[SD] Go to college, Shou Mitsui!

Brother, I like it very much...

Because Brother Mitsui is a real man!

But I lied to you so much, I'm so sorry...

You send me home every day, but in fact, that house is not my home, I live in the hospital.

On the night of helping you with tutoring on the first day, I was afraid that you would know about it.After I ran out, I hid in the corner of the corridor and watched you chase me out.

I don't want to be sympathized by you, even though I don't have a home, I still have my pride!

During the school celebration, I asked Brother Mitsui if he would remember me?

I really hope Brother Mitsui can remember me, but I also hope you can forget me.

Time is such a good thing.Everything can be washed away, and the momentary emotions can also fade away with time.

Two years seems to be such a limit.

I hope Brother Mitsui can go to university, because your life is still very long, and you still have a lot of opportunities to seize the future and ideals!

As for me, the time of my life is gone in these few months.

Forever Shonhoku.

forever high school.

My memory will stop there, and stay in these few months forever.

Then, without nostalgia, forget everything.

Thank you, Mitsui Hisashi.

For two years, please forget me too.

……

"It's strange... I won't forget it, but I won't feel sorry for you either." Mitsui read it and folded the letter, "Since I left without any regrets, I won't let you have nostalgia... Wouldn’t it be better if this is the case! Fool..."

Mitsui looked at those orange-red basketballs, thinking of everyone running on the basketball court with all their strength in high school, and they shouted: "I will definitely win!"

There are also those on the sidelines who are desperately cheering for them.

He raised his head and looked at the crack in the clouds where the sunlight was exposed, and there was still liquid overflowing from his eye sockets.

Tears flowed into the corner of his mouth, really, it was so salty.

If she was seen at this time, she would laugh at him: what are you doing, like a fool.

- Those days are gone forever.

"Oh, big brother, you are crying," Mao Tuan got a tissue from somewhere and handed it to him, "A man can't cry, even if he loses his love, he can't cry!"

"Idiot, it's not crying, it's sweating..."

"Huh? Does anyone sweat from the corners of their eyes?"

"Why not, sweat and tears are both salty..."

I don't know why I'm crying.

It's clear that I won't be sad.

Are you crying about your high school days?

Yes, it must be so.

There is always a period of time that cannot be forgotten. For Mitsui, the last year of senior year was like this.

forever high school.

Forever Shonhoku.

The human mind is so subtle...

"I can't understand." Outside the open-air stadium, there are other people watching every move in the stadium.

"I can't understand," the man muttered again, "Why do human beings cry inexplicably..."

"Because the human heart beats, Barberet. As long as it beats, there are emotions," the man asked himself. "Unlike you and me, my heart doesn't beat anymore."

"So there will be no more feelings?"

"will not."

"How strange..." the man said to himself, "then what is it that drips from your eyes?"

This is an eleven or twelve-year-old girl with empty eyes and no umbrella.This season, she is still wearing a white dress and walking on the street in the cold wind.

And now, staring at the two people on the basketball court, fluid dripped down her cheeks.

Warm liquid, not rain.

"You are crying..." Another soul in her body said to her, "Do dead people also cry?"

"No... just feeling... very nostalgic..."

"Do you miss it?"

"That man..."

"Do you know him?"

"No... I don't know." She denied, "I can't remember anything."

Barberet laughed and said: "You don't even remember who you are, can you remember others? That person is very important to you..."

"No, I don't remember who he is," said the girl, "I can't remember anything, and I have no desire. You'll be in my body, and you won't be able to do anything."

"Still can't remember? Your name..."

"I think it's better not to remember. My identity as a human has long been completely dead."

Then she turned around, without any nostalgia, and re-entered this bustling city.

who am I?

from where?

Where are you going?

There is no answer.

Therefore, at least in the end, a sincere and pure feeling can be retained.

— though not even knowing who to put it on.

If you deliberately forget something, if you forget it, then forget it.

At least once being a human being is already a kind of happiness!

(Finish)