Chapter 56 The Lost Lighter

They hurriedly walked towards that side. I also quickly ran over and looked around everywhere, but still couldn't see their figures.

"What should I do?"

This is probably a quite expensive Zippo lighter. Before, when I was in college, a friend of mine was a collector, so I probably have seen one like this.

Should I hand it over to the police station? - No, that kid doesn't seem like the type who would deliberately go to the police station to pick it up. Then, should I just pretend not to have seen it, leave it here and go away? No, if I do that, this time it will definitely be picked up by some other third party.

"If playing around here, meeting again... It should be impossible."

For a person encountered by chance on the road, the probability of meeting again is too low. Indeed, it's more reliable to hand it over to the police station. But there isn't enough time now.

"Bad. The shops seem to be closing."

If going to the police station, I will still pass by here. Anyway, I decided to finish the immediate matter first, so I ran into the station building.

When giving a gift to a female, even if it's a family member, one has to be very careful. To avoid giving the same thing every year, I always write down what I buy in my notebook. Even so, it still becomes more and more difficult to think of what to give, which is a headache.

"Anyway, the task is completed."

Listening to the closing announcement of the store, I left everything to the shop assistant girl and hurriedly finished my shopping. When filling in the address and name, the shop assistant suddenly let out a small cry.

On the other side of the shop window, the snow was heavier than before and was falling thickly.

"It's going to accumulate again. Please be careful on your way back."

I said thank you to the shop assistant who opened the door and bowed respectfully. Then I slowly stepped onto the white road surface covered with a thin layer of snow. I could feel that the shop assistant would keep bowing until I was out of sight. But I still couldn't help being attracted by the falling snow and looked up at the dark sky.

The sky on a snowy day is always a bit brighter than the usual night sky. Perhaps it's because the dark sky is faintly mixed with white. Although I don't like the cold, I like the winter season. I always feel that it's somewhat dreamy.

"Well, before going back, I still have to go to the police station once..."

I took out the lighter from my coat pocket and was just about to walk towards the police station when unexpectedly he suddenly appeared in front of me. And before I could even confirm in my mind, I had already chased after his figure quickly walking across to the other side of the road.

"It's going to be lost again."

Although he is tall, because the clothes he is wearing are all in single colors overall, it's easy for him to blend into the surroundings on a night without sunlight. The him that I'm chasing can easily disappear in the crowd. I desperately ran only staring at his back. Suddenly my sight was blocked.

"...It hurts!"

Saying blocked isn't accurate. I bumped straight into a person coming from the front.

"Sorry!"

"Ah, sorry... Wait, Ben?"

The person who supported me as I staggered backwards, looked at me wiping my face and widened his eyes.

"Ah, Daniel?"

"You, you, why are you here?"

Daniel's voice became sharp because of panic, so high that it was a bit piercing. Seeing him like that, I tilted my head, and he continued to stare at me in confusion.

"Well, Daniel. I'm looking for someone now."

I was held in his arms and he gently stroked the tip of my reddened nose with his finger. Being stared at like this by him all the time, I began to feel a bit embarrassed.

The shiny golden-brown hair, the slender but straight posture of his body is very masculine. Daniel always looks beautiful no matter when. As a man myself, I also think he is very handsome. And every time we meet, he seems to become younger and younger.

"Ben?"

He always looks into people's eyes when speaking. Facing his beautiful emerald eyes - I always desperately want to escape.

"You said looking for someone. Who are you looking for in such a place?"

"Well, when asked by you like this, I can't really tell clearly who it is either."

I looked around to search for the back figure that had completely disappeared from my sight. Daniel thought for a bit slightly and tilted his head.

"Well, I'll help you look. Can you tell me the characteristics? I'm more familiar with this area than Ben."

"No, that's not good."

"I'm really worried about Ben wandering around in such a place, so."

Being worried about by an adult like worrying about a child feels very strange. A dissatisfied expression appeared on my face. Daniel looked down at me and gave a wry smile. But he still gently breathed out, brushed the snow off my head and shoulders with his fingertip, and then suddenly grabbed my hand and started walking.

"Daniel?"

"Really, Ben is still so stubborn. Promise me not to leave me and I'll take you with me."

This means not to let go of the held hand, right. Daniel didn't wait for my answer and walked towards the direction where I was originally going.

"Ben, the matter of me meeting you here today, keep it a secret from Carl. That guy will be angry if he knows that you casually meet with me."

"...Ah"

Seeing a somewhat lonely smile appearing on Daniel's face, I was surprised. I seldom see him smile like this.

Speaking of which, I knew Daniel in high school, but I still don't know his contact information until now. When I want to contact him or when he has something to find me for, there is always Carl in between. Actually, I think it's okay to exchange contact information, but it's so strange that I haven't noticed it until now.

Although we don't meet often, I have been in contact with him for thirteen years. Is it okay to ask him for the contact information now?

"Well, Daniel."

"Right, what kind of person are you looking for? Did something happen?"

I made up my mind to speak, but was interrupted by Daniel who turned around.

"Well, ah, I picked up something and want to hand it over to the police station."

"Did you see the owner? What kind of person is he?"

"Well - it's hard to describe. Probably a college student. Very tall, not flamboyant, but feels very handsome... But his hair and clothes are all black."

It's very difficult to find someone with such characteristics. The appearance that one can definitely recognize once seeing, is too hard to describe in words.

"Well, it's a handsome kid."

"You don't understand either."

Daniel suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. My shoulders drooped. If one can understand with such a description, then either it's a superman or it's an acquaintance.

"Is there anything else? Was he with someone else?"

Daniel seemed to notice my disappointment, smiled gently and patted my head.

"...With someone else, with someone else. Ah, right, there was a very flamboyant kid."

In terms of describing with words, this is the most appropriate. There was a very flamboyant kid who can be recognized at a glance from a distance.