My front table is Echizen Ryoma

There is a saying called extreme joy begets sorrow.

Keiko Kitakami would often babble about this sentence.

"Life is impermanent, extreme sorrow begets joy, and extreme joy begets sorrow, Yuki, you must keep this in mind!"

Kitakami Yuki, who knew that her mother's national language was a problem, automatically ignored this sentence and never took it to heart.

Now, her mathematics club is full of people, and there are too many new members to take care of, and she has let Ito act as the sole agent, and sit back and reap the benefits leisurely behind the scenes.Sitting in the air-conditioned room every day, eating desserts and reading books, it's so relaxing.

On the other hand, beside her are three good friends, Fujiwara, Ryuzaki, and Kosakata, Takeshi Momoshiro, a good sister or brother, Kikumaru Eiji, a bosom friend who can sacrifice her life for food, and who can often give food to others. Mr. Akiyama who gives advice but is always unreliable.

Of course, there is another person who is the most important to her at present.

Echizen Ryoma.

Just chanting his name, Kitakami couldn't help but laugh.

"I always feel that Echizen likes me a little bit!"

Kitakami Yuki always thinks this way when she is in a daze alone, but maybe this is not an illusion. Echizen has indeed treated her a lot better recently. He no longer helped Momoshiro senior to mock and bully her. On the contrary, he helped her a few times. she talks.

"Hey, Senior A Tao, you're going too far."

Immediately after these words, Momoshiro Takeshi stared at Echizen Ryoma in disbelief. "Echizen, have you been taken to Mars to reshape your personality? Is this what you said?!"

Then Kitakami Yuki looked at him gratefully, his eyes unblinking, as if his eyelashes fluttered and tears would fall.

But as Fujiwara said, she seldom cries, and because of her own strange brain circuit, just imagining the reason for crying can give her a headache for a long time.

Such a "happy" life lasted for dozens of days, and finally one day, "sorrow" quietly revealed a corner.

That day, Kitakami Yuki was holding a bag of ponta, ready to treat everyone to drink, and the grape-flavored one was on top, because...it was for Echizen.

She walked to the door of the classroom, and when she was about to go in, she heard the conversation between Fujiwara and Echizen.

"Mr. Longma, I heard that you are going to America?"

"Ah."

"Does Xiaoyu know about this?"

Echizen casually replied: "Why did you tell her?"

In the next second, the bag slipped from his hand, and cans of ponta rolled around.

Echizen looked over in response, his amber pupils suddenly enlarged when he caught a glimpse of the person at the door.

"Northern..." His throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't say anything.

She lowered her head and her voice was very soft. "I... hate Echizen-san the most."

This was the first time she said she hated him, and it was hard for him to pretend not to hear.

Kitakami Yuki fell into a downturn.

She also didn't know which was more sad for her, Echizen was leaving Japan or Echizen was hiding it from her.

Fujiwara said, the day after tomorrow, Echizen will be leaving.

In other words, tomorrow... is the last day they will meet.

Should she take a good look at him?

Maybe, after tomorrow, we will never see each other again.

That night, Kitakami Yuki suffered from insomnia. She curled up under the quilt, thinking about Echizen Ryoma's appearance over and over again in her mind.The strange thing is that she couldn't remember Echizen's handsome appearance on the field at this time, and all she could think of were trivial fragments that were insignificant to others.

Thinking of the way Echizen frowned slightly when he was displeased, the way Echizen scolded her stupid in a low voice, the way Echizen patiently taught her how to play video games while calling her stupid, and the way Echizen saw her eat his own cake Yeah, the way I sighed helplessly...

In my memory, the part that overlaps the most is the back view that she saw with her chin resting in the seat behind him.

No one knows, for Kitakami Yuki, just looking at someone's back is enough to make her happy for a long time.

The next day, when the first ray of sunlight scattered on her face through the window, she opened her eyes dimly.

She couldn't remember when she fell asleep, and the pillow was wet. At first, she suspected it was saliva, and then measured the seat with a ruler, but she felt that it should come from the upper part.

So... is it snot?No, not like.

Oh, it's tears.

Beishang quietly walked to the locker, looked in the mirror, the tears were still on his face.

Realizing that she was crying, she immediately remembered the strange agreement with Fujiwara, but she was not in the mood to take a picture of herself now and send it to Fujiwara.

Kitakami Yuki suddenly understood the meaning of what Fujiwara said "you don't feel like this when you cry".

Is it more than this mood?

There are so many things she doesn't want to do now.

At breakfast, she took a few quick bites of bread and went to school.

Dragging her sad and hungry body, she went north into the classroom, walking slowly to her seat like a walking dead.

Beishang secretly glanced at the seat in front of him out of the corner of his eye, and it was empty.

Could it be that he is leaving today? She was thinking about this when the owner of the seat walked in. She quickly lowered her head and pretended to be indifferent.

The person at the front desk stared at her seriously for a while, then put something on her desk, and pushed it in her direction. After doing all this, he turned around.

Beishang didn't raise his head during this process, until he felt his eyes closed and turned around, then he hurriedly raised his eyes to glance at the things on the table.

It's milk.

And it's her favorite brand.

How would he know that she likes this brand of milk?

No, she can't drink, otherwise, he must think that he has forgiven him!No, she hates Echizen Ryoma the most... yes, she hates it the most.

The words against her will plunged her into deeper pain, and she was about to cry, but at this moment, her stomach let out an inappropriate cry.

"Gollum—"

It was surprisingly loud.

The front table seemed to laugh, did you laugh?She didn't catch it either.

After a while, the front desk who brought the milk pushed another piece of bread over.

Ha, it's chow mein bread!her favorite

She couldn't bear it any longer.

"Hey," the front desk said at this moment, "Didn't you have breakfast?"

He is concerned about whether he has had breakfast!

Should she talk to him?

She glanced at the yakisoba bread, then at the milk, and then carefully and quickly raised her head to look at him. On one side was the super powerful combination of yakisoba bread + milk + Echizen Ryoma, and on the other side was herself. Such a multiple-choice question with clear results , but it made her hesitate for a long time.

After a long while, this girl, who regards milk and fried noodles as her life, for the first time strengthened her determination before eating, and decided to continue this cold war.

She pushed back the milk and yakisoba bread to Echizen Ryoma, and said, "Give it up, I said I hate you, but I will always hate you!"

The other party was silent for a while, but didn't say anything, took the bread and milk, and ate it in front of her.

She clearly remembered that he hated milk very much, and he didn't have any special hobbies for fried noodles and bread.

He, is he trying to seduce her on purpose!

Oops, my stomach growled even worse.

The cold war continued, until after school, she didn't pay attention to him once, and after the milk and bread were rejected, Echizen didn't seem to want to talk to her anymore.

On the way home, Kitakami kept muttering: "I really regret it. I should have eaten the bread. It's not too late to have a cold war after eating. I really starved to death in the morning. After I die, my parents and Fujiwara Will it be super sad, will Echizen be sad? Hey, I don’t care what that guy thinks! I should drink the milk too, I can’t let that guy drink too much milk, and he will grow much taller than me in the future, then, In that case, he will definitely come to me on purpose and mock me! But, in the future, will we really see each other..."

Fujiwara was listening to her thoughts, yawning unceasingly, and suddenly felt the voice around her getting softer, and she realized the content of the last sentence in her words.

Fujiwara stopped. "Xiaoyu, it seems that you regret it?"

"Ah."

"You two are so naive, what kind of cold war are you playing. Do you regret it now?...Oh no, wait, this is the way of normal people's thinking. I have to think in the way you think. Oh, are you Regret not eating bread and milk? Poor Echizen Ryoma."

Kitakami shook his head, and replied seriously: "Bread and milk are not important, what is important is Echizen-san."

Fujiwara almost suspected that he had auditory hallucinations.

"Uh, can you say that again?"

"I can't go on," Kitakami said, "I'm going to apologize to him."

Kitakami said this, waved at Fujiwara, and ran away.

Echizen Ryoma was preparing his luggage, but was inexplicably interrupted by a hurried doorbell. For some reason, he suddenly recalled the voice of Kitakami Yuki who followed him and called him "Echizen Yuezen".It was annoying at the time, but now that I think about it...it's not so bad.

I really don't want to have a cold war with her.

He opened the door and was surprised to find that standing outside the door was Kitakami Yuki.

"More, more forward." She glanced at him quickly, licked her lips two or three times, as if she was struggling to consider every word she uttered.

He looked at her silently, hesitating between speaking actively and waiting patiently for her to speak.

It was only about a minute later, but he felt that he had gone through a long and difficult time. At this moment, she finally had something to see, and she stuffed a photo into the palm of her hand.

"This is my photo. I don't like taking pictures very much. This is the one I found after searching for a long time. I hope Echizen students don't dislike it. Can you hang it on the bedside? You will think of me when you see it ,... Well, forget it, you definitely don’t want to see my face every day, so, put it where you like, don’t throw it away, okay? Just take it out and look at it when you miss me Look, it’s fine if you don’t take it out for the rest of your life. Is that okay?”

Echizen didn't reply right away, but clutched the photo, wondering, when did she become so unconfident?Shouldn't she be the kind of person who opens her mouth and says "I'm so cute, you must find a frame to frame this photo"?Then, he would definitely complain, "Do you want to pray before eating every day after you frame it?" She must be stupid, unable to understand his words, not knowing that he was cursing her to die.

At this moment, she took back her usual excessive self-confidence, so serious, so uneasy, and careful in every word, she was expressing that she was not willing to let him go.

Echizen had mixed feelings in his heart for a moment, he clenched his fists, and suddenly made a decision, he said to her: "Kitakami, wait for me."

Turning around, he ran upstairs in a hurry, and soon, he came back with a photo in his hand, but it was not the one Bei Shang gave him.

He handed her the picture,

"Photo exchange," he said.

On the next day, on the plane, Echizen Ryoma recalled yesterday's photo exchange again, and was so depressed that he was foolishly crying.

It's not like he won't come back (didn't she know?), why did it feel like a farewell yesterday?

At the same time, Kitakami Yuki stared at a drawer of identical photos of Echizen Ryoma's sleeping face, and sighed deeply.

"Hey, your missing brother is back."

After she finished speaking, she put the photo that Echizen gave her into it.

The author has something to say:

Because I was admitted to university, my mother insisted on visiting relatives. Relatives were in other places, and they traveled thousands of miles. There was no wifi, no computer, and tears would fall!

Today at my aunt's house, my aunt's house has a computer, unfortunately my cousin wants to play, I didn't take over until 12 o'clock in the evening...

I have been writing until now, and I have added a chapter.

QAQ used to be able to revise after writing, but today I really don’t have time.

I guess I won't be able to use the computer for a few days.

After returning home, I may rest at home for a day, and then I will report to the university on the 30th.

After the report, I may buy a laptop and put it in the dormitory. After I buy it, it will probably be updated normally.

Anyway, I probably won't update from today until the end of the month.

I’m not here to ask for forgiveness, just to tell you that I’m not dead QAQ

I won't cheat! ORZ