It was already late at night when the plane landed.

After leaving the airport, looking up, the hidden blue dome completely enveloped this snow country.

There was no cloud on the uniform curtain, only a round jade-colored moon halo hanging in the middle, and the surroundings were covered with distant stars like silvery. At the end of the field of vision, the mountains supporting the entire sky were half hidden, with blurred outlines, as if they had condensed into one with the night sky.

There was no feeling of appreciation at all. Qingshui breathed in the air soaked in the snow and ice. He stopped a taxi, reported the address and closed his eyes and leaned against the back row, recalling the small courtyard he had visited.

Walking along the Hokkaido automatic lane, the hilarious atmosphere of the street flashed from time to time outside the window. Neon lights flashed and tourists were everywhere, as if the energy that had not yet been exhausted in Christmas was left on this night.

The outside light disappeared countless times, and the taxi began to slow down.

He took out a few Fukuzawa Yukiki from his wallet, Kiyomizu pushed open the car door, and ran up the ramp in his memory.

The hillside was steep, and the water vapor during the day also turned into thin ice on the road. Qingshui stumbled and forced to climb. Until he threw down more than a dozen houses with warm light, his chest began to burn like magma. He finally saw the only small courtyard wrapped in the shadow through the white mist in front of him.

The wooden courtyard door opened as soon as it was pushed, without locking.

Based on the experience of the last visit, Shimizu Tetsu found a spare key from under the flower bed and hurriedly opened the door. But what caught his eye was still a deserted scene with a lack of popularity.

The wall clock was covered with light gray, and newspapers were scattered on the floor, and only the water cups placed on the edge of the table were left with some traces.

"Seven see you!"

The sound reflected between the walls several times and was heard back into his ears.

Suddenly thinking about something, Shimizu Tetsu threw off her coat and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor on the old wooden floor.

The room upstairs is also compact, with two or three doors gathered together. Without hesitation, one of them was selected. Qingshui Cho reached out his finger and knocked it gently.

"Seven see you?"

There is no response. From another perspective, there is no rejection.

Take a deep breath and open the door leaf with clear water.

She was there indeed.

In the small room, the silver moonlight reflected outside the window was printed in the middle. She was lying on the mattress, her long hair spread out under the moonlight, the quilt disappeared, and her face was also hidden by the movement of her sideways.

She called out again, but she still didn't move, as if she had fallen asleep.

After standing outside the door for a few seconds, Shimizuchi sighed, stepped inside, pulled the door with his backhand, lifted up a corner of the bedding, and lay down himself.

Her body shook suddenly and immediately calmed down.

Looking at the half-sided face that was exposed, Shimizu Tetsu slipped his hands across her waist, exerted a little force, and called out softly again: "Nanami."

After a long time, her response was like a cold star sliding down from the quiet night sky.

"Why are you here..."

"Because...want to see you."

"Since you've seen it, that's enough... You should be in Kyoto today, right?"

"No, I want to stay here today."

"What about the year?"

He noticed a movement in his arms, and the next second, Shimizu Tetsu saw her eyes, just like Ahan Lake in Hokkaido, with a clear and transparent look that was not rippling.

The tone was like snowflakes dancing in the air, and I couldn't find the place where I could not find it.

"Will she not go to Kyoto to find you with gifts like last time? Then you will go to Fushimi Inari Taisha, Kinkakuji..."

"This decision has nothing to do with her."

The moonlight reflected from the window was blocked by the clouds and became a little dim, and her movements gradually became intense.

"Since that's the case, you might as well..."

"Nanami!"

It seemed that she didn't hear it, her hands began to resist, and her eyes were struggling.

Surrounding her body, Shimizuki couldn't free up his hand to catch the thrust in his chest. He ruled out all the possibilities, and there was only one way left.

So he poked his neck and kissed him.

Without turning on any heating equipment, the air in this small room was filled with coolness. The only thing warm was the heat exchanged between each other through a layer of thin fabric. At this time, it was a nearly burning temperature generated by softness and warmth.

Taking the lips as the starting point, the heat gradually spreads, flowing through her cold and slender body, melting the stiff resistance movement, and after circulating in the body for a week, it returns to the origin and turns into another kind of hotness.

Feeling her powerlessness, Shimizu Tetsu slightly supported her body and looked at her eyes filled with tears.

The slightly red eyes were the messy traces left just now. The slender neck twitched, the towering chest was undulating, and the long scattered hair spread on the pure white bedding like a fan, which made her look almost sad under the moonlight.

She closed her eyes slightly and walked around her hands.

The temperature in the room gradually increased, and the obstacles called clothing were broken free from each layer, and only the hot impulse was left in front of honesty.

Twisting between smoothness and delicateness, wandering in breathing and warmth, ignoring her subconscious dodging, and penetrating through the tangible barrier, Shimizu Tetsu finally found her in her heart hidden under calm and alienation.

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The sob dissipated in the lovely air, and the once messy moonlight returned to calm.

Lying on the land in Hokkaido, Kiyoshi Kiyoshi looked at the wooden ceiling above his head and quietly felt the unique tranquility of this small snow country town.

I don’t know how long it took, a faint cheer suddenly came from outside the window, followed by a dull sound of something exploding, and then a colorful light reflected in.

Feeling the warm movement in his arms, Shimizuki lowered his head and faced Nanami's gaze.

The water waves flow, just like ice that is difficult to condense after melting.

"This should be the other side of the Otaru Canal. In order to attract tourists during the New Year holiday, fireworks will be held during the New Year's Eve."

"So that's how it is."

Turning his eyes, Qingshuiche looked at the deep sky in the distance. Against the dark background, one after another of bright light spots bloomed alone one after another.

"So beautiful."

In a sighing sigh, he felt the different humidity on his side.

Looking down, Nanami saw that she had retreated to her original place.

Her temples were scattered, her eyes were blurred, her originally fair skin was pink, and only her pupils reflected his reflection, as if she had seen through his heart.

"After the New Year's Eve, it means it's already 2013, right?"

"That's right."

"Then, Shimizu," said Shikaku, as he curled his lips, a long-lost smile appeared on Nanami's face, "Happy birthday."

After a moment of silence, Shimizu Tetsu leaned down and responded to her with practical actions.
Chapter completed!