I took some clothes and a toothbrush and went into the dormitory bathroom to brush my teeth and take a shower.

After taking a shower, I leaned on the bedside and read for a while. I felt sleepy in one of Proust's profound French sentences, and then I fell asleep directly.

Watanabe Toru was woken up by Saito Keisuke.

"What time is it?" He raised his upper body.

"The snow has stopped, get up quickly." Saito Keisuke replied that any time was possible, and then hurriedly turned around to change clothes.

Watanabe Toru looked out the window.

The snow has indeed stopped.

The clouds that originally obscured the sky dispersed, and the crimson sunlight poured onto the snow.

The whole world seemed to have become a kotatsu, and the sun that was about to set was the electric heater at the bottom of the table, emitting orange-yellow light.

"Watanabe, hurry up, let's go have dinner together!" Osamu Kunii shouted.

"You go, I'll accompany my girlfriend."

After the four people left, Toru Watanabe got dressed and walked out of the room.

The road that was originally cleared was covered with a thumb's width of snow.

There were several campground employees shoveling snow.

The boys in Class 3 next door were building snowmen. From time to time, they would hit their classmates with snowballs on their heads when they were not prepared.

The snowball fight was about to break out, even affecting Toru Watanabe who was passing by.

"Watanabe? Sorry, sorry, mistake." The man apologized with a smile.

"It doesn't matter."

When the man turned around and continued to fight with his friends, Toru Watanabe bent down, rolled up the snowball, and threw it into their collars.

For a moment, this group of people were like ants on a hot fire, jumping up and down on the ground with strange screams.

It was clearly a sub-zero weather, but I tried my best to pull on my clothes.

Watanabe Toru laughed and hurried away.

****

Kujo Miki came back from Koizumi Aina's room, immediately took a bath and put on new pajamas.

Lying on the soft bed, nestled in the comfortable quilt, I turned over Toru Watanabe's cell phone.

Browser history, photo album, line chat history, none of them were spared. Except that the chat history was cleaned up thoroughly, there was nothing that made her dissatisfied.

I drifted off to sleep, and when I woke up, the snow was already light.

Sit by the window, facing the burning fireplace, take out your tablet and papers and start working.

After an unknown amount of time, the door suddenly opened, and at the same time there was a burst of triumphant laughter.

She didn't look back - the only one with the key to her room was Toru Watanabe.

"A bunch of rubbish, insist on messing with me! Hahaha!"

"What are you so proud of?" she asked, her eyes continuing to scan the documents in her hand.

"Miki, listen to me!" Toru Watanabe came over with the cold air outside, "I was walking well on the way here just now, but the guy from Class 3 insisted on provoking me, and I beat him up all by myself.

Falling flowers and flowing water will kill them until no one is left alive."

"That's all you can do."

Watanabe Toru sat down on the sofa: "With this little potential, I will catch you. No matter how great your potential is, it will be fine."

"Glib tongue." Kujo Miki said calmly.

"By the way, have you seen my mobile phone? Suddenly I can't find it." Toru Watanabe asked as if he was remembering it.

"On the bedside."

Watanabe Toru fell on the bed and reached for his mobile phone. Kujo Miki said: "You delete your chat history very diligently."

"Did you look at my phone?"

"Can not look?"

"Of course I can, but I also want to show it to you." Toru Watanabe said.

Miki Kujo snorted softly and did not stop Toru Watanabe from flipping through her phone.

"Password?" Toru Watanabe asked.

"My birthday."

"Your birthday?"

Kujo Miki raised her head and said with a smile: "You don't know?"

"How could you not know?"

Watanabe Toru entered 0909, unlocked the phone, and immediately accessed emails and chat history.

Although he was joking, he instinctively became serious when he checked.

I looked through the chat history, photos, and folders. They were all filled with information and photos of the two of them.

There are also photos of legs and so on, but he also has these on his phone.

Next is social media.

Toru Watanabe found something interesting - a video of the wind music competition, and it was all shot by him.

"Nagoya," he said in a shaky tone, "boring."

After saying that, he gave Kujo Miki a meaningful look.

Just as he continued to slide down, Kujo Miki snatched the phone away.

"What did you do just now?" she asked coldly.

"Reading and sleeping in the dormitory, not playing mahjong."

"What are you looking at?"

""in memory of our passing age"."

"Recite it to me."

So Toru Watanabe memorized the passage he read in the afternoon in French.

"[This kind of little madeleine is a small, round dessert that looks like a scallop...]"

After reciting one sentence, Kujo Miki continued to recite in French while processing the documents:

"[I... noticed a strange change taking place in myself. I felt a wonderful sense of pleasure... which made me feel like I was falling in love...

.]

Her French is tactful, fluent and very beautiful.

Watanabe Toru leaned back on the sofa and then recited:

"[It has no one to rely on, it arrives suddenly, and the reasons behind it cannot penetrate... The joys and sorrows of life are nothing, the suffering of life does not need to be lingered on, and the shortness of life is just an illusion]"

Outside the window, it was sunny after the snow.

Under the sunset, some people shoveled snow, some had snowball fights, and some built various sculptures.

Inside the house, by the burning fireplace, the two of them recited "In Search of Lost Time" piece by piece.

After Miki Kujo finished reciting "I seemed to see an ancient city by the sea, with rose-red houses illuminated by the golden light of the setting sun, and the violet sea complementing each other", Toru Watanabe clapped his hands and applauded.

"I'm sorry." He said with admiration.

"Did you not remember the following, or do you not want to memorize it?" Kujo Miki asked casually in a tone of "it doesn't matter what the answer is."

At this time, she was wearing a dress-like pajamas, tied with a ribbon around her waist, which fully displayed the graceful curves of her slender waist.

At the neckline, you can see the delicate and charming collarbone.

"I didn't expect you, Meiji, would also watch "In Search of Lost Time." Toru Watanabe felt a little surprised.

Kujo Miki didn't answer, she just said a perfunctory 'hmm' and continued to browse the documents in her hand.

Watanabe Toru poured himself a glass of water and sat idle for a while.
Chapter completed!