion, on the highest mountain, and it is rumored that there is a place that can reach the moon. Since then, the mountain has been renamed the undead mountain."

"The Immortal Bamboo represents loyal and unswerving love. I hope that love will last forever. Even if you experience nine deaths, it will eventually lead to a happy and happy ending."

She had also heard the story of Kaguya Hime countless times.But maybe people's hearts are different, so Kawakami Haru has a different perception at this moment.

She knelt down, looked at her aunt, and couldn't help asking: "What is love?"

She is only 16 years old. Before Ah Xing, no boy has ever said that she likes her.For love, she is just a witness, a bystander, never a participant.

The middle-aged woman smiled kindly. When she laughed, her face was wrinkled, but her eyes were not as dull as ordinary women. Fox-like cunning.

She stretched out her hand and pointed to the girl's chest, "Your heart will tell you the answer."

"So, you actually don't know at all, right?" Kawakami Haru looked at her at the same level and raised her eyebrows, "This one, maybe you have fallen in love but don't know it, Mr. Monster?"

"Oh yeah," she stood up slowly, her hunched back was straight, and the wrinkles on her face gradually faded. After a burst of white smoke, the man in a gorgeous bathrobe and half wearing a fox mask revealed a bright red face. The lips curled up slightly.

He was much taller than Kawakami Haru, bent slightly, and tapped the little girl's shoulder lightly with the folding fan in his hand, and there were a few itchy smiles in his voice.

"You are such an interesting little girl. Little witch, won't you arrest me?"

Kawakami Haru glanced at the folding fan on his shoulder, and asked without answering, "Do you still sell the piccolo made of immortal bamboo?"

The fox-faced man was stunned for a moment by her unreasonable question, but then he suddenly withdrew his folding fan, a genuine smile overflowing from his throat.

"Here you go, sweet little girl."

He glanced at the piccolo, and the streamers in his eyes hidden under the mask turned, no one could guess what he was thinking.

Kawakami Haru put away the piccolo and said with a smile, "I have taken your things. If there is anything I can help in the future, I will definitely repay Mr. Tamazamae."

Are all the little witches so bold now?

Yuzao was tall and tall, with a half-smile, although she was called to reveal her identity, she didn't feel displeased at all.This free-wheeling demon flicked his sleeves, and the stall, which was hidden at the corner of the street, where ordinary people couldn't see it, was covered with a wide variety of musical instruments, large and small, and disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

The little girl had good eyesight and picked out his only authentic product.

At this time, the twilight was deep, and the fireworks of the winter festival jumped up amidst the cheers and excitement, illuminating the entire night sky.

Kawakami Haru came to the maple forest according to the appointment.

After she left this world, Ah Xing, who died in the maple forest, was buried under the red maple tree by the newly transformed red leaves.

"Here, look." Taking out one by one from her bosom, she shook the apple candy in her hand, and then put it under the tree, followed by Jinping candy, small puppets, ghost masks, octopus balls, and small spinning tops. It's all, she once thought about giving A Xing a gift.

"Fireworks are beautiful, aren't they?" The girl simply leaned against the tree, as if she was chatting with friends, with a little smile on the corner of her mouth, that's what Ah Xing saw most often, her appearance.

She stretched out her hand, her five fingers spread out in front of her eyes, and the fireworks passed through her fingers, giving the illusion of blooming at her fingertips.Kawakami Haru withdrew his finger, took out the newly bought piccolo, tilted his head and smiled and said, "I'm not as good as you, and I can't play music by myself. Fortunately, my memory is not bad, so I will use the song you gave me before as a song." Give it back to you as a birthday present."

The waka named Qing, with a bright and lively rhythm, is like raindrops hitting the lake, washing away all the stagnant sadness.

This is sunny.

——It’s sunny after the rain.

At the moment when the biggest and most beautiful fireworks were in full bloom, the girl holding a piccolo and smiling with downcast eyes had a long voice, and her orange eyes pierced straight into his heart.

"Do you like it, Xing? Happy birthday."

It was as if a flash of flame had been split from the endless darkness, and he was obviously not supposed to respond.

This song was his bondage to the girl, but it turned out to be the other way around, and at this moment, it was bonded to him again.

He carved the cold and dark imprint of the lord of the underworld in the girl's soul, and now, the girl planted an orange-red fire for him in this fireworks festival.

The man's long and narrow eyes gradually darkened, and the expression on his face was so indifferent to nothingness.He looked at the human group from above, but he didn't expect such an accident as Haru Kawakami among the human beings.

He followed the girl like a ghost, watching her with a contented smile on her face, the piccolos at her waist colliding with each other, making a crisp sound, watching her sitting on that cold big stone with her ankle sprained, white His face paled, watching her limping past the monitoring array, and firmly closing the back door.

I have changed my mind.

He murmured in a low voice, his figure elongated by the moonlight seemed to split apart, and several phantoms like black snakes sprang out quickly, sneaking into the house without a sound.

dear sunny,

This time, please die with me, okay?