[net king] light as fleeting

After the movie screening started, Fujiwara Ri didn't say a word to Atobe.When leaving the arena, he also walked slowly behind Atobe without raising his eyes, and didn't care about the crowd around him.

After she gradually got away from the crowded crowd, she walked along the steps of her feet blankly for a while.She just recovered from her depressed mood, but when the surrounding environment came into view, she felt too strange.

Pedestrians passing by occasionally cast doubtful glances at her from time to time.That strange and non-hostile gaze made Fujiwara Ri tremble slightly, and stepped back step by step until his back touched a cold wall.

Fujiwara Ri leaned against the wall, and slowly sat down on the cold bricks along the wall.

Facing a strange street alone always reminds her of the dark basement at that time, the helpless crying of her mother, and the eyes that seemed strange and harmless to her, but she did not know when they were secretly brought into contempt and disgust.

'Ring ring ring' softly rang, and Fujiwara Ri, who buried her head in her arms, moved her fingers lightly, but did not reach for the ringing cell phone.

The music on the phone rang alone for a while, then stopped abruptly.The surroundings returned to the usual silence, and within a few seconds, the bell rang again, breaking the silent silence on the street.

Wait until the bell rang for the sixth time, or the seventh time.Fujiwara Ri looked up in a daze, took out her phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Are you an idiot! Stupid woman, what's in your head, why don't you answer the phone, you can even get lost, how stupid are you..."

A familiar but angry voice came clearly through the phone.

Fujiwara Ri opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word of rebuttal.

"Speak." Listening to the slight breathing sound coming from the phone, Atobe calmed down his anxious mood a little, but the tone of his speech was still tinged with anger.

"Atobe." Fujiwara Ri buried her head on her knees, her voice muffled.

"Well, look at the signs or shop names nearby, and tell me."

Fujiwara Ri obediently raised her head, glanced around, and said when Atobe wanted to urge her, "Cake shop, and convenience store."

"Well, stay there and don't run around." Atobe frowned, and added: "Did you hear that?"

"Understood." The voice from the phone was still muffled.

"Don't hang up the phone, just hold it like this." Atobe walked back to the entrance of the movie theater. He remembered that not far down the road to the right after the movie theater, there was a cake shop that was very popular on weekdays.

"En." Fujiwara Ri replied in a low voice: "Atobe."

"Huh?" Atobe trotted along both sides of the street, looking for someone.Suddenly, Fujiwara Ri's voice came from next to his ear, and he couldn't help but increase his tone: "What's wrong?"

"Just wanted to shout, sorry."

"Call whatever you want, as long as you stay where you are, don't run around for me."

"Well, I didn't run around."

Fujiwara Ri quietly listened to the sound from the phone, her forehead rubbed against her knees, and the corners of her lips were bent in satisfaction.

"Lost, you still dare to laugh?" Atobe hung up the phone and walked into someone who was sitting on the ground blankly.What I saw happened to be this scene. The anxiety and worry of the previous second disappeared instantly as the purple figure stood up and fell straight into his arms.

"Atobe." Fujiwara Ri hugged Atobe tightly with both hands, resting his head on his chest, and whispered.

At a loss for a moment, Atobe stiffened.After a while, he raised his hand to wrap him in his arms, but his eyes fell on the white railing on the side of the road: "Next time I get lost, I won't bother to talk to you."

"Will you really ignore me?"

"Stupid woman." Atobe said in a low voice, avoiding the topic of Fujiwara Ri, turned around and pulled her away: "Why are your hands so cold?"

"Will it be?" Fujiwara Ri withdrew her hand, and put the palm on her cheek, which seemed to have the same temperature...

A coat with residual body heat was draped over her head while she was doing a series of movements: "Put it on yourself."

Atobe stood aside and waited for Ri Fujiwara to put on his coat, his small face came out of the coat, and he clumsily put his hands into the sleeves, then stretched out his hands with sleeves longer than his arms, trying to button the coat .

"That's stupid."

That's what he said, but Atobe's movements carried a hint of pampering that was not easy to be discovered by others. One by one, he helped Fujiwara Ri button up the buttons one by one, and his fingers stuck to her neck again, smoothing her long purple hair. Take it out of the coat and spread it behind your back.

"Let's go." As soon as Atobe finished speaking, Fujiwara immediately reached out and grabbed his palm, leaning against him.

The warm palm wrapped her hand in it in turn, and Atobe led the person towards the glass door of the cake shop in front: "Put the other hand in the pocket by yourself."

"En." Fujiwara Ri obediently followed suit immediately.

"Welcome. If you want to choose cakes, please go to the counter." The busy waiter took the time to say something to Atobe and Fujiwara Ri who entered the door, then turned around and continued to deliver the cakes.

Hearing the noisy crowd around him, Atobe raised his eyebrows in displeasure. He had the idea of ​​leaving directly, but his mind was still circling the suggestions that Renzu made before going out.

In the end, Atobe still pulled Fujiwara Ri close to the window of the cake shop: "What do you want to eat, choose by yourself."

"Can I choose all of them?"

"If you finish eating."

"Does Atobe want to eat?"

"My uncle doesn't eat."

"Oh." In the simple answer, one can easily hear the disappointment.

……

Atobe carried three small cakes and two times hot drinks in his hand, and left the cake shop at the request of Fujiwara Ri.

Atobe looked at the silent person beside him: "What's the matter? Don't you want to eat inside?"

"Too noisy, I don't like it." Looking at the still unfamiliar street in front of him, Fujiwara Ri walked towards Atobe in a small step, and said, "Atobe, can I go to the park?"

Uncle, he felt very ashamed, and it was not just an ordinary loss of face.

If he had known this was the case, he would definitely have chosen to stay in the cake shop and endure the noise around him, nor would he...

"Ah, Xiaoli, you have cake."

Xiang Ri surrounded Fujiwara Ri with a look of excitement and acted like a baby. After grabbing a cake, he sat down on the empty swing on one side. Like Fujiwara Ri, he swayed slightly while holding the cake in his hand Eat up.

"Tell me, why you and this guy are here." Atobe twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the unusually obtrusive cake in his hand, and wanted to throw it but felt that it did not conform to his aesthetics.