Mercury Dream

Chapter 47: The beauty of secretly hiding... (4)

Yayi's message: In a distant place, today's composition suddenly came up with such a strange topic, which made me think about it for a long time, but I used up all the precious afternoons. I was going to chat with my grandma, it was a pity... Gululu.[]

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Really, I was relieved.

The girl let out a breath, as if she had let go of some unbearable burden. The wrinkles that appeared between her tight eyebrows disappeared without a trace at this time.

I raised my palm, looked and turned, as if I wanted to find something special from it.

The man was right beside Saya, and did nothing at this time, just leaning quietly against the railing beside him, gently teasing the flowers that were about to bloom.

I looked at the little girl beside me. Although the girl didn't know Sayya's identity at all, she also knew that the consumption of that restaurant was not something that ordinary people could afford.

Thinking of this, the girl gave up studying her palm movements and turned to look like a little girl right beside her.

You don't look ordinary at all, little sister.

Of course, because I am a nouveau riche. This is the most common self-proclaimer when Saya was on Earth.

That was really envious, the little nouveau riche. The girl stretched out her hand, but for some reason, she made a move and immediately took it back.

Yi? What's there to envy? Hearing the words of the girl beside him, Saya was stunned for a moment, then looked at the other party in wonder, and said in confusion: Generally speaking, nouveau riche has derogatory words.

It was true that this was true. Nodded, and then the girl tidied her hair before her forehead, as if she was dissatisfied with her vision being blocked. However, she was still quite rich. In this regard, she was not ordinary at all.

The girl waved her hand, and a grayish-white card appeared on her hand, which was a very common id card.

But I'm different.

Looking at the iid card in his palm, the girl's face looked quite strange, with a serious and helpless look, and she also sighed slightly.

Since the beginning, I have been quite inconspicuous. After a pause, the girl suddenly pondered for a while, as if she was afraid that Saya would not understand what she said, and slowly spit out some difficult words from her mouth. There was only one class photo and one personal photo of the graduation memorial book.

Without waiting for the little girl to react, the girl put the ID between her palms and turned it around again and again.

There was no bullying incident. The girl shook her head and immediately added: I have friends, although it's just a small circle.

...Little circle? What is that? Saye grumbled a few times, but finally shook his head, intending to look back and find relevant information.

However, this gentle whisper did not make the other party notice, or it should be said that the girl did not think that Sayya would not understand the meaning of [small circle]. After all, this can be said to be the nature of a girl, and it is almost the case no matter how she grew up.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too ordinary, but I’m always forgotten.

...a little, unimaginable.

After looking at the girl in front of him, he recalled the other person's appearance after working. Saya could not equate the image he said in the words with the big sister in front of him.

Shaking his head, his two bunches of ponytails also swayed.

Maybe I think too much. In my opinion, the relationship between you and inconspicuous seems to be just like summer and heating, and it can’t be related to no matter how you think about it.

Haha, maybe that's true now.

After chuckling a few times, the girl seemed to lose interest in this topic, then jumped off the railing, took Saya's little hand beside her, and walked directly to the small park opposite.

Although this is a small park, it is only compared to a large memorial park. Although this park does not cover a wide area and can be seen at a glance, there are still all the equipment you should have. Whether it is the grove where young mothers communicate with each other, or the small sand pit or slide that children like, you can find it here.

Of course, the girl and Saya did not intend to experience the childlike fun with the children, nor did they intend to go to the woods and chat with the young mothers. Instead, they came directly to a small corner with no amusement facilities or shade, and even some flowers and plants could not be seen.

If you want to say anything here, perhaps only the gust of wind blowing is the best companion here.

Sayya was not interested in this good friend who had always wanted to lift his skirt. He could only press his hands tightly on the hem of the skirt, which slightly resolved the great crisis.

However, such a crisis did not happen to the girl in shorts at all. At this time, she took a small step and quickly arrived at the end of this small park.

However, although this is the end of the park, there are no walls here, and the only thing you see is the small bushes that are barely facing Saya's chest or the girl's waist.

Oh, don't worry about what's here for now, I'll explain it carefully.

The girl seemed to see Shay's confusion and said with a smile.

Let's go back to the topic at the beginning, okay?

It's obviously you're talking about the topic further and further...

Don't care, don't care, the energy is too small, but the growth is not tall. I laughed happily for a few times, and then the girl stretched out her hand and raised it up slightly towards the increasingly hot sun. I really thank you little sister, for pulling me back from the marathon where I can't get rid of it.

Marathon...?Sayer frowned and looked at the relaxed girl in front of him with a little depressed look. This is how do you define work?

Although Sayya does not think that everyone is a workaholic like him, she did not expect that the girl who was very focused and enthusiastic at work just now defined her work in this way.

Ah, is the little sister disappointed?

Saya shook his head and did not intend to make any comments on the girl's reply. After all, everyone's ideas are different, and this is not something that can be forced. Even if it is deliberately turned around, it will have no meaning at all.

In fact, when I started working, I just followed the trend. After all, many of my friends were working at that time, and I was not an exception...

He laughed softly, then continued to turn his eyes to his raised right hand, looking at the palm that was slightly backlit.

...But unexpectedly, I actually found the fun, but it was not because of work, but simply, quite simply, the series of digital changes.

Opening his eyes, Shay listened quietly.

First, there was the first one hundred thousand, then five hundred thousand, slowly from fifty to seventy, and then the first one hundred. When I saw the seven-digit number appearing in the deposit book, I was disbelief at first, and then slowly became excited, as if as the number climbed, ordinary people would gradually begin to move away from it...

The sunlight that scattered between the fingers was not concealed at all, gently scattered on the fair face, allowing the girl to feel the increasingly hot temperature, but this did not stop the slowly coming out voice.

Gradually, my work and rest time began to change. From the part-time job I had at the beginning, to the end, in addition to sleep time and class, I was occupied by working hours. In addition to that restaurant, I also sent flyers, convenience stores, fast food stores... How many are there? I can hardly remember how many of them are.

Saya still didn't say anything, and his light blue eyes looked at the other party calmly without interrupting or interrupting.

Unexpectedly, and as expected, I didn't feel any fatigue at all. Every day when I looked at the growing numbers, I could feel a burst of encouragement and an inexplicable sense of happiness, and this way, until that day...

He slowly lowered his hand, then turned around gently, and looked at the street outside the park again.

...The sister who hadn't seen for a long time suddenly came over. She was naturally very happy at that time, and at the same time, I also brought a little... No! She was indeed showing off, wanting to show off to my relatives!

The ID card was still lying on the girl's palm, but at this time she didn't continue to do anything. She just took a simple look and then continued to look at the position she was paying attention to.

Little sister, you should be very rich. Suddenly, the girl asked.

Well. Naturally, Saya nodded in response.

So has anyone ever said this to you? After a pause, the girl seemed to be thinking about something, and slowly, almost word by word, slowly uttered the words in her heart for a long time. Is she going to go to some distant place?

Ah? Distant?

Well, far away, unattainable distance.

...

Sayya did not answer, or should have said yes, want to answer, but he didn't want to or was willing to answer.

Full of complex moods.

Full of entanglement.

Inexplicably, it began to circle in my heart, and that passage of words and words about the distant distance were like dark clouds, slowly ridged across the other end of my mind, above the lake of my heart.

The silence did not last long.

But the interruption was not the silent girl, nor the contemplative Saya, but the street opposite the small park, very, very ordinary, and everywhere, an unknown small mansion.

The door was slowly pushed open, and the small yard in front of the small house was opened by its mistress.

- Pink purple.

It is very monotonous, very simple, and even quite simple flower.

But if a flower becomes enough to occupy the field of vision, it will undergo a drastic change.

Cluster after clump, falling and falling, the beautiful colors are like burning flames, rolling with inclined charm, attracting the eyes of one big and one small standing at the corner of the park.

It's really beautiful...

……Um.

But it is also a very ordinary flower...

……Um.

But this is not ordinary at all...

……Um.

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Sayya’s message: Have you written the composition? If you don’t have a clue yet, I might be able to give Yai some advice... The most, is it a long distance, haha.
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