[Black Basket] Boundaries

<one>

Many years later, Asai Yuge, who had changed his surname, recalled October 2008 and found that what he remembered were just fragments of memory.Except for the scene related to that person, she can still vividly remember it at that time, and there is only a short distance from her home to the subway station to go to school with her shoulder bag on her back.

In the shallow and thin morning mist, from time to time, a runner wearing earphones would come out of the roadside apartment, and run past her at a leisurely pace, and could still hear the sound in each other's ears after brushing shoulders. Music with a clear beat.The office worker who is in a hurry to get back to the office is holding a briefcase in one hand and coffee in the other, hurrying on his way. Even if he has to stop before the lights, he still doesn’t forget to turn on the Bluetooth headset and confess a few words. end words.

Go straight down the road, at this intersection, turn right and you will see a small park, through which you can see the opposite subway station entrance; turn left and the third shop has delicious Belgian waffles in the morning , since she bought one to try once, she bought it for breakfast almost every day.

Walking into the park from under the black painted steel arches, maple trees with a height of about nine meters are planted on both sides along the way, and when you look up, you can see the endless fire-colored canopy, which is so bright that it seems to be able to burn at any time. It can attract people's attention.

There was the sound of leather shoes stepping on fallen leaves.Russ, rustle.

She goes to school at the same time every day. When she walks around the small fountain in the center, the morning mist will gradually dissipate. The sunlight penetrates the red leaves and casts mottled tree shadows on the path in front of her.There were not many people in the park. The black-haired girl gnawed waffles, walked on the asphalt road covered with dead leaves, and occasionally squatted down to tease the neighbors and the golden retriever dogs that were released. tease it.

It used to be a daily routine that was repeated so much that it almost seemed like it would never end.

It's strange, isn't it?After a little calculation, she only stayed in New York for more than half a year, and everything she experienced was more extraordinary than the "scenery on the way to school". She could only remember this It's just a thing.

<two>

When Himuro saw Asai Yuka for the first time, he finally understood why the homeroom teacher deliberately vacated the corner seat to his left, and told him that if he met that student who came late, please answer as many questions as possible. ──The homeroom teacher didn't ask him casually.

At that time, the last semester had already started for more than three weeks. It stands to reason that even students who are studying in the United States from other countries should settle down during the summer vacation to ensure that they can enroll on time. tricky up.And if she was so late like her, either she was caught up in something, or the idea itself was not in the plan, right?

The black-haired girl walked into the classroom of a class in the tenth grade at 08:30 on time.There are five by six seats in the classroom, and there are a few people sitting here and there. She looked around, and besides a few people who were copying their homework, there was also a boy wearing earphones sitting behind him. Pai, was resting with his eyes closed, playing with a poker card between his fingers.Probably aware of the gaze from the front, Himuro Tatsu also opened his eyes, raised his head and looked at the girl standing a few meters away.

──New face.

The mid-length hair that just passed her chest was slightly curly at the end and hung over her shoulders. It was not tied up like other female students, but judging from the hair rope on her wrist, she would do it later.Only the bottom two buttons of the light gray knitted thin coat have been buttoned up. What is worn inside is a pure white non-striped shirt and a long black tie. Below that is a close-fitting black skirt, knee socks of the same color and leather shoes.

She didn't have many belongings, so she obviously went to the locker beforehand to put away all the things that were not needed for the time being, which was more careful than the ice room expected.At the moment, only a shoulder bag and the hockey stick in her hand were following her. Himuro Tatsu also looked at her, and silently pointed back to the position beside him.

Asai Yuge raised his eyebrows, without flinching, he stepped towards him.She was looking at the last three rows of the classroom. It was impossible for a girl taller than 1.7 meters to sit in the front, unless the people in the back were mentally prepared not to see the blackboard for a whole school year.

After all, school has started for a while, most of the seats are either put on personal belongings, or there are signs that make people realize that "this place is in use", the location indicated by the other party is indeed the only one that is clean Recognized seat.

He raised his hand and took off one earphone, then put the playing cards back in the drawer.

With such a posture, it is clear that he is ready to be talked to by her, and there is no doubt about this.

They were only a few feet away from each other, and at this moment she finally saw each other's appearance clearly. The girl who was also black-haired but had deep purple eyes stopped in front of the ice room, and looked at him with a little scrutiny. It means that it seems to be a cub that strayed into other groups, in a completely unfamiliar environment, thinking about how to say hello between "not being too eager" and "not appearing arrogant"──but at the same time probably thinking Let's look at the question that the ice room is thinking at the moment.If you want to say why, it can already be seen from the outside.

The boy who was still wearing half of the earphones didn't rush.The music skipped to the next one, and the electronic music-specific prelude with a little bit of pungent air was heard, but the expression of the black-haired boy was still as calm as if he was listening to piano music. Asai Yuge blinked, It was quite generous when he spoke.

"Excuse me, is there anyone sitting here?"

Himuro Chen also squeezed out a soft smile. "No."

If it is not enough to be sure just by looking at her appearance, then the way she speaks has already betrayed her. The sense of incongruity between her accent and wording is the best evidence, and there is no possibility of misidentification.

"Thank you." After receiving a definite reply, the girl pulled away the chair and sat down. The light outside was too bright, so she turned her body slightly to avoid the sun, and then leaned on the back of her chair to turn on the screen of the phone. Judging from the movements of her fingertips, , is exchanging text messages with others.Himuro glanced at her calmly, and compared it with other people who were copying their homework and gossiping. The silence here was not so much because they didn't know what to say when they met for the first time, but because the opponent was deliberately Keep silent and drag him into this meaningless contest.

【You ask the exit, or I will come】

【This kind of thing doesn't matter at all】

The boy cleared his throat, and he was still the one who started the chatterbox──Leaving aside the head teacher's request, he also cared about the girl in front of him.Apart from him, there is no other [similar] in the class. Although it is not a big deal, when encountering a suspected [similar], I still have to ask a question.In fact, he couldn't think of a reason not to talk to the other party.

It's not that I didn't like it at the beginning, and I put the topics that I can use in front of myself. They are all high school students who have entered the tenth grade, and because of the childish temper of "the other party seems difficult to get close to each other." It's a little too childish.

"...Are you Japanese?"

<three>

In fact, before the boy opened his mouth, Asai Yuge also had the idea of ​​talking to him, but because the text message in her hand came from her parents, she couldn't easily get away, so she was snatched by the other party.

As for the reason, it's quite simple: the boy who covered his left eye with bangs didn't seem to have any expression at all, but when she asked "Is there anyone?", he sensed her nervousness, so he replied At the same time, he also gave her a gentle smile.As a latecomer, there is no one to rely on in an environment called a school, and no one can be calm.However, the other party showed her kindness at this juncture, and a casual move was enough to make her feel at ease.

【It's great to be a good person at the same table】

Just when the text message in hand came to an end, the black-haired girl put away her mobile phone, just now she could look down at each other when she was standing and he was sitting, but now that everyone is in their seats, she has to raise her head to go straight. Looking at the boy's dark gray eyes──It can be seen that the tutor is good in such small details.

Since Himuro spoke in English, she responded quite naturally in the same language. "Yes, both parents. Are you too?"

Just as it is difficult for white people to recognize the subtle differences in the appearance of black people, it is also difficult for Europeans and Americans to easily identify which country an Asian is from from the outline.Of course, for Yuka Asai, who is Japanese, it is not difficult to recognize the breath of the other party's [similar].

"Yeah." Bingshi glanced at her, and to be honest, she didn't have the temperament of repelling people thousands of miles away.Probably because he is in a foreign land, and as a foreigner, things are rare and expensive. The ice room is surprisingly popular here. It is not uncommon for him to be approached by girls.

Since everyone is [the same kind], then this special feature will be eliminated.

Although the girl could not talk to him with a smile, there was nothing wrong with her tone.It seems that she is just an ordinary girl who is more familiar with her life──Of course, his first impression will be overturned soon. "I came here with my family when I was a child."

"So... I was born in Europe." She tied up her hair as she spoke, without the hair covering it, the outline of the girl was clearly shown, and the profile lines facing the morning light were so beautiful Like a stroke. "Because of my parents' professional relationship, I went to live in several countries, but I stayed in Los Angeles since the eighth grade. It may be because of this reason... Japanese is not as good as English."

It can also be heard from the accent.Ice Room's own English is good enough to communicate fluently with the locals, but not to the point where you would think you are an American if you close your eyes. "I haven't asked for the name yet. Himuro Tatsuya."

One last tug on the hair tie to make the braids tighter, the girl smiled as she reached out to Himuro, and said the next sentence in Japanese. "Asai Yuka. Please teach me more in the future."

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2015-1-5 first release

2015-1-7 revision