honey color

Open the drawing board in hand.After a long time, after she had seen almost every detail of the painting clearly, the woman finally put it on the easel again.She took a long breath, as if she was trying to calm down the remaining turmoil in her heart, "I really want to thank Nobuo for giving you the painting, for me." She lowered her head, hiding in the shadows and said suddenly.

I don't know how to respond to her words, I only know that the first thing that pops up in my mind is the old camera that has been hidden in the box.

This is not talent, it's just that the previous dream was unwilling to die so plainly, so it walked into the new dream calmly and quietly exerted its magic power.

For some reason, I felt relieved.

One thing I wanted to do the most was destroyed by an unexpected disaster, but when God closed the door, he opened a window for me.

While it may be impossible to say "thank you" to God, it may be possible to say "fortunately not too bad."

……

There is also a period of school winter break, although I have dropped out of school and stayed at home this year.On the one hand, it was because of my legs, and on the other hand, I came to Osaka because of it. Everything seemed so out of place.

Since parting from Shiraishi and his sister that day, we hardly spoke again, and even if we met, we just said hello.For some reason, there was an unexplainable sense of strangeness painted on each other.

Christmas, followed by New Year's Day.

Compared with other people, my father and I, plus Ah Ba at most, had a very cold holiday, but this is indeed something that cannot be helped.

Shortly after New Year's Day, it snowed for several days.This is the biggest snowfall in Osaka since the beginning of winter.After all, it is a monsoon climate. Even though it feels wet and mild all year round, it is not sloppy when it really gets cold.

I huddled in the studio, holding a dirty paintbrush, staring at the gray sky outside the window in a daze.The last thing I expected was that I fell asleep without knowing it.

Until the next day, knocking on the door woke me up.Father had been invited to a banquet the day before, so he might not be able to return home due to such heavy snowfall.When I heard the knock on the door, I thought it was him coming home, so I hurriedly rubbed my forehead with my hands, poked my head out and looked out the window.

The heavy snow had stopped, but unexpectedly it was sunny.The ice was illuminated by the sun so that it was crystal clear, and the light was reflected on the white wall of dead wood, making it hard for me to open my eyes.

"Ami!"

"..." It wasn't my father's voice. I collected myself and was a little surprised when I saw it clearly, "Baishi?!"

"Can you open the door first?" the boy asked loudly while gesturing through the glass window.

I nodded, only to find that not far from the door, Shiraishi Yukari was also standing there, with a faint embarrassment on his expression.

I manipulated the wheelchair and opened the iron gate. The moment the boys and girls saw me, they all seemed to freeze.Then came the laughing, and finally the belly laughing.

"You have a face full of paint! Honey, you look like a clown now!"

"..." I grinned, and then I remembered that I had rubbed my face with my dirty hands just now, and couldn't help shouting, "Ah——!!!"

This time, finally even Youxiangli couldn't bear it anymore, turned her face and smiled:

"Sister, you are too confused."

It was the first word she said to me that contained a heart.

……

They came to invite me to participate in Tokasei at Imamiya Ebisu Shrine.Originally, there was still a knot between Yuxiangli and me, but I didn't expect the process of unraveling the knot to be so simple.

You Xiangli was wearing a very formal red kimono, but her brother was wearing a very casual down jacket.Standing on the street after the heavy snowfall, the two of them looked even more eye-catching against the background covered in silver.

"But I..." I pointed to my wheelchair, "I'm afraid it will be very inconvenient."

"No problem! Just let my brother do the pushing!" You Xiangli suggested mercilessly, causing Shiraishi, who was on the side, to look at her and sigh, "My brother is a tennis player, and he is very strong!" The girl bent her arms , make a posture that indicates strength. "But before that, Sister Ami has to freshen up."

This matter seemed to hit her specialty, and the girl pushed me into the house as soon as the words fell.

After a brief grooming, she asked me if I had a kimono.I nodded, but then said:

"For kimonos, I'm afraid it's too much trouble."

"Not at all, Sister Ami, shouldn't you dress more grandly for the New Year?"

"But I..." There was embarrassment in my eyes, but I was dismissed by You Xiangli's expectant eyes:

"I've said it before, my brother has great strength!" The girl blinked at me, then turned around and greeted the boy.

That orange kimono, with the big chrysanthemums adorning it unscrupulously, has been quietly lying in the deepest part of the closet.Although I brought it to Osaka from Tokyo, I never thought I would wear it again.

Yukari walked towards me cheerfully while admiring the beautiful material of this kimono.On the contrary, Shiraishi and I looked at each other with an inexplicable embarrassment.

So with the persistence of a young girl and the help of a young man, after a heavy snowfall, when the sun happened to hide in the clouds, this overly beautiful kimono covered my body again after many years .

Obviously the last time is still around the corner, but the world is unpredictable, and the state of mind at this time is very different from a few years ago.At Christmas that year, I still vividly remember the image of holding my brother Fuji and walking in the snow at a shrine in the suburbs of Tokyo, but now I am in a different place, doing similar things with different people.

Suddenly there was a little turmoil in my heart, and I wanted to ask the person on the other side in a low voice:

"Are you okay?" or "...do you remember me?"

"The Japanese still need to wear kimonos!" Yukari looked at me and exclaimed, and then gave Shiraishi a meaningful look.Presumably, she didn't convince her brother to wear a kimono before going out, which made her still unwilling.But at this moment, I became an excellent example for her to fight back against her brother.

"...Let's go!" Baishi deliberately avoided his sister's eyes, and said perfunctorily.

"Don't change the subject! Brother, it's too late to go back and change into a kimono! Mom really wants you to wear a kimono too!"

"Okay, I can wear it like this!"

"Ah, brother, why are you so stubborn!"

"..." Shiraishi shrugged, but turned around to the back of my wheelchair, "But girls do look better in kimonos."

I froze for a moment, and when I turned sideways to meet his gaze, the boy had already raised his eyes.

The window suddenly brightened.

In this tiny time difference, the sun has already escaped from the blockade of the white clouds, creating a velvety yellow light for this Friday morning...

25Chapter25. Cold winter sun

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Finally, I finished a chapter before the end of the New Year's Day holiday, so I 8 came out with Shiraishi's black history~【Hide your face

"The Imamiya Rong Shrine is the most important belief in Osaka. The Ebisu God enshrined is the god of business that blesses the prosperity of the market.

......"

This is just the basic knowledge of Osaka that I learned from TV a few days ago.However, I can only draw a vague outline in my mind of what the real Imamiya Ebisu Shrine looks like, and what the festival known as the most lively and unprecedented festival in Osaka looks like every year.

Youxiangli pushed the wheelchair for me, and Shiraishi walked in front of us.Ah Ba meekly whined a few times, and it followed the wheelchair.In this harsh weather, the white water vapor exhaled from the nasal cavity is like a white oil paint that cannot be opened, but it is melted by the transparent air surrounding us.

The young man in front seemed a bit busy. Ever since he left home, he was always busy answering his cell phone, and the white cell phone seemed to be against him on purpose. When he cut off the call, another new call would come on as scheduled. to.

"Brother, he has too many friends!" You Xiangli suddenly leaned down and whispered in my ear, but Bai Shi not far away listened to him.The boy turned his head and glared at her. For this, the lovely younger sister just stuck out her tongue playfully at him.

The corners of my mouth curled up, the atmosphere of the New Year is still strong, the shops on the street have put up signs to welcome the New Year, and there are many people walking around in traditional kimonos on the street.

A breath of traditional festivals. Although I am not a native Japanese, ten years is enough for the word "hometown" to be engraved on my breath, my thoughts, my actions, and all aspects of me.

But on such a traditional street, Shiraishi, who shuttles through all kinds of gorgeous or calm kimonos, looks a bit abrupt in that white down jacket.Although it is not strange, it still makes people feel a little regretful.

——A kind of faint regret that is hard to explain.

"Sister Mi," we separated a distance from Baishi who was talking on the phone. When my thoughts were racing, Youxiangli's soft call brought me back to reality.I immediately raised my eyebrows in response, "Brother, he looks really handsome in a kimono!" There was a bit of regret in my tone, which was exactly the same as the slight regret I felt when I was in a trance.

"Then..." Finally, I couldn't help but want to find out the reason.

People are like this, always prying into other people's secrets benignly or not.

Even if the secret will hit the opponent's vitals.

"The house where Sister Mi lives now was a custom kimono shop a long time ago."

"Huh?" I was a little surprised, because such a private house doesn't look like that kind of high-end custom clothing store.

You Xiangli seemed to see my doubts, so she quickly shook her hand:

"It's not a haute couture shop, there lived a grandma who