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The car outside suddenly whistled.The whistle was clear and loud, but it made Fu Heihui's heart tighten when it sounded.He looked at Murata, but Murata also looked at him.

Light and shadow fell on the young man's face, and there was no haze in the young man's eyes.

Fu Heihui suddenly curled up his fingers, and the heat rolled from his palm to his cheek.He spoke with a slightly hoarse voice: "Murata, I'm not a very good person. At least not as good as you said, even I became a magician, not because of any good reasons, I was just bad and worse Among the bad endings, I chose a relatively less bad ending."

The young man's scorching gaze intertwined, Fu Heihui did not avoid Murata.His nervous fingers kept pressing the corner of his clothes, and his heart seemed to jump out of his throat, but he didn't intend to hide it from Murata.

He said: "If you like me because you think I'm good and kind, you will soon lose interest in me, and then lose the impulse to this relationship."

Fu Heihui insisted on tearing apart the reality and handing it to Murata.

He likes Murata, but he knows that he can't accept Murata's - how can he accept it?Accept a hopeless future for two people?

He can't see the future himself, so why should he ask Murata to follow the same path as himself?

Murata has too many choices, but Fukui Hui does not have so many choices.

Murata blinked: "Do you think I was impulsive?"

Fu Heihui nodded: "It's not a feeling, it's reality. Murata, you also know that your liking for me is just impulsive."

The two stared at each other without speaking.Fu Heihui stared until his eyes were a little dry, and suddenly Murata began to take things out of his haori pocket.

He first took out a stack of colorful cards: "I asked my mother for my own bank card and credit card yesterday, and I want to tell you that I have no impulse, I have thought about it hard. I have never thought about these things before. , may not be very thoughtful, but we can first propose a plan, and then slowly change it, the biggest advantage of me is that I can correct my mistakes.”

Then he took out another stack of stamped papers: "This is my real estate certificate, actually not many, six in Tokyo, five in the countryside, and there seem to be scattered houses in other places, I don't remember them. I take this to tell you that you can know all my places, I am very home-loving, I just want to go home after work, if you want to find me, there will always be a place to go."

The table has become a world where credit cards and real estate certificates are superimposed.These valuable things outside are spread randomly on the public table of the convenience store at this moment, and there are even dirt left by the predecessors eating oden on this table.

Murata touched his pocket again, but this time nothing came out.He froze for a moment, then realized that he had already touched the chips, his brows and eyes drooped, showing a little frustration.

He said softly, "Fu Hei, that's all I have, please think about me."

"It is true that I fell in love with you on impulse, but I am not impulsive about liking you. I am really thinking about it."

Murata never had to think about the future before. His future was a clear and straight road. He knew how his life should go even with his eyes closed.Until Fu Heihui appeared, Murata realized that Fu Heihui was not part of his broad road.

He is a tough and beautiful weed on the side of the road. It looks weak, but it can break through rocks and grow out with amazing vitality.

He will drag Murata into another world, another road.

So Murata left for two months, he lingered and hesitated at the fork in the road - he tried too many endings, maybe the two separated, maybe the two became strangers.

It is impossible for Murata to be a conjurer for a lifetime, and his family will not allow him to do such a high-risk occupation forever.The broad avenue that Murata can see at a glance is that everything develops as he likes: he has been a conjurer for a few years, retired and continued to practice swords and travel, made many friends, and when he was tired, he came back to inherit the dojo at home and taught a lot. The lovely child continues to learn the knife.

Maybe develop other hobbies and meet a cute girl...boys too.

Then get together, fall in love, and prepare to get married.

In short, it is a future that can be seen, a future that will not stay in the magic world, and will not continue to deal with annoying people.

But Fu Heihui appeared.

He calmly appeared in Murata's sight, like an unexpected and inevitable heavy rainstorm.The weather forecast didn't say he would come, but he would come anyway.

Then drenched Murata.

Now the drenched man puts his only chips on the table and awaits the verdict of the storm.

Fu Heihui lowered his eyes, and the blue eyes reflected Murata's hands on his knees.He suddenly found that the back of Murata's hand was very tight, and his knuckles were turning white.

Murata...was also nervous.

He swallowed, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Heihui licked his lips and said, "Murata."

The person whose name was called immediately straightened his back, unconsciously scratching his haori fabric with his fingers.Fu Heihui looked at Murata, the taut heart slowly started beating again, and the blood began to flow to the internal organs with the beating of the heart.

Fu Heihui said: "This is also the first time for me to fall in love with a boy."

"Please give me more advice in the future."

Murata: "!!!"

His eyes widened in an instant, the pupils were slender and narrow.But the abnormality of the pupils was only for a moment, and after a flash, it seemed to become normal again.

Murata stumbled and said, "You answer—hiss!"

He covered his mouth, bowed his waist, and his facial features were wrinkled in pain.Fu Heihui was startled: "What's wrong with you?"

Murata stuck out his tongue and whispered, "Tooth, tooth, hit my tongue..."

Fu Heihui: "..."

Kind of like laughing.

But it seems not good to laugh at your partner in the first minute of dating.

Calmly, he folded up the bank card and real estate certificate on the table, and stuffed them back to Murata: "Put these things away, and don't give them to others—not even me."

"We are in a relationship, not a one-on-one support for extremely poor students. Or do you think I need you to support me?"

The tails of the boy's eyes were raised, and his emerald eyes looked at Murata with a half-smile.Murata covered his mouth, was stunned for two seconds, and excitedly said: "Is it possible? Can I raise you? I am very rich! I promise to raise you well!"

Fu Heihui: "...Impossible."

Murata disappointed: "Oh——"

He casually stuffed the bank card and real estate certificate into the pocket of the melon seed shell, as casually as if stuffing a stack of Chinese cabbage.Although Murata said that he is very rich, and even though the conjurer will not be short of money after starting the mission, Fu Heihui still felt an inexplicable twitch in his temple when he saw Murata's casual movements, and involuntarily thought " Landlord's silly son' this adjective.

...It's over, the subject and sister are the same kind of people, and this subject seems to be even less intelligent than Tsumiki.

The reliable minor Fu Heihui started to worry about her partner's life within the first minute of dating.

At this time, Murata took out his mobile phone and saw an unread message sent to him by Kasumi Miwa, his face changed slightly, and his face turned pale: "Oops!"

Fu Heihui thought he had received an urgent mission nearby: "Is it a mission? What level of magic spirit? I..."

Murata held his mobile phone unrestrainedly, and said: "There was a big car accident in the part-time job at Sanwa. She had to help the boss carry the wounded, so she couldn't help me with my homework on the history of the development of the magic world. But this homework will be a songstress tomorrow." The teacher will check!"

Fu Hei: "...the history of the development of the magic world? Homework? Wait, why do you have to write your homework for others?"

Murata felt guilty, and his voice gradually became weaker: "Because I was talking about things I didn't like to hear, I accidentally fell asleep - I couldn't understand what was being said in the homework, and it happened that she was short of money in Sanwa, so I Paying her to do my homework for me..."

In fact, Sanlun Xia didn't want to accept Murata's money at first, but Murata gave too much.

Fu Heihui inhales, Fu Heihui exhales.Fu Heihui resisted the desire/desire to punch Murata on the head, and said calmly: "There is a printer in the convenience store, you ask your classmate to send the homework, and I will write it for you after printing it out-you also have to watch it by the side Go ahead and review by the way."

Murata was shocked: "Fu Hei, do you know this?"

Fu Heihui coughed dryly, avoiding his gaze: "I am also a magician... I have taken many classes in advance."

To be precise, he is also one of the most hated Yusanjia in Murata.

Murata hurriedly went to the store owner to print with his mobile phone, and came back with three papers after a while, and bought a new carrot pen.Fu Heihui sighed, took the pen, and spread out the paper.

He glanced at the content, and found that it was not difficult. It was all the basic knowledge of Yusanjia, and the answer could be written with a pen.It's just that for a half-baked conjurer like Murata who has only been in the industry for three months and is still paddling when he has nothing to do, it may be difficult to write all of them.

Resigned to his fate, he rolled up his sleeves, bowed his head and began to help Murata with his homework.Murata sat next to him, but he didn't escape, and watched Fu Heihui write the answer honestly.

Fu Heihui wrote an answer, and he memorized it in his heart, and the two of them moved closer unconsciously, head to head.