beautiful him

After entering the third grade, Hirao, Kiyoi, and Shirota were assigned to different classes.

Kiyoi and Shirota are also divided into different classes. After school, Hirao often sees Kiyoi going back with his new friends.Pingliang was alone as always, he was always like this, so it can be regarded as nothing changed.

The last year of high school started in a calm and peaceful way, Hirao is still very satisfied, but he still wants to go back to the second grade, back to the time when he could see Kiyoi just by going to school.

Of course, Qingju would not text or call Pingliang.And Pingliang would not dare to contact Qingju even if he died.Hirara's class and Kiyoi's class are located at both ends of the corridor, and the chances of encountering them in the corridor are extremely low.

It is no longer possible for two people to meet alone again.Seeing the stupid couple in the tram, Hirao once again cursed these guys to explode quickly.

On the Wednesday of the last week of April, when Hirao came across Kiyoi on the stairs after school, he felt Kiyoi's gaze, and Hirao was as if he had been summoned by heaven.Kiyoi put the shoes in his hand back into the shoe box, and Hirao followed Kiyoi to the music teacher as if in a dream.

Only saw it once in April.I only saw it once in May.In June, when Kiyoi wanted to give Hirara a look, a girl from the same grade happened to pass by, but it didn't work out, so the summer vacation came.

— When will we see you next time?

—Will we never see each other again?

Troubled by undue expectations and melancholy, amidst the loud chirping of cicadas, Hirao ran between home and cram school.Hirao plans to go to university in Tokyo.It is also relatively close to home, and life will not change much.

Thinking that he might be able to see Kiyoi, Hirao once again went to the fireworks festival that was called to occupy the place last year, but it turned out to be nothing.Later last year, I was arranged to go to a restaurant to occupy a seat, but I couldn't see it as fireworks, and I finally saw it this year.Huge fireworks blooming in the night sky.But Hirashi remained indifferent, just strongly felt that Kiyoi was not here, and prayed that the summer vacation would end soon.

Finally, when the summer vacation was over, something happened in school.

"Hey, have you seen the one in Qingju?"

"Look! It's really amazing—"

Could it be that he was slandered on the Internet again? Pingliang picked up the imaginary machine gun after a long time, but he was wrong.What the girls said was that Kiyoi was a model and was published in a magazine for women. After school, Hirara rushed to the bookstore.

Unable to wait to go back, Hirao opened the magazine in the store, and it was indeed Qingju.In the special titled [Clothes for Holiday Dating], Kiyoi appeared as a date.

This magazine is not the organizer of the talent contest, and after all, Qingju did not enter the top three, so why did Qingju appear in the magazine?Pingliang felt incredible.However, Pingliang heard rumors from everyone that there was an entertainment agency in the competition that took a fancy to Qingju, so Qingju is now an artist under that agency.Hirao checked the firm's website, and there were pictures of Qingju in the photos of its artists, and there were many famous actors and entertainers under this firm.

- I wanted to be on TV when I was a kid.

——Because it looks very happy.There were so many people and everyone was smiling.

At that time, Qingju had already taken steps in the direction he wanted to move forward.Will Qingju become an artist just like that?Now it is so far away, if it becomes like that, he will really be a person on the cloud, and thinking of his muddleheaded last time in high school, Hirao feels a little ashamed.

With Qingju getting more and more exposure in magazines, the previously subdued slander on the Internet started again.However, the new first-year girls built Qingju's fanclub, and the third-year girls also started it in order to compete with it. Compared with before, Qingju was more like an idol, causing more riots.

Occasionally, when we met in the corridor, Kiyoi was surrounded by a large group of people as before, and he couldn't even take a look at Hirara.There was no more time for secret meetings between them.

Although feel very lonely.

But that's how it should be.

Qingju is more suitable to smile coldly in the center of the crowd than to talk to a guy at the bottom like himself.In the deserted music classroom and after-school classroom, the time spent alone with Kiyoi seemed to be his own delusion, Hirara pressed the corners of his lips anxiously.

The lips still remembered the temperature of Qingju's hand.Perfectly shaped nails for slender fingers.It is precisely because it is a time like a dream that it is so clearly imprinted deep in my heart.

--nausea.

The well-shaped thin lips smiled as if looking down on the other party.Whenever he passed by Kiyoi who was surrounded by crowds, Hirao would bite his lips and recall the Kiyoi that only he knew.

The day of the graduation ceremony was very cold, and it had been snowing since the morning.

Originally, I thought that Kiyoju would definitely enter the entertainment world, but I didn't expect him to be admitted to a university in Tokyo.It is not necessary to decide on the future when you are a teenager. It would be better if you can balance your acting career and studies. It seems that it is because of the guidance of the teacher.

During the boring graduation ceremony, Hirao kept staring at Kiyoju's small head in the distance.

Thinking that today is the last day, he can't waste a second.

After the graduation ceremony, Hirashi asked his parents to go back first on the pretext that there was a class reunion.Although this is not a lie, Taira will not attend class reunions.What's the point of a guy on the bottom going to a party like this.

Qingju was surrounded by a lot of girls.Many girls in the first grade even cried, and Qingju didn't say any words of comfort, but just dealt with it calmly, which was very in line with Qingju's usual style.

Hirara wrote his name in the class's guest book, and he didn't talk to anyone after that, just watched Kiyoi from a little distance away.

After dealing with all the girls, Qingju rejected everyone's invitation to play together, and walked away alone.Facing the girl who had been chasing after him endlessly, Qingju just said "I'm so bored" before turning around and leaving.At that moment, Hirao felt that Kiyoi looked at him.

Passing through the school gate, Kiyoi walked to the back of the empty school building, and walked to the emergency exit in the shadow, Kiyoi finally turned his head to look at Hirara.

"stalker"

Looking at Kiyoi with a cold smile like this, Hirao was filled with indescribable emotions.It had been a long time since I had been alone with Qingju face to face, and Hirao thought that he would never have such an opportunity again.

"sorry"

"never mind"

And so the conversation ended.The self who is not good at words, and the Qingju who is not emotional.Even if such two people meet, they have nothing to talk about, and the conversation is always intermittent like raindrops.

But this is already very satisfying.There is no need for too many lively conversations, as long as Kiyoju's brown hair, slender neck, and fingers become thinner as they reach the fingertips, as long as they are all included in the lens and imprinted in the pupils, I will already feel very happy .

At this moment, Pingliang felt very anxious.

Knowing that this would be the last time the two of them met, Hirao always felt compelled to say something.

Thinking that this was the last time we met, Hirao didn't know what to say.

"Qingju—"

"you--"

The two spoke at the same time.

"Sorry, what do you want to say?"

In order not to miss every word Kiyoi said, Hirao leaned forward slightly and asked.

"What... I said you"

"Um"

"Don't you have anything to tell me?"

Hirao blinked.to say?to say?Suddenly, Pingliang became anxious.Just when Hirara was desperately thinking about what to say, Kiyoi turned his back.

"okay"

Qingju's side face looked a little angry.Ah, what should I say?

Hirao couldn't help blaming himself, when Kiyoi looked at him.Then take a step.The second step stepped on the small puddle at the foot, and the last distance of the third step disappeared.

His own lips were suddenly covered by the opponent, Hirara even forgot to close his eyes.

It was only a moment when their lips touched, and Qingju immediately backed away.

"Qingju?"

Hirao stared at him with wide eyes.

"Then, goodbye"

Leaving these words, Qingju immediately turned around and left.

Hirara just stood there blankly, watching Kiyoi's back as he left.

White summer school uniform.Dark blue winter school uniform.Among the crowd wearing the same school uniform, Hirao could find each other at a glance.Didn't miss it once.When Kiyoi turned the corner of the school building and was completely out of sight, Hirara fell to his knees as if his whole body was exhausted, his upper body leaned forward and fell down.

The hand on the ground dipped into the puddle and made a sound.

This is the puddle that Qingju stepped on just now.

This is the puddle where Qingju's figure was reflected just now.

Ping Liang bent down, his forehead and bangs were soaked in the muddy water.

Feeling the chill of the March rain.

——Then, goodbye.

Simple farewell words.pain.Very painful.It's like holding a sharp blade with your bare hands.But this is what Qingju confided, so he must not let it go.Be it flowers, poisons, or blades, as long as they are bestowed by Qingju, he will hug them tightly.

There was a short hoarse sound deep in the throat, and the body couldn't help shaking, and the phone fell from the pocket into the puddle.Ah, you have to pick it up.will break.

But he didn't have the strength to pick it up.

Because he will never see Qingju again.

What happened to the mobile phone, the whole world just collapsed like this.