The warmth of the world through the king of nets

Chapter 290 Part [-]: Winter in Hokkaido
In a cemetery in the suburbs of Tokyo.

A girl with a clear face squatted in front of a certain tombstone and muttered to herself.

"Brother, sister got rid of everyone who hurt you, sister avenged you, you can rest in peace over there..."

The girl's eyes were slightly red, she folded her hands together facing the tombstone, closed her eyes and prayed.

The man standing behind him is Fengshen Junyi, but he also has a trace of sadness, and there is a little guilt in that trace of sadness.

Feng Juntaro didn't know whether Hanazawa Nana was implicated because of his own selfish desires, leading to her brother's death.

Even if it wasn't all because of him, he wanted to do something for the poor girl.

He put the white bouquet in his hand in front of the tombstone, quietly looked at the photo of the smiling little boy on the tombstone, and parted his thin lips: "Your sister is a good girl, no one will dare to bully her in the future. "

Because, I will protect her.

Recited these words silently in his heart, Feng Juntaro's eyes were firm.

Suddenly put his hand on the other's shoulder, and smiled gently at him: "Don't be sad, everything... is over."

Hanazawa Nana's body trembled slightly, her heart seemed to have stagnated for a few seconds at that moment, and then her breathing became a little short.

An inexplicable sourness and emotion surged up, making her a little uncomfortable.

The next moment, Juntaro gently pressed the opponent's head against his chest, and the opponent leaned directly on him.

"If you want to cry, just cry out, and don't bear it in the future."

Finished.

The girl burst out with a "wow".

Perhaps there was nowhere to vent the pain in his heart, and under the stimulation of Juntaro's words just now, Hanazawa Nana's tears burst out instantly, rolling down, soaking Juntaro's blue shirt.

Nana Hanazawa cried for a long time, and finally lost her strength. She was in a very bad state and leaned directly on the other party.

The weather is getting colder, and the temperature in the cemetery is even lower.

Juntaro was afraid that the other party would catch a cold, so he carried Nana Hanazawa on his back and walked out of the garden.

It was a gray and white long road, and the tombstones around it made the atmosphere in the whole garden even more sad.

Hanazawa Nana was panicked.

She has never been carried by a boy when she grows up.

She is too ordinary, so ordinary that no one will pay attention to her, so that later, she can only get others' attention by being friends with those popular people.

Kato Mai is one of them, but it is also the one she regrets the most.

If she hadn't cared about the little vanity in her heart back then, if she was still an ordinary girl, her younger brother... would still be her younger brother, and wouldn't become ashes lying in the cold garden.

Nana Huazawa's thoughts were wandering, but the man below him was walking steadily, step by step, as if trying to drag her out of this dead place.

Because Juntaro knows that such a state should not belong to a young girl.

"This Saturday, I'll take you out to relax." Juntaro said suddenly.

"where to?"

"Go somewhere...that makes you happy."

……

At that time, Nana Hanazawa thought she was just going to an entertainment place like an amusement park, until...

She was dragged to the airport by someone on Saturday.

"Why are we at the airport?"

Juntaro said lightly: "Because flying is faster."

"Eh??? Are we going far away?"

"You will know when you go."

"But, but I don't have any luggage prepared." Hanazawa Nana was a little confused when she saw the suitcase in the other party's hand.

Juntaro took her hand to pass the security check without hesitation.

"I've prepared all my luggage, hurry up and get ready to board the plane, otherwise I won't be able to catch up."

Hanazawa Nana was completely confused, did she even prepare girls' clothes?

Then, inexplicably, got on the plane.

Looking at the white clouds outside the window, Hanazawa Nana was still a little dizzy.

She didn't know what the man next to her was thinking.

I even brought my luggage. How many days will I be staying in that place?

"You brought me out like this, your family agrees?" Hanazawa Nana asked.

"I don't need to report to them what I want to do." Juntaro said indifferently, but he was discovered by his family when he was packing the luggage the day before.

When asked where he was going, he just said to take Nana out to relax.

In an instant, a group of brothers stared at him with ambiguous eyes, which made him feel embarrassed for the first time.

The scene where he fled with a blushing face, and the next day happily everything went according to plan.

He wouldn't tell Huaze about these things.

Ever since Hanazawa Nana released her latent mission, Juntaro found that as long as the other party is unhappy, he will also be depressed.

Suddenly there was an urge to put a smile on this beautiful face that had changed.

The plane arrived at its destination not long after.

Later, when Huaze faced the endless sea, he turned his head and asked, "How do you know that I like Hokkaido?"

"I guessed it." Juntaro looked at her with a half-smile, with playfulness in his eyes.

Hanazawa Nana was a little helpless, she was really defeated by this guy.

I used to have a stable and indifferent impression of this person, but now I feel that he is a bit mischievous. This trip is completely unreasonable, talking nonsense like a child.

When checking into the hotel room, something embarrassing happened.

"Sorry, we only have the last room with a big bed left in our reservation, do you want to check in?"

"Ah, if that's the case..."

"Live, we have reserved the last room."

Hanazawa Nana's eyes widened in surprise, she looked at Juntaro beside her and handed her ID card to the front desk clerk with a calm face.

The other party directly responded to her puzzled look: "This is the closest place to where we are going later, and other hotels may have been fully booked long ago. If you stay in one room, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

After finishing speaking, Xie Mei smiled, carried her luggage and went to open the room.

Hua Ze's face turned red.

Does this count as... Being molested?
Facts have proved that it is indeed a routine.

Afterwards, each of the places Juntaro took Huaze to was far away from where they lived.

In just a few days, they went to Sapporo to enjoy skiing, Otaru to experience romance, Hakodate to see the beautiful night view, and Noboribetsu to soak in hot springs...

They visited almost all the sights in Hokkaido.

On the night of the fourth day, the two had just returned from the hot springs in Noboribetsu, and they lay on the bed exhausted after traveling around.

Originally, because of shyness, Huaze had to stay far away from each other every time she slept, next to the edge of the bed.

But after going through these few days, she gradually became less uncomfortable.

When the two leaned together, they felt full of heart, as if they were dreaming.

"Feng Jun, thank you for fulfilling my long-cherished wish. These days, I am very happy."

"Don't call me Feng Jun..."

"What's that called?"

"What do you say?"

"...Pure." Hanazawa Nana blushed, and the atmosphere in the room became weird.

Juntaro's eyes were extremely clear, as if they reflected the sky full of stars.

He looked at the girl with a sexy voice: "Nai Nai, if visiting Hokkaido once can make you no longer sad, then we will come every winter in the future."

"Every winter..." The girl was stunned, and there seemed to be moisture in her eyes.

"I want to accompany you through every winter in the future, are you... willing?"

The deep voice lingered in Hanazawa Nana's ear, and she shed tears unexpectedly.

Hugging the person in front of him, he nodded in a muffled voice: "Yeah!"

She thought, this might be the most beautiful voice she has ever heard in her life.

Pure, thank you.

Thank you for not caring about my past, nor my present appearance.

Thank you too... the person I met back then was you.

……

The moon is as bright as a mirror.

After the boy on the bed got the girl's response, his cool thin lips deeply imprinted on the girl's softness.

(End of this chapter)