[Natsume] When the sun shines

I'm late again, without hesitation.

Maybe it's the legendary flashback, I feel that my body is no longer so weak, and I no longer feel tired and gasping for breath just after taking a few steps, but this does not mean that I can walk like flying. Come into the classroom.

After all, when I was still in a daze on the small road, the class bell had already rang.

I figured I'd sneak in the back door...but—

"Qin Mu, stop."

The old-fashioned English teacher pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose. Under the sun, the lenses reflected sharp light, "Don't enter the classroom, come to my office after class."

"..." It's an unlucky time, and I actually met her.

This English teacher is represented by being rigid and strict, even more extinct than Miejue Shitai... Teacher.

Every time I meet her late, I can't avoid being beaten.The first class in the morning is more likely to be English class, so I always get knocked.

Afterwards, I got used to it and felt nothing.

It was nothing more than copying more than a dozen pages of English words or something. Those distorted letters are more magical than ghost symbols in my eyes... But thanks to her, under such "education", I am one hundred and two The English test paper finally broke through the painful record of [-] points.

This is simply an unspeakable injury.

I stood outside the classroom door, feeling the morning breeze blowing from the distant sky, Xiao Hei was on my shoulder, a little lazy.

I thought about it, and took out the candy Natsume gave me from my pocket.

The transparent wrapping paper reflected colorful light in the sun. I stared at the sugar inside and swallowed silently.

...Eat it, it looks delicious.

It's better not to eat it, this is candy from Natsume... It's the first time Natsume gave me candy.

"Xiao Hei, do you think I should eat it or not?"

I was a little confused, and then I asked Xiao Hei for advice.

Xiao Hei was silent for a while, and then looked at me like an idiot, "This kind of problem is too stupid, you should solve it yourself."

"..."

I pursed my lips, feeling that my mood was inexplicably beginning to be a little bitter.

Looking up at the sky, he murmured, like mocking himself, "Yeah, really stupid."

The candy on the fingertips was squeezed into the palm of the hand, tightly, and it hurt a little, "...But no matter how stupid the question is, it still needs an answer."

The sky is that kind of pure blue, today is a good weather, winter has not affected the clarity of the sky, I slowly stretched out my palm, the candy is in the palm, the transparent candy wrapper refracts the light of seven colors, it is very gentle .

"Then eat it." I peeled off the sugar and put it in my mouth. The taste of sugar melted sour and sweet, intoxicating my taste buds, I squinted my eyes enjoying it, "Life is short, you should enjoy yourself in time." ah."

I am sorry.

Even if I only have three days to live, I still want to use these three days to make a good love.It's too vulgar to let go just because of death.

If you like someone, you should be brave enough to chase after him.

but……

"Natsume..." I felt that the sunshine today seemed a bit dazzling, and I couldn't help crying, "...I'm sorry."

I'm sorry for making you fall in love with me accidentally.

What will you do if I go?

...Yes, will you forget me?

Will you like other girls?

so sad.

Just thinking about it makes me feel so sad.Sad to be about to die.

However, if my teenagers grieve for a long time because of my death, I will be sad too.

"The law of safety and security in life..."

For the first time, I felt that this poem is so appropriate, even though I don't even know where it comes from, what the previous sentence is, what the next sentence is.

But, very apt.

"It seems that no matter what you do, there is a dilemma."

The sweet candy seems to be starting to taste bitter, and I began to miss the boy's gentle eyebrows and clear voice again. I raised my eyes to look at the blue sky, and my eyes were a little blurry, "So, why don't you let me be self-willed..."

I don't want my teenager to like other girls.Even though I feel like I'm a bit unworthy of him.

I think he should be matched with a gentler and more understanding girl. She should have a tolerant heart, outstanding talent, erudite knowledge, and a beautiful and clean face...

My teenager should be worthy of the most beautiful things in this world.

But why, just thinking about it, makes me so sad that I can't breathe?

don't want to...

"With such a strong obsession, coupled with your hostility, be careful to become a ghost after you die." Xiao Hei's voice was very weak, "I'm not joking."

"..."

I pursed my lips and said nothing.

If you become a ghost and can guard the boy with peace of mind, even if you are silent, you can see him smiling in the sun, you will be happy.

"I advise you not to think that the love between man and ghost is over. You just want to become a ghost so that you can stay by his side for the rest of your life. Other people have some possibilities, but you are free." Xiao Heihao He exposed my scars mercilessly, "Your hostility will definitely turn you into a life-threatening ghost, there is no doubt about that."

I know.

Moreover, my Natsume can see monsters.

"I don't want to..." I heard my low voice, feeling like crying.

I don't want to become a ghost, I don't want to die, and I don't want to live forever.

I just want to be with my teenager and grow old slowly.

I don't know if I was immersed in my own thoughts and didn't pay attention to the passage of time. Soon, the bell rang for the end of class. Miejue Shitai came out of the classroom, holding the English book, and pushed his glasses, "Qin Mu, come with me Come to the office."

The office is well decorated, the tiled floor has been wiped clean, and people can be seen. Miejue Shitai is obviously an old-fashioned person. Her desk is very clean, with only a computer and a flower pot planted with asparagus.

That asparagus bamboo grows gratifyingly and is very beautiful.

"You're late again, can you explain why?"

Miejue Shitai looked at me, her glasses were too reflective, so I couldn't see the expression in her eyes.

After a while, I choked out a sentence, "... I got up late."

A poor excuse.

"From the beginning to the present, you have been late to class five days a week, on average, five times. The excuse for four times is that you didn't sleep well at night and got up late. The fifth time you were late was because you forgot that today is Friday—Qin Mu, you Do you really want to go to school?"

The English teacher has always been a very serious person.

I lowered my head, my schoolbag was still on my shoulders, and there was some plaster on my sneakers, which obviously didn't look good on the clean tile floor.Miejue Shitai's question is quite correct... I really had no intention of going to school before.

From the time I was born until I met Hayakawa, I never went to school.

It is not without envy for children who go to school.

I envy them that they have their own parents, that they have good classmates, that they can grow up happily and carefree like ordinary people.

But that was just before.

After meeting Hayakawa-ryu, that kind of rebellion began to grow silently. I hate books I can't understand, teachers who babble on the podium, and the boredom of lying on the table all day long, and I hate exams. The strange eyes that others look at me after being the bottom one in the whole grade...

But in the end, it was my own fault.

In terms of learning, whether I admit it or not, I justify it or not, but I have never worked hard in my studies. This is an iron-clad fact.

But it's too late to say anything now.

#On the possibility of becoming a master in three days#

No...it should be, #论论定改变成研究权一个学术可能#.

It is even more impossible than the reversal of the South Pole and the North Pole.

"... Forget it, I don't know what to say to you for a while." Miejue Shitai looked at my expression, as if she was tired, she pinched the center of her eyebrows a little tiredly, and then threw me a note, " as usual."

The words and texts I want to copy are written on the note.

fifty times.

What's the same? It used to be more than ten times, twenty times, thirty times... It's getting more and more brutal.

When I returned to the classroom, there was no class yet, and the classroom was crowded with many people. Duoguitou saw me coming back, her eyes lit up slightly, and she leaned over, "The teacher didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

I touched the note in my pocket, the paper was soft and felt good to the touch... I smiled at her, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

But isn't it just getting used to it?

I am used to being late, and I am used to others looking at me with disappointed eyes.

"Oh, by the way, your poetry collection." I opened my schoolbag and took out the "Flying Bird Collection" from inside. Although I just flipped through a few pages casually, I couldn't understand the inexplicable sentences in it, but I just think it's beautiful.

I can't understand the profound connotation in it, but I just feel that some of the things he described, which seem to be very casual, are written in round and beautiful...and written in English that I can't understand, plus Japanese translation , I feel very beautiful.

Well that's right.

"Have you finished watching?" She asked me, her orange hair was limp and cute.

"Well, it's over, it's very good." My liar's face didn't change.

"I also like this collection of poems very much. I feel that everything written is very beautiful." The girl smiled and rolled her eyes, as if she had found the same kind. "Would you like to have lunch together at noon?"

"Ah, sorry, I have an appointment at noon."

Thinking of the boy's clear eyes and the kiss this morning, I felt my face start to burn again in an instant.

Duoguitou looked at my expression, and immediately looked like "I understand", smiled and pushed my shoulder, "Good girl, forget your friends when you see sex."

"... Hehe." I laughed dryly.

See color forget friends.

We... are, friends.

The class bell rang soon, and everyone returned to their seats to start a new day.

The mathematics class was as incomprehensible as always, but even to my own surprise, I actually started to listen.

...Because every time I want to turn my eyes away, I somehow think of Hayakawa Ruu's soft eyebrows.

It makes me feel that listening less is a kind of guilt that even I cannot forgive.

"Next, you can solve this problem by yourself."

The math teacher on the stage finished explaining the sample questions that I didn't understand at all, and then put out a similar question type for us to do it again.

Silently looking at the things on the blackboard that are more complicated than ghost symbols, I copied it on the soft exercise book, holding the ballpoint pen in my hand, looking at the question naturally, and then...began to be in a daze.

In fact, sitting here blankly, even Xiao Hei felt that I was wasting my life.

But, I don't think so.

I think that's fine.

It feels good to be in the same school as the boy I like.

Now...he should be studying too, right?

It must be very serious, not half-assed like me.

I sighed slightly, turned my head and looked out of the window habitually, but my hand shook, the ballpoint pen fell from my hand on the table, and then rolled off the table with a "gurgling".

Outside the window, a boy with blue hair hugged his shoulders and floated outside the window like a ghost. His well-fitting school uniform lined up his fair and beautiful face, and his beautiful long and narrow eyes curved into enchanting arcs. He looked at me with a smile, " Ah Mu is getting more and more serious."

"..."

I think my life span of only three days was almost not shrunk by him.

Although it's not like I didn't open the window in the middle of the night and some bloody female ghost was watching me at the window...

I'm not afraid because I'm used to it.

But this guy who makes me have nightmares every two days is really excluded.

Because I think seeing him is a weird nightmare for me.

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_, actually I like Mizuki Haruka's eyes the most.

☆、Anxin X Grasshopper