So, when Andaoyuan rode his bicycle and took the snow to the way home.

But he didn't know that the beautiful girls in Hyacinth Ju were not worried about themselves at all. They were already in a comfortable nap state under the warm afternoon sun.

However, probably he knew about this and would just smile it gently.

This is an unspeakable tacit understanding.

When we are about to arrive in the Tokyo metropolitan area.

The silver-haired girl gently pulled the corner of his clothes and said, "Andauyuan, I want to go and see the kittens before."

"good."

Andaoba didn't say much else.

He would not refuse Xue’s request just by answering this word.

Just like a kitten trusts him and agrees.

The bicycle was carrying fluttering wheels and a cute girl shaking a string of meatballs in her mouth, looking very cute.

Most cyclists like the feeling of being on the road.

With free riding, I can walk whenever I want, stop whenever I want, and don’t care about the end of the cycling, but care about the scenery along the way and the mood of enjoying the scenery.

At this moment, the bicycle that Andaoyuan was walking on was rubbing against the earth with the light wheels, as wonderful as the seven-stringed lyre twirled in the poet's hand.

The wheels were parked on the edge of the bridge hole.

Since the last time, Qingyuan Spring water has slid across Tokyo with light pink cherry blossoms.

The rivers passing through Tokyo have gradually thawed into light-colored streams, blew across the huge Tokyo capital with a revival.

The same is true here.

Xue walked to the bridge hole and gently called out the kittens who had spent the winter here before.

"Hey~ don't be afraid, it's me."

Then one or two chestnut kittens carefully popped their heads, and then they saw that it was snow, and their explosive tails were gently lowered.

Then he walked gentlely to Xue and rubbed her legs.

The silver-haired girl squatted down and gently touched the kitten's soft head with her hands.

When Andaoyuan saw this scene, he had a warm smile on his face. He squatted beside her and said to Xue Wenrou: "These kittens are the same as you in the past."

The silver-haired girl showed an unspeakable concentration and beautiful expression on her face and replied:

"I am a monster and don't understand people's hearts very much. However, being alone is very lonely. I understand this, I understand this."

She reached out and touched the kitten's forehead gently, while the chestnut kitten closed his eyes and enjoyed silently like a little beast.

He also meowed twice softly.

Sometimes people only need the touch of a warm hand, which is like having the whole world.

"I'm going to break up some crepes for them to eat."

Xue untied the plastic bag from the handlebar of the bicycle, then broke the strawberry-flavored crepes she bought in Nikko and fed them a little bit.

Gently caress them while feeding them.

"So well-behaved"

Andaoyuan just watched her feeding the kitten food in her mouth with a different tenderness than usual.

It feels like time has become slower.

As it is written in "Space through the Long Years with Anthony": "We should make something warmer than summer while we are young."

When I returned to Hyacinth, it was already too late.

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Xueba bought everything that she had done was fine and had already shared it with the kittens by the bridge. When she saw Shiyin in the yard, she stuck out her tongue cutely:

"Shiyin, sorry, I bought the delicious ones."

Miss Shiyin tidied up the flower pond. When she heard her say this, she replied gently: "It's okay, but you can't eat too much, otherwise dinner will be wasted."

"That's definitely not. Shiyin, the things you make are super delicious."

She ran into the house happily, then lay on the sofa: "I will eat them all."

Shiyin smiled.

Then he asked Andaoyuan who stopped his bicycle and said, "An Jun, how does it feel to travel in the abyss?"

"Maybe some regrets."

He is a rational person, so he will not cover up his heart with lies.

“There will always be some regrets in life.”

Shi Yin gently broke a slightly yellow branch and then placed it in the flower pond:

"But these beauty that has disappeared will become the nutrients for this bouquet of flowers when spring comes, and bloom more beautiful flowers."

"You're right."

Andaoyuan recalled the brass ring he buried in the soil.

Looking at the light golden sunset in the distance.

"It's time for me to prepare dinner, what do I want to eat tonight?"

Shiyin clapped her hands.

"I like everything you do, just be as casual as you do."

Andau is far from asking for it.

"hh, then you have to come and prepare with me."

Shi Yin was also a rare playful one. She put on an apron and threw it to Andaoyuan.

"Honored, beautiful lady."

The gentleman Andoyuan responded.

These words and the apron he put on his casually has a more life atmosphere.

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The party organized by Miss Harushi Abe ended when night fell.

So the gatekeeper's action is about to begin.

Hilton Motley stood at the door, wearing a black outfit.

When he was young, he would go on vacation with his mother in the Alps every spring, often standing on the grass at the foothills for several hours, looking up at the sky.

The housekeeper and the servant whispered not far away, saying whether the young heir had any mental problems. In their opinion, this mountain was extremely monotonous, but the young man felt a rare peace because of such a world.

In Mollet's world, the mountain land is full of music. The wind blows away the dandelions, and countless small umbrellas rotate in the wind. The sound of the wind is amplified thousands of times, like church music played with an organ. The sound of the dandelion umbrella sliding through the air is the chants sung by the choir. The entire mountain land acts as the resonance cavity of the invisible organ.

The whole world is playing for one person, which is more fascinating than the cheers of the crowd. At this time, only the mother will stand behind him and gently stroke his hair:

"Little Mollet, will you feel lonely?"

"Won't."

He answered quietly as he looked at the dandelion field.

"Good boy."

His mother said.

Just like the sea of ​​flowers she slept ten years later.

Just like the tombstone they slept in thirty years later.

Just like the night sky of Tokyo today.

(Who is not lonely?)
Chapter completed!