Days in Lihai

The first snow falls in Kanagawa, and the whole world is shrouded in a vast expanse of whiteness to really feel winter. This year’s snow is later than in the past, and the air is filled with a festive atmosphere in December.

Everyone happily discussed the exciting Christmas and New Year. I often heard classmates discussing holiday plans, some went skiing, some went to hot springs, and some went overseas. For example, the Nishimura family will bring She went back to her hometown in Hokkaido to attend a relative's wedding, and she also said that she would bring cakes from the White Chocolate Factory to Zhizi and Eguchi.

But Mito's father and Mito's mother continued to shirk that they would not come back. What is even more surprising is that Mito's mother found a job in a trading company run by her classmates.

My mother has changed a lot overseas. She used to put family care first. Although I heard from my aunt, my mother used to be successful in the workplace before she got married.

The parents talked about their absence in an apologetic tone, and specifically mentioned that the New Year gift was the latest mobile phone, hoping to make Zhizi happier.

Eguchi proposed a different Christmas, but Zhizi and Nishimura opposed it. Christmas is best with fried chicken, and it is the most Christmas atmosphere to go to KFC with strawberry cake.

Although there were a lot of people at KFC that day, even queuing up with friends became fun. "It's the same every year, nothing new," Eguchi said.

"Then what's your idea?"

"Why don't you just go to a social gathering, maybe you will meet a handsome guy and have a romantic love affair." Eguchi described it with a dreamy expression.

Zhizi punctured the illusion straight to the point: "It's not that Nishimura and I are nobody. A few days ago, Narita, who wasn't from Class F, came to confess to you?" As soon as Narita's name was mentioned, Eguchi covered his mouth anxiously, I also looked around with a guilty conscience, but fortunately no one cared.

Nishimura smiled softly beside him, looking like he was watching a good show, and Eguchi made a persistent proposal: "Let's wear cat ears on Christmas, super kawaii." According to Eguchi, they will become an invincible and lovely trio that day.

Just stepped into the class door on Christmas day, and the students greeted "MerryChristmas!", "Merry Christmas", such greetings, the class is full of Christmas atmosphere, someone brought a small Christmas tree, and hung some small decorations.

As soon as they got to their seats, Eguchi and Nishimura came over.

Eguchi praised: "Nishimura's lips are full of vitality today."

Nishimura praised: "Eguchi's eyebrows are done well."

"I followed the video to practice eyebrow trimming repeatedly, and the lipstick was also newly bought by my sister."

Nishimura added: "Zhizi's scarf also has a Christmas atmosphere."

The strict Chinese teacher stepped into the classroom, and the students quickly returned to their seats. Under the leadership of the monitor, everyone wished the teacher a Merry Christmas, and did not let the teacher's expression loosen.

"Students, please open the book to page 97." The class is still going on step by step.

In the second class, the math teacher conducted a small test directly, and mentioned the deviation value of the previous test before the test, in order to attract the attention of the students.

It was not until the English teacher walked in dressed as Santa Claus and distributed small gifts to everyone that there was a more real Christmas atmosphere, and the English class was lively and happy.

During the lunch break, Zhizi was chatting about Maoer with Xicun and the others. The teacher asked the class monitor to call her to the office. It turned out that she was taking pictures of the school uniform as a student representative, which would be printed on the enrollment brochure.

Lihai's famous tennis club is a gimmick for recruiting students every year. Naturally, the main candidates are all filmed, but the school's senior management thinks that other content should be filmed after seeing it.

The photographer was in a hurry and only had time to spare today, which happened to be Christmas. Zhizi was on the way to thank the teacher for his trust, and he was a little nervous. Although he also participated in the shooting and was praised by the photographer for his good shots, he represented the school after all. Wearing the school uniform, I am really afraid that I am not doing well enough.

At the shooting scene, she met Mori Kosaburo, they were partners, and the photographer's intention was to render the daily life of boys and girls meeting and getting along in school, and wanted to capture the beauty of hazy emotions.

Zhizi complained in his heart how the school’s publicity strategy went so wrong. If you want to promote anything, you can find someone you like when you come to Lihai. The newly appointed young school manager is unreliable.

After filming the scenes of going to school side by side on the seashore road, waiting at the school gate, doing experiments in the science laboratory, playing badminton in the sports field, and the school honor room, in the auditorium, etc., I am already exhausted. I tried my best, but fortunately, I have already sent messages to Xicun and Jiangkou on the way, telling them not to wait for me.

Following the photographer's concluding words: "Thanks for your hard work everyone, Merry Christmas!" Zhizi couldn't wait to return to the school building to get her schoolbag. Homework is not important, but wallets and keys are.

The photography assistant stopped Zhizi and handed her a pair of cat ears, "Hey, how can a girl with cat ears lose her cat ears?"

It turned out that I was called out by the teacher in a hurry, and I forgot to take off the cat ears I tried on. Fortunately, the photographer assistant helped me put them away when I put on makeup.

It was getting late, and the teaching building was empty. Thinking of the dark corridors, she was a little scared.Together with Mori Kosaburo, she turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone. His schoolbag was on the third floor, one floor higher than Zhizi.

Even if there is someone to accompany them, the decorations hanging in some classes at Christmas look like ghosts with grinning mouths and faces that cannot be seen in the dark. In the empty corridor, there are only two people's footsteps and echoes.

Zhizi remembered the top ten horror stories about Lihai that he heard when he first entered school, and shrank into a ball.

Mao Li lowered his voice and approached her: "We seem to have just passed this staircase." Zhi Zi was startled, and he tightened his sleeves.

He continued: "This is like Tianshen Elementary School." He even plucked the cat ears on Zhizi's head viciously, which made Zhizi scream and beat his arm hard.

"You are so strong, it hurts." Maori complained.

"Deserving it."

"Don't pull my sleeve if you can."

Zhizi deliberately pulled his sleeves tighter. After the quarrel, the tension eased. Instead, he had to beware of this guy's pranks. I heard that he and Nioh Masaharu were doubles partners, so he probably won't be infected by him to like pranks.

Both Zhizi and Mouri's classroom doors were firmly locked, leaving no gaps, their stomachs were empty, and Nishimura and the others had already returned home, with nowhere to go.

Mori Kosaburo was not much better, his father went on a blind date when he was older, his older brother was in friendship when he was older, and his older sister was in love when he was older, leaving only the poor one.

The two people who were in the same situation searched their pockets for a long time to scrape together the money for ramen. The pockets were cleaner than their faces. They walked into a ramen shop nearby. The shop was full of uncles who had just left work, and there were no young people like them at all.

The strange eyes of the middle-aged man followed him everywhere, making people very uncomfortable. Mao Li put his hands on her waist and tried to pull her closer to him, like a young couple, preventing her from being exposed to the eyes of those weird middle-aged men. Down.

I really regret it. If I knew it earlier, I would go to a convenience store and buy some food to make do with it. Why would I go to a ramen shop just to eat some hot food? Fortunately, the taste of the tonkotsu ramen served was enough to soothe my discomfort just now.

When I walked out of the store, I realized that snowflakes were falling along the way.

"The weather forecast is really accurate, and there will be snow in the forecast." Mao Li said.

"Yeah, Christmas and snow go well together." Zhizi added in her heart, because with you, whether it's Christmas or snow, it's extra special.

Zhizi thought that Maori would continue to talk about the weather. Some people said that the weather was the safest, and it was true. They talked about walking along the coast of Shonan in winter to see Mount Fuji.

Maori suddenly took out a nougat from his pocket, and he spread his hand, the ordinary candy in the yellow package was shining brightly in his hand.

"Mito-senpai, a Christmas gift." Zhizi took the candy, peeled off the package and put it in his mouth. It turned out to be a durian flavor, which was so disgusting and sticky to the teeth.

"Christmas presents are meant to be exchanged, my Christmas present?"

Zhizi was a little embarrassed to be asked about the Christmas gift in such a blatant manner, and it was too late to spit it out and give it back to him. Now that she is poor and poor, Mao Li teased her half-truly: "It seems that the school girl doesn't care about me."

Zhizi retorted aggrievedly: "That's not the case. The senior has always been special in my heart, so special that I don't know what to do. I want to see the senior every day, but when I get along with the senior, I feel at a loss. Senior, I like you." The last sentence The words were almost shouted, and finally came out.

There was a moment of silence, only snowflakes fell on the hair of the two of them, and Zhizi remembered a sentence from before that the two walking side by side in snowy weather would turn their heads white if they were not careful.

Zhizi heard Mori Kosaburo say: "Mito-senpai, I am very troubled by what you say."

Being politely rejected, his heart was so cold, Zhizi pulled away slightly calmly, and changed the subject with a forced smile: "Then senior, Merry Christmas!"

"Well, Merry Christmas! Thank you." Mori Kosaburo bowed seriously.

Zhizi looked up at the sky, the orange sky, the dim street lights, and the white snowflakes. He couldn't let him see the tears in his eyes. He felt so sad. The Christmas carols played in the surrounding shops that were still open did not fit the scene at all.

Mori Kosaburo thoughtfully sent her to the Japanese confectionery shop where Yanghei worked part-time. Tonight, the dim sum was on sale, and Yanghei had to work until late.

Yohei walked out of the store, saw Zhizi standing stupidly at the door, and asked Zhizi, "Such a big person doesn't know how to wait in the store, so hurry up and follow."

"I'm looking at the snow, it will melt early tomorrow morning." Zhizi replied.

"You, you still like snow as much as you did when you were a child." Said Yanghei and handed the glove to Zhizi, which was a Christmas gift from the girl who worked together, and it was very warm.

During the New Year, my aunt invited the siblings to her home. My aunt’s home is in Tokyo, very close to Shibuya.

It was already the 29th when Zhizi and Yanghei came to the door with the gift ordered by their mother. They let their aunt call "Zhizi and Yanghei have lost weight" and made them all kinds of delicious food to feed the two brothers and sisters.

Zhizi helped his aunt with the final clean-up, while Yohei and his uncle decorated the pine trees, broken arrows and straw handles. The uncle said: "The high-rise apartment is small, how can there be a place to put it?"

My aunt replied without hesitation: "It's not like the New Year without door pine and grass handles."

On New Year's Eve, my cousin who was studying in middle school was impatient to listen to them chatting at the dinner table, and also rejected everyone's proposal to play poker together, hiding in the house to play games, and Yang Ping followed closely behind.

My uncle is watching the Red and White Song Concert in front of the TV. He likes Miss Quanshui, and she is featured in the promotional video.Zhizi sat at the dining table with his aunt and listened to his cousin's bitterness. He is currently working in Chiba and has been a social animal for less than a year. He said that after the typhoon, the frenzied company sent a message to decide whether to go to work by himself, forcing professionals to brave the wind. In the rain, I went to the tram station to queue up to get the certificate of delay.

The aunt sighed while listening, feeling sorry for her son, and persuaded her cousin to go back to work in Tokyo, after all typhoons and earthquakes are frequent in Chiba.

After helping my aunt to clean up the dinner table, my aunt urged the young people to go out.

A few people crowded into the carnival crowd, and there were excited people everywhere, which was completely different from the bustling but orderly place here during the day, and there were also many men and women from foreign countries.

My cousin wanted to go to a better place ahead and wait for the countdown. His nimble and thin body slipped into the crowd like a small fish. Yanghei chased after him, and Zhizi and his cousin also followed. , but there are too many people to find, and no one answers the phone because of the noisy voice.

My cousin was having a video call with his girlfriend, and he didn't care about her at all, and even fed her a lot of dog food. It was obvious that she saw the immortal way, because she was so tall that she stood out even in a crowded crowd.

Xiandao obviously saw her too, Zhizi waved his hand and greeted her, but unexpectedly Xiandao came to her side against the crowd, feeling like there are tens of thousands of people coming to her.

Before they had time to speak, they were interrupted by the sound of people around them counting down. Everyone stared at the big screen in unison, or held up their mobile phones to take pictures of the big screen. When the electronic timer reached 0, cheers erupted from all around. Happy New Year" one after another.

I really didn't expect that the first person I saw in the new year would be Xiandao, so I politely declined Xiandao's invitation to go to the shrine to pray for lucky bags together. It would take a whole night in line, and she really didn't want to be shivering in the cold winter night.