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It seems to be afraid that there will be any outrageous language or even actions between us.

"If that's the case, why did you come back after four years?" It seems that he still inherited the awkward personality from before, but at that time, when he asked this sentence, my heart was still lightly pricked for no reason. .

Yes, since I have been hiding from them for four years so heartlessly, why should I appear at this time?Obviously, I can hide forever, and I obviously planned to do so...

"Because...university." I said lightly, but my eyes had already turned away from the pink petals that were all over the floor.

"Why don't you study in Osaka? That way... you can never see us again!" He still looked impulsive, but the pain in his tone was self-evident.

"Because... I have a little obsession." Because painting is the only thing I can exchange my life for, and my obsession with it may already be higher than everything else. "Yuta, I can no longer take pictures now." I raised my head suddenly, and when I looked at him calmly, my lower body, which was hidden in the darkness, finally entered the sight of the man opposite.

Yes, facing me like this, what kind of expectations do you have?

"I'm...not the Hua Tianmi you know."

"..." He suddenly couldn't speak, but I, who was avoiding me, became the master of everything. When I saw him slowly move his fingers holding the wire, I understood that my determination might have been triggered. effect.

"Yuta?" Even Shangzi saw something, he stood in the shadow of the backlight, his expression dimmed almost instantly.It's like waiting for the answer that I have been looking forward to for many years, and I even feel a little bleak when I know it.

"Then if possible, can you please tell him in person?" He said such a sentence without warning, even though Shangzi didn't understand who "he" was, but I knew the truth in an instant.

"..." I didn't speak.

"Go and tell him personally, let him give up quickly."

"..." Standing in his elder brother's position, he seemed to know everything about it like the back of his hand. "Four years, Honey Sauce, it's time to let him go. Otherwise..."

"Yeah, otherwise I would be too selfish." I turned my head and stared at my knees meaninglessly.The gloomy atmosphere was gradually spreading, and the curse against that leg rose again from the bottom of my heart, but everything was in the end, and it was just a futile acceptance.

"He's really a fool, haha..." The young man turned around suddenly, and when he raised his head and said these words, the light may have hurt his eyes.I clearly saw his shoulders twitch slightly.I don't dare to guess whether he shed tears now, I only know that Fuji Yuta still stubbornly turned his back to me, and then walked towards the court without saying a word.

No farewell, no extra words, maybe when he met me like this in the past, he would reach out and grab my shoulder, and then shake it vigorously, trying to wake up the unconscious Hua Tianmi.But now, he walked away silently, forbearing like an adult, like an adult... no longer impulsive, no longer imposing on others.

This kind of Fujiyu has matured too much, what kind of appearance he has become in four years, maybe the answer is right in front of him.Fuji Yuta acquiesced to my decision at this point in time, and bid farewell to his ideal for me.We may not meet again at this intersection of life, and there will not be many memorable stories between us.Happiness and sadness, everything stopped in the summer four years ago, those memories of my youth are enough to remind me of my life, tonight, on this tennis court, everything fell from the sky and turned into stardust.

Shangzi looked at us inexplicably, and the reactions of both of them were beyond her expectation.Maybe she couldn't know what kind of past we had between us, and at this moment, after seeing our expressions, she tried to force this embarrassing situation with a surprised look.

However, this is impossible, because we had a deep bond a long time ago, so we will be more determined when we part.

He stood on the court on the other side of the iron net far away. After standing there quietly and alone for a long time, he finally bent down and picked up the racket beside him and the small ball rolling on the side of the net.And I was operating the wheelchair, thinking about something on the soft cherry blossom petals with a half-happy and half-sad mood on this night full of cherry blossoms.

Because this is Tokyo, those past events that have sunk into the water will surely surface one by one.

And before that, I need to knit a coat that is strong enough for myself in advance.

VIP Latest Chapter 66Chapter66. The Shadow of the Tree

So the next day, when I followed Yukimura to Musashino Art University under the pink broken light, my thoughts always flew to the night before.Those photos hanging on the wall flashed through my mind over and over again, and then the boy turned around and stood under the spotlight with slightly twitching shoulders... All of them were intertwined into one, appearing plump but complex.

He stood behind me, and when he pushed me to enter through the school gate, all the American students in different clothes passed by me indifferently.It seems that this is the first time that I am walking in such a state without being noticed. Someone told me that the students of American University seem to be very self-contained, which makes them seem so out of place with the outsiders.

But at that time, I was immersed in other things, so I didn't react after Yukimura called me for a long time.It wasn't until he stretched out his hand to hold my shoulder, and his warm fingers touched my neck, that I suddenly woke up.His shout gradually floated in my ears, and the noise of the world suddenly entered my ears:

"Ami, hello!"

"What?" I shrugged my shoulders, and when I heard the shout, I finally turned around and asked curiously.

"Ah, finally..." He exhaled, only to realize that during the walk, sometimes someone would smile or greet the young man behind him.

"Sorry." I said sheepishly.

"I was just thinking, Ami, did you fall in love with this place?" He raised his head, his voice came from above, I couldn't see his face, but he kept looking at me calmly.Sometimes, I think it's dodgy.

"I like it very much." I was silent for a while, and finally said.I like that there are people like me here, there are so many people who live for art.They are brave and stylish, but they are happy to share with others.I wish to receive the sun here as the flowers wish to receive the dew.

He didn't say anything more.Even though school has not yet started, on the road covered by the light cast by the shadows of the trees, there are people walking around, not at all deserted.Maybe it's spring that makes everyone feel good, and everything seems to be flourishing.Even if I met someone I didn't want to meet last night, but now, everything in front of me is enough to make people abandon everything.

"Ami," his voice was like a ray of bright sunshine, and when it fell into my ears, I couldn't help recovering from the kind of self-contained happiness.I turned my head, and when I saw his upturned lips, he finally continued, "I like this place very much, too, and I even hope to stay here forever."

"..." There seems to be something worth pondering in this sentence, but when I think about it, it seems that I am thinking too much.

"But sometimes, some things still need..." He was talking to himself halfway through, but soon, he seemed to remember my existence, and quickly stopped talking.Then turned his gaze to me. "Ami, go and meet our studio! By the way, Mr. Fujiki sometimes lends us his studio!"

After he finished speaking, he pushed me towards the elevator without even waiting for my opinion.It was as if he was deliberately concealing something, and then he brought the topic back to Chitose, saying that Chitose went to Kyoto this spring break to collect songs, and he didn't know what he would do when he came back.Chatting like this from the first floor to the second floor, when the long corridor in front of me was cut into bright blocks by the sunlight, I finally narrowed my eyes slightly, stretched out my hand and turned the wheel around me.

If you want to walk into the sun faster, the dazzling color is fascinating, and you can't help but want to hug it.The spring breeze pours in from the window, and the fragrance of flowers on the tip of the nose seems to be the full fruit of spring, which makes people feel an absolute sense of satisfaction.Sitting in a wheelchair, when I bent my lips and wanted to turn around to talk to Yukimura, I found his blue-purple pupils were staring in a certain direction.There was a slight frown between his brows, as if he had encountered a problem that confused him.

This kind of Yukimura is rarely seen, and I was a little puzzled. I followed his gaze and found a familiar figure at the end of the road full of tree shadows that I had just passed.His body also fell into the shadows, but the light patches in the leaves made him look very beautiful.It's like the figure printed on the film, washed out, just like this standing not far from me, below me.

It's Fuji.

I can guess why he's here, because last night I just had an encounter with his brother after four years.

And now he was shuttling among the crowd, as if he was looking for something, which made my already confused heart fall into a feeling like cold water.

After all, I still want to hide in a corner and watch him. If I want to meet him on such a sunny day, under the sun, and under the witness of countless things, I don't have the courage.

In my words, the cautious mood in front of him seems to have never changed.

So for a moment, it was like pulling my hands and feet, I sat there stiffly, looking at his appearance outside the window and didn't know what to say, even if I wanted to fuck