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Yukimura watched as Fuji stood up, turned around and walked away step by step, his thin shirt was stained with mottled blood, dust and mud, his lonely back looked like a little beast trying to hide and lick its wounds.Yukimura stopped the female car owner who was reckless and wanted to rush up to apologize again, and walked towards the dormitory alone, and now he just wanted to throw himself hard on the single bed.

In the middle of the night, Yukimura heard the sound of the door opening and almost thought it was a dream. He opened his eyes and sat up. The hazy moonlight barely penetrated through the thin curtains. Sit on the opposite bed.

"No two?"

"Yukimura...I'm fine."

This sentence again... Is it really all right?Yukimura frowned, and vaguely saw that Fuji slowly hugged his knees and curled himself up in a corner of the bed, his heart throbbing uncontrollably: "Fuji..."

"Hey... Yukimura... I don't want to stay at home, I feel that there are shadows of Fuji everywhere in that house..." Fuji buried his head in his knees, his voice was low and depressed, and he instinctively wanted to find someone close to him, "Xokimura ...Seiichi...Seiichi...If Fuji didn't turn around but ran forward, it would be fine...If I had a chain in my hand, wouldn't it be..."

"Zhou Zhu, there is no if." Yukimura hurriedly stood up and walked to Fuji's side, half kneeling in front of Fuji's bed, holding Fuji's slightly trembling shoulders with his hands.Probably because of the night wind blowing all the way when he came here, Yukimura felt that the coldness touched by his fingertips could spread to his bones, "There will never be ifs."

"Hey, Jingichi." Fuji's voice was still muffled, "I carried Fuji back with my own hands... At that time, it was just a little puppy, and it didn't feel as heavy as a tennis racket... When I hugged it in the afternoon, Fuji It's grown so big and heavy..."

"Zhou Zhu..." Yukimura didn't know how to say comforting words, he stretched out his hand to put his forehead on his shoulder, and patted Fuji's back soothingly with the other hand.

"Hey... Seichi..." Fuji leaned on Yukimura, closed his eyes and relaxed his tense muscles little by little, "I originally planned to raise another apple this year, and then let it pile up with Fujisheng... "

"Zhou Zhu..." Yukimura said softly, "Cry out, I can't see."

"Hey...Seichi...why isn't it raining..." Fuji's tone was filled with sobs, and he reached out and grabbed the hem of Yukimura's pajamas.

Yukimura didn't answer any more, just patted Fuji's back silently, listening to Fuji talking intermittently about Fuji, the present, the past, and the future.Until the voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, only the warm breath touching the skin of the shoulder through the thin cloth could be vaguely felt.Yukimura knew that when he first rose tomorrow, he would still see the genius with the faint smile that he couldn't tell the real from the fake.

Then the days returned to the same old ones, every day after class, on the way to the dormitory, Fuji would still stop unconsciously and stare at the sky for a while, but he would never smile and say to Yukimura beside him: "The weather is good today." , I’ll go home and bring Fuji out for a stroll.”

Until one day, Yukimura pushed open the door of the dormitory, and saw Fuji lying quietly on the deck chair on the balcony, with his blue eyes open as if he was intently observing the lights on the top of the balcony, the sinking sunset was silent at the end of the sky, Everything is rendered in the afterglow of twilight.The recliner under Fuji was slowly shaking back and forth in a slow rhythm, probably because he heard the sound of the door opening, he didn't turn his head, but just said softly: "Hey, Jingshi, the girl on the balcony Thank you Lavender."

"Yes." Yukimura closed the door, walked to the balcony, and stood beside Fuji.

"Provence is actually very close. I have always said that I want to go and see the lavender in patches there, but I always miss the flowering season after time." Buer closed his eyes as he said, with an expression on his face that seemed to be very sad. Recalling something tenderly, "Fuji came to our house, the first mistake he made was to trample on a large area of ​​blooming lavender in the backyard, when Fuji appeared in front of his mother covered in mud and petal residues... Heh... I was punished at that time Well... don't remember..."

Yukimura listened quietly, his eyes fell on the lavender on the balcony, the edges of the meridian leaves of the plant showed signs of withering, and there were still a few lilac lavender petals scattered on the soil, blown by the wind, they fell lightly to the ground Best at hand.

Fuji sat up, looking at Yukimura's blue eyes with sadness that was almost vented: "Hey, Seichi, I probably won't keep a dog anymore, because... I really can't bear the feeling of losing again. "Speaking, Fuji stood up, walked in front of Yukimura, hugged Yukimura with his arms outstretched, sniffed the lavender fragrance that seemed to be left on Yukimura's body, and closed his eyes silently, his tone finally returned to calm, "I It's really all right, thank you, Jingshi."

"Zhou Zhu." Yukimura raised his hand and hugged Fuji back, with a hint of doting in his tone, "You are never alone." The setting sun had sunk below the horizon, and there was still a cool light in the whole sky.

Yukimura unconsciously remembered that when he went to Fujiya last weekend, Yumiko worriedly told him about her silly brother.No second phrase 'I'm fine. 'Obviously that's the most worrying thing. Every time, every time, all the sadness, self-blame and guilt are converged into those smiling eyebrows, and others can't even comfort them.Thinking of Yukimura, he bowed his head close to Fuji's ear, and said softly, "It's okay, you can think of me."