Shiraishi responded in a daze, his eyes still closed, as if he was still immersed in a dream. "Miss Mai, I woke up a long time ago." There was a hint of laziness and smile in his voice, as if it was a response to this gentleness and an expectation for a new day.

Mai's chuckle echoed in the air, and her breath gradually faded away, leaving Shiraishi alone to face the tranquility of the early morning. He tried to open his eyes, but found that the corners of his eyes were a little dry, as if he was trapped by last night's tears. Those dried tear marks were still stubbornly attached to his eyelashes, making it difficult for him to open his eyes completely. Shiraishi gently rubbed the fatigue in the corners of his eyes with his fingers, blinked several times in a row, and finally sat up from the warm table.

"Where are you going?" Shiraishi asked casually, but he already had the answer in his heart. He looked at Mai, only to see that she was wearing a uniform of Shuchiin, with a coat over her jacket, looking particularly capable and elegant. That outfit seemed to silently tell her destination - "school".

"Isn't it a holiday today?" Shiraishi asked in confusion, but he already understood her intention. He knew that Mai had asked for leave yesterday because of filming, so she had to go back to school today to get her transcript. So, he decided without hesitation: "Then I will go with you." After saying that, Shiraishi couldn't help but yawning, as if he was making the final preparation for this sudden decision.

Breakfast was carefully prepared by Mai, and every bite was full of the taste of home. After Shiraishi hurriedly finished eating, he changed into his uniform and went out with Mai. On the way, Mai tried to tidy up Shiraishi's slightly messy hair, but those stubborn curls seemed unwilling to succumb to her gentle hands. The two of them held hands naturally, and the agreement without words was better than thousands of words. In the eyes of others, they may just be a pair of high school lovers who are a little immature, but their tacit understanding and care are enough to move every passerby who passes by.

Fujisawa Station looks particularly quiet and beautiful after the heavy snow. The snow on both sides of the road has been cleared clean, leaving only a few snow mountains piled in the corners as witnesses of winter. People and cars are moving as usual, only those alleys with few pedestrians still retain the traces of last night's snowfall. Shiraishi and Mai walked hand in hand on the snow, and every step left their own footprints. Looking at this world covered in silver, Shiraishi's mind couldn't help but drift back to the thrilling moment of yesterday.

Just as he was immersed in his memories, a cold object suddenly stuck to his cheek - it was the snowball in Mai's hand. He exclaimed and quickly pulled away to check, only to see Mai smiling brightly as if he had returned to that carefree childhood. "Let's make a snowman tonight?" She suggested, her tone full of expectation and joy. Shiraishi smiled and shook his head and said, "Ms. Mai is becoming more and more like a child." But then he changed his words and said, "But it doesn't matter, let's build one in the school playground." He knew that Mai didn't really want to build a snowman but wanted to take this opportunity to spend more good time with him.

The two continued to move forward and came to the familiar Fujisawa Station. Although it is not a holiday today, there is still a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere here because the students have been on vacation. Shiraishi's mood gradually calmed down with this relaxation. He knew that although the storm yesterday made him exhausted, life must go on. He learned to accept the indifference and impermanence of this world and learned to cherish every moment of time with Mai.

In Shiraishi's view, this world may really be indifferent, but it is also full of infinite possibilities and beauty. 0 .......

"It's so beautiful."

Mai, who was sitting next to him, whispered softly, and her eyes turned quietly to the window, as if she was deeply attracted by the boundless scenery.

"Are you praising yourself?" Shiraishi asked teasingly, with the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised.

"No, I'm talking about the sea." Mai turned her head, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, and the expression was both vivid and slightly surprised.

"Oh, so... But then again, Miss Mai, you are so dazzling that people can't help but look at you more." Shiraishi responded with a chuckle, trying to ease the awkwardness in the air.

"Me?" She was slightly stunned, and then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Are you praising me?"

"Of course I'm praising you, and it's the truth." Shiraishi looked at her seriously, hoping that she could feel Shiraishi's sincerity. However, Mai deliberately avoided Shiraishi's gaze and turned to look at the sparkling sea outside the window again. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Shiraishi shrugged helplessly and followed her line of sight. The winter sky was a light blue, and the sun was jumping on the sea, flashing dazzling light. Shiraishi had seen this scenery countless times on the way to school, but today it looked particularly different and beautiful.

This beauty may be because Shiraishi chose to move forward and chose to spend every moment of the future with Mai. Her existence makes the world more colorful and gives new life to all ordinary things.

The tram moves slowly along the coastline, and the unhurried speed seems to provide them with a visual feast. Shiraishi enjoys this tranquility and beauty, and his heart is full of gratitude. .

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