Mi Xia [Net King]

When you get along with a person day and night, his every move, in your vision, will gradually get used to it.But anything that is beyond the ordinary, even if it is only a small aspect, will be extremely profound.

Hirano Bixiang even felt at a loss for a while after confirming that his time to go out was getting shorter and shorter.

It's not that I completely discarded tennis. When it's time to exercise, I still go out with a tennis bag on my back, but compared to the initial enthusiasm that was almost soaked in the flesh and blood, and even the eyes that showed the anger of love or obsession, the current state is completely It can be called cold.

The passionate tennis match in the gymnasium before seemed to be just an illusion. The young man was still as elegant and arrogant as before, but it seemed that he had shifted his interests to other areas.

Reading books, listening to music, watching movies, studying sundries, and even following her to tend a garden of flowers, how should I put it...not very normal.

Hirano Bixiang knew that his hobbies were actually very wide.The piano can hardly be said to be an amateur level, and she often keeps reading books in her free time. Unlike her, she can buy a whole year's package ticket in the theater for dramas, but she will never miss a long-awaited concert, even for the same time. Sports, fencing, equestrian, ballroom dancing, etc. also occupy a large proportion.If he wants, he can decorate his life with extra variety.

– However, tennis is indispensable.

It seemed hard for her to imagine that a young man who looked down on the world on the tennis court and was eager to lead the team to the highest honor would look like he would leave tennis completely one day.

Sure enough, there is still... a bit of a problem.

He didn't ask, and didn't even show his doubts.After thinking about it, after throwing away the book he was reading, he searched through the living room.

The teenager who was quietly watching old movies on the sofa raised his head and looked at her.

"What are you looking for?" The old literary film on the screen was paused, and he asked.

"A box for business cards."

The sound of cicadas outside the window is faint, and the morning sun is at its best. It is neither hot nor dry, neither strong nor strong. Hirano Bixiang is wearing casual home clothes, stepping barefoot on the carpet, with an orange-red floral bodice above her knees. Cotton skirt, long soft hair loosely tied behind the head, pinned with a mahogany hairpin with four-leaf clover hollow pattern, fresh and brighter than the morning light.

"Business card?" Somewhat curious.

Hirano Bixiang opened the side kitchen, looked through the cabinets one by one, and replied: "'Pinzhen' has been staying for a long time, and there will always be some big people. The previous guests gave me some business cards and put them in a candy box. Because it has never been used, and I don’t know where it was stuffed by me..."

The boy subconsciously scanned the living room.

On the low cabinet under the TV screen are neatly lined up various things, one of which is a slanted straw frame wrapped in green flower lace, the first and second floors are filled with all kinds of remote controls, and the third floor is stacked with colorful and various Cards, the obvious replacement for a "card case".

He paused for a moment when he glanced at the coffee table. There was only a single rose in a small thin-necked crystal bottle.The edges are almost withered, the freshness is gone, and only the last ray of vitality is left to support the stems.

His gaze softened slightly, and then he turned around and turned to Hirano Bixiang.

The figure was already half-kneeling on the ground, a small box was spread out in front of him, and he was already reading a stack of cards in his hand.

"found it."

She looked up and smiled, opening her arms in a hand gesture.

The boy was sitting not far from her, but seeing that he was out of reach, he stood up and took a few steps to take the business card.

Touch it to know it's not just a business card.Made of metal, the surface is plated with gold, and the pattern on it is simple and beautiful. It should be used for membership cards.

Turning to the opposite side, there are only a few simple words: "Idlers' Club."

He blinked slowly.

Looking up, Hirano Bixiang had put all the messed things back in place, pushed the cabinets one by one, closed the cabinet door, turned around and just clapped her hands, paused when she met his gaze, then smiled slightly: "Go fishing ~ us."

After a long time, the boy nodded.

He just...unintentionally, mentioned it just once...

Just in time, the club is preparing for an event on Lake Ashi.

The business card itself is a membership card, Hirano Bixiang has many such things.The nature of Pinzhen's part-time work indicates that she will have many one-sided close friends. The guests trust her, and she can consciously keep her secret. Many things are much simpler than the things themselves.That's how those cards came about.

It's a pity that she seldom goes out, accepting other people's kindness but shelving it all the time. She didn't realize that she could borrow this until she heard him mention his interest in fishing earlier.Senior VIP, no need to pay to go out with the team.

Lake Ashi is the core and most charming tourist base in Hakone.

To be precise, it's not too far from Hirano Bixiang's home.When the weather is fine, she will occasionally take a car to take a walk around the lake, but tourists from all over the world gather here all year round, and the complicated and chaotic environment is far more than the quiet and peaceful environment, which she doesn't really like.

Hakone is so famous, not to mention the world-famous hot springs, but the complex volcanic terrain here, the beautiful natural landscape formed by rivers, lakes, and grasslands, is enough to make people linger.Nature presents one of the most beautiful wonders here. When Hirano's father chose a place to stay here, he chose a relatively remote residential area for this reason.

Children always inherit traits from their parents.

She looks too much like her mother, but her temperament is just like a passionate and paranoid father back then.In a similar way, when I was young, my mother seemed to have teased her many times, and that voice has been echoing in my ears since she left, and it is still unforgettable to this day.

Hirano Bixiang sat on a plastic chair with her chin in her hand, watching the young man pick up a fishing rod and chatting with lures, and occasionally with people around him. I understand too well, but I can also listen with my eyebrows bent and my eyes very focused.

The young man has deep knowledge and broad vision, his gestures are very elegant, and his manner of speaking and dealing with others seems to be very educated.

The pride and publicity that are unique to youthful vigor are not disgusting at all, they just feel that this kind of youth is full of charm.

He could make everyone like him if he wanted to.

The sun is still very good today.He was wearing a simple monochrome shirt and trousers, a linen stitched beret, a narrow tie with a blue plaid, and big sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. He was dressed in a very British style, not to mention the eye-catching luxury.

The club is rich and powerful, and circled an entire pier by the lake.

There are yachts and small boats, not the famous pirate ship on Lake Ashi, which is too big, presumably because of the limited fishing methods, so they all choose small hulls.A soft canopy was set up on the pier, and there was a row of long tables under it, with some light food and low-alcoholic wine. The open space on the other side was filled with all kinds of fishing rods and bait.There's even a makeshift kitchen and grill set up for members to handle their trophies.

The boy turned around after choosing the equipment, and when he looked up, he saw a figure sitting on the side smiling and looking at him.

He thought for a while: "Fishing?"

Hirano Bixiang smiled: "It's a novice, the kind that can be easily thrown away with a fishing rod."

So he turned back to help her with club selection.

The person who founded the Idlers Club was originally a fishing fanatic and had a lot of spare money in his hands, so he put a lot of effort into the club.Although the club's service target is relatively high-level, it is inevitable to deal with some dignitaries, but compared with those clubs that are more social in the name of learning and communication, this place is obviously more in line with the original intention of the establishment, and it is very technical. .

Not only the equipment and equipment provided are top-notch in the world, but also most of the members are skillful fishermen, mainly middle-aged and elderly, not many young people, but even young people have a certain foundation, such as a pure novice like Hirano Bixiang It's rare.

But even though she has a fresh face, such a warm and soft girl like a flower is seductive just by looking at her. How can the people around her not be enthusiastic?

Hirano Bixiang smiled and pressed the straw hat on her head.The wide brim of the hat covers most of the face, so the sunlight will not be too glaring.

She was wearing a very fresh dress today, a knee-length dress with green flowers, a white silk scarf wrapped around a thin waist, and a tourmaline rose button on the side.She was born beautiful, and this kind of dress made her unforgettable.

But she really doesn't know how to fish.She was not interested in this aspect, so she didn't know much about it. She once thought that fishing was the kind of squatting with a fishing rod and then the volunteers would take the bait, but she didn't expect that there are so many things to pay attention to just choosing the rod and bait, not to mention fishing skills and the like. .Even, the lure fishing method made her feel quite magical.

She didn't understand until the young man explained it to her in detail.

Lure is also the homonym of artificial bait, so lure fishing is also called artificial bait fishing, which is a very green and environmentally friendly new fishing method.

Different from the traditional fishing method, it does not throw lures into the water and wait for the fish to take the bait. Instead, the fisher controls the stalk to give the lures different traction and dragging forces in the water, making them appear in the water like fleeing, Struggle, spasm and other forms to attract the target fish to attack.

During the whole fishing process, the fisherman is exercising his whole body, and he has to choose different techniques according to the various habits of the target fish. Veteran players who are good at using lures will also match the fishing group and choose the technique according to the conditions of the fishing ground at that time.

Therefore, in the process of engaging in lure fishing, fishermen can not only exercise their bodies, but also experience the changes in nature and feel the mysterious relationship with various species, so lure fishing is also known as water golf.

...It sounds taller.

And this is exactly what Atobe Keigo himself admired very much.

"Have fun." Hirano Bixiang waved goodbye to him with a smile while holding the fishing rod. Different fishing methods were assigned to different areas. She simply turned around and was about to catch up with the fishing group when her arm was suddenly grabbed.

She didn't grasp it tightly, but with such a vain grasp, she had already stopped and turned her head in surprise.

The boy stretched out his hand to clasp her arm, as if to hold her back.

His face was covered with shadows, and his sunglasses reflected light, so he couldn't see the shape of his eyes clearly. His face seemed to be calm, and he couldn't tell what expression he had.But when Hirano Bixiang looked at it, she always felt that those eyes should be smiling.

So she nodded, laughed too, and said, "Okay."

What kind of tricks does a heart have to turn so that it can escape such a delicate and sensitive mind?

She didn't even need him to speak, probably with just a slight movement, she could already understand his thoughts.

Originally, he wanted him to play more relaxed and comfortable, and it was better for a group of fishing masters around him to communicate with each other than a novice who didn't know anything about her, but since he wanted her to stay, what could be better than looking at him? Can make her happy?

Probably this is like a long time ago, when she knelt on the ground and handed him an early summer jasmine with a smile, the child didn’t understand anything and still sat beside her, trying to keep her eyes open and watch her every move— -it's the same.