My front table is Echizen Ryoma

In March in Japan, the temperature is still a little low, and the wind sometimes sneaks in through the gaps in the clothes, besieging the whole body with cold air.

However, there is one exception.

It is wrapped in magical warmth, a warmth that makes people feel comfortable, without feeling discordant or dull.

Echizen Ryoma tilted his head to drink the Ponta in his hand, pretended to look at the scenery on the side of the road, and tried his best not to care about the hand that was being held.

It's strange to say that it's not the first time holding hands, but today's self is very concerned about this matter.Whenever Kitakami Yuki moved his finger next to his hand, and where the finger brushed against the back of his hand, there seemed to be an electric current flowing through the whole body in this direction, a feeling of numbness and relaxation.

Echizen explained this matter in his mind, he thought, because he finally realized that he liked this feeling, so he also began to become sensitive to some things related to it.

I really can't tell if this change is good or bad.

He glanced sideways at the people around him. She was walking with her head lowered, concentrating on counting the bricks on the road. Her appearance made one feel that she was bound to hit passers-by, telephone poles or Something else ended up.

However, she actually walked very steadily, counting those meaningless bricks without distraction, as if she didn't notice his existence at all, obviously the two of them were holding hands tightly, and she sometimes pulled his The hands shook back and forth.

Maybe, Echizen thought, it was because she wasn't cold enough, so she couldn't feel the warmth in the palm of her hand.

Today she is wearing a black thin cotton jacket with brown buttons and a ribbon bow of the same color at the collar. Her lower body is a chocolate-colored plaid skirt and knee-length socks. She doesn’t wear much, but Judging by her appearance, there was no sign of being afraid of the cold at all.

Echizen let go of her hand angrily, she suddenly came back to her senses, and looked at him in surprise.

"What's the matter, Echizen-san?" A tone that seemed to ask "how's the weather today".

"It's nothing."

"Oh!" She nodded and stretched out her hand in front of him.

Echizen reluctantly put his hand on it.After a while, Beishang returned to his previous state, bowing his head in thought.

What, it's useless to let go of her hand!Does she think she is transparent?

"Kitagami Yuki," Echizen Ryoma couldn't help but said, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking," Kitakami replied quickly, "a very complicated question."

"Yes." How complicated can the question she thinks be?

Beishang seemed to have heard his voice, stopped, turned half of his body to face him, his expression looked extremely serious. "It's really a very complicated question, a question that concerns the entire human race. Tell me, why do people always hug when they graduate?"

"What...?" Echizen found himself unable to keep up with her strange thoughts.

"Look, it's really complicated," she said. "I'll have to think about it for a while."

"Don't." Echizen demanded somewhat capriciously: "Don't always think about those strange things." Don't ignore me either.

"Well?"

Really, she couldn't understand what she was saying at all.

Echizen sighed complicitly, trying to keep up with her thoughts. "Well, are you talking about A Tao's senior? The thing about him hugging you on the day he graduated?"

"That's right, that's not all. Tanaka, who always treats me indifferently, did the same thing to me."

"Tanaka?"

"A girl from the mathematics club who is good at studying, wears glasses and has short hair. Have you seen Echizen?"

"No." Echizen said, "They did that out of reluctance."

"So, people are embracing this reluctance?"

"Hey, it shouldn't be possible to do that."

"Then why are you still hugging?"

"Probably to convey, convey to that person the feeling of reluctance."

"It's complicated," Kitakami said, "but there must be some important reason why so many people have done the same thing to me."

"So much?" In some seemingly insignificant places, Echizen Ryoma found himself extraordinarily keen.

"That's right. In addition to A Tao-senpai and Tanaka, there is also Ito."

"Ito...tsk." Echizen repeated it again and let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

"Ok?"

"If someone like Ito makes such a request again, just refuse."

"I don't quite understand, what kind of person is a person like Ito?"

"man."

Kitakami Yuki let out an "ah", opened his eyes wide, and looked at him in disbelief.

Echizen pursed his lips tightly, realizing that he seemed to have said too much.

"I mean, a man like Ito."

The result is still unexplained.

But Yuki Kitakami didn't seem to focus on this. She patted her chest and said with a sigh of relief: "That's great, Echizen-san, I thought you meant that as long as it's a boy, I can't get along with you." He hugged."

That's what I meant, Echizen slandered.

"If that's the case, it's too bad." Kitakami said, Echizen looked at her, his eyes narrowed slightly, catching every word she said afterwards, and ready to make her pay for what she said at any time, she paused Yes, looked at him and said with a smile: "Because, I have already planned to give Echizen my classmates a hug on the day of graduation."

The tense nerves suddenly relaxed, Echizen paused, and said childishly. "What did you say? I didn't catch it."

"Why didn't you hear clearly?"

"Well, it's too windy."

"Where is the wind?"

"It's everywhere."

Kitakami nodded suspiciously, and repeated it verbatim, and then she felt that someone had licked her hair.

Alright, it's not really a kiss, compared to the strength of Senior Taocheng, this is definitely called a gentle touch.

She raised her head, met his beautiful amber eyes, and suddenly read: "Echizen, you seem to have grown a lot taller."

Why did her mind jump to height again?

"Ah."

"Have you had a good drink of milk?"

"No."

"So, you didn't drink milk well, and you still grew so tall." Kitakami said, "Then—" She paused for a moment, and when Echizen was almost sure that she would be angry or complain angrily the next moment, she raised the question At the corner of his mouth, he said with the "Kitagami Yuki style" optimist thinking: "It's Echizen's turn to protect me. It seems that it is difficult for me to grow taller. If one day I am laughed at for being short, you will stand Come out and speak for me?"

Again this incomprehensible logic.

Echizen felt a headache and didn't know where to complain. "Have you protected me?"

"Many times! Do you remember the gauze I bought for you?"

"Remember. Is this what you call protection?"

Kitakami looked at him expectantly and nodded.

Echi pressed on the brim of the hat. "Che, it's still far away."

Under the girl's puzzled gaze, he continued, "You should expect more."

Kitakami Yuki was stunned, his thoughts began to fly wildly.

Thinking that she didn't understand her blank expression, he patiently explained: "I mean, I will protect you, a much stronger protection than those gauzes."

But Beishang still didn't respond, he just stood there blankly as if his soul had come out of his body, not speaking.

Echizen didn't know when she finally recovered, but when she realized it, she was already staring at herself with her not-so-beautiful black eyes.

Echizen Ryoma didn't know what she was thinking, just watched her hand being grabbed by her, she clasped her fingers with her right hand, her eyes were still looking at him, and she was telling him some indescribable feelings.

For her, "I like you" can no longer be conveyed.

—He had said something similar to her once.

——"It's much better than the expectation just now, but it's still far from it."

--"what?"

— "National. If you're going to look forward to it, expect me to win then."

In my memory, the confident smile on the boy's face when he spoke was particularly clear.

She seems to have liked him since then.

The author has something to say:

I haven't been so busy at night recently, and I can't find an excuse not to update. In the past, these hours were enough to update every day.

At the same time, I also realized that my enthusiasm for this article is not as much as I imagined. When I saw some fanfiction, no matter how it was written, the author’s enthusiasm for the characters and the original work would always move me. I found that I did not enthusiasm.

It can be said that it has been a long time since I was a YY anime character. I have less and less enthusiasm for fanfiction, and I seldom read it, let alone write it. I started to support the original work more. In the true sense Support the original, support the official distribution.

Some time ago, I watched the date between Sakurano and Ryoma of Xinwang Wang, well, I think you have seen it, instantly!Be cute!

I feel that I am changing the rhythm of Longying minute by minute.

This directly led to an indescribable disgust for my own writing, and this disgust also brought guilt towards the girls from Beijing.

It's really tangled, so tangled, the official slap in the face made me cry.

Then, basically, I fell into the stage of "I don't want to write", "What's the point of writing this", "What the hell are you writing about", so this chapter is also very thin.

I'm so sorry everyone.

I'm still going to finish it, I will finish it, but I'm sorry I don't think I can write it well... um.

A while ago I thought about a question.Create a character and leave him alone, or write down to give him an ending knowing that he can't write well. Which of the two is the greater crime that the author has to bear.

I'm sorry Kitakami Yuki was written by me, sometimes I very much hope that she is the daughter of a stronger, more responsible and passionate author, then she will be much luckier.

Ah, in order to prevent readers who directly read the ending, I repeat: don't worry, I will finish it.

Then, recommend an Echizen BG article: "You are still far from the male god"

I personally like it very much, and the author has enough enthusiasm for Echizen Yuai and the original work, so it is really worthy of your attention.

Um.above.