Natori and the Passer-by Heroine

Shiwa sight

Maybe it's because most of the consumer groups targeted by the shopping center don't have too many reasons during normal working day afternoons, and there aren't many people coming and going around. After lunch, Asahi and Shiwa Walking out, I simply walked side by side with her, without any other unnecessary movements. Shiyu's figure is quite tall and outstanding, although she is 1.8 meters, but she wears high heels, the difference is not much different, and her shoulders always inadvertently move when walking The collision was obviously only for a short moment, but there was a strong emotion passing through the thick coat.

"Take my hand."

Turning her head, her smooth, black and lustrous hair was dancing in the air under the light, and the ends of her hair drifted past her seemingly casual eyes looking at the surrounding shops, but she put one hand in the pocket of the coat, leaning against the shallow Yi's hand on this side is deliberately stiff at his side, neither shaking with the body's movements nor clenched into a fist, it just keeps on the side of his thigh.

Speaking of it... this seems to be my first date with her, if the meaning of dating is 'men and women who have a crush on each other go out alone'.

Obviously even more intimate and in-depth things have been done.

Looking at her side face, Qian Yi suddenly felt that those eyes looked a little lonely.

"What do you want for Christmas this year?"

Asagi's heart tugged, and he grabbed the back of her hand at the timing of speaking, and naturally adjusted his hand, palm to palm. The hand she used to weave the popular words was a bit small, but it fit perfectly with her own hand. My palms are sweaty.

She is also nervous.

He had obviously done such a thing before, so how could he still be as nervous as himself.

"If I can see the key card of a high-end hotel on my desk that day, it will be the best gift for Santa Claus."

There was an unconcealable panic in her normal voice.

"I can't help it. I said that I have to work overtime that day, so I will come out with you today."

Qian smiled wryly, and didn't complain about her like usual, he was also a little restless, for some reason, when his palms were pressed together, it was as magical as feeling her heart beat faster.The two of them seemed to be walking aimlessly between the dazzling array of shops, without any destination, just walking like this.

The hands that were held became interlocked.

"Six hours in the afternoon and late at night, I think I'll choose the latter."

"If you keep talking like that, I'm going to bite you?"

Really, the guy says these things to cover up when he gets nervous.

"Out of the shopping mall, turn left and there is a lovehotel."

Even so, she still walked slowly in line with Asahi's pace.

"I have to go to work tonight."

It is not the first time holding hands with her. I have done it many times before. Some are accidental, and some are deeply memorable. Most of the scenes that I can remember deeply are the scenes of clasping fingers when we are happy, although the focus is not on On the handshake.

At this moment, holding her hand is a very magical thing, feeling the fine sweat from her palm, the beating of the heart will tend to be consistent through the palm of the hand, and the distance between the shoulders is slowly approaching like a magnet. , the scent of fragrance will ferment in the dimples of her smile, and the tenderness or joy in her heart will flow to each other's hearts in the eyes.

Maybe this is the taste of first love.

At the beginning, my heart was still immature. The relationship between Xiaohui and Shiyu was not as ups and downs as the relationship with Shiyu. Her love was so passionate. It's quiet.

She didn't say anything, just walked slowly with him holding hands like this.

Suddenly lightly laughed out loud.

"What's wrong?"

Shi Yu changed the posture of holding hands, and the palms were embedded in his palms. In fact, if the fingers of a man and a woman interlock, this movement is not very comfortable. If the palms are of the same size, it is another matter.

"No, I suddenly wondered if there was something weird between us."

It's like running back to the starting point from the end point in the eyes of others.

"Hmph, I don't even think about whose fault it is."

Shi Yu glared at him, and there was a softness in her voice.

"Okay, okay, don't you really want gifts?"

"room card."

"turn down."

"1."

"Wait for me for 10 years."

"Marriage certificate."

"..."

"coward."

"Whispering! If you don't tell the truth, some poor girl with a stocking on her bed wakes up and finds no gifts."

It was only by accident that Asagi found out that Shiyu had the habit of hanging socks on the bedside at Christmas, and had once made fun of her.

"Ah, I don't know who will give who the gift then."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I hung the original black silk that I used that day."

"...I lost."

The two of them talked nonsense like this, slowly holding hands like junior high school students, changing postures from time to time, but there was a nostalgic forgetting in the plainness.