Yinhua and Dream

Disappeared.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Sawano was sure it was calling her, "Mr. Fukuda, I have a name."

"...A person like you should be able to balance his mood right away after being dumped, right?" Sawano realized that the footsteps stopped in front of him...wait for her...to hear such words that are really calm compared to usual .

"I'm really not used to you saying such things." Sawano didn't make any expression, but walked to Futian's side.Without waiting for the silver-haired man's words, he continued, "Unfortunately, what you said should be wrong."

Fukuda choked on this sentence. In fact, he didn't have to wait for Sawano Sharo at all. He would have gone home immediately after work. Even if he and this woman lived next door on the first floor of the same complex, there was no need to wait for this guy at all. But... when the idea that people who are broken in love are fragile comes to mind, Futian's latent love and worry mentality is brought into play, so it becomes like he deliberately has nothing to say!

"Tsk, isn't it just a lost love? Love is not a must for people. I think love is a waste of time. There are many things in this world that are more important and precious than love."

"……comics?"

"Yes! It's manga!" In fact, Shinta Fukuda still has a follow-up in his heart. Of course, if he is given a gentle and lovely girlfriend...there is still a possibility that love can keep pace with manga. Of course, this possibility has never appeared at least for now.

——But for me, love is the most important and precious thing... I don't know what else to have besides love. ——Sawano opened his mouth and swallowed the words that came out, she must be stupid, she actually wanted to say such things to Futian.

The McLe restaurant is not far from their neighborhood, and apart from the ten minutes of silent walking before, Sawano felt like Sawano Sharo and Fukuda Shinta from another dimension.

Futian felt that the atmosphere was condensed and awkward. This is an atmosphere that would not exist in the cake house. He was really in a daze to say what he said just now.

Ze Ye stood at the door of her room, and when the key was just inserted into the lock, he said: "Mr. Fukuda, as you said before... I am a hypocritical woman, so you don't need to bother to comfort me at all." Such self-deprecating inexplicably makes people feel distressed.

Of course, Fukuda didn't have such a sensitive mentality, because his body reacted faster than his heart, and he directly grabbed the arm of the woman beside him, "Sawano, do you want to see my studio?"

Sawano Shaluo was dragged to the next door just as she was about to step through the door. Fukuda had always been unfriendly to her, and she also hated him. Such a behavior... The shrinking pupils showed her surprise.

"How is it?" The voice in the ear was the same as before.

If it was Kyono Hanako, maybe she would scream out loud, not only because the room in front of her was full of comic books, but more because Fukuda Shinta was by her side.But Sawano... "Sorry, Fukuda-kun, I'm not interested in manga. And... are you mocking me?"

In fact, Sawano Sharo didn't want to say that, but maybe this is self-torture.The silver-haired man next to him obviously hasn't really held the paintbrush, but his eyes are indeed too bright, at least in Sawano's eyes, they are too dazzling, as if showing her gloom.

"Hey! Your persecution paranoia is too serious! I wanted you to see my work, forget it...Miss Sawano, I think we really can't live in peace. I'm really sorry for bringing you in. .” Fukuda folded his hands on his chest and raised his chin, his last words were not so much an apology, but more like a rebuttal from Sawano.

But Sawano was really not in the mood today, he shook off the wrist that had been held since the beginning of the conversation, nodded expressionlessly, and said goodbye before closing the door.

Fukuda, who came out of the bathroom, scratched his washed hair, sat on a chair, and the work he would submit this time was placed on the workbench.What a hell of a day!He would actually pull in the woman who was a false pronoun in his heart, that kind of attitude made him angry... But the pair of dim golden eyes that he saw before remained in front of his eyes.

Good intentions were struck by lightning!

Sitting on a chair, looking at the comics on the table... the flames in my heart can't be extinguished no matter what.

As soon as Sawano Sharo arrived in the room, she threw herself on the bed. If it was someone else, she might still be able to treat it with a smile... But Sawano always sneered at Fukuda Shinta. In fact, she knew the reason...so straightforward And she didn't hide it, and even had an arrogant and mean attitude... She was very envious.

It was really her own fault today, but she didn't think of apologizing.I was already hated by others, and it's okay to deepen the hatred.

The heart is empty, such a self-defeating mentality accelerates the hollowness in the heart like a moth.

Although it is a place with only one person like Futian...but why does her home seem so empty.There was only the sound of my own breathing in the room, nothing else.

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Everything was held tightly in hand,

But only one mistake led to everything today,

I have roared countless times of regret,

Now want to come,

It's just because I don't want my heart to become empty.

Sawano Sharo turned over on the bed, looked at the alarm clock on the table, and the hour hand fixed at nine o'clock fell into his eyes...

——The body sat up all of a sudden.

——Wait, there is no class today... Miracle Clover's part-time job is also at one o'clock in the afternoon...

--boom.

Sawano fell down on the bed again, covering her face with a quilt. If she was still in a gloomy mood yesterday, she can only be said to be a little depressed when she thinks about yesterday. She has always been a guy who can forget unhappy things after a night of sleep. So that sometimes I feel that I am heartless.

...and twelve hours ago, she was still heartbroken because the feeling of being dumped had already settled in her heart, ...if she didn't deliberately mention it, Sawano felt that she might recover soon, after all...she still has to find the next paragraph quickly love,...or else...

—she would feel that she had... died.

After another hour of pretending to be dead on the bed, the whining of the stomach urged Sawano to get up, grabbed his messy hair and opened the refrigerator... I found out that the trip that was supposed to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients last night was so small after the breakup The point of a grain of sand.

My stomach made the sound of "gurgling" again...

He brushed his hair casually, regardless of the light blonde hair on his head that was raised due to his sleeping position—put on the long sleeves and knee-length skirt and opened the door directly.

"..."

"..."

Just as Shinta Fukuda let go of the doorknob, he saw the same movement of a figure emerging from the side. After a few seconds of silence, the anger that had been extinguished overnight was aroused again.

Sawano Shaluo glanced at Futian indifferently, and walked past him.

And the silver-haired man just stood there and didn't respond.

Speaking of which, did she subconsciously want to get Fukuda Shinta's reaction?Sawano sneered and went downstairs.

It's not that Fukuda doesn't want to say anything, but that despite the anger burning in his heart, he really can't find any topic!Could it be that he was still obsessed with the paranoid attack on that woman in Sawano yesterday! ? "Bastard!" He couldn't help cursing, as for the meaning, I'm afraid even Futian himself didn't know.

There is a park very close to the residential area. At this moment, the pale blonde woman spread her hands on the chair with a blank face, looking at the blue sky like a big sister.

He was obviously very hungry, but Sawano couldn't arouse any desire to eat. As the end of spring moved forward quickly, when the wind blew past his ears, he brought a light song along with him.

"If the wind changes,

The road I have to walk will be easier, right?

"It's okay if you don't prepare well, beak, I don't care so much."

Retro tunes with an Irish flair.

『I think no matter where you go, there should be no such thing as a dream rule.

Empty your pockets and go on a trip,

Although it has no purpose,

Come on, empty your pockets and go on a trip,

Decorate with a rebellious mood. 』

Whose radio is playing.

He took out a bag of potato chips from the shopping bag, opened it and ate it.

The mood at this moment, how should I put it, feels more relaxed than ever. Although I know it may only be for a while, but... this feeling is really good.

"Such a fictitious fate...

We who travel to the future of collapse,

Leaving tin streets behind,

Waving the flag high,

waving. 』

The wind is very comfortable, blowing the last warm tune into the ears.

While closing his eyes, he thought it would be good to squint for a while, then opened his eyes again and looked at his watch with his hazy consciousness after being hypnotized—[12:23]——The time pointed by the minute hand of the pointer made Sawano confused The brain is jolted.

After brushing the still messy hair again, Sawano sighed, poured the few bits and pieces left in the bag of potato chips into his mouth, and then ran with the shopping bag.

She combed her hair, changed her pants, and ran into the "Miracle Clover" as fast as she could, and walked in the door. The [1:00] on the watch indicated that she had found a place close to the community, which was really a good idea. .Panting heavily, the boss did not show up for a surprise inspection, and the slender man standing in front of the cashier counter made Sawano unable to ignore him even if he wanted to.

"Fukuda-kun, is Sharo here?" An orange head poked out from the door of the production room. After Kyano Hanako asked, she saw Sawano walking over and said with a smile, "Sara, you are finally here, the store manager just now Just now I said - if you are at [-]:[-]