Rita's stupid husband

No matter whether the tea is strong or light, let the fragrance stay in your heart forever; no matter the distance is near or far, let the memories be connected to each other; no matter how much or little the thoughts are, let the blessings never change...

——Rita Rossweisse

"I, I just, was not careful..."

"Don't worry Rita, I'm fine."

Xiaokong smiled naively, Rita touched his head and couldn't help but said: "Look at how stupid you are."

"But, I just like to see you being silly."

Hearing what she said, Xiao Kong scratched his head shyly, and Rita asked him again: "Are you tired, Xiao Kong?"

"Not tired!"

"Okay, let's go play something else~ let's go!"

Rita held his hand and played various games with Xiao Kong, such as racing simulation, flight simulation, claw machine gashapon machine, whack-a-mole, etc. They never tired of it.

"I'm so exhausted. I've never played as crazy as I did today in my life..."

Rita was out of breath at this time, sitting on a bench in the arcade with Xiao Kong, and the game coins she bought had been completely spent.

"..."

Xiaokong was also very tired, so he sat there quietly, saying nothing.

It was already evening now, and the two children had only eaten crepes all day, so they were already hungry.

"What do you want to eat for dinner, Xiao Kong?"

Rita asked, and Xiao Kong's answer was very positive, saying: "There is nothing you want to eat, I will listen to Rita."

"Okay, let me think about it..."

"Then let's go eat spaghetti? The same one we ate when we first met Sora."

After leaving the video game city and coming to the pasta restaurant, it was still the same location and the same combination.

This may be the last time I eat pasta with Xiao Kong at this restaurant...

Looking at the pasta on the plate, Rita couldn't help but think this. Because of this, she had to eat it gratefully.

Thank you for staying with me during this time, my little fool...

Then, she looked at Kuuga next to her, who was wolfing down the food with a fork, looking really hungry.

He is always like this, only looking at things one-sidedly and not thinking in complex terms...

Many times, I don’t know how to adapt...

No matter what I say, it is right in his ears...

really...

I really can't bear to leave him...

Rita held back her tears. She couldn't cry at this time or in front of him. This was the last stop of their childhood and they must be happy.

"I, I'm full..."

What I eat is clean. The old naughty boy taught him that there should be no leftovers when eating, so unless there are special circumstances, he always shows off his share.

"I didn't even leave a single side dish. You're really worthy of Xiao Kong."

Rita smiled and Kuuga said to her: "Today, I was so hungry that I ate everything..."

After finishing the noodles, it was already past 7 pm, time passed really fast, and there was nothing I could do about it.

Because they were too tired, neither of the two children wanted to leave, so they finally decided to take the bus back.

The bus that had just resumed operation could be said to be completely empty. In addition, Xiao Kong and Rita were still on the latest bus. Apart from them, there was only one person on the bus who was sitting in a seat reserved for senior children. Man in hoodie.

The two children were sitting at the back of the bus, in the second to last row. Rita was inside and Xiao Kong was outside. She was leaning on Xiao Kong's shoulders, sleeping quietly...

"..."

Xiao Kong turned his head and glanced at Rita's sleeping face. Every day he spent with her was unforgettable for him.

She was always like this, often saying things she didn't understand, but even so, she was still willing to listen and believe.

Are Rita and I very different?

Why am I willing to believe everything she says?

When I see her again in the future, will she still be the same person I know?

Thinking of this, Xiao Kong couldn't help but shed tears. He covered his mouth and tried not to let Rita hear the cry. Then a series of tears flowed down silently from his sad face. Xiao Kong Staring out of the glass window, her eyes were red and swollen from crying; tears were still flowing.

He put down his hands without wiping them, and let the tears flow to his lips, astringent, and let the tears wet his pants. He had held back his hands, but soon he started sobbing again, and once again tried to cover up his reluctance with his hands, His sporadic sobs turned into constant low sobs, and he squeezed his eyes shut, biting his fists with his teeth in an effort to stifle the sobs.

The man sitting on the special seat for senior children took off the hood of his hoodie to reveal his face, it was the old naughty boy.

This feeling of stagnant water seemed to have added more concern to his heart; all these years, the old naughty boy had been quietly watching the growth of the two children as a bystander, and had been protecting their love as invisible wings. Pure feelings.

But now, it's time for them to separate.

Naturally, he also understood that Rita could not be kept.

The old naughty boy looked out the window and thought to himself...

"Kid, can you withstand the test?"