I'm surviving in a love game

After dinner, the two should have bid farewell, but when they walked out of the store, there was a faint snow in the night sky, and the street lights on both sides of the street had been on for a while, and there were neither too many nor too few pedestrians, coming and going , maybe the momentum of the fine snow can't stop people's interest in enjoying the snow.

The warmth accumulated in the store with great difficulty was diluted by the cold air blowing towards us, leaving only a faint chill in the end.

"Winter in Yokohama is really here..." Shiori Hoshimiya raised her hand, holding a swaying snowflake in her palm, the snowflake was quickly melted into a puddle of water by the heat of her palm, and she wiped away the snow water with her thumb , and tightened the coat a little with his free hands, and smiled politely at Fukuzawa Yukichi, "Then I'll go first."

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who was still thinking about how to say the invitation, didn't expect Hoshimiya Shiori's farewell words to come so fast, a rather hasty syllable was deliberately stuck in his throat, and he seemed to have finally overcome Hesitating, he balled his hand into a fist and put it on his lower lip, "Do you want to go see the night view of Yokohama together? Chuxue should be beautiful too."

Shall we go to see the night view together...

It doesn't take many reasons to reject Fukuzawa Yukichi, because the rationality of an adult is enough for him to detect any subtle signs, but now that he can say such a thing, it shows his determination.

Inexplicably, she should have refused, but when the words were about to be spoken, she spontaneously changed to "OK".

At this moment, she and Fukuzawa Yukichi were walking down the street side by side.

This is also the case in my memory. Hoshimiya Shiori, who used to be Mrs. Fukuzawa, would also walk on the street with Fukuzawa Yukichi who was rarely free after dinner. Passing by, the boys and girls who are passionately in love always have endless topics to talk about, and there is always an obvious joy on their faces.

But there is a kind of tacit understanding between her and Fukuzawa Yukichi that does not need to be broken, that is, wordless companionship, and sometimes interlocking fingers is worth a thousand words.

Compared with the love plots of other strategy characters, Fukuzawa Yukichi's lines are always flat but warm, because his presence is enough to bring a sense of security, and his love is condensed in silent behavior.

Ah, it feels like getting into old married couple mode early.

But just like the CG played when he married Fukuzawa Yukichi.

There was no sweet talk, this man just solemnly swore to everyone word by word, "I will love her, respect her, just like she treats me."

Her thoughts drifted away again, she hurriedly pulled back her faint thoughts and kept a distance from Fukuzawa Yukichi.

Because it was snowing in the sky, thick clouds covered most of the night, so not only the shadow of the bright moon could not be seen, but even the light of the stars had to be searched carefully to catch one or two, Fukuzawa Yukichi seemed to raise his head unintentionally Looking at the sky, because of the movement of looking up, his neat and beautiful jaw line and the line of his neck are all exposed.

"The brilliance of the stars existed hundreds of millions of years ago." He said suddenly, but he was more surprised than Shiori Xinggong. He frowned, as if he was thinking about where he had seen it before. This passage, and what is the reason for him to blurt out.

And Xinggong Shizhi already knew everything, and even completed his vague words in his heart.

——"The light of the stars we see now may have been emitted tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of years ago, and some asteroids that emit light may have long since ceased to exist."

The dusty memories were flipped through on their own.

This is unequal, the self who has all the memories, uses such memories to stand aside like a bystander, looking down on them condescendingly.

Intuition told her about the hidden inequality, but reason prevailed again, suppressing the overly emotional thoughts that popped up.

"Does the president also study astronomy?" She laughed and laughed, ready to fool her.

"No, it came out of nowhere, more like someone told me that."

Fukuzawa Yukichi was obviously very concerned about this, his hidden eyes stopped at the corner of Hoshimiya Shiori's upturned mouth, and then he closed his eyelids again.

This sentence seems to belong to Shiori Xinggong completely, but now her performance seems to have nothing to do with it.

If his feelings are correct, then...

What kind of mood did Hoshimiya Shiori break these connections?

But it seems that Shiori Hoshimiya will not give him this opportunity to ask, she has successfully transferred the topic to other topics under her control.

Hoshimiya Shiori, who didn't know Fukuzawa Yukichi's mental activities, would naturally not expect that the other party had already imagined various situations.

"I don't know what you will do on your day off, President?" She asked a boring question that she already knew the answer to.

How could she not know what he was doing on his days off?Usually I get up early to exercise, and then I deal with the documents of the detective agency. When I have time, I will play a game of chess with her.

Speaking of which, in order to attack Fukuzawa Yukichi, she specially highlighted her chess playing skills, and I don't know if she still has them now.

"It's just an ordinary rest day, and sometimes I play chess."

Look, it's exactly what she thought, playing chess while drinking tea, or playing chess while drinking tea, is simply old age... Cough cough, a healthy life.

"Well, that's it." Shiori Hoshimiya's just-right smile froze when her eyes touched a figure on the corner of the street.

The figure hiding in the darkness raised his head slowly, his dark hair almost blended with the stagnant darkness around him, his sticky dark red eyes overflowed with a smile, and the brightest color on his whole body was just the white hat on top of his head.

He hooked his lips and silently conveyed this signal, "Good evening."

Xinggong Shiori paused in place, the feeling was too familiar, she didn't want to recall it a second time.

But the irrefutable facts are laid out in front of him so frankly——

Dostoevsky also appears.

Said by Xinggong Shiori as an idealist.The gangster guy, at this moment, was standing on the corner of the street, and the two of them looked at each other from a distance across the street. All the complex or superficial emotions were condensed in this short but flowing look at each other.

Among all the reunions, the one with him is the most chilling.

Because Xinggong Shizhi clearly knows that he and Gogol are people who will not stay for feelings. If it is placed in an ordinary love game, this is an absolutely popular character design. However, now that the game characters have awakened self-awareness, they Rational to extreme madness, past memories or love are not enough to be the shackles that restrain them.

"It seems a little cold at night, so let's go back early." Hoshimiya Shiori said in a low voice, trying to maintain a normal expression, but Fukuzawa Yukichi keenly captured the corners of her sight, and when she swept past, there were only empty street corners, He thought for a moment, then nodded: "Well, let's go back first."

But just as he was leaving, Fukuzawa Yukichi glanced over that spot from the corner of his eye again, his eyes darkened.

The author has something to say:

There is a short story by the president in lof, called "The Lost Lover", this is a small fragment of it

【"Does Mr. Fukuzawa know?"

"what?"

"Look—"

You raised your hand and motioned him to look up. The dark night was dotted with a few broken stars, and the faint light made up a slightly swaying tulle.He raised his head and found the star smoothly by your fingertips.

"The light of the stars we see now may have been emitted tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of years ago, and some asteroids that emit light may have long since disappeared." You are very keen on this kind of scientific knowledge, Guess, you may have been a scientist before. Human beings are always sentimental, and they are used to finding meaning in ordinary physical phenomena. You are also unavoidable. Use it to convey the light in your heart. Although its light is really weak, so weak that you can only see it at night. Isn’t it beautiful?”

That's right, even if you die, you still want to convey light.

Chew this sentence over and over again.

If so, I am also willing to become a star, even if I die.You think so in the bottom of your heart.

"It's really beautiful." He folded his hands and rested them on his chest, his chin was slightly raised because he looked up at the stars.

The human body has many perfect curvatures, such as Fukuzawa Yukichi's upturned mouth corners, or his sharp jaw line. Under the undulating lines, there is a certain beauty that cannot be copied.

You know he's not a talkative guy, especially when he's with you.

It is extremely appropriate to use taciturnity on him.

Unknowingly, you saw his side face fascinated, and when you regained consciousness, he was standing beside you quietly, in a posture that did not want to disturb you.Previously, because the sky had not yet completely darkened, the street lights on both sides of the pedestrian street were still off.

The moment you meet his eyes——

The street lamps turned on, and instantly cast warm light like tulle, and the singing of street singers could be heard not far away, with lingering voices.

Maybe the lighting is too soft, or maybe the atmosphere is just right.

All in all, your heart seems to be moving only for him at this moment.

All of this was taken for granted, as if it was an emotion that had already been carved into his bones.

As long as I look at him, all kinds of tenderness come to my heart. 】Want to comment wwww