Chapter 862 No matter what happens, I will be with you
the next day.
"This is really embarrassing, stop staring at me!" Miyano Shiho tried her best to cover her body with a bath towel, but no matter how she covered it, there was always a touch of white inadvertently exposed, and Yuya's eyes were involuntarily attracted.
"!!!"
With a swish, Youye suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the quilt.
He looked around the room in a daze, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the girl who was still sleeping beside him. Only then did he realize that everything that had just happened was just a dream.
In a trance, he recalled that they had come to the hot spring hotel together yesterday, and they had taken a double bath together in the evening, and then...
I almost fainted from it.
There was no way. The atmosphere at that time was so intoxicating, without a trace of distractions. There were only two people snuggling together, feeling each other's body temperature, quietly enjoying the tranquility together, unwilling to let go.
Even though it's been a night, I still feel so happy when I think about it now.
Besides, wasn’t Shiho so cute last night?
That is a look that is completely different from her usual cool style, and only a little girl who is completely immersed in the sweetness of love will show.
It's so cute that it's unfair!
At this moment, Miyano Shiho's eyelids trembled slightly, a soft moan came out of her mouth, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
Their eyes met.
Miyano Shiho blushed, pulled up the quilt to cover half of her face, and said in a dull but very soft voice: "Good morning, Yuya."
Yuya smiled slightly and reached out to gently touch her forehead: "Good morning, Shiho."
The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.
It's just a plain early morning greeting, but somehow it feels very satisfying.
Yuya and Miyano Shiho went to the large public bath to soak for a while, and then sat facing each other to eat breakfast.
Miyano Shiho was holding the bowl, which just covered half of her face. With this subtle cover, she secretly glanced at Yuya.
The latter seemed to sense her gaze and looked up. She hurriedly lowered her head, pretending to be focused, and stirred the bowl quickly with the chopsticks in her hand.
You couldn't help laughing. Shiho was so cute as she covered up her shyness by eating. Didn't she realize that she didn't eat many grains of rice just now?
Miyano Shiho continued to cover her face with the bowl and asked in a muffled voice: "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing," Youye smiled, "Eat quickly, the food won't taste good if it gets cold."
"Oh." Miyano Shiho responded, glanced at Yuya, and then concentrated on eating.
After dinner, I went for a stroll in the hot spring street and carefully selected some specialties to take back as gifts.
After packing their luggage, the two left the hotel and met someone at the door who was also dragging luggage. It was the old lady who got lost yesterday.
"Oh my, are you going back?" the old woman asked with a smile.
Youye nodded and replied, "Yes, mother-in-law, are you leaving too?"
The old woman nodded, turned her head and looked at the sign at the door of the hotel, and said in a sad tone: "It's really too lonely to come here alone. I wanted to relive my memories with that man, but I found that the only thing I could think of was his back when he solved the case."
"Huh?" Yuya and Miyano Shiho were stunned.
The old woman said helplessly, "When we were taking a hot spring bath here, a murder happened. He didn't even have time to put on his clothes. He left me alone in the bathtub in the room. He ran to the scene wrapped in a bath towel and was almost caught as an exhibitionist."
Somehow, the old woman began to tell herself the story of her constant travels over the years, wandering around the places she and he had been to.
Yuya Miyano Shiho did not interrupt and listened quietly.
The old woman's words were full of complaints, but the corners of her mouth were always raised - it can be seen that she likes and misses those memories very much.
Miyano Shiho said softly: "Grandma, you actually miss those memories, don't you?"
The old woman was stunned for a moment, and looked at Miyano Shiho in surprise: "Is that so?"
Miyano Shiho smiled and nodded: "Yes, you always had a smile on your face when you talked about those memories. Besides, if you don't miss them, why do you keep traveling to the places you have been to?"
"Is...is this so?" The old woman touched her cheek in disbelief, only to find that the corner of her mouth was actually raised.
"Yes, that's right." The old man whispered softly, "How could I forget it? I was attracted by his focused look when solving the case. Just watching his calm and confident reasoning made me feel satisfied. How could I forget it..."
As he spoke, tears flowed from the corners of the old man's eyes, slowly forming a line, which fell quickly and made a small dark circle on the ground.
Yuya and Miyano Shiho looked at each other. They were still young and didn't know how to say words of comfort.
Finally, Yuya tried to speak: "Grandma, don't be sad, the dead can't be resurrected..."
The old woman shook her head: "No, I'm not sad."
A bright smile suddenly broke out on her face. "My husband has solved too many cases in his life. Although he often ignores me in order to investigate cases, I have never complained about it. Because I know that this is the kind of man I love."
The old woman looked at Youya and said slowly: "Young man, I heard that you are also a detective?"
Yuya nodded.
Tears welled up in the old woman's eyes. She said in a slightly vicissitudes of life but full of affection, "Hello, detective. Hello, detective. There are too many cases in this world waiting for you to solve. But, in the process of pursuing the truth, don't be like my husband and forget that there are people around you who need to be cherished more."
As she spoke, she glanced at Miyano Shiho beside her intentionally or unintentionally, as if she wanted to convey something.
Yuu, who noticed this gaze, immediately understood the old man's thoughts and turned his attention to the girl next to him.
Their eyes met, and the air seemed to be filled with an indescribable yet extremely warm atmosphere.
Yuya held Miyano Shiho's soft little hands tightly, and passed his warmth to her through his palms.
The latter also understood something. He looked back at Youya with a pair of lake blue eyes and a warm smile on his lips, as if silently conveying the promise of "No matter what happens, I will be with you."
Receiving the faith from Miyano Shiho, Yuya smiled gently, turned to look at the old woman, and his expression became very firm and serious: "Please rest assured."
The tone was gentle but extremely firm, as if it was an unchanging vow for the future.
"Okay, okay." The old woman laughed and looked back and forth at the two young men deeply, as if she saw herself and her lover in the past, then turned around and slowly left, dragging her luggage.
"This is the last stop. I've been out for so long, I should go back and check on that guy."
Words filled with relief floated to the ears of Yuya and Miyano Shiho, and they were slightly stunned, as if they realized something.
They didn't say much, but just bowed deeply towards the old man's back.
"We go home."
"Ah."