Sister Hui Ye Wants Me to Be Reliable

The helmet slipped in the left hand hit the thigh lightly and rhythmically, and the mobile phone held in the right hand continued to stay on the main interface.

If she's still around here, if she's turned on the phone, if her luck is justified...

Contact list, Ying Lili.

dial.

Then I didn't even put it next to my ear to hear if it was connected, just held it like that, and let it hang naturally by my leg.

This area is really frighteningly quiet, except for the sound of the wind, except for the faint electronic sound in the earpiece, nothing can be heard.

But also because of this, if there are any other sounds, if you pay attention carefully, you can still detect them.

Really musical.

Dianthus slid down the sloping grass and stood on the bank of the river.

He did hear the flute, it was the Sicilian.

When watching the animation of "Hyoka" for the first time, the music that accompanied Fuyumi Irisu's appearance.

Ying Lili liked the taste of the dance music after only listening to it once, and even set it as the ringtone of her mobile phone.

Along the uneven bank below the slope, Dianthus walked towards the place where the sound of the music gradually increased.

Far upstream, on a sandbar formed by alluvial water, there is a long golden hair reflecting the light in the distance, shining brightly in the dark night.

Shi Zhu hung up the phone, and while approaching the brilliance, kicked a certain pebble by his feet.

The girl who was squatting on the ground staring at the water in a daze, looked at the place where the falling rocks came from because of the splashing water.

The boy in the white suit stood five or six meters away, grinning.

"Hey, Yinglili. You lost the hide-and-seek this time again."

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Chapter 23.5 "Deserters"

I don't know how long it has been since I ran away from the summer COMIC MARKET venue in a hurry.

Sawamura, Spencer, and Eriri had long since lost the strength to run, so they could only walk slowly and alone on unfamiliar streets in the neighborhood.

Not knowing where to go next, the girl who didn't even want to go home just paced in a direction she didn't know.

The baggy hat looked uncomfortably loose on the head, but its owner paid no attention to the problem.

In the scorching afternoon sun, she walked on the road where the shadows of buildings and trees sometimes disappeared, but the girl paced mechanically as if she couldn't feel anything.

The sweat dripping from her forehead flowed into her eyes, and the salt was so painful that she remembered to wipe her face with her hands.

But that was useless, the same sweaty hand, just exacerbated the tingling.

The bewildered girl closed her eyes tightly, found one of the bottles of water from the bag hanging on her shoulders, unscrewed the cap, raised her head recklessly, and poured it on her face.

With this movement, the large, ill-fitting hat slid down from the back of his head and rolled down to his feet.

The sweat that slid down her cheeks wet the front of her T-shirt and the top of her overalls. Holding the only half bottle of water left, she stood there motionless.

Two middle-aged women who didn't know each other passed by. They were probably surprised by Yinglili's inexplicable behavior. They whispered to each other as they passed by, but Yinglili couldn't hear clearly and didn't want to listen carefully.

She thought that she must be very embarrassed now, and no matter who saw it, she would want to laugh at it.

That's fine, even if it's just a stranger, if anyone laughs at her, she will feel that the pain in her chest can be relieved a little bit.

A gust of wind blew from the side, and the long blond hair that was originally wrapped in the hat was scattered behind him because the hat was taken off, and it danced directly with the wind at this time.

The remaining water on her cheeks quickly evaporated due to the humid wind, and the coolness that penetrated from her tender skin made Yinglili's brain a little clearer.

She subconsciously looked in the direction the wind was blowing from.

It turned out that before I knew it, I had already walked on an embankment road beside an unfamiliar river.

The wind is blowing from the other side of the river bank.

"Here is... where..." Ying Lili muttered to herself.

Then I gave up and continued to think, it doesn't matter where it is, it doesn't matter where it is.

Mu took out his mobile phone in a daze, glanced at the electronic map, and roughly understood that this location was somewhere between his home and the venue.

Glancing at the time, it was almost four o'clock.

Shi Zhu didn't call, she should be busy there.

She felt a little relieved suddenly, and after hesitantly turned off the GPS positioning, she picked up her hat and continued to walk forward.

In the midsummer afternoon, no one can be seen on the road, everyone must be hiding at home to enjoy the cool.

When her feet began to ache, she followed the downstream to the upstream, and she found clusters of tall-stemmed yellow flowers growing on the sandy soil beside the river at the bottom of the embankment slope on one side.

The girl who was attracted by the flowers unconsciously slid down the slope and walked along the river bank.

Finally, she stopped at an alluvial sandbar extending into the water. Unable to continue walking, she squatted in place, staring blankly at the river without any new ideas.

Then he buried his head in his knees, not knowing what to think about.