honey color

A kind of heart-warming power, as if there is a great meaning in it.I didn't even know that I had such ability, until today, I discovered it from his paintings.

"I'm not as good at drawing as Mr. Mura..." I said this in a low voice, and the feeling of panic was self-evident.

"That's why you haven't seen your strength yet." His white shirt was painted a light pink, while I pursed my lips and didn't say a word for a long time.

When the silent studio was broken by the sound of the tide, I looked up again and saw the smiling face reflecting the setting sun appearing in front of me with a heart-warming power.

This time, I finally raised the corner of my mouth:

"Thank you."

43Chapter43. The beginning of the haze

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Well, this list is all done w

Then I have to finish this article with the mentality of finishing the full text!So I'm over, I'm here~

The place near the sea is always so magical. This place seems to be isolated from the dust. The morning air is clean and yearning, which makes me feel extremely happy when I sit up from the bed and open the window.

I made an appointment with Yukimura. Today, he will send me back to Osaka.

I have to thank this person, it was his appearance that made me give up that narrow city.This kind of experience unknowingly awakened my heart, and the scenes of traveling with my father in various cities, deserts, and grasslands when I was a child once again appeared in front of me.Every time it carries a shocking power, and every time it sighs the magic and magnificence of this water-blue planet.

Not only his paintings, maybe this person is already surprisingly tender and kind.

On the day I left the seaside city, Yukimura wrapped up the painting I named "Sea" for me.

"Are you really not going to give me that painting?" I asked helplessly when I opened a corner of the newspaper and saw my own sea decorated with gentle colors.

"Which one?" He deliberately looked at me and raised the corners of his lips. We sat down on the bench on the platform, and he rewrapped the leaked drawing board for me.

"It's the picture you drew with me!"

"Why should I give it to you?" He looked at me with a troubled expression, but his smile deepened a little.

"Because...uh, because it has me drawn on it, isn't it?"

The boy just shrugged his shoulders at me:

"But that's my state of mind." He said, "My state of mind when I watched the sea with Mi in August 2001."

"..." I pursed my lips. There is nothing wrong with saying this. It is the first time I have been treated as a model. Maybe it is because of this treatment that I feel a little panic!

"So this painting must be treasured by me. It is the first Ami I painted." He smiled and looked at the railroad track with light spots, and said very generously.

"Wait, don't tell me..." Before I could say anything, the tram had already rushed towards us from the end of the track, and even the newspaper wrapped in the drawing board made a sound. Yukimura helped me stand up, and then He picked up the drawing board and got on the train with me.

At that time, I didn't know that he would give me such a surprising gift when the story between me and him ended. Although for him, this gift was more like a memorial to memories, but I have to admit , the sea that painted my warm smile is the beginning of all this.

We got off the train in Osaka, avoiding the canopy, and the clouds swam past us leisurely.It is a more pure city scenery, separated from those wonderful blues, and the midsummer here is a little restless.

Yukimura held the drawing board for me, and it happened to be lunch time when we arrived at my house by subway from the station.Here, I am more like a master, leading him through several roads and paths, and when I turn into the sakura road full of cherry blossoms, I know that the direction of home is ahead.

What is more in my mind is did dad eat on time?Is Ah Ba feeling lonely in the days without me?

It wasn't until a snorting cat meow came to my ears that I realized that in front of the house, the big fat cat Godzilla by the iron fence was leaning against the wall, and Ah Ba in the yard was aggressively "barking" at it Straight call.

"Well, Ah Ba, hurry up and have lunch, don't be so serious with Godzilla!" After a while, when a vicissitudes of life sounded, I finally saw the person who spoke:

"Father!" I yelled excitedly, and the man turned around, and Ah Ba in the yard stopped barking for a moment, and when he ran towards me, his shiny fur shone with light spots.

"Oh, honey, you're back!" Not long after the man said this, he quickly noticed the boy behind me.

"Hello, Uncle." Yukimura bowed very politely.

The father somewhat understood who he was, and after taking the drawing board from the boy, he insisted on asking him to have lunch before leaving.

It was the first time I saw my father cast admiring gazes at people of my age, and it was the boy with iris-blue hair who received such courteous reception.

When I put the painting into the studio, I heard my father outside the door thanking Yukimura.Only then did I realize that my father, who seemed to be drifting with everything, was actually worried about me, his sad little daughter.How desperately he hopes that I can get out of this unchanged world, how much he hopes that my eyes can see more beautiful things.However, the self-willed me always stayed in place because of fear and low self-esteem.Everyone noticed it, and so did my father.But because of the character of a person who never forces others, he can only do nothing about my willfulness.

It was not until the boy in front of him appeared that his dear daughter finally walked out of Osaka for the first time after the turning point, which surprised even him.

Therefore, after the boy left, my father often chatted with me about the boy in a trusting tone.Perhaps in his heart, it was because of his appearance that he saved the little daughter who sat on the bed that night and said that she could no longer walk.

……

The summer vacation is over, and the new semester is coming.

The anxiety about going to school has decreased a lot. It seems that because of the baptism about the sea, I suddenly feel calmer about many things.

What about other people's eyes, what about other people's evaluation, I have always said to myself after that, even if my body is bound by fate, it can't stop my heart from striving to be as wide as the sea.

So Shiraishi said that I seem to be happier than before, Chitose praised that my paintings seem to be much calmer than before, and Aoki-senpai was surprised and said that I laughed a lot more than last semester.

A good thing happened to me this summer vacation, but for Ishida Lan, she encountered the opposite situation to me.

I remember that day when I asked her if she had seen that friend from Tokyo, she just smiled narrowly:

"Well, I see." As if she didn't want to say any more, Ishida's expression showed that she must be hiding something.So I said again as if confirming:

"Did you really see...?"

"..." Lan looked at me, she pursed her lips, "Ami, if one day your spiritual pillar disappears like this, what will you do?"

"Huh?" I don't know why she would ask such a question, but from her eyes, I clearly read the taste of hesitation, which is different from Ishida Lan who always gave me strength, which even made me I think of the girl who came weeping from the petals of the cherry blossoms on a spring night.

But at that time, I didn't seriously think about this issue. I just wanted to comfort this friend from the perspective of a concerned person, but I never thought that I would encounter such an accident a few years later.So I just looked at her curiously, but she avoided my sight with a wry smile:

"I seem... a little strange..." She bit her lower lip, "It's just my own imagination." She glanced at the Beth backpack leaning on her desk, got up and walked out.But I seem to have inherited my father's shortcoming of not being good at comforting. Even though I have something to say in my heart, I still watch my friend disappear outside the door.

I blamed myself and wanted to look away, but found that the boy named Kenya Ninzuzu was standing at the back door, looking forward with a complicated expression.

It was the direction Lan left.

I think there must be some story between them and that friend in Tokyo.It's a story I can't watch.And now, this story is becoming a stumbling block between the three of them, trying to smash something with terrifying force.

This summer vacation became the beginning of all the haze for the girl.

44Chapter44. The Ring of Fate

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The story of chasing Ishida Lan is very bitter, but the one who is even more bitter is obviously the boy Kenya!

Yukimura made a small promise with me at the end of summer vacation.

He said that the world we live in is too narrow, so he wants to try to exchange photos.

"Exchange photos?" I was stunned for a second, I remember that I often did this thing a long time ago.But now, photography has become an obsolete dream, and in my heart, this memory has also become a past tense.

"Well, you take a picture of what happened around you with your mobile phone and send it to me, and I will also take a picture of what I feel most deeply today and send it to you." The boy raised his lips, "Do you think it's okay?"

"It's almost like a blogging tour!"

"You can say that if you want. But honey, don't you think the world we live in is too small, so we should try to broaden our horizons?" When he turned his head and asked me, I just felt a little puzzled.

"Is my life okay?"

"Of course!" He nodded confidently, "I am most curious about your world."

"..."

It never occurred to me that anything had been planted then, never