【Round Flame】Sun Flower Field

Living with Homura didn’t cause any problems, and the novelty wore off after a month, but it didn’t make people feel tired. Homura always rose earlier than Yuan, and Yuan went outside the store to water the flowers while Homura was preparing breakfast, and went to the restaurant by the way. Pour cat food into the basin.

Yuan eats in the school cafeteria at noon, and goes home in the evening—of course, it is with Yan.

How should I put it, although I have only known her for less than half a year, I always feel that it has been a long time, as if I have known her a long, long time ago, getting along with Homura hardly needs to be adjusted, and being with her is just going with the flow Just a natural thing.

"Mom, this week."

Yuan handed over the finished pregnancy test stick, Xunzi's facial features twisted, "...Yuan, you don't need to show me this from next week."

"Hey."

Of course she guessed that if this went on for a long time, her mother would definitely not be able to bear it.

You playfully stuck out your tongue at your mother, and hung the coat you took off on the hanger.

"You changed into new clothes."

"Ah, does it look good?"

The weather was getting colder, about half a month ago, Yan took a tape measure and asked her to stand after dinner one day, and then measured her body, Yuan didn't remember this very much—until Yue Yueyan took a black cashmere sweater Put it on her.

Super surprised.And it feels very comfortable, not prickly like some cheap sweaters.If possible, I would like to wear it all winter, but I still have to take it off and wash it after wearing it for a long time.

"Bought it?" Xunzi folded his arms and looked at Yuan's sweater.

"Um... um."

"lie."

"Hey? Why do you see it?"

Xunzi pointed to the pattern on the sweater disapprovingly, "This is already a weaving method with several patterns superimposed, and ordinary stores are too lazy to do such a troublesome thing."

Yuan doesn't know much about these, anyway, she can't knit no matter how simple it is.

Well……

Homura is always such an idiot, she didn't mention the complicated pattern at all when trying it on, she just asked her if it would be uncomfortable to wear, if her mother didn't tell her, Yuan would never have thought that she had put so much effort into it. on a sweater...

"Boys who can knit sweaters... always feel a bit like Chihisa...", Xunzi muttered to himself, Kame Chihisa, who was chopping vegetables by the stove next to the open kitchen, stopped the kitchen knife and looked at him suspiciously. come over.

"what?"

"Chijiu, didn't you wrap a scarf on me before?"

"Ah, my holed scarf can't cover any wind." Dinner is pasta, Chiku put the chopped tomatoes into the pot and started to cook the sauce, "Why, the one on Madoka's body is Boyfriend knitted it? You are very skillful."

"Right, right? Cooking is also delicious."

Recently, Madoka mentioned Homura to her family more, except for gender.As Homura guessed last time, he never showed his face, and he didn't come to help with any luggage when he moved in, which really left a bad impression on his parents.

Wanting to be with Homura, wanting this relationship to be recognized by others - this desire is getting stronger and stronger, of course Madoka can't just sit idly by his family's prejudice against Homura.

And there is... a dream that I often have recently.

What should it be classified as? …Always repeating the same scene, nearly the same event, and different dialogues, it makes people feel anxious.

The person I was in contact with was always the same person, and after waking up from a dream a few times, what I saw when I opened my eyes was Homura's face, which overlapped with the afterimage left in my mind.

...I seem to have seen you in a dream.

If there is a feeling that He Yan has known each other for a long time, then that period of acquaintance was probably in a dream.But this statement is too ridiculous, as if insisting on making a romantic and clumsy joke, after Yuan told Yan, she just rubbed her hair, advised her not to be too busy at work, and then warmed a glass of milk every day before going to bed give her.

Meng and wanting to get married are not necessarily related, but Yuan wants Yan to be by her side all the time.

I don't want her to be taken away by outsiders... It may be selfish to think like this, but... I can't stop.

"Ah, sister, you are back."

"Of course I'll be back on weekends."

Madoka's thoughts were interrupted by the greeting from his younger brother Tatsuya who came down from the second floor.

"Would you like me to help you with your homework?"

"What's more, the math homework you taught me last time, sister, was completely wrong." Tatsuya walked to Yuan's side, took an apple on the table, took a bite, and rolled his eyes at her.

"I'm a Chinese teacher... I'm not good at math."

"Madoka, Tatsuya, grab your plate and fork, it's time for dinner—"

"it is good--"

……

Tatsuya talked about school affairs, Yuan also talked about recent work affairs from time to time, and the four of them laughed and laughed at the dinner table.

If parents agree with Homura's feelings, they can sit at the dining table together if they get married.

Would Homura feel lonely eating alone at home at this time?

Thinking so narcissistically, Yuan then patted herself awake, okay, she has a large group of cats with her.

"Sister, what is the best gift to give to others?"

Tatsuya, who was growing his body time, emptied the noodles on the plate in one breath, and asked while adding a second serving.

"A friend?"

"Ah."

"...A girl you like?"

"That's not it...!"

It seems that the Kamu family can't lie, and they retorted strongly with excitement, even Madoka could tell that there was something wrong.

"Plush toys, photo frames, cups, etc.? Trinkets are fine too."

"Oh..." Tatsuya nodded, taking it down, although Yuan felt that this suggestion could be made by anyone and it was not of great reference value.

"Birthday?"

"No, isn't it almost Christmas?" Tatsuya sat back at the dining table after adding noodles.

Christmas……

During this period of time, I was a little bit burnt out by being busy with work.

——When is Homura's birthday?

——December... I can’t remember the exact time, but it seems to be Christmas.

I almost forgot, Homura's birthday.

...What should I give you?

Now even Yuan's side started to have trouble.

"It's great that my sister has money after working. In fact, I want to go to the concert... But the tickets are so expensive that I can't afford it." Tatsuya said with a fork in his mouth.

…concert.

Seems pretty good.Sayaka likes music very much. When she was in middle school, she took Madoka to the violin concert attended by Kamijo-kun. Madoka's appreciation is not so high, but she still likes it.It's just that if Sayaka doesn't pull her there, Madoka won't take the initiative to go to such a high-end and elegant place.

Going with Yan is also very atmospheric, and dinner is treated outside——Yuan really doesn't have much confidence in his cooking skills, and he can help in the kitchen, but the last key steps are still done by Yan.

And it's really unreasonable to ask the birthday star to prepare dinner and cakes for birthdays. The taste may not be as delicious as Yan's cooking, but... the ones made by restaurants outside are definitely better than the ones made by ourselves.

Yuan thought about the arrangements for Christmas: I might drink alcohol for dinner, so I can’t drive, I will go to the concert after dinner, the love hotel last time was great, I will go again...

"... What are you laughing at, sister?"

"Huh? It's nothing, it's nothing."

All the procedures were arranged, the hotel was booked in advance, and the work was settled in advance. Finally, I waited until Christmas with full anticipation.

Homura's birthday.

If you can't beat it in terms of cooking, then you can overcome it in terms of aura. It seems that Homura hasn't had a good birthday before. This time, if he is here, he will definitely make this day meaningful.

Handing the concert ticket to Homura, and seeing her surprised and shy expression when inviting her to go together, Madoka felt that it was worthwhile to get angry about school matters these two days.

As Christmas approaches, various shops begin to dress up, such as Christmas trees, colorful lights and ribbons hanging on them, and the lively atmosphere on Christmas Day is almost at its peak.

But it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and more people hadn't finished school and get off work. The carnival probably wouldn't start until evening. There were many people on the tram heading to the city center, but they didn't have to stand up yet.

"Don't book such an expensive restaurant this time."

"I know, I know...but it's not bad. This time, it was recommended to me by a colleague. It's a very good Japanese restaurant."

"it is good."

Yan smiled slightly, the coat she was wearing outside was the one that Yuan had often seen her wearing recently, it seemed that Yan didn't have too many clothes in the first place.

I also brought a lot of money, I can buy a new dress as a gift later——

Just as Yuan was thinking this way, someone's mobile phone rang in the tram.

With the phone turned on at maximum volume, a piece of pop music came out.

----

and many more…

……In the end what happened?

what happened? …

What happened almost instantly, Yuan suddenly felt that his body couldn't sit properly in the seat, and he didn't even have room to think, and his whole body flew out uncontrollably like a punctured balloon—to be exact Said, it should be thrown out.

from the car window.

The deafening explosion and the heat wave enveloped her, she instinctively wanted to grab something but was powerless, something tightly locked her body.

——was slammed into the road hard, the huge momentum shocked Yuan almost fainted.

My mind was in turmoil.

Yuan opened his eyes with difficulty, how far he was thrown...

The tinnitus made her unable to hear anything clearly, and the winter in front of her was spinning, and she could see in the distance accompanied by billowing smoke and burning fire that soared into the sky.

Flames shot out from the roof of the car, which was now as fragile as aluminum foil.

What happened, what happened, why?

--……flame.

flame…?

Yuan suddenly understood what was imprisoning him just now, and why he didn't pass out when Shufei fell to the ground.

The arm that was as hard to break free as a lock just now loosened weakly at this moment, Yuan Yuan stood up and looked back, regardless of the pain that his body was about to shatter into pieces.

A red, scarlet liquid than tomato juice spread from the back of her head, that was... blood...

…Bar? ...

The crowd slowly gathered.Yuan couldn't hear what those people were saying, but felt that there were more black shadows around him, and all kinds of shoes gathered around him.

"Hey... Homura..."

He couldn't even hear what he was saying, it was drowned out by louder voices.

The palm was covered with red stuff, the sticky touch and the dazzling color were almost suffocating.

I feel sick.

The body is shaking non-stop.

Where did the blood come from?Hold the back of her head with your hands, will it slow down the flow? ...

"flame?…"

Yuan called her name, his whole body—including his tongue—trembled, and he couldn't tell if he pronounced the name correctly.

But no matter how much Yuan called her, she didn't respond, her eyes were closed all the time, her body was as heavy as...

"flame……"

Madoka told herself not to think about that word.

"Homo... Homura... Hey...!"

It was too loud, she couldn't hear it, so shut up.

No one pays attention to her.

"I…"

Shut up! !

"flame!!!------"

Why is this so?

what?

...Please, it doesn't matter who you are, you can exchange it with anything you want.

Please... someone will save Ji Yan...