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Chapter 16 You Want to Carry Me

◎You are so kind◎

The game of push and pull when holding hands is temporarily on hiatus.

Both Nishijima Mari and Echizen Ryuya selectively ignored the fact that they both enjoyed it just now.

The grilled meat at the rotisserie is delicious.Mainly Echizen Ryuya Yakiniku, Nishijima Mari eats meat.

Her mouth was stuffed with lettuce and pork belly, and every time her teary eyes looked at Echizen Longya, there was a line of big characters written inside: Longya, you are an angel!

She didn't even need to say this sentence, Echizen Ryuya knew it all.

Because Nishijima’s words of praise have always been scarce, and when he gets emotional, he can only say: XX is definitely an angel!

Ryuya Echizen is 13 years old.

The next day, he climbed over the fence of the orange orchard, which was not obstructive, and stepped on the tree trunk to easily enter the orange grove.

He casually picked an orange from a low branch, wiped it on his coat twice, and then bit off the skin.Echizen Ryuya put one hand in his pocket and walked down the slope lazily.

He didn't deliberately look for Nishijima Mari - when he came, Echizen Ryuya felt that he didn't come back just to see Nishijima Mari - he just came to fulfill his promise.

As for whether Nishijima will come or not, and whether they can meet, it doesn't matter at all.

Echizen Ryuya didn't care.

He murmured in his heart that it was not important, I don't care, it's just an appointment, I'll just come - Echizen Ryuya was walking while thinking, and when he lowered his eyes, he happened to see Mari Nishijima sitting on a low hillside.

Today, the little girl is wearing a single kimono with blue flowers on a white background, and a white lace smock on the outside. It is very suitable for the surrounding dark green fruit trees and summer.

Echizen Ryuya stood on a high place for a while without speaking.Nishijima Mari seemed to be able to hear his slight footsteps, and quickly raised his head, looking straight at him with round eyes.

Echizen Ryuya took two steps forward, squatted down, and pressed his calf against the back of Nishijima Mari's head.

Mari Nishijima: "Are you here? Do you want some bread?"

She eagerly pointed to the bamboo basket on her lap.Echizen Longya recognized that it was the small bamboo basket she put oranges in yesterday—why does this kid look not so smart?

He pinched Nishijima Mari's cheek with one hand, and squeezed his fingers together.

The soft flesh on the girl's cheeks is like Xue Mei Niang.

It seems to pull a few more times, and the sweet stuffing will really flow out of it.

Echizen Ryuya: "Didn't you invite me to eat oranges?"

Nishijima's cheek was pinched, and she spoke vaguely: "But the croissant is also delicious, I specially saved it for you."

Echizen Ryuya: "..."

He let go of Nishijima's face, took off his hat and put it on her head, and sat down beside her.

The white cloth covering the bamboo basket was lifted, revealing the croissant wrapped in a layer of icing sugar in the bamboo basket.

Sweet aromas of bread and vegetable oil mingled with the aromas of the orchard.

Echizen Ryuya picked up the croissant and stuffed it into his mouth, his stomach that hadn't eaten breakfast got some relief.He glanced at Mari Nishijima, and the little girl happened to be looking at him too—the eyes collided suddenly, and Echizen Ryuya didn't feel embarrassed.

He licked the frosting on his mouth and raised his eyebrows: "What do you see me doing? Don't you want to eat?"

He pointed to the croissants in the bamboo basket.Mari Nishijima shook his head: "I've eaten it, and this is for you."

When Echizen Ryuya was eating bread, Mari Nishijima wouldn't make any noise, so she was in a daze, playing with the brim of the baseball cap in front of her with her fingers.

Although the hat was put on top of her head by Echizen Ryuya casually, it was put on in a straight position.Mari Nishijima poked at the brim of the hat, pushed it here and there, and pulled it here and there. The hat soon became crooked, and it was placed on top of her head at a dangerous angle.

Suddenly, the crooked hat straightened itself.

Mari Nishijima, who was playing with the brim of his hat, widened his eyes: "Hat!"

Echizen Longya knocked on her head through the hat: "I supported it, don't worry, this hat won't move by itself."

Mari Nishijima showed a disappointed look: "Oh——"

The few croissants were quickly eaten up, Echizen Ryuya covered the white cloth back.

Mari Nishijima looked at him eagerly: "You are finished eating, why don't you take me to play?"

Echizen Ryuya: "...I didn't come here specially to play with you."

"Okay! I promised you yesterday that we will meet, and now we have met, you go back quickly." Echizen Ryuya stood up, patted the dirt on the corner of his coat, bent down and put the hat on Nishijima Mari's head Take it away too, "You are running around by yourself, your parents must be looking for you too."

Echizen Ryuya has good observation skills, so he discovered it a long time ago.

The clothes the little girl wears are always clean and tidy, even the colors are well matched, and her hair is neatly combed. It can be seen that before she goes out every time, the family members will eagerly and lovingly help her choose clothes and tie her hair.

At first glance, she is a girl whom the family loves very much.

Echizen Longya was about to leave, he was not in the mood to develop friendship with such a little princess in an ivory tower.

He didn't know what he wanted yet - but it certainly wasn't something so squeamish and weak.He wanted something grander and hotter, something that made his heart beat fast, something that allowed his youthful ego and pride to be swayed.

Unknown, ethereal freedom like the wind.

When he turned to leave, someone grabbed the hem of his trousers.

Echizen Ryuya lowered his eyes: Mari Nishijima raised his head, drooping eyebrows and eyes, showing a pitiful and helpless expression.

What's next?play self pity?Acting like a baby?

Anyway, it's the girl thing...

Nishijima was a little embarrassed: "Then before you leave, can you carry me to the exit of the orange grove? I sat for too long, my legs are numb and I can't get up."

Echizen Ryuya: "..."

Mari Nishijima avoided his eyes guiltyly, loosened his trousers, and poked the bamboo basket on his knee again: "You still ate my bread, you can't leave me here alone..."

Echizen Ryuya retracted his foreword.

Mari Nishijima is not stupid.She was too smart, and she knew how to bribe him before making a request--a soft mouth for eating people, but a short hand for taking people.

He knelt down in front of Xi Daozhen and pinched her face with one hand: "Is your leg really numb?"

Mari Nishijima hammered his thigh: "It's really numb, I've been sitting here waiting for you for a long time."

"..."

Echizen Ryuya's weak conscience suddenly ached.

He turned his back to Nishijima Mari: "Come up."

Nishijima Mari: "Thank you, Longya, you are so kind, just like an angel."

Echizen Ryuya sneered: "Do you only use this sentence to praise people?"

Xi Daozhen lay on his back, thought hard for a long time, and finally said: "Long Ya, you are so kind, just like my mother."

Echizen Ryuya's foot slipped, almost wrestling with her.

Mari Nishijima exclaimed in shock, and hugged Echizen Ryuya's neck tightly: "Are you okay? Don't fall—"

Echizen Longya regained his footing, annoyed: "That's still an angel."

The two walked for a while, and Nishijima's tone was weak: "Long Ya, the sun is so hot, I feel like I'm going to suffer from heat stroke."

Echizen Ryuya's face was also covered in sweat.He weighed Xidao Zhenli upwards, but said helplessly, "Then you wear my hat."

Nishijima Mari humbly said: "I won't have to wear it if I take it, isn't that bad?"

Echizen Ryuya laughed angrily.He let go of his hand—Nishijima Mari hugged his neck tightly again in fright.Before he was strangled to death, Echizen Ryuya hooked his arm around Mari Nishijima's leg again.

"I wear it myself, I don't have any hands."

"……Oh."

Still in shock, Mari Nishijima took off his baseball cap and put it on his own head.

There was no baseball cap to cover it, and the sun was shining directly, even Echizen Ryuya's physical strength was a little uncomfortable.Sweat fell down his forehead to his eyelashes, he closed his eyes and blinked, the sweat fell down like tears.

Suddenly, the harsh sunlight was blocked.

Echizen Longya raised his head and glanced at the top of his head. It was a white smock that had been layered several times, and it was softly torn apart to cover his head.

Echizen Ryuya: "... Are your legs numb?"

Mari Nishijima helped him cover the sun, and answered honestly: "I don't know, I think my calf still hurts."

Echizen Ryuya: "..."

He put Nishidao Zhenli down——Nishi Dao Zhenli had a ignorant expression on his face, and when he landed, he subconsciously landed on one foot, wobbling and unsteady.

Echizen Longya squatted down: "Sit down, I'll show you, it shouldn't be numb."

Leg numbness is unconscious.But Mari Nishijima said that her calf hurts... Echizen Ryuya felt that this guy would not lie, so he decided to take a look for himself.

Mari Nishijima sat down obediently and rolled up the corners of her kimono.

Echizen Ryuya: "Which leg hurts?"

Nishijima Mari: "This one."

Echizen Longya stretched out her hand and pinched it, but before she had time to exert force, she immediately became tearful: "It hurts..."

Echizen Longya let go of her hand, looked up at her angrily: "You sprained your ankle, don't you know?"

Mari Nishijima was at a loss.

Helpless, he asked, "Did you fall when you came here?"

Mari Nishijima frowned, trying to remember: "It seemed to have slipped, but I didn't feel anything at that time, so I continued walking."

"Ah, is that twisted?"

Echizen Ryuya was too lazy to explain to the idiot.

He touched the girl's slender ankle, turned around and squatted down with his back facing Mari Nishijima: "It's just a little swollen, just go back and apply some medicated oil for bruises yourself."

"Come on, I'll carry you out."

Mari Nishijima: "Oh..."

She didn't feel how serious the matter was yet, and Echizen Ryuya's tone was very relaxed.

Nishijima Mari lay on his back again and put her arms around his neck.

The summer in the United States was very hot that year, and the sky was as blue as freshly burnt glass.

A young man who yearns for freedom and passionate dreams walks in an orange grove with a sea breeze on his back, carrying a fool on his back.Before he ran away from home, he envisioned many kinds of lives, whether wandering or suffering—but never in such bright and gentle colors.

Wild mustard and weeds grow on the hillsides, and the fresh scent of oranges spreads in the sun.

Mari Nishijima hugged his neck and muttered: "Long Ya, you are really nice, just like an angel."

Echizen Ryuya.

Nishijima Mari was a little embarrassed to be fed.She managed to swallow the meat in her mouth, and looked at the barbecue tool man with her round eyes soft and good-natured, and praised him: "Long Yajun, you are so kind, and your barbecue skills are also very good, just like an angel."

Echizen Ryuya propped his cheek with one hand, and smiled lightly: "Really? It's my honor to return that."

-Complete-

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