The Magician of Clow

Chapter 843 Special Chapter One day in the winter vacation

This is a story from one day in the past, during the winter vacation.

The small town in the north, although the New Year's Eve has just passed, but as a border, because of the small population returning to the hometown, in the low temperature of minus 30 degrees, it still looks a little deserted under the cover of white snow, no different from usual. .

If I insist, there are some red firecracker debris in the snowdrifts by the roadside.
Then there is the residential area on the edge of the city. The official who lives in the villa next to him has not been drawn in because of food, drink, prostitution and gambling. In winter, it only seems to be warm and bright sunshine.

One of the opposite doors in a unit building is open, and the two neighboring houses look like they are going to go out. Some tall and thin men support the figures with inconvenient legs and feet around them, and some dawdling women carry them before going out. Qi Bao explained to the two 'left-behind children' in the house:
"Xiao Ran, there are still dishes left over from last night in the refrigerator. You and Fang Ran can just heat it up at noon. Don't stay at home all day, either. It's okay to play anywhere together, then let's go."

Standing at the door quietly watching the woman chasing the other two who had gone down long ago, the slender girl in a white soft sweater pulled the door, and then looked at the figure she heard standing at the door of her room,

His hair was a little longer, and his indifferent eyes seemed a little reticent to speak.

"Did you hear that, Aunt Fang called us out."

The girl's legs are slender under the black tights. Fang Xiaoran squatted at the door and tidyed up the slippers and said casually.

"Um"

Lowering his eyes, he nodded and answered, looking away, then paused for a moment before speaking slowly, as if hesitantly not knowing how to speak to the other party:
"Then is there any place you want to go?"

The moment he heard what he said, the movement of getting up stopped indiscernibly, and then Fang Xiaoran's voice with his back turned to him suddenly became more unwavering, and he uttered a single word.

"No."

Then he turned around and walked near the sofa, picked up the unfinished book on the coffee table, and sat directly near the window.

The sun was shining brightly on her, the sky was clear and the scenery was far away. It was indeed a good time to read a book.

But it seemed that he heard the sudden indifference of the word just now, opened his mouth and finally couldn't say anything, so he had to turn around and go back to his room.

There is no unnecessary chatting. Rather than saying that the two of them are taciturn, it is more precisely because of the estrangement left by the past that it feels a little unnatural to speak to each other.
However, this is a normal situation for the brother and sister since high school.

It was obviously his own home, but he couldn't seem to get out of the room at once. He sat at the desk and looked at the piles of college entrance examination materials and practice papers. During the short winter vacation, he escaped from these things a little, and subconsciously flipped through them casually.

Has your grades kept up with the first tier?
I was thinking about various things in my head, staring at the hands of the clock on the table, turning in a daze, and letting the time pass, until I remembered the conversation just now, and I could hear the sound of pages turning outside the door.

Did I say something wrong just now?
It's better to say where to go. Is it better?
He glanced outside the door, but in the end he couldn't go out to continue the topic just now, and he sighed unconsciously and slowly lay down on the table.

It has become like this again.
Since the two have not been in the same class since last semester, it seems that it is more and more common for them to not talk to each other at home.

The winter is already short during the day. It seems that because of the annual vacation, there is no need to get up early for leisure, which makes the morning time shorter. Unconsciously, from the time the parents of the two left, it was time for lunch, thinking about the transfer student who came before him. On the table, I heard footsteps in the living room coming to my door.

"I want hot rice. What would you like to eat with the leftovers from yesterday?"

As if passing by his door, Fang Xiaoran stood at the door and looked at him and asked, letting him who was lying on the table sit upright on the chair, some did not expect that she would come to ask him, opened his mouth, stuck for a while Just opened his mouth and said:
"Ah anything."

Then Fang Xiaoran glanced at him, walked into the kitchen without saying a word, opened the refrigerator, there was the New Year's Eve dinner that was abundant every day during this period of time, and took out two dishes that he didn't like to eat and fastened an apron. She can't do well at home, and she has long been skilled in housework unknowingly.

As if he had obtained permission to leave the house, he felt that the stagnation just now was a little slower. He walked out of the bedroom and glanced at the kitchen and sat on the sofa in the living room. On the coffee table was the book Fang Xiaoran had just read.

"Career Determines Life"

Are you already reading this book?
Slightly stunned, the taciturn young man remembered what the teacher had said that after the next semester starts, there will be experts who will give lectures on major selection and employment.

Compared with the cool and sunny bedroom, the living room is warmer in winter. Sitting on the sofa, although there are only two people at home, I always feel a little embarrassed and uncomfortable, but listening to the sound of lunch in the kitchen, the sun is shining outside the window,
It's still a little reassuring.

"It's ready, let's eat."

The indifferent words sounded, Fang Xiaoran, who took off his apron and wiped his hands, looked at him and said, the two of them sitting at the dining table with only the sound of tableware and chopsticks kept quiet until he heard Xiaoran sitting opposite him calmly. Randomly asked:

"Where do you want to apply for a good university?"

The high school courses have all ended early, and the first half of the last year of the last year of high school is over. The second half of the semester is left with all kinds of mock exams and practice candidates. If there are no major accidents, the results have been basically finalized. The improvement will not be too exaggerated.
So everyone has basically started thinking about which city they want to go to and which university they want to attend.

The key to life is not to be missed.

Knowing that this was a question she didn't want to ask the air to be too quiet, the only topic the two could talk about was this.
So after a pause, he chewed the rice in his mouth and answered silently and simply.

"L.A., I plan to apply to the university there."

"Why Los Angeles."

"My current grades are better than picking schools or cities."

"You plan to graduate and stay then"

"Well, probably."

"Is it."

The bland conversation ended very blandly, and did not continue to say anything more.

After putting the tableware and chopsticks in order and soaking them in the kitchen sink, he glanced at the girl who sat back in the living room to read a book, hesitated for a moment,
Instead of walking back to his room, he leaned against the sofa on the carpet in the living room. Seeing his movements, Fang Xiaoran glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, but did not speak.

The distance between the two is very close this time.

He touched the remote control and carefully sensed that the girl didn't seem to object. He turned on the TV replaying the channels of the various parties of the past few days, and then slightly lowered the voice.

Seeing that she hadn't left, she breathed a sigh of relief for some reason.

Leaning on the sofa and sitting on the ground behind the coffee table, the figure sitting behind him was reading a book. The two of them were quiet in the room and neither of them spoke, but no words were actually divided into embarrassing and relaxing. of two,

It seems to be the latter now.

Then the sun in the afternoon was more dazzling, the floor heat made the carpet warm, the lively program on the TV was playing, and the quiet sound dispelled the loneliness in the room,

It was an ordinary day, and I didn't go anywhere. Brothers and sisters who rarely greeted each other when they met, just spent the day like this,

It's quiet, but also reassuring.

Let their long-standing stiff relationship ease a little on this day.

"Aunt Fang and the others seem to be coming back later in the evening, what do you want to eat?"

"Well, anything will do."

It's just that when I sat back at the table in my room at night, I saw the bookshelf that I had flipped through in the morning, and a notebook that was about to be reversed that I hadn't seen for a long time. After subconsciously opening it, I saw the first page on it, the tender handwriting and The most conspicuous sentence in naive words,

'I want to be a hero. '

After a few seconds of silent silence, he slowly tore off the page,
Throw in the trash can.

　Yesterday, I watched the live broadcast of C bacteria and answered my barrage!The first time I successfully interacted with the up master that I followed (excited) I started Bloodborne because I heard the recommendation of C bacteria. After playing it, I found that it is a masterpiece. It is worthy of being a ps4 housekeeping work. It basically has no plot. Interaction, depicting a mysterious and complex story in one night. After I read various plot explanations, I looked back and found that it broke through the sky with awesomeness. It was really powerful.
　　


(End of this chapter)