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From a distance, Murata saw a light on the residential building, and then a familiar shadow appeared on the window.He wasn't sure if it was Fu Heihui - thinking it might be, he subconsciously raised his hand and waved it.

But the light went out soon, and he lazily lay back on the swing, one person occupying two positions, swaying.

The sky in the distance has already turned white, and the sun is about to come out.

Fu Heihui didn't reply to Murata's message, and Murata muttered to himself: "Could it be that you haven't woken up yet?"

At this time, he heard footsteps, turned his head and smiled, waved to the person rushing: "Fu Hei! Here, here!"

At this time, the sun and the moon are in the sky, and the morning light is twilight, covering everything with an illusory and beautiful brilliance.Murata standing in that layer of brilliance made Fu Heihui dazed for a moment.

He pursed his lips and walked over: "How long have you been waiting here?"

Murata: "Not long."

He took his legs back from the other swing, grabbed the swing chain with his palm and shook it: "Hurry up, hurry up, there is no one now, try to sit on it."

There is no way to refuse.

It's hard to say no.

Fu Heihui was pushed by Murata's shoulders to sit on it, and he grabbed the rope of the swing with some stiffness—since he could remember, he seldom sat on the swing.

Murata stood behind Fu Heihui and pushed him twice, and the swing soon began to swing by itself following the laws of physics.He sat on the swing next to Fu Heihui, and he skillfully shook the swing without anyone pushing him.

The dry and hot wind mixed with the smell of grass and trees rushed to the cheeks and passed by the ears.Fu Heihui unconsciously grasped the rope of the swing, his gaze fluctuated with the ups and downs of the swing.

On the top of the mountain in the distance, the white fish belly is gradually dyed a brilliant golden red.

The sun is about to come out.

Fu Heihui remembered that Murata seemed to hate sunbathing.He glanced at Murata with what he considered to be a hidden gaze—Murata's swing wasn't high enough, and his arms were stretched out to hold the rope of the swing, with a lazy, careless expression on his face.

The morning light spread on his pale skin, outlining a pale golden light on the edge of his side face.

It is unique to teenagers, with slightly vague gender characteristics, but thin and delicate lines: from the brow bone, the bridge of the nose, to the introverted jawline, neck, and Adam's apple.

It's far less cold and hard than an adult man, and slightly sharper than a girl's soft lines.

Murata suddenly looked sideways, and the shadows of the eyebrows and the bridge of the nose fell on his face: "Fu Hei, you are looking at me."

What he said was affirmative, and Fu Heihui was inexplicably embarrassed to be caught for doing something bad.He tried his best not to look away, the blue eyes under the thin eyelashes flickered slightly: "Mmm... I'm looking at you."

Is this guy too keen on other people's eyes?

Murata stepped on the ground with both feet, the swing stopped shaking, and his body leaned towards Fu Heihui.The chain of the swing was pressed by him, and it also bent towards Fu Heihui.

The distance between the two is getting closer, but it's not too close - Fu Heihui can clearly see the black broken hair on his forehead, see the plum red narrow pupils under his eyelashes, reflecting the morning light, and see his slightly upward eyes. Tail, and a little red spreading from the end of the eye.

The bird chirping became quieter, but the beating of the heart grew louder.

Murata opened his mouth, ready to speak.Suddenly, Fu Heihui's pupils shrank, grabbed Murata's arm, and pulled him into the nearby bushes; Murata was bewildered, but did not resist. Two teenagers over 1.7 meters squeezed into the bushes with difficulty, and Fu Hei Huisheng was afraid that Murata would show his head, so he pressed the back of Murata's head with his hands.

Murata: "...Why did you hide in the bushes?"

Fu Heihui was taken aback for a moment, his eyes were still looking outside the bushes, he paused, and said, "Jin Meiji——he came out. He should be going to school."

Murata looked out in the direction Fugurohui was looking at, and saw Fukurotsu Miki carrying a schoolbag, walking alone on the way to school.She was in a good mood, with a faint smile on her face.

Murata was at a loss: "Why did we hide when Tsumiji came out?"

Fu Heihui: "..."

Tsumiki had already walked outside, and Murata was still waiting for Fukuroe's answer.Fu Heihui lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Murata's intuition seems to be a very serious reason - the kind that would be very troublesome to ask.For the time being, he couldn't figure out what kind of trouble it would be, but trouble was trouble——

"It's okay, I understand."

Patting Fu Heihui on the shoulder, Murata comforted him: "I'm fine!"

Fu Heihui stared at Murata, not moving.Murata blinked and didn't speak, but his expression seemed to be asking Fu Heihui: Am I wrong?

There are many mosquitoes in summer, especially in the bushes.But when he was huddled with Murata, Fu Heihui found that he was not bitten by any insects.

so amazing.

Is this the power of automatic insect repellent?

His straightened lips slowly loosened, and he swallowed: "I'm sorry."

Murata's mouth was faster than his head, and he answered: "It's okay!"

Huh?Why is he saying sorry?

Fu Heihui stood up and pulled Murata out of the bushes.Murata patted the grass clippings on his clothes, and suddenly the topic went off track: "If Tsumiki is going to school today, Fuhei, shouldn't you go to school today too?"

Fu Heihui: "...um."

Murata was a little annoyed, and said to himself: "Then, wouldn't I delay your school time?"

Fu Hei: "No, I changed into my school uniform before going out, just go to school directly."

When he said this, Murata noticed that Fu Heihui was indeed wearing a school uniform.However, he was only wearing a white shirt and black trousers, not a coat—the first time Murata saw Fu Heihui wearing a school uniform, he was wearing a coat.

Murata was still a little annoyed: "Then have you had breakfast?"

Fu Heihui lowered his eyes: "Go to school to eat, the canteen has it."

"Oh yes."

Murata agreed with Fu Heihui's words, and he didn't have the consciousness to get some breakfast for his "sweetheart" at all.He patted Fu Heihui on the back, smiling brightly: "Then I won't take up your time, go to class now!"

"Study hard! Don't fail!"

After being staggered a few steps by Murata, Fu Heihui's heartbeat became steady.

He stood firm, turned his head, and said with a straight face, "Low your head."

Murata lowered his head obediently while asking "Why?"Fu Heihui raised his hand, picked a leaf from his hair, and shook it in front of his eyes: "I just got it in the bushes."

When he spoke, Murata touched his head and said, "Oh, this one? You don't need to tell me to bow your head. Tell me, and I'll take it off myself."

Fu Heihui: "..."

The originally indifferent expression on his face gradually turned into displeasure, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were drawn down.But Fu Heihui didn't say anything, threw the leaf away, and put his hands in his trouser pockets: "I'm going to class."

Murata waved happily: "Goodbye, goodbye!"

Fu Heihui: "..."

I don't understand.

He's so hard to understand—these two people came up with such thoughts at the same time.