Mu Tu's subtle laughter finally came from the other end of the phone, a bit muffled: "I heard from Bai Fu that you haven't accepted interviews recently. Do you have a new dream?"
"Yes, Senior Bokuto." I sat on the sofa and reached out to touch the texture of my pants: "I don't want to be a reporter anymore."
"It doesn't matter." Mutu said, "Your new dream must be great too."
The boy's voice traveled across mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and reached my ears through the small box in my hand.
His voice seemed deeper than it did in high school, maybe because he heard it on the phone.
But the clarity and clarity in the voice remained the same.
At this time, his voice was extremely soft, like a whisper between lovers.
He said: "Toki-chan, no matter what dreams you have, no matter who you want or have become... You will always be my pride."
He said: "Don't forget that we are double cards. You will always be the number one gold medal reporter in the world in my heart."
There were no stars in the early morning in Bologna. The bright moonlight illuminated the streets of the ancient city, and the moonlight was splashing.
The young man with eyes as clear as moonlight raised his head and stared at the night sky.
He said, "O moon, light her way."
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If you give me three days of light.
The story of Wood Rabbit x Reporter.
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It was originally written to congratulate myself on my birthday, but I felt that I didn't appreciate myself enough, so I wrote it.
Intention: If you give me three days of light
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