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As time passed slowly, the originally dark sky gradually became dim. The hazy night seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, matched with the tiny stars in the sky that exuded bright light.

, makes people endlessly daydream.

I don’t know when the street lamps were lit, and the dim light projected to the surroundings spread wantonly, like an attacking army, expelling the rich night darkness far away, and firmly limiting it to the light.

The edge of the range.

There is not a single person to be seen on the empty streets. Under the dim street lights, the whole scene looks particularly deserted, like a depression after prosperity. Occasionally, a car comes out and looks like it is in a hurry.

The wheels rolled over the ground quickly and flew away without any hesitation.

The shops on both sides of the street are all closed, and even the izakayas that used to operate late at night have closed early. Only the various neon lights above are still flashing dedicatedly, persisting in the dark night.

On duty at the post.

From time to time, noisy noises are faintly heard from the windows or gaps in various corners, mixed with the sounds of conversations between people or the sound of TV programs. This is paired with the continuous ringing of temple bells late at night.

, like a New Year’s sonata.

When the time came to midnight, the bells that had been ringing suddenly stopped, and the noisy noise seemed to disappear. The whole world seemed to have quieted down, without unnecessary sounds, and was enveloped in a quiet atmosphere.

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Half asleep and half awake, he vaguely heard the host on the TV screen saying a happy New Year's message. Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but open his eyes slightly. He saw scrolling subtitles starting to appear on the TV screen.

It keeps sliding downwards and upwards, which obviously means that the program is completely over.

Somewhat dazedly, he reached out and touched the phone, then raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes. His drooping eyelids blinked involuntarily. Nakamura Masahiro squinted and glanced at the time displayed on the phone. It was already past midnight.

In about half an hour, it will be late at night.

Unable to help but yawn, Nakamura Masahiro felt deep tiredness, and his squinted eyes seemed to be closing. The heavy sleepiness that came over him was like someone playing softly in his ears.

It's like a lullaby, making people feel sleepy.

With a long sigh of relief, Nakamura Masahiro summoned up his remaining energy, turned his head and looked at Meihui aside. He opened his mouth and resisted the urge to yawn again. Nakamura Masahiro reminded the little girl that time was running out.

It's early.

"Meihui, it's almost time to go to bed."

Compared with Nakamura Masahiro's sluggish appearance, which seemed to have lost all energy, the little girl Mihui was much more energetic. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding a pillow in her arms, holding her hand firmly

Holding the remote control, looking straight at the TV screen, it seemed that he didn't want to miss every wonderful moment.

"Onii-chan, let me watch for a while."

Faced with Nakamura Masahiro's behavior of urging her to sleep, Mihui felt extremely unhappy. She pouted, turned to look back at Nakamura Masahiro, and said in a coquettish tone: "It's the Chinese New Year now, how can I be like you?

Get people to bed early."

"It's almost one o'clock in the evening, is it still early?"

Listening to the little girl's rebuttal, Nakamura Masahiro suddenly became happy, rolled his eyes at Mihui angrily, and said directly: "Is it possible that you don't plan to sleep tonight?"

"I definitely need to go to bed, but it's still early. Onii-chan, it's the Chinese New Year, and I don't have to go to school and have nothing to do. What's wrong with watching more TV?"

Although it was a defense, what this girl Mie said was plausible and seemed to make some sense. Nakamura Masahiro was a little confused at this moment, but he was frightened by her attitude, and his thinking was a little sidetracked.

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However, I have mature thoughts in my heart. After a short silence, the confused situation was relieved a little, and Nakamura Masahiro reacted: Even if it is the Chinese New Year, you, a little girl, should not stay up late watching TV!

"Meihui, if you don't go to bed yet, I won't take you to Disneyland by then."

After pondering for a moment, Nakamura Masahiro changed his words. If you use persuasion, the little girl's current energetic posture may not necessarily work. In contrast, if you use this reason to make her submit, then

It's easier.

"Onii-chan, you are going too far. How can you be like this? I just want to watch more TV, but you threaten me by not taking me to Disneyland."

As expected by Masahiro Nakamura, as soon as he mentioned this reason, the little girl immediately started shouting. Her little mouth was so pursed that it looked like there was a bottle of soy sauce hanging on it, and her eyes showed a strong look of dissatisfaction.

It’s just written clearly on his face.

"Meihui, just say..."

Nakamura Masahiro was in a better state now, but he didn't want to talk too much nonsense with Mihui, so he directly said in a showdown tone: "Do you want to go to bed?"

"Onii-chan, I don't even have a bed. Even if I want to sleep, I can't find a place."

Being forced by Nakamura Masahiro, Meihui had no choice but to look back at the TV screen, looking a little reluctant to leave. Suddenly, an idea flashed, and the little girl found another very reasonable excuse.

"You sleep in my bed, and I'll sleep in Odosan's bed."

Because Meihui followed her mother to Tokyo, her bed space had been withdrawn by Nakamura Masahiro. Therefore, her excuse was not unreasonable, but Nakamura Masahiro also had a countermeasure, so he blocked her directly.

"Oh, okay then."

Pouting her little mouth, the little girl had a slumped face, and her resentful eyes seemed as if Nakamura Masahiro had made some mistake. Then, she put down the remote control in her hand, and the pillow she was holding in her arms was thrown to the sofa.

Side, his tone was full of dissatisfaction: "I'm going to bed now, good night, Onii-chan."

Probably to vent her grievances, when the little girl walked to the bedroom wearing slippers, her steps were deliberately aggravated, making the sound of kicking and pulling very obvious, which was very harsh in the quiet environment.

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When she walked to the door of the bedroom, the little girl suddenly stopped again. After a brief pause of two seconds, she turned around and walked back to the sofa. Under the suspicious gaze of Nakamura Masahiro, she reached out and grabbed the remote control, and then slipped away.

trotted into the bedroom.

Watching Mihui's figure enter the bedroom, Nakamura Masahiro shook his head with a dumb smile. He didn't bother to point out the little girl's little thoughts. He didn't watch TV much anyway, and it seemed to be the same with or without a remote control.

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Speaking of which, after living in Japan across the sea for so long, Nakamura Masahiro really hasn’t watched much TV. On the one hand, when he was in China, he had developed a hobby of watching TV dramas through his mobile phone. Now he watches TV

On the contrary, I am not very adaptable.

On the other hand, Masahiro Nakamura has never been able to get the interesting jokes in Japanese culture. For example, there are many jokes in traditional culture and some relatively obscure knowledge points. Although Masahiro Nakamura is not confused, he still

Definitely slow to respond.

Just like a special program to welcome the New Year, Nakamura Masahiro would be more interested in watching NHK TV's "Red and White Song Battle". After all, this is a singing competition in which groups compete, and the invitations are all popular ones.

Singers and senior big guys are definitely top-notch audio-visual enjoyment.

But the little girl Mihui wanted to watch NTV's "No Laughing". It was a comedy show, and she enjoyed it quite a lot. But Masahiro Nakamura completely lost interest, so much so that she was all in a daze.

Yeah, still asleep on the sofa.

The core content of comedy programs is actually language art. If you cannot understand the funny and interesting points, then even the most exciting programs will become boring in an instant.

After getting up and walking to the TV, Nakamura Masahiro couldn't help but yawned again. While bending down, he reached out and turned off the TV. The slightly noisy sound suddenly stopped, and the whole room suddenly became quiet.

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Although the sleepiness is still hanging over him, Nakamura Masahiro can't cheer up. However, maybe because he has already slept, he does not sleep much at this moment, as if he has fallen into an inexplicable strange state.<

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Stepping to the window, Nakamura Masahiro cast his gaze out the window. What caught his eye was the darkness in the distance, as if it was covered with a black curtain. The rich night was like ink, and you couldn't see your fingers.<

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The flashing neon lights also stopped working, quietly got lazy, blended into the night, and completely disappeared. Only the street lights still stood on, continuing to illuminate with the dim light.

Stand and guard the light of that small area of ​​heaven and earth.

The streets looked empty. No matter whether it was the nearby streets or the far end of the streets, there were no traces of people, and the atmosphere was quite desolate. Sometimes a car would suddenly appear from a corner, roaring at a speed.

The sound was fleeting and disappeared from sight before anyone could react.

In the past, thousands of lights were like stars in the sky, scattered in every corner of the city. At this time, they all fell into silence and merged into the dark world, as if the existence of those lights was an illusion.

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In a few hours, the sky will be bright. The new year also means a new beginning. I hope everything will go well.

Praying silently in his heart, Nakamura Masahiro breathed a long sigh of relief. Then, he turned off the lights in the living room and walked into his father's bedroom. Although he still didn't feel particularly sleepy at the moment, he could always feel sleepy after lying on the bed.

Can sleep well.