Hanamaru Yuki's tone suddenly became serious, "But remember your identity, Joe, you are her fiancé now, not your boyfriend - adjust your attitude, but you have to support her in the future, and hope that you will have the awareness of shouldering this responsibility in the future."

"No one has to revolve around you, don't make casual decisions."

"Du-Du-Du"

Hanamaru Yuki hung up the phone, put his phone back in his pocket, and stared at Qingmei Street in the rain outside the glass window.

"Huahuo relies too much on you, kid."

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Uesugi Seki sat in the room, putting down his dark cell phone.

In a messy room, I turned around and picked up a piece of yellowed white paper from the bed.

Staring at the crayon portrait above, he was quietly stunned.

......

The summer cicadas are noisy, and the sun is in the sky.

After sitting together for a long time, the little girl mustered up the courage:

"Brother Zhao... Give it, give it to you..."

"What are you doing for me?"

Uesugi Osaki, under the shade of the park, put down the book in his hand.

"No...not paper, this is, this is a painting drawn by fireworks..."

The little girl spoke timidly and peeked at him from time to time, as if she was worried about something.

"painting?"

Uesugi Takes the blank paper from the little girl's hand and finds that she has brought it to her back, "It's been a long time since I saw Hanao painting."

The little girl didn't say anything, just lowered her head and pinched her white skirt with her fleshy hands.

The summer wind in the park is very cool, and it blows the rustling green leaves on your head.

Uesugi Gou turned the white paper over and saw the crayon drawing above.

......

......

"You drew it?"

"No, isn't it good-looking?" The little girl tried hard to look up at him.

Uesugi Shou smiled slightly: "Is this the father of painting? But - well, it's quite cute..."

The little girl didn't dare to look at him again, staring at her shoes, but just whispered in an extremely weak voice:

"This, this is Brother Zhao..."

“…”

“…”

The little girl felt something in his silence and felt a little depressed.

"...I like it very much. If I try harder and draw for a few more days, it would be great." Uesugi Seo folded the painting and said with a smile, "It seems that Hanawa has been to the school for three months, right?"

"Um......"

"Are you still used to it?"

"It's better..." The little girl was still looking at the painting in his hand, "Zhao, brother Zhao should give the painting back to Huahuo..."

"It's okay, I'll accept it."

"Don't Brother Zhao hate it?"

"It's okay, Xiao Huahuo can work harder."

"Just work hard...is it enough?"

Uesugi Sao picked up the book he had put down again, stared at the text above and didn't look at her again: "The little fireworks that worked hard would look a little cute."

Hearing his voice, the little girl clamped her skirt tighter:

"Then...the fireworks will come on..."

Uesugi turns the pages of the book: "Okay, don't give up."

......

Now,

Uesugi Cho picked up the yellow crayon portrait and realized that it was the portrait she had painted for three months before she dared to hand it over to her.

For a child, three months is a long time.

Uesugi could even imagine that the timid little girl was staying at home alone, taking out a crayon and smearing it carefully with her clumsy hands.

After drawing countless pieces of white paper on his head, he dared to hand it over to himself carefully.

When I returned home at that time, I took a closer look at the painting that fell out of the crack of the book, and suddenly realized that this was the agreement three months ago.

The promise that the little girl thought the most beautiful painting and handed it to her.

And what she painted was actually herself...

now,

Uesuma Tho listened to the rain knocking on the door outside the window, and looked up at the self-portrait she gave to herself not long ago.

In the painting, she smiles beautifully and brilliantly, and the colors and the pictures complement each other.

The bustling crowd of people at the summer festival was vividly displayed by just a few strokes.

Uesugi Seo couldn't confirm what her dream was.

But no matter what, he didn't want to lose the feeling of her being around in these three years.

His eyes were looking out the window, and there were clouds over Tokyo.

This rain may have disappeared before my eyes.

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Friday, September 5, weather: showers.

Uesugi, who was packing his luggage at home, sat at the head of the bed, listening to the voice of Goto Iwakaku on the other end of his phone.

"Hey, Uesugi, why didn't you come today? Are you sick? The defeated man in the class next to the physical education class wants to compete with you again."

"I won't come to school these days." Uesugi Sao put the folded clothes into the suitcase.

"Ah? Why? You also want to study abroad?" said Goto Iwakazu.

"It's all said that these days, don't worry, it won't take long." Uesugi said with his phone on his shoulder.

"Oh, then you can go with peace of mind, Pingchuan and I will miss you."

It seemed that he didn't understand, and he immediately added, "Where are you going?"

Uesugi: "UK."

Goto Iwakazu: "UK? Could it be that you went abroad with Hanamaru classmate!?"

"I'm going to call her back."

Dingdong...

After hanging up the phone, the door ringing downstairs rang, and Uesugi Go got up and walked towards the stairs.

When I opened the door at the entrance, I saw my uncle Hanamaru Yuzuki wearing sunglasses.

He held an umbrella in his hand, dressed in a casual and fashionable manner, and handed out the document book with the golden badge in his hand with a smile.

"Xiaozhao, how do you want to thank uncle?"

Uesuma opened the ID book and took a look at his own photos. After sorting it out, he said:

"Please have a barbecue for Uncle Youyue?"

"The barbecue is so cold, Uncle Youyue, I'm a lot of useless."

"Ginza?"

"Ginza is just a little bit more forceful." The smiling Hanamaru Yuzuki turned around and asked, "When will you get married?"

"I'll go if I have the chance, but now it's mainly because I'm not old enough."

Hanamaru Yuzuki patted his shoulder, "Haha, if you don't say anything else, I still like you very much, I don't pretend and don't talk around the bush."

Uesugi: "I think I am a bad person."

"If you have shortcomings, you must have advantages! Otherwise, why would my little niece treat you so well, but she treats you so well."

"In Uncle Youyue's eyes, what kind of person is Hua Huo?"
To be continued...