Sakata Gintoki turned from the intersection with the courier box in his arms. It was at dusk, and the narrow path in the campus was divided into various fragments by the dark shadows and the orange sunset. The light is like a transparent glass candy paper.

Before it was time for dinner, the air was already filled with a sweet smell. From a distance, I saw a girl in light-colored long-sleeves brushing her long black hair, eyes half down, obediently listening to the conversation next to her. The boy speaks.

Although the two people did not move much, they were very conspicuous.

The boy was wearing his gentle and elegant smile that made the school girl's heart flutter, and he was giving some serious and careful instructions, with red streamers dancing in his eyes.

Sakata Yinshi squinted his eyes and stared at the plastic bag in his hand for a long time, and finally recognized the words "Yiyaofang" printed on it.

The black-haired girl who was in charge of listening quietly turned her back to the setting sun and stood beside him with her head bowed in a submissive and docile manner.But it was probably because she suddenly found that her finger was injured, she let out a little ah, raised her face and stretched out her right hand in front of the boy's eyes familiarly.

The red-haired boy naturally held the girl's wrist, concentrated on looking at the wound, and then took out a piece of band-aid from the bag and pasted it skillfully on her hand.

The silver-haired teacher clenched his fingers and stood still.His arm holding the cardboard box was a little sore, and the hard material left marks on his palm.

The male protagonist in the picture hangs his neck bone slightly, with a smile on his mouth, he glances to this side as if unintentionally, and takes a deep look at him, a bystander, with cold eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Sakata Gintoki raised the corners of his lips needlessly, and then walked towards the two of them.

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It was after five o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of the infirmary again, so the charity performance might have ended.

I'm still wondering why Akashi didn't go back to participate in the event, but this guy said seriously that he sneaked away.

he?

That Akashi Seijuro? ?

Missed the credit-taking activities of H University? ? ?

There are many wonders in the world, and it is a good thing to be alive, maybe in the future you will see Zhang Yun wearing a lace skirt Ori Yuanlin hugging her thighs and begging for mercy Lin Qingxian with long hair fluttering Qi Mu Kusuo smiling like a flower!

And...it's obviously the school doctor's office, why on earth would they use this kind of plastic bag that looks like a big roadside pharmacy?This "Ankang Yida Pharmacy" is definitely someone else's logo, right? Are you really not afraid of copyright disputes? !

"What is your father here today?" The sudden interrogative sentence scared me so much that I almost choked on my own saliva.

"Ah, he just stopped by on a business trip. He probably forgot what his daughter looks like and wanted to review it."

"Hmm... you really won't tell me the truth..."

"Eh, eh?"

Akashi didn't answer, he turned his head to the other side, seemingly casually: "How do you feel now?"

Ah, I guess I see what he means.

This person cared about me unobtrusively.

I don't know when it started, but I have been able to clearly understand other people's unspoken emotions. Even if they use irony and strong attitudes to cover up, I can find the central theme accurately.

So you don't have to be so cautious, for fear that something inexplicable will sting others.

"Even if there were unhappy things, they have completely disappeared now, because Akashi, you are so healing." I stretched out my hand and tugged at his sleeve, and read out my thoughts in an extremely relaxed tone.

He lowered his head in a daze, his crimson eyes reflected the evening sun, the hazy warm color of the dusk intertwined with the golden red of the sky, and the light in his eyes flickered.

"Then." He moved a little closer, the boy's silent side face showed a subtle slender curvature, and the rose-colored hair was scattered on his forehead, which made his complexion fairer, and even the fine hairs on his face were clearly visible. "Baili said this because I am currently your favorite person?"

The boy's leisurely smile was mixed with a hint of joking, but his eyes were extremely serious, and he uttered certain clear syllables between his lips opening and closing, and his deep and magnetic voice seemed to have petals brushing against his lips.

He was so close that I could see my hair and eyelashes clearly. His soft fingertips pressed against my shoulders, and his thin fingers pinched my shoulder blades tightly, and the strength increased due to waiting.

My nerves became tense, I didn't know how to answer, my eyes wandered, I caught a glimpse of the scratch on my right index finger, and immediately exaggerated: "It hurts a bit, I don't know when I hurt it."

Saying so, he lifted his finger up to his eyes.The sentence did have the meaning of asking for credit, but my heart felt rejoiced, and the heart that was pounding in the left chest due to panic also calmed down.

Akashi Seijuro didn't say anything, and lowered his eyes to divert his gaze. The palm that was originally on the shoulder was also released, and it slid down the arm to hold my wrist.

"You still know it hurts?"

"Hey, don't use this tone, even Brother Xi sometimes wants to cry secretly!"

The boy stared straight at me with red eyes, like the double petals of a rose, the pupils were delicate and flexible, covered with a warm color: "Then don't move."

Before he finished speaking, he took out the band-aid, tore off the outer packaging, and carefully pasted it on the wound, the movement was so light that he couldn't even feel the strength.

"……thanks."

Footsteps sounded behind him, and the visitor deliberately coughed a few times, and leaned against the nearest streetlight, the yellow light that had just turned on sprinkled on his silver natural curls.

Many moths were attracted by the light, and the setting sun in sight gradually sank, and the orange red in memory had turned into a deep purple.

I accidentally called out the name of the person who came. The young man had dead fish eyes drooping, holding a huge cardboard box in his hands, a few strands of hair sticking to his forehead, and his back slightly arched.

"teacher?"

"Yo, long time no see, girl."

"...I just saw you this afternoon."

But he didn't answer, he looked away uncharacteristically, and lowered his eyelids: "Your courier."

"Oh, thanks." So I stepped forward quickly and stretched out my arms to pick it up.Unexpectedly, the silver-haired young man turned sideways to avoid it, hugged the box and glanced at the duck grass on the ground, without looking at me, and talked to the flower the whole time: "Open it first to see if it belongs to you."

I followed his line of sight to look at the light blue petals, which looked lovely swaying in the breeze.

"Is it here?"

"Yeah." Still didn't look at me.

"Ok."

Only then did he put the stack of courier boxes that he had been hugging tightly on the ground, and handed over a knife: "No."

Cleanly slashing the tape, I violently lifted the four-page top panel on the top of the carton, exposing the contents inside——

At the top are pen holders in twos and threes, filled with various needle pens, markers, gouache brush heads, a thick stack of sketch paper, and several sketchbooks.Open these things, there is a black rectangular box underneath, which is the flute of Yamaha YFL-210DT.

He paused for a moment, then continued to rummage quietly, looking past the cosmetic bag at the bottom, with gift boxes of all sizes scattered beside it.

"Ah, I received it during the winter vacation... Wait, one is missing..."

There were birthday presents from other people, but none from him.

"It's fine if you don't take the wrong courier, Yinsang will go first..." Sakata Yintoki realized something was wrong in the middle of speaking, the light of the setting sun had disappeared, and the evening wind was blowing hotly in front of his eyes.The black-haired girl squatted on the ground and carefully checked her belongings. The distant lights cast a layer of haze on the side face, and even the eyelashes became nothingness.

She put down the hand that had been covering her cheek halfway, and the moment she raised her eyes, her beautiful pupils shone with a faint gleam of water, her expression flustered and at a loss.

"What should I do...the box Qi Mu gave me is missing..." The blank tone was as helpless as a child's.

Saiki?

It has appeared for the second time.

Sakata Gintoki chewed these two characters carefully, and then frowned fiercely. This person must have played a very important role in the girl's life.

The silver-haired young man glanced at the other young man present without any trace, but saw that his complexion was not very good, and there was a faint haze emerging under the eyelids.

【This guy really...】

……

I squeezed the cardboard in my hand silently, the hard material was tightly grasped, and my feet seemed to be frozen, condensing into one body with the ground.

The brain was running fast, looking for the solution that should be taken at this time, but the fingers fastened the cardboard box uncooperatively, leaving a deep nail mark on it.

——Are you an idiot? I told you I can do anything, and all your wishes can come true, you idiot!

Putting away the strange emotion in my eyes, I ignored the burning gazes of the two people around me, took out the mobile phone in my pocket and dialed the shortcut number 1 directly, with an intimacy that I didn't realize in my voice——

"Zimu!"

[What's wrong? ]

"My dad came to the school to look for me today, and he said he sold the house during the Ching Ming Festival."

[...]

"Then I packed and sent all the things I left behind, but the birthday present you gave me disappeared..."

[That's not important, I'll look for it later, the question is, are you really all right? ]

"……Eh?"

[Didn't you secretly hide under the quilt and cry, or ran outside to be brave enough to be beaten? ]

"No! What kind of image do I have in your mind!"

[It’s fine if you don’t have one, do you need me to come over now? ]

"..."

The corners of the mouth raised unconsciously, and the grin grew wider, showing two rows of white teeth in a smirk unconsciously: "No need, just find the box."

[then goodbye]

"Ah."

Putting down the phone, I jumped up easily and smiled triumphantly: "It's done, now..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and finally swallowed embarrassingly in my throat.

Uh, I seem to be the happiest among the three people present, and the other two have gloomy faces, thick and dark shadows cast under the bangs, making their complexions look extremely bad, and the background has a little bit of gloom.

Looks like someone owed them money and didn't pay them back.

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