Wang Wangzhi, Minister Xiaojing, please stand at attention

When the only smear of red orange in the sky disappeared, the sky was all purple and blue, and the color of the sky became darker and darker, so that the shape of the clouds could not be seen, until the colorful lights of the city were covered with an imperceptible darkness , somewhere in the sky lit up the first star.

After entering the river Yichen had dinner at the villa in the Jingjing villa area, Kurokawa Yu and Setohama went back to their room early to sleep because of the exhaustion of the day's game. The public security is very good, so Irie Mijin's wish to go out for a walk is allowed.

And Mijin Irie, who was walking on the small road, had only one thought in mind: it deserves to be the central villa area.

Going around, she came to the back of a rockery, and the corners of her eyes twitched in a very unglamorous way. She could only see a delicate circle surrounded by white wooden fences behind the rockery, and a small door beside it. The sign, which depicts the English alphabet with colored lights - Thedogtoilet.

Even Irie Mijin, who has only a little knowledge of English, translated it, with a forced smile on the corner of his mouth to express his helplessness—the dog toilet, and even the dog toilet does not smell bad at all.

She immediately turned around and left that place, now Irijiang Weijin just wanted to shout up to the sky: When will even dogs have a special toilet, and let people live.

No one lives in this place.

When I returned to the villa under the name of Irijiang Yichen, I suddenly saw a few tall sycamore trees next to it, which were planted by Irijiang Yichen. Irijiang Weijin remembered that he liked the sycamore trees the most. The distance between this villa and the villa next door was about 15 Mi's path, just walked to the edge of Jiang Yichen's villa, and she suddenly smelled a strong fragrance of roses.

In fact, you can only smell a little lingering fragrance from a distance, but roses are just a kind of flower that you want to watch her beauty up close.

She didn't think much about it. The rose is the national flower of England, and even she knew it without much knowledge. Since the War of the Roses between Lancaster and York, the rose has become a symbol of England.

She walked over, because the British love freedom very much, so there is no fence maintenance on the edge of the villa, crossing the path across, even in the dark sky, with the gray street lamps and the bright moonlight, you can still see the dark red posture of the rose—— It was a small piece of rose, much smaller than Atobe Otaku's.

Even though the blooming time of roses is from April to August in summer, the weather in September is still beautiful, and a little haggard with the passage of time has long been integrated into the sharp thorns.

She caressed the petals of the rose: this time she was smart enough not to hold the stem of the rose, but subconsciously shook the palm of her hand that was already showing signs of scabbing.

"Who?" A male voice came from inside the rose garden. The voice was a little immature, but it seemed more mature. Even when Irie Mijin's identity was unknown, he didn't appear to be in the slightest panic.

Irie Mijin is helpless, there are so many precocious children these days, Keigo Atobe is, and so is this child.

"I'm Irie Mijin, um, the sister of the neighbor next door." Irie Mijin explained softly in broken English, although it's just entered the night, the sky already has the cool color of midnight, it's not good to disturb people loudly.

"Oh, please come in." The boy spoke proficient Japanese.

The British love freedom, and their extremely hospitable temperament. Jiang Yichen also told her, so she didn't refuse. With the light body of a six-year-old child, she walked through the path next to the small garden and walked into this place, which is very suitable for afternoon tea. Yard - Every villa in Jingjing has its own backyard belonging to the homeowner.

"Hello, I'm Miyazawa... Keise Atobe."

There were no lights on in the backyard of that villa, but with the peripheral light of the flickering lights on the side of the yard, the shadow of the boy could be seen.

From above, you can see his black hair and green eyes shining in the night.