Chapter 415 Snowstorm(1/2)
"Come."
Akira Sakurai stood barefoot on the beach and stretched out her hand to Mako who was standing on the steps.
Mako's mouth curled up, and he took his hand and jumped down.
The beach is uniquely quiet at night, and the sound of the waves echoes soothingly in my ears.
They walked hand in hand on the beach, occasionally passing by a few hermit crabs hiding in their shells and blowing bubbles.
Not long ago, Sakurai Akira accompanied Mako to find Mako's former father, the man who promised Mako that he would definitely come to pick her up.
They stood by the traffic light on the street, looking at the happy family of three on the other side of the sidewalk. The man was still the same man, but he was more than ten years older. The woman next to him was changed, and there was a teenage girl between them.
Zhenzi didn't come forward, she just held his hand and stood on this side of the road, watching the family of three leave.
During this time, the man happened to turn around and look across the street. Mako took his hand and squeezed him hard at that moment, as if he lost control.
It's just that the man saw them, but his eyes didn't stay too long. Maybe in his eyes, they were just a couple that could be seen everywhere on the roadside that night.
Frisis turned around and said coldly: "What are your temporary plans?"
There was only one sentence in the letter - this time, it's up to us to do something.
Judging from the craftsmanship, this is definitely not the work of a street vendor.
After figuring out the joints, Miyamoto Mako smiled lightly, took the initiative to drag Sakurai Akira to the stall, and glanced at the ingredients:
How could such a person really be the owner of the barbecue stall?
"No, no one in this world can take action against him, but there are many ways to imprison or harm a person." The man said quietly, "I hope that you can stand behind him when he needs it, just like you.
He once stood behind you."
This is the northernmost part of Siberia, close to the vast Arctic Ocean.
"Because we've made more than one mistake before."
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After that, he quickly started to take out the skewers and flip them over the charcoal fire, smearing them with oil and sprinkling them with chili powder. His movements were skillful and there was no trace of unfamiliarity.
"Then senior, why don't you explain clearly what the mistake was so that we can avoid it in advance in the future."
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He mustered up the courage to say so.
"Okay." The man responded softly, "I hope what you said is true."
From late night to early morning, he waited for the dawn and the warm sun rising from the sea level.
What are they going to do?
The men didn't know very well, but they felt that they should do something, not for themselves, but for His Majesty's sake.
There was a cut.
"They should be your lord's former ministers, just like you and me."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Akira Bansakurai from beginning to end seriously.
"Mingjun must guard him carefully. I have never seen him give two blood source marks at the same time."
"senior?"
"Senior came to us tonight. Do you have any advice?"
He suddenly stood up and ordered: "Set off accurately, target Avalon!"
Immediately they ran towards the source of the barbecue, and Sakurai Akira finally succeeded in holding the girl's hand again before the end.
Because the world is too bitter, we should place our affection on the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and look at the untouchable sea of stars, just like we are standing here, but we always yearn for the distant sky.
"Mako, I like you."
"Here, the big squid is ready, let's eat first." He handed over two skewers of barbecue and said to himself, "But, I don't care, anyway, someone is about to come to my door, so I just wanted to see you.
What's so great about the little guy who's been favored by His Majesty?"
Looking at Mako's unusually dull face, Sakurai knew that he would accompany Mako through the rest of his life.
Sakurai Akira looked at his leaving figure, feeling a little confused.
He answered the phone and said that I had gone to see the little guy named Akira Sakurai. Who is missing now?
He made a mistake and did not dare to face the adults, but he was also afraid that the adults would forget him.
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The night seemed to pass very slowly.
The man who had just turned around and was about to leave stopped and turned around and said, "No, to be honest, I don't dare to go. I don't know how to face him, and I'm afraid that he might forget about me."
The sound of the ocean tide was lingering, the night clouds hiding the moonlight were blown into the distance, and the two shadows on the beach were getting closer and closer.
"It's very serious, so serious that we can't even forgive ourselves." The man paused, "So I'm here to warn you, don't make the wrong choice."
"Me?" The man shook his head, "I am no longer qualified to stand behind him."
"Would you like a skewer of giant squid?" The uncle suddenly said enthusiastically, "For a limited time, buy one and get one free. How about Mingjun, if you don't want to give Xiao Zhenzi two skewers."
There are always some girls in this world that make people love you. Who wouldn’t like Mako like this?
"There are two other members of the Presbyterian Church. I have found traces of one of them, and I will leave the remaining one to you."
Since the other party can know their names and has set up a barbecue stall in this deserted place, it means that he has insight into their movements in advance and knows their identities well.
"Senior... you are really timid." Miyamoto Mako lifted up her slightly messy hair, "Are you really willing to do so? Maybe, he also wants to see you."
"The analysis progress...has reached 75.6%!"
The girl sniffed, her eyes lit up, she let go of Sakurai Akira's hand, and ran barefoot on the beach.
"So be it." The man who called himself Nip laughed.
"Uncle, where are you from?"
"Indeed." The man looked at Mako with admiration, "I'm here to remind you that there is no time for romance. You need to stand by his side."
After all the skewers were cooked, the man put out the charcoal fire and said with a smile that he was leaving.
"Yes, yes, the little girl is really smart." The middle-aged man gave a thumbs up in appreciation, "Would you like it more spicy?"
He squinted his eyes and looked at the dazzling sun that was gradually hanging in the sky. He slowly stretched out his hand to block the sunlight falling into his eyes. The edges of the skin of his palms showed a warm red color.
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Frisis frowned and said nothing, but took a deep look at Ouroboros, turned around, and strode away.
Miyamoto Mako was silent for a long time and whispered: "Mingjun, we are about to set off."
Sakurai Akira was stunned for a moment, not expecting the other party to leave so simply.
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"What are you ready for?" the woman behind her said with a smile, "You are the only one going there anyway."
She asked Mingjun again, do you know why people always yearn for the stars and the sea?
It's because this world is full of suffering, and what you want is always hard to come by. Not many of your wishes come true, but they all backfire.
This answer was obviously difficult for the two of them to understand, but the man seemed not ready to continue.
Later, Mako said that she had actually guessed it a long time ago, but she didn't blame him.
"Go to the adults?" Sakurai Akira asked tentatively.
Akira Sakurai said helplessly: "Sir, who are you and what do you want from us?"
She put her hands behind her back and turned around, her skirt flying in the sea breeze. She stepped back and said with a sweet smile: "If you catch me, I will accept your confession."
"Hey, he took the initiative to find you? Well... what about Mako, the same?"
His heart trembled, this person is a dragon?!
The middle-aged man was silent for a long time and then said: "All I can say is, don't push him further and further away."
Is this atonement? Or is it a compromise out of fear of settling the score later?
There must be a monster when things go wrong, but when things happen, people are all crowded here, so there is no possibility of leaving at will.
He didn't look at Mako, he just raised his head and looked quietly at the night sky behind the staggered antennas, feeling his shoulders being wet silently.
Frisis opened his eyes, and the confusion in his eyes suddenly disappeared.
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But the more he looked at it, the more solemn his heart became.
Sakurai Akira took the initiative to put his arms around Mako and rest her head on his shoulder.
"Senior, have you ever seen him? Recently." Miyamoto Mako looked at his back and asked suddenly.
"Hey, great customer." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "Just wait."
To be continued...