Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

Chapter 232 Wind Chime Returning Home

"Unique...huh?"

Without saying it out loud, Su Qing just said it silently in his heart.

In a broad sense, every person is unique.

Even if cloning technology really reaches an extremely advanced level in the future.

There must be some small but decisive difference between the replica and the original.

But Mahiru added a prefix - [for me].

I don't know why, the moment she said it.

Something in Su Qing's heart seemed to be deeply touched.

The wind blowing in my face did not carry a chill like the late autumn evening breeze.

Because typhoons are born in the tropics and are a type of tropical cyclone, they are actually hot winds.

“It doesn’t seem to be that cold.”

Su Qing suddenly said.

"Because I changed my clothes before leaving, and... my hands are warm, aren't they?"

Playfully raising the two hands, one big and one small, high up, Mahiru raised her chin with a smug smile on her face.

Looking at her smile, Su Qing couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"If you know it's a typhoon, you don't need to change clothes. After all, typhoons are hot winds."

Su Qing explained.

"I know. I'm not bad in liberal arts, just not as good as you."

Mahiru shrugged nonchalantly.

"Then you return it?"

"Even if that's the case, it doesn't change the established fact that holding hands is warm, right?"

"makes sense."

in fact.

Su Qing also had some of this feeling.

Warm, hot.

These are indeed two completely different feelings.

It cannot be generalized.

"Um...remember you asked me if I liked typhoons?"

Mahiru looked over again.

"Remember. You said you didn't like it very much."

Facing that touch of caramel color, Su Qing said.

"Hey...you still remember it."

Mahiru's voice was obviously happy, but also mixed with a little melancholy.

"How can you forget something that happened two months ago so quickly?"

Su Qing said helplessly.

"It's hard to say. Some people easily forget things even if they happened yesterday."

Mahiru was of course not "pointing" at Su Qing, this was just something she heard when the girls in her class were talking about XX gossip.

"So you bring this up now, are you trying to change the answer?" Su Qing asked.

"Yes." Slowly stopping, Mahiru briefly let go of Su Qing's hand.

She was facing Su Qing, and blinked her beautiful eyes smartly, as if there was a light flickering in them.

"Didn't you say you could tell by looking at my eyes? Do you want to try and guess?"

at that time.

The clock was quietly approaching five o'clock.

The orange afterglow passed through the clouds and gently caressed Mahiru's white and delicate face, which was as white as mutton-fat jade. It made her look more warm and shiny, and also contrasted with the caramel-colored light.

"Do we need to guess?" Shaking his head, Su Qing said with a smile.

If you didn't like it originally, now you specifically emphasize that you want to answer it again.

In fact, the answer has already been obvious, right?

"If you don't tell me, then I can't answer you." Mahiru said this while leaning forward slightly in a small arc.

"Well...will something bad happen?" Su Qing asked tentatively.

"will not."

The answer Su Qing got was somewhat unexpected.

But it makes sense.

He stared at Mahiru's face quietly.

Because of the rendering of light, her long flaxen hair shone brightly like molten gold, draped softly on her shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze.

"it's beautiful……"

Su Qing's lips moved slightly involuntarily.

"I think so too. Why didn't I know before that the sky would be so beautiful before a typhoon comes?"

Turning around, Mahiru raised her face.

The originally clear blue sky was like a blank canvas, quietly waiting for someone to paint on it.

As if unwilling to be swallowed by the coming storm, the sun tried its best to spread the last ray of brilliance into the sky.

For a while.

The afterglow of the setting sun and the thick clouds intertwined to create a breathtaking picture.

"Really... it's beautiful."

A soft voice once again escaped from Mahiru's red lips. If there was a bench at this moment, the girl might sit on it involuntarily and lean on "him" beside her.

"Maybe you were so busy on your way that you forgot to look up."

Seeing Mahiru looking into the distance, Su Qing also followed her example and appreciated this unusual sight.

"Then I have to walk slower and look up at the sky from time to time."

Putting his hands behind his back, Mahiru smiled.

"Of course you can... But when I said 'so beautiful', I wasn't talking about this."

Su Qing's words made Mahiru a little confused. She turned around subconsciously and tilted her head slightly, "Eh...? Aren't you talking about the sky? What about...?"

Mahiru's doubts gradually dissipated in the wind, and she seemed to realize something.

The blush crept up her neck at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the girl had become a part of this orange-yellow painting.

"I thought you were talking about the sky..."

Turning his eyes away, Mahiru murmured quietly.

Since the beauty is not the sky.

Then...it can only be her.

[I really can’t take him lightly…]

Mahiru confirmed this once again in her heart.

"Both. All."

Touching his face, Su Qing felt a little embarrassed.

Because of this little episode, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became a little silent.

Even the wind became a little noisy.

No matter how gorgeous the scenery is, what captures people's hearts is actually just the stunning feeling when they see it for the first time.

Just like it is now.

Staring at this picture of nature, Su Qing had actually already felt a little bored.

Although this has something to do with his memory.

But the objective fact of "visual fatigue" cannot be denied.

I was about to speak up to tell Mahiru that it was time to leave.

But unexpectedly, he was interrupted by a tiny whisper.

"like……"

It is as weak as a candle in the wind, but when you blow it confidently, you are surprised to find that the flame is still flickering.

Although Mahiru lowered her head, her long hair made her face and eyes invisible.

Su Qing still understood from the bottom of her heart that it must have come from her mouth.

"what?"

I don’t know if he wanted to confirm his favorite object or if he simply wanted to hear it again.

In short.

Su Qing asked.

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Mahiru suddenly raised her head, and her long hair was completely dyed golden at that moment, sacred and inviolable.

"No."

Su Qing had no choice but to say it against his will.

But I didn't hear the object I liked.

It should be considered unclear.

So it shouldn’t be against one’s will.

It couldn’t be more appropriate to say - [Follow your heart].

"Then I'll say it again. Listen carefully this time."

The girl's voice gradually became cunning, but the boy was only thinking about what he had just said and seemed a little absent-minded at the moment.

"I will hear it clearly, provided you don't deliberately keep silent about it."

Su Qing finished speaking and stared at the caramel color motionlessly.

It seemed that even if I didn't hear clearly, I could still see something from her eyes.

"What I just said... is that I like you~"

Looking directly into Su Qing's eyes without any hesitation, Mahiru's heartbeat was "boom, boom, boom" pounding against her chest.

Wind helps fire.

Therefore, no matter how small the flame is, it will eventually turn into a raging fire.

"Didn't I say I would answer again? How about it? Looking at my eyes, you should have guessed it in advance, right?"

Giving Su Qing a mischievous smile, Mahiru took several steps forward as if running away.

Took a few breaths.

The girl suddenly turned around and smiled brightly.

The orange-yellow painting naturally became her background at this moment.

Just don't know why.

Su Qing felt that the painting was beautiful again.

Now, he has realized it.

Some things, even with his extraordinary memory.

It is also destined to be unable to be fully backed up.

"What are you standing there for? Go home~~"

Jingle bell——

The clear and pleasant sound lingered in the wind.

That is——【Wind chime of home】

Take a deep breath.

Su Qing walked forward quickly, skillfully holding the softness in his hands, and his voice became like the orange sunset at that moment, calm and peaceful but still bright, "The wind is blowing again... I have to hold your hand on the way back."

"Of course."

Suppressing the throbbing in his heart, Mahiru nodded.

The two of them just walked and walked.

at the same time.

The clouds are also moving in the orange sky.

On the ground were their shadows as they passed.

and so.

The shadows of the two were stretched very long at this moment.

……

PS:

After the Ministry of Revenue commission is completed, I will try to arrange for Mahiru and Su Qing to be together.

I will start writing Yukino’s story tomorrow.