Summer of Fireflies

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Can't wait for the traffic to resume. On the second day of staying at the Murata couple's house, the young man and I planned to walk back to Bingsheng Town by another mountain road. The route of that mountain road was provided by the Murata couple, although they didn't agree with us going back now. decision.

"Gang Ji-jun, before going back, can you accompany me back to the mountain temple first?" I stopped at a certain intersection under the mountain and asked, the young man nodded silently.

The mountain temple and the mountain road back are actually quite close. If you go to the mountain temple and then walk back to the mountain road, half of the journey is on the way.Along the way, the young man and I remained silent. We stepped up the stone steps side by side, and neither of us took the initiative to speak again.

It snowed again last night, the stone steps were covered with snow, the surrounding dead leaves were covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost, and some dew even froze.

The young man's steps are bigger than mine, so he naturally walks faster than me. When I lag behind him by a few inches, I can't help sneaking a peek at his profile.

When you see a young man, you can't help but think of what happened last night.

He didn't ask me why I went back to the mountain temple, and I didn't want to ask what he wanted to say to me yesterday, or I didn't have the courage to ask at all.

This morning too, neither he nor I mentioned what happened yesterday, as if what happened yesterday never happened at all.

He didn't mention it any more, so naturally I wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

I always feel that the atmosphere today is too weird and silent, and the too long stone steps suddenly distanced the distance between the young man and me.

I stopped suddenly and looked at the back of the young man walking silently. I struggled in my heart. I tried to move my lips to break the silence between me and him, but I never had the courage to speak, because I didn't know what to say to him after I spoke. say something.

In fact, even if the young man didn't finish what he wanted to say to me last night, I vaguely guessed some of it. I'm not a fool with a negative EQ.

The young man was kind to me in every possible way before, the kiss on the forehead on New Year's Eve, plus what he wanted to say but failed to say last night, whenever he looked into my eyes and spoke, there was an overly gentle and focused look in my eyes. The sight can almost melt my whole heart.

I once said that the gentleness of youth is a deadly poison to me. If I don't pay attention, I will easily fall into his gentle and loving gaze.

I like him, and he might like me, and that's why I'm afraid.

Why did I choose to run away last night?

The ghost girl who grew up with the young man in his memory must be a very special and important existence to the young man, otherwise he would not have traveled all the way here to worship her.

So, even though I know that the ghost girl is myself, I still don't have much sense of reality about this. Takekawa Hotaru is Takekawa Hotaru, and I am me.

In the past, Hotaru Takegawa liked silver, but now I like youth, we are two different individuals with the same identity, at least I think so.

Obviously, the young man has certain special feelings for the ghost girl who is Hotaru Takekawa. I am afraid that the love he is about to say to me is not the meaning I imagined. I can't help but guess, maybe the person he likes has always been Hotaru Takekawa, I happen to be the reincarnation of Hotaru Takekawa, I don't want young people to regard me as a substitute for another person, even if that person is my past self.

In other words, the young man didn't have any special feelings for me, and all the above speculations were illusions caused by his being too gentle towards me.

"Why didn't you leave all of a sudden?" Seeing that I was behind, the young man stopped and turned around.

Looking at the doubtful face of the young man, I swallowed the question I wanted to ask, and I made up an excuse at random: "I saw a shadow just now, I thought it was Xiaobai coming."

——Tsunayoshi-kun, don't you... like Takegawa Hotaru from the past?

This sentence can't be asked anyway.

The young man didn't show any doubts about the excuses I made at will. When I followed his footsteps, his pace deliberately slowed down for me.

Soon, we came to the mountain temple.

I put the wooden box back in the shrine, including the key to unlock it.

The silver bathrobe, mask, and scarf are all memories of this place. Now that I have decided to bury another part of my memory, I should not take these things with me. If I bring them back, instead of adding sadness to myself Memories, might as well let go of the past.

Takegawa Hotaru used to be Takegawa Hotaru, but now I am Lisa and Miura Hotaru.

It doesn't matter if I'm timid or selfish, I really don't need to add a burden to myself because of Takekawa Hotaru's past.

"Hey ほたる, you really want to leave? Can't you stay a few more days?" Before leaving, Xiaobai grabbed the hem of my clothes and refused to let go.

"No way." I gently patted its head and promised, "It's not that I won't be able to see you in the future, I will definitely come back to see you when I have time."

How to say the monster forest is also my home in another sense.

"Father, let's kidnap ほたる and keep it here!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The old fox slapped the little fox on the forehead, but he also came out.

"Okay, okay, don't you like to eat pastries? I brought pastries here today." I found a box of pastries in my schoolbag and handed them to Xiaobai, then rubbed its pure white hair.

As soon as Xiaobai smelled the fragrance, he immediately let go of my clothes, and rushed towards his favorite pastries, and no longer showed me a reluctant expression.

...You little foodie!I black line.

"Then, ほたる, goodbye."

"Hetaru, you have to take care."

"Hetaru, remember to come back to see us often."

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Saying goodbye to the monsters, the young man didn't say a word during the period, but he didn't show any surprise either. It seems that he should know the monsters in the forest.

I didn't feel anything when I went up the mountain, but when I went down the mountain, I felt that the stone steps were slippery. I stared at the young man's hand stretched out to me and lost my mind for a moment.

The fingers are slender, the skin is fair, and the distinct joints look very strong.

He didn't speak, just stretched out his hand, then looked at me with a smile, as if waiting for my response.I don't know why the young man looked at me and put the wooden box back to the shrine just now, and the expression of relief that was so complicated that he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It is said that a man's mind is like an ocean, and I can't guess what the young man is thinking every time, nor can I understand why he is relieved instead.

Maybe it's because I'm not very good at getting along with the opposite sex, otherwise I wouldn't have only a friend of the opposite sex like JOY by my side.

The wide palm of the opposite sex held my hand, carrying the body temperature from him, and he and I walked down the stone steps step by step.

The stone steps are deep and long, and I take every step carefully, but with the guidance of young people, I no longer worry about the possibility of slipping on the way, because I believe that even if I do slip, someone will Come and support me in the next second.

Along the way, I caught a glimpse of the corners of the young man's lips slightly hooked. In the past, when the young man held my hand, my heartbeat would inevitably speed up, but now I don't feel this way.

I looked at the young man through the dim light, and the silver-haired boy's smile overlapped with the young man's figure for an instant, and suddenly he became the brown-haired boy when he was a child. Without the old stick as the medium of holding hands, now I can feel it in the palm of my hand. What I got was the real hand warmth of young people.

A faint sense of warmth and peace of mind came from his palm, and I was in a daze for a moment, a little confused whether it was reality or a dream.

When the young man turned around and looked at me with a smile, I moved my fingers, as if tickling the young man's palm, and the troublesome fingers were instantly retracted by the young man.

Seeing the young man's doting smile helplessly, I puffed up my cheeks, looked away with heat on my face, and concentrated on walking my way ever since.

After going to the mountain temple, the atmosphere of silence between the two of them eased. The mountain road back home is a bit small, and a car must not be able to accommodate it.

Most of the mountain roads are steep slopes, and occasionally they are flat roads. From time to time, we have to blow off the snow, bounce off the dew, and get rid of the thorny weeds by the way.

No one has walked this mountain road for a long time. According to our footsteps, we need to walk for about three days before we can walk this mountain pass.

Winter is the hibernation period for animals. In the bare woods, there is not even a shadow of an animal along the way.

The Murata couple prepared a lot of dry food and water in our bags, so we don't have to worry about food.

We spent the night in a cave at random, and when we set off the next day, neither the young man nor I thought that a huge snowstorm had quietly approached before we were aware of it.

The author has something to say: Why do I always write plots so tediously? TAT

Bai Lan won’t be able to appear until the ten-year plot. When I write the ten-year plot, it means that this article is really almost over

Lisa is a very timid person emotionally, with too many worries and too rational, so I can only let her continue to struggle.

I always feel that I don’t have much passion for this pit, even the daily update

57. I like you

"Gunji-kun, did you hear... what sound?"

On the second day of walking on the mountain road, the mountain storm suddenly picked up, and the snow was getting bigger and bigger. The young man and I had to find a place to rest.

I picked up some dry wood in the woods to make a fire to keep warm. After eating dry food and drinking water, I heard an ominous voice from the mountain.

"Not good! It's the sound of an avalanche!"

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, the young man had already pulled me and started to run outside, and the fire on the ground was too late to be extinguished, obviously his hearing was better than mine.

Blizzards in the mountains today