honey color

"Huh? Tennis again?" I said deliberately, "Two muscle brothers!!!"

"..." So Yuta was instantly silenced by my words, and looked at me with wide eyes in disbelief.Probably in his impression, I am still the girl who is very obsessed with life, and will blush if she is not careful.

"Honey sauce, your mouth is getting stronger and stronger." Standing on Yuta's other side, Fuji poked his head out and teased.

"Be careful not to get married!" Yuta, who came back to his senses, continued his elder brother's words and said.

So I "hummed", but then turned into laughter again.

In the end, our tour of the campus came to an end on the open tennis court.

Yuta slowly approached the empty stadium without saying a word, the sun slanting westward in winter was very intense.

The young man clasped the wire tightly with both hands, and looked at everything that seemed normal with a firm expression.Bare tree branches stretched to the sky, and by the setting sun, those messy shadows were stretched very long, dragging the sun to gradually darken.

Crows flutter their wings and fly high, and their desolate cries can cool people's hearts and make them old.

I followed Yuta as he approached the tennis court, only to find his dark gray eyes gleaming in the sunlight.He kept his eyes on the green field clearly cut by the white line in front of him for a moment, didn't say anything and ignored it, just stared deeply at the field.

At that moment, I understood that all the dreams of teenagers were pinned here.Even his brother couldn't surpass that kind of obsession that was divorced from reason.

Regardless of everything, maintain self-esteem, go forward bravely, and challenge the limit.

This is Yuta's creed.

Although after that, this strong creed hurt the one who loves him the most, and the one he loves the most, his dear brother.

……

On New Year's Eve, I cleaned the house with my uncle, aunt, and brother Hiroshi.

I wanted to watch the Red and White Song Festival as usual every year, but I didn't want to be disrupted by a rush of phone ringing.

"There's a boy asking Honey Sauce out~" Brother Hong said mysteriously and teasingly while holding the receiver, so I was startled and started to figure it out.

"Eh?"

"And more than one!"

"..." But when brother Hong said this flamboyantly, I also understood that there seemed to be an "ambiguous" object in his mouth, so I sighed, "It must be the best brother!"

"Huh? It doesn't seem surprising at all." Brother Hong said with a smile, "Going?"

I thought for a long time, and finally shook my head:

"Let's live with the elders." I said calmly.

During my time in Japan, I gradually began to disguise myself.

Although I would say fashionable words and make fun of others for the sake of interpersonal communication, in fact, the back view of my father's departure seven years ago has never been erased from my mind.

The me who used to run in the grasslands and deserts has been more and more polished into a restrained person in a civilized society.

Cherry blossom viewing in March, fireworks viewing in July, moon viewing in September, and maple viewing in October... The Japanese strictly abide by their time rules, day after day, year after year, without changing.Therefore, at the intersection of the end of the year and the beginning of the year, I am more willing to hand it over to the elders.

Only then did I realize that the word "solitary" has always coexisted with me. Don't try to get rid of it. All I can do is appreciate it and cover it up.

"Hi~ Honey Sauce said she will go!" Brother Hong suddenly put the microphone close to his lips and said, completely ignoring my answer just now.

"..."

"Well, I see, is it 09:30? Okay!" After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Brother Hong!!!" I shouted in surprise and anger.

"Well, let's try to spend the New Year with people of the same age as well!" Brother Hong had a mischievous smile on his face, "I'm from here!"

"..."

"Father and mother must also agree! Honey sauce, go boldly!" Brother Hong shook his fist at me and cheered.

So this year, I spent the first time away from home.

Putting on the New Year's kimono that Aunt Matsumoto had prepared in advance, the orange-red gown was adorned with large and large chrysanthemums, which bloomed unscrupulously on a flat surface, looking luxurious and almost extravagant.Although I was somewhat intimidated by this pattern, my aunt said that this kind of clothes should be worn in the New Year, so as to highlight the grand welcome of the second year.

Wearing fur on my shoulders, carrying a small bag in my hand, and dragging long sleeves, I followed Brother Fuji.

The teenagers also deliberately put on kimonos, and the dark green and dark gray men's kimonos seemed quite solemn.

"Honey, the furry things on your shoulders look warm." Yuta said with a little envy.

"Then you put on a women's kimono, and I'll lend you the fur." ​​I smiled back and poked back.

"Cut, stingy!" Yuta puffed out his cheeks and sighed.

So the boy on the other side also chuckled lightly.

Stepping up the ramp to the foot of the shrine, many people come and go.The snacks on the side were wafting with a lingering aroma, Brother Fuji left me to squeeze into the crowd to buy sweet wine, saying it was for warming up.

"Here!" Buer handed me a paper cup, which contained steaming liqueur, just touching it was enough to make people feel warm all over their bodies.There are lush and towering trees on both sides, and the leaves of the leaves will sometimes be "rustled" by the cool wind. The dark red archway is particularly brightly illuminated by rows of round paper lanterns on the side of the road.

"And this!" Yuta stretched out his hand from behind the dark green kimono, and then, a big and red candied haws appeared in front of my eyes, "Qang!"

"Candied haws!" I shouted in surprise.

"Sure enough, it's the best for girls to eat in kimonos!" Yuta said without holding back, so my surprise just now turned into a little helpless:

"..." But after all, it was his wish, so I reluctantly acted as the model for him to eat, and reached out to accept this "sweet" gift.

The gloomy cold wind swirls in the ears, and the moonless sky is impenetrable with dark clouds.

"It looks like there will be surprises later." Bu Er looked away, the young man's flaxen hair fluttered in the air along with a few withered yellow leaves, but there was still the same smile on his face.

"Surprise?" Yuta and I asked in confusion.

The boy lowered his head, said nothing, just smiled and walked forward.

"Quickly go to the queue and ring the bell, you'll hate it if you're late!" The dark gray figure of the young man was immersed in the golden lights, and there was an alienated noise in the dim place.

I lost my mind a little, but was pulled up by Yuta on one side, and followed the boy in the distance.

I think that moment, I will never forget it in my life.

When the distant bell rang across the sky, there were white velvet-like snowflakes in the sky.The bottomless black sky gave birth to such clean whiteness, how many people would cheer for it the moment they spilled into the world?

"It's... snowing?" I raised my head to look at the sky in Modi, and asked with my lips squirming.

"It looks like the surprise was delivered on time." Fuji folded his hands, inserted them into the wide sleeves, and smiled quietly.

His intelligence always hits the softest part of other people's hearts at a suitable point. Although the word "genius" has a god-like meaning that is almost incomprehensible, when you think about it carefully, those wonderful stories happened before they happened. The omens have already been planted.

Stepping on the snow, the three of us stood under the huge copper bell, ringing the bell together, clapping hands together, and making wishes together.

In 1999, it was mixed with pure white snow, carrying everyone's dreams, and it came quietly...

13Chapter13. Mark of Dusk

The word "separation" has always been like a silent ghost, when I was proud, I stretched out my black hand to choke those past happiness.

……

I hid under the biggest cherry blossom tree beside the school road, still wearing the sailor suit, and hanging around my neck was the black camera my father gave me that year.In the bright and deep sky, the sun is blowing towards me with a cool breeze.I put my hand on my forehead, and looked up at the white cloud that looked like a sheep flowing leisurely in the sky, but the corners of my mouth couldn't elicit a smile.

Today is not happy, today is a day of parting.

Reincarnation of the four seasons, when I gradually integrated into the most basic natural laws of the world, I still couldn't adapt to the fetters and entanglements of the world.

So this season of cherry blossoms, which has too many beautiful memories, has been painted with a dark tone this year.

When the graduation ceremony was coming to an end, I heard "扬げば宗し" 1 clearly coming from the auditorium.

"Hanata-san!" Then, the crowd of this year's graduates gradually poured out of the auditorium, and two girls in brightly colored kimonos ran towards me not far away.

"Sakurai-senpai, and Nishimura-senpai..."

"Ah!" The girls had joyful expressions on their faces, holding on to the graduation scrolls in their hands.But I couldn't laugh, not even a trace of a smile could be squeezed out.

The word "separation" is the deepest pain point in my heart.

I stared at the two seniors who used to take care of me, and unexpectedly sobbed softly before them.

"Eh?" Sakurai-senpai looked helpless, "Really, let Hanada-san steal our scene." The girl said this deliberately, "We should cry if we want to cry!"

"Hanada-san is really...so cute..." Nishimura-senpai touched the top of my head while saying that, her tone was obviously sad.

Suddenly, everyone fell silent.The noisy human voices in the distance will only set off everything more desolate, and the sorrow of parting will accumulate more and more, until the quiet senior sister Nishimura also turns her head and sobs softly.

The optimistic and cheerful Sakurai-senpai sighed. Seeing that the situation was going negatively, she turned her shoulder to Nishimura-senpai, let the girl in pink kimono lean on her shoulder, and patted her on the back to comfort her.Nishimura-senpai just covered her lips, her shoulders trembling slightly.

"Separation", I hate this word inherently.

"Okay, Hanada-san," said Sakurai