honey color

A well-known tailor. "

"That's it..." I took a long breath and stretched out my hand to wrap the fur scarf around my neck tightly, as if I was welcoming an unknown story hidden in the meaningful tone.

"Having said that, this old lady's craftsmanship is really good. In fact, this old lady's head became confused not long after she entered her old age, but her eyes shine brightly only when making kimonos." In the distance, the streets that have lost all the leaves of the sycamore trees, the branches stretch out to the blue and white sky.

"The grandma lived with her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, and her son was transferred to Tokyo for work reasons. As long as I can remember, my brother often took me to the grandma's house to play. I only remember that it was full of beautiful kimonos, men There are a wide variety of styles and women’s styles, hanging on the white walls, like bright paintings.”

I looked up at You Xiangli, and suddenly felt that this story had a slightly dreamy quality.

"The grandmother's granddaughter is called Goto Ayumi, one year older than me and one year younger than my brother. Ayumi is the kind of girl who is very good at caring for others. It is probably because she lived with her sick grandmother since she was a child. I learned to cook, wash clothes, and even sew kimonos. At that time, the kimonos for me and my brother were all sewed by Grandma Goto. Although the styles are not as fashionable as those on the market, they have a special taste."

"Could it be Shiraishi..." I vaguely guessed the reason why Shiraishi refused to put on the kimono so stubbornly, but I still wanted to hear Youxiangri finish the story.

The girl looked at me with a wry smile:

"Well, after Goto's grandmother passed away, Ayumi Goto had to go to Tokyo with his mother to join his father. At that time, my brother was a sixth-year elementary school student, and I was a fourth-year student. Now that I think about it, that summer vacation was probably the hottest. , the longest summer vacation. Ayumi agreed with us that when she is able, she will return to Osaka to open her own kimono shop."

"..." I breathed out lightly, looked up and saw the snow-white down jacket in front of me, and was suddenly touched by the boy's persistence.

"Brother, he is probably waiting for Bu to come back!" The girl pursed her lips, "What an idiot!" Jie did not forget to curse softly at the end.

Waiting to step back...

When these words came to mind, the corner of my heart seemed to be stabbed suddenly by the tip of a needle, and the blood froze for a second at that moment.That person's words responded to my fragile consciousness, and I broke into this cold morning unprepared, like a gust of wind, I couldn't tell whether it was cold or hot, but it had to make me close my eyes sensitively. Close your eyes, wanting to regain the calm state of mind that you just kept out of the matter.

"I'll wait for you to turn around."

……

The hesitant words are all hidden in this unremarkable sentence, just like a light brown butterfly, the moment it landed on my shoulder, it turned around and left hesitantly.

I bit my lip and forced myself to dispel the chaotic thoughts, trying to find the peace that I had carefully constructed after arriving in Osaka.

You and me are not the only ones living in waiting.Under this vast sky, how many people are also obsessively waiting?

In a somewhat complicated state of mind, when faced with Yukari's questioning of my thoughts on this, I just perfunctorily said "It's really not easy", "I hope Ayumi Goto can come back" and so on.

But I can't help but ask in a low voice: "Is it possible to come back?"

Three years was enough to encounter too many things that made her change her mind.

After all, the so-called "turning point in life" is only a momentary event.

There was a faint pain in the left leg, maybe it was the pain in the memory wrapped in consciousness, but it was just a little regret for the young man not far in front of him, that kind of faint, indescribable regret.

Thinking back to the time when the sky was just dawning, the young man looked up at the sun that was clearing the clouds and mist outside the window, and said the sentence lightly:

"Girls are indeed more beautiful in kimonos."

……

Ordinary scenery will reflect different postures in the eyes of different people. Shiraishi who said that sentence will inevitably have a childhood image in his mind at that moment, Goto Ayumi's immature and somewhat blurred cheeks.

Just like me now, I seem to feel that a layer of white mist has been cast on the face of the young man in the distance.

You know, time never stops rushing by.

26Chapter26. Deep Blue Abyss

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Will I tell you that I wrote this chapter for 4 full days? 【kneel

Well, maybe next week I will be able to conceive a little bit of new article or update here, the reason is that I am sick and asked for leave...

The white to gray sky, because of the heavy snow last night, has been refined into a kind of inhuman indifference.

——Although the crowd under the sky is carrying the joy of the New Year at this moment.

Not long after, Baishi had a young man beside him.

It seemed that he had made an appointment over the phone, the young man's expression was clear, when he walked out from the noisy crowd, he seemed like someone from another world, almost as quiet as a dust.

"Happy New Year, Chitose!" When the dark-skinned boy stopped in front of us, Shiraishi walked up a few steps and said with his usual kindness.

"Well, Happy New Year." The boy didn't have much expression on his face, and of course, a smile wasn't among them.But at that moment, his gaze passed Shiraishi in front of him and landed on me.

It’s not strange in the usual sense—you must know that this body, which is different from ordinary people, has attracted too many unpleasant looks for me so far, although most of the time, I just turn my face away, trying to forget my brain The sharp arrow that followed Zhuoran.But the young man in front of me was different. I couldn't read much information from his gaze, not to mention that this round of eye contact was so brief that it looked like a frightened bird, which soon flapped its wings and left.

So, shortly after the boy's slender eyelashes fell on his lower eyelids, the peaceful dark pupils returned to Baishi.

"Are you going to 'Ten Rirong'?" The boy named Chitose asked Shiraishi who was on the side. The boy in white was slightly taken aback, and finally dispelled the embarrassment between each other with the usual laughter of Kansai people:

"Together with the two ladies." The boy cleverly brought the topic to Youxiangli and me, and then the boy who was as indifferent as the sky, his dark blue pupils once again fixed on me:

"Huada... honey?" Before the boy asked the name intermittently, You Xiangli behind me had already expressed his dissatisfaction with him.Know that a gentleman, or a teenage boy in the normal sense of the word, would never leave the girl behind him out of the conversation.Until the name rose up in response to the white steam rising up in front of him, even Youxiangli's eyes widened in an instant, let alone me who was at the center of the topic.

Responding to Chitose's sudden inquiry, Baishi hastily turned around to smooth things over:

"Did Chitose guess it by feeling?" He joked with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"How could your sister be..." He didn't continue, but the word "disability" had already been revealed to the public by his naked eyes.He didn't feel sorry for his rudeness, just like me now, suddenly I feel that his straightforwardness is not disgusting in the usual sense, on the contrary, I just think it is a statement without malice.

It's just that Yuxiangli, who is a bystander, doesn't think so, her eyes are very unfriendly.Even Shiraishi felt sincerely powerless because of his friend's straightforward and outrageous answer.

But Chitose suddenly came towards me.

On this noisy street, when everyone was walking towards Imamiya Rong Shrine, he walked towards me against the flow of people. In the tide composed of people and people, this wave missed licking it. Licking the waves of the shore, stood still before me, then bent over:

"I think..." On his backlit cheeks, his dark eyes were always shining faintly, "You don't like crowded places."

I looked at him, and the chilly air brushed my cheeks, but it made me realize one thing more clearly:

"Perhaps this is what's called a wavelength phase sum."

Just as I am not disgusted by his straightforwardness, I understand that his straightforwardness has no malice, and I know that he and I are similar people, a kind of person.

Ah Ba on one side took a few steps forward because the stranger approached me, and the hair on its body stood up one after another, as if facing an enemy, Ah Ba even changed his expression.

So I stretched out my hand and stroked its back, as if I was comforted, Ah Ba submissively said "Woo--", and then stepped back and lowered his ears docilely.

People who are similar, people who are like father, people who are like Senpai Takeuchi, even though they look so unkind on the outside.

So I curled up my mouth:

"Could it be that you are the person Mr. Baishi has always wanted to introduce to me?" Bypassing the abrupt question, I smiled and turned to look at the boy in white not far away.

"Oh, yes!" Baishi looked at me in disbelief, he must be wondering why we could guess each other's identities.

"Sorry," the boy in front of him finally straightened up, "I seemed a little strange just now." He finally turned his eyes to this bustling street, and to You Xiangli who had already pursed his lips.But speaking of it, his behavior just now would be disrespectful enough to put it on anyone.

The young man pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to caress his forehead, and brushed his dark blue hair behind his ears in a self-deprecating manner, the young man finally showed the smile that this age should have for the first time:

"I am Qiantui Qianli, meeting for the first time."

He bowed his body, and finally covered most of the coldness in his eyes, although the innate