Gin and Red Fang are brothers

"Please take your time." Toru Amuro put down two glasses of orange juice with a perfect smile, then turned and returned to the counter.

This made Qing Chuanchen, who had prepared a stomach full of lines, a little stunned.

Ming Mei secretly peeped at the surrounding environment curiously, while Qing Chuan Chen sipped his orange juice, thinking about what to do next.

…After all, it’s not just to drink orange juice, the ultimate goal is to return to the original world—to sing a song here.

First of all, let's talk to the person in charge of the store.It seems that there is only the big sister with long hair and Toru Amuro in the store now.

Of course, I still choose the big sister with long hair decisively.Qing Chuanchen thought.He took advantage of Enomoto Azusa clearing up the neighboring table and said crisply: "Big sister, excuse me, can you come over?"

"Hey? Is there anything I can help you with?" Enomoto Azusa put down her work, wiped her hands and planned to come here.

But another figure stepped in before her - it was Toru Amuro.He tilted his head and said with a smile to Azusa Enomoto, "It's okay, let me come, as long as you do your work."

"Okay." Azusa Enomoto responded with a smile.

Qing Chuanchen: "!" Not good!

"Big brother, isn't he busy?" Qing Chuanchen pointed to the counter, "I just caught a glimpse of you preparing a sandwich."

"I'm just preparing the ingredients, because no one is ordering for the time being, so I'm not in a hurry." The blond young man said with a smile, "—Is there anything I can help you with?"

The sunlight reflected on his clear side face, making the facial features look more three-dimensional. At this time, he is as friendly and warm as the big brother next door.

But Qing Chuanchen knew that he was not as harmless as he appeared on the surface.

Qing Chuanchen paused, and then said: "Well...we want to sing a song here." He blinked, "It's a school practice activity. Is it okay?"

"Singing?" Toru Amuro was startled for a moment, and then smiled, "School practical activities are of course... well, but let's register first, so it's easy to explain if the store manager asks." He took out his notebook and Pen, "Please write down your names."

The direction of Amuro's delivery is for Mingmei, but of course Qing Chuanchen can't let Mingmei write first, he feels that the other party seems to be clichéd (although the other party's reactions are very reasonable).He straightened up and took the notebook and pen first: "Let me write."

Toru Amuro (smiling jpg.): "Oh, good."

Qing Chuanchen (smiling jpg.): "Thank you."

Xiao Mingmei looked at the two, one big and one small, smiling, and a question mark slowly appeared in her heart.

In order not to cause trouble for the past or the future, Qing Chuanchen raised his pen and wrote down two pseudonyms—made up at will—Edogawa Pudding and Edogawa Rice Cake.

Now I want to write now and combine it with the scene... Qing Chuanchen's first reaction is to eat.It's arbitrary but makes sense.

"Edogawa?" Toru Amuro smiled after reading it, "It has the same surname as a kid I know."

Qing Chuanchen smirked and said, "Huh? What a coincidence."

"The two of you are a bit similar, both of you are the kind—" Toru Amuro said in a relaxed tone, "...a state where hesitant caution and hypocritical innocence coexist."

Qing Chuanchen raised his eyes, just in time to bump into his unwavering purple-gray eye mask, those eyes looked extraordinarily deep when he was not smiling.

"..."

"Well, just kidding, it's too esoteric—because I read a few literature books recently." Toru Amuro frowned, "It's rare to use food as a name, but...it's very cute."

"..." The other party is a person who will not talk to death if he wants to chat.

Toru Amuro took the notebook: "Let me guess, are you a rice cake and my sister is a pudding? - They should be siblings." He turned to Xiao Mingmei.

"En." Xiao Mingmei nodded very cooperatively, making Qing Chuanchen feel a little relieved.

Help!I don't want to continue practicing Tai Chi at all... Now I don't even feel like skin.Qing Chuanchen murmured in his heart.I really miss the frank, sunny and cute little Jianggu! !

To deal with Jianggu, you may need a Jingguang—no, no, forget it.Qing Chuanchen sincerely hopes that this kind of interpenetration with people will be the last time.

If it was Xiao Jingguang... the situation on the scene would definitely be more complicated.

"You can sing in the open space in front of the counter, what do you want to sing?" Toru Amuro leaned over and asked.

Qing Chuanchen looked at Xiao Mingmei, and the other party said with a little bit of excitement and shyness: "Red Dragonfly."

"Red Dragonfly...? I remember this ballad, and I used to listen to it when I was a child." Toru Amuro glanced at a guitar in the corner of the coffee shop, with a flash of nostalgia in his eyes, "...I can play the accompaniment for you."

"That's great." Mingmei showed a bright smile. She seemed looking forward to it, but suddenly paused and added in a low voice, "...But, I may not be able to finish singing."

"what happened?"

"My vocal cords are born with some problems." Xiao Mingmei pointed to her throat. "Sometimes I can't make a sound, and I can't overuse it... The doctor said that I have to wait for an operation."

"...I don't know if it will be successful." Xiao Mingmei fiddled with her fingers.

"It's okay." Qing Chuanchen patted Mingmei's shoulder lightly, "I'll pick up the parts you can't sing for you."

"I'll also pay attention to cooperation." Toru Amuro tilted his head slightly, his blond hair tilted to one side, "By the way, are you really brother and sister? Xiaomi Gao is so unfamiliar with her sister's situation, she really can't be a qualified brother. ’ he said jokingly.

"...cousins." Qing Chuanchen spat out a reply.

"Oh, that's right." The other party smiled.

Qing Chuanchen: Less routine, more sincerity, the world will be better. _(:з)∠)_

At this time, there were not many customers in the coffee shop. Toru Amuro went to the counter and bowed first: "Dear customers and friends, good afternoon." He attracted the attention of others, and said with a smile, "There are two children who want to sing a song for us, please give them some encouragement?"

The guests in the coffee shop applauded with cooperation and interest.

Toru Amuro sat on a seat beside him with his guitar in his arms, and his movements were chic and concise.He turned his head to look at Qingchuan Chen and Mingmei who walked to the center of the venue, and began to play the chords.

The gentle music echoed in the coffee shop. Xiao Mingmei took a deep breath and sang softly:

"Red dragonfly in the sunset--please tell me--I met you in my childhood--which day--"

The clear girl's voice is like a clear spring in the mountains, agile and graceful, with pulsating vitality and surging tenderness.The guests tapped the table with their fingers, reminiscing and immersing themselves in this familiar ballad.

"...Take the small basket and come to the mountain--the mulberry trees are as green as shade--the mulberry fruit is picked and put into the small basket--could it be Mengying--"

The beautiful and lyrical music evokes the past scenes of a beautiful childhood and presents them one by one before people's eyes.

Xiao Mingmei opened her mouth, but couldn't sing the next line even though it had already passed through her mind: "—"

The throat that was suddenly unable to make a sound seemed to have pressed the closed button, and being stuck in such a middle made Xiao Mingmei suddenly sweat coldly on her back.

Toru Amuro deftly plucked the chords and added a short accompaniment, and the sitting audience didn't notice anything wrong.

"Red dragonfly in the sunset—where are you—perched on the tip of the bamboo pole—it's the red dragonfly—"

The clear and bright boyish voice naturally took over the music, and drew a successful conclusion to this ditty with a happy tone.

"Good!" There was loud applause in the coffee shop.One of the middle-aged women joked with a smile: "The children are very talented, and they sing very well. Do you want to come to our company when you grow up?"

"Put it down, Keiko," said her friend next to her with a smile, "You are obviously an insurance company!"

"Well," the woman known as Keiko spread her hands, "beautiful music will make the guests more patient, won't it?"

Azusa Enomoto took a small cake from the backstage and handed it to Qing Chuanchen: "For our little singer~"

Xiao Mingmei's face was flushed, she opened her beautiful royal blue eyes, and smiled softly.

"...Miyano Akemi."

The voice calling her name from behind made Mingmei turn her head instinctively, and the blond young man squatted behind him with an expression on her face that she couldn't understand.

Xiao Mingmei blinked her eyes, she still remembered Qing Chuanchen's words: "My name is Pudding. It's just... I turned around subconsciously when I heard the voice."

Amuro looked at the girl with black straight long hair in front of her, her eyes were slightly drooping, and there was always a gentle smile on her face.He believed in his own memory—the person in front of him overlapped with the girl in his childhood.

But Akemi Miyano was dead, and it seemed unlikely that it would be her child.

Such a similar personality and appearance made him suspect for a moment that it was some kind of experiment organized by the organization, but is there any purpose for coming here?Test him?

It didn't seem necessary, and I was organizing with Akemi Miyano only because Ley knew there was such a person.And it is impossible for them to know about their own childhood.

So what is this?There was another boy who was with her—Toru Amuro could intuitively feel that the other party seemed to know something.This is the only variable in the global that he doesn't recognize.

Toru Amuro enjoys solving puzzles, but he doesn't like unknown, chaotic mysteries without source or purpose.

Too much doubt springs up here.He stared at the innocent face of the girl in front of him, and there was another figure in his heart.

"..." He shook his hand slightly.

After Qing Chuanchen and Azusa Enomoto finished chatting, he turned around and saw Toru Amuro crouching in front of Akemi, and was startled.

"Pudin!" He trotted over.

Xiao Mingmei turned her head to look at him, and winked her eyes slyly, showing that she didn't reveal anything.

"..." Did the other party have no routine?It's amazing.

But it's a good thing.Kiyokawa Tatsuki, please exhale, then smiled and said to Amuro Toru: "That... thank you. We have finished the practical homework, and it is time to go."

The blond youth had already stood up, his tall and straight figure against the light, casting a shadow in front of him.He looked down at the two little ones, and hooked the corners of his lips into a formal smile: "Well, yes. ——Welcome to visit next time."

"Haha..." Don't do it next time.

Amuro looked at their leaving figures, and took out his mobile phone with one hand, and there was a new MMS in it.

"Amuro-san, the photo you just asked me to take as a souvenir has been sent to you." Azusa Enomoto said with a smile.

"Thank you, Azusa." Toru Amuro responded with a sideways smile, and then turned his gaze back to the photo.

——In the photo, there is a girl singing, a boy who is slightly sideways, and him playing the guitar.The half-yellow beige sunlight in the afternoon penetrates through the glass window on one side, giving the photos a sense of warmth with a sense of the past.

Toru Amuro raised his hand to crop the picture, only the boy was taken out, and then sent it to a number without a note.

[Check him out for me. 】