roadside bookstore

Even if they met each other, even if they got acquainted with each other, for Kuroro and Si Yafei, their lives have not changed.

Si Yafei is still the owner of her own bookstore, and Kuroro just enjoys the excitement.

——They only meet once in a month or even longer.

The most familiar stranger.

·

Pushing the door open again, Kuroro found that his heart began to calm down. This is the magic power brought by this bookstore. Even if he is enjoying the stimulation of death, his mood will start to calm down at this moment.

"Kurolo, you're here." Si Yafei smiled slightly and closed the book in her hand.

"What book are you reading?"

The most normal conversation.

Tilting her head, her long black hair inadvertently brushed across the desk, Si Yafei raised an arc, and pointed at a potted flower. Last time, Kuroro didn't see this potted flower. Brilliant sparks in the night sky.At the moment when the sparks disperse, the sparks fly around and are fleeting.Its shape is just like the second before the fireworks disappear.heartbreaking.

Sparkling orchid.

The name of this flower flashed across Kuroro's mind. The origin of this flower is not here at all, so it is very rare.Besides, he doesn't know anything else, he doesn't like to grow flowers, that kind of flowers are too fragile, maybe it's the temperament left by Meteor Street, he hates everything that is easy to die.

"There was a man who made fireworks. The fireworks he made were very unique and beautiful. Almost no one disliked them and was attracted by their sparks. In the past, there was a woman he loved deeply. It was because this woman liked sparks very much that he started Made beautiful fireworks for her.

He kept researching how to make more exciting and beautiful fireworks, and finally invented a kind of spark that would not disappear after shooting into the sky.However, in order to prove his love for his woman, he has never released such fireworks. "

Having said that, Siafei paused, and looked at Kuroro: "Do you know why?"

As if she hadn't expected his answer, she said directly: "It's because it disappears that the fireworks look so beautiful."

After pondering for a while, Kuroro chuckled: "Is this the usual saying that rare things are valuable?"

"It can also be understood in this way," Si Yafei chuckled, "Kurolo, you don't understand love."

"Some love can't be expressed in words, and great love is speechless. Moreover, love is like fireworks, it is only beautiful for a moment. After a long time, you will get tired of it."

"Fireworks are so beautiful that they are illusory. I would rather choose the truth than fantasy."

This is Kuroro, the first time he saw Si Yafei's persistence in his bones.

Rather Stick to your guns.

Obviously this kind of personality will suffer a lot in Meteor Street, and it doesn't fit my three views at all, but I am still attracted by this completely different posture.

Killing her was not chosen, nor was it necessary.

It's rare, if there's something she's interested in, don't scare her for now.

Kuroro thought so, and did not choose to occupy the toy.

This is the first time.

·

"Head, are you back?" The knight glanced at their leader, "Did you go to the bookstore again?"

That bookstore is no secret to the Phantom Troupe.

"No need to shoot, no threat." A rare reminder to his group of unreasonable members, "Some things are interesting until the end."

"Do you need to check the background of the shop owner?" the knight asked.

Hmm... Did you find the answer yourself, or is it interesting to find out?

"Never mind."

It's more fun to play with your own toys.

·

"Do you believe in God?" Kuroro asked suddenly after having known each other for about a year.

"Compared to God, I believe in the existence of heaven." Si Yafei said, bypassing this topic.

...interesting thought.

"There is too much sorrow in the world, so people need a spiritual sustenance. In heaven, I hope that the dead people can live better, and God, is to comfort myself, pinning my hope on an unwarranted thing, not Very clever move."

"So, Siafee, do you believe that you will go to heaven after death?"

"...Does it matter whether I go to hell or heaven, I'm already dead?" Siafi glanced at Kuroro strangely, "It's just stupid to think that dead people live better. If you really die If everyone goes to heaven, then everyone in the world will commit suicide? And aren’t heaven and hell relative? I never expected to go to heaven, let alone I’m still alive, so I don’t have to think about it so much.”

He chuckled: "That's right, that will be considered in the future."

Si Yafei hesitated for a long time before slowly saying: "Regardless of whether gods and heaven exist or not, these are the motivations of living people. Gods pity the world. I am not a god, so how do I know?"

Kuroro began to wonder what kind of environment could cultivate this person who is neither white nor black: "Who told you these ideas?"

"A godfather. I was entrusted to him by my mother when I was young, and he died soon."

Speaking of this guy, Si Yafei seemed to be in a low mood, obviously unwilling to say anything more.

It's different from her liveliness at the beginning, is it gray this time...

A very smart child, it seems that he is not cruel enough.

But very realistic.

"Siyafei, I'm leaving first."

"Well, Kuroro, goodbye." It was still the smile that was not stained with a trace of gloom in the clear sky.

At that time, everything was fine, the Phantom Troupe was not well-known, and the Gregorian calendar was January [-].