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The lights in the office building were only a few remaining,a man pushed the warmed bento box over,the edges of the lunch box still had a cherry blossom sticker she liked. The woman bit her chopsticks while looking at the report,he quietly tucked her loose hair behind her ear. Between the sound of the keyboard,she suddenly looked up and said,"I want to drink the soy milk downstairs tomorrow." He smiled and fed her the last spoon of soup,his eyes holding a warmer light than the neon lights outside the window