honey color

Looking at him like that, not speaking, and... speechless.

And he also seems to have suffered from aphasia after that name, as he stared at me like that, his eyebrows gradually changed from flat to frowned.I understand what he's thinking, maybe he's been guessing all these years, and in front of him, whether he's guessing right or not, the answer has already been revealed.

Tears rolled down her cheeks as the sun hid behind the clouds again.Taking advantage of this moment, I lowered my head and covered my eyes with my hands.Because the tears couldn't stop, the self who was going to appear strong in front of him was really hard to see with such a humble appearance.Although she wanted to throw away this relationship simply, but she couldn't be so chic in front of him.

The door was gently closed, and the sound of his footsteps came from far to near.When his fingertips were clenched by a pair of warm hands, he pushed my hands away from his eyes.I closed my eyes, and even clenched my hands tightly because of the tension—clenched in his palm.

I was nervous, just like before, afraid of strangers, even if he was the very familiar person in my memory, I was also afraid, because this feeling of reunion made me terrified.

He didn't say anything, he just waited quietly, waiting for me to open my eyes.But I dare not go to see him, dare not face him like that, but another self is clamoring to be brave and face this matter.

So I bit my lip, but the warmth on the back of my hand made me feel a little prickly.The light went from less to more, and when his appearance gradually became clear, the tears in his eyes fell down again for no reason.

It was a face-to-face meeting where there was no way to hide. He held my hand tightly. Even though he knew that my legs and feet would no longer allow me to escape from him, he still held me so firmly, as if to force me to do something. What decides the same.

But I couldn't speak, and the way I shed tears again seemed to have announced something.So he couldn't bear to look any longer, and quickly approached me.He stretched out his slender arms and wrapped them around my shoulders.His long hair was cut off from his neck. I stood there stiffly, but I could smell a faint grassy scent on him, like the leaves washed by rain.

Even though he was so stubborn, even if he said a thousand times and ten thousand times that he wanted to sever ties with this person, because he was afraid and because he couldn't go back, he still couldn't control him when he appeared.Tears became synonymous with me, I stood by the window, and the appearance of being surrounded by his shoulders was thrown into golden light by the sun leaving the clouds again.

Perhaps it is still inseparable. When he seemed to accept me with his actions, I felt an unprecedented security.Even the stiff body gradually returned to nature, and the neck slowly leaned against his broad shoulders.I know that I must be very heavy on his shoulders at that time, and must be much heavier than normal people.

So after crying enough, I finally broke the silence that seemed to have been kept for four years:

"Buer...heavy?" The voice was a little hoarse, I don't know if it was my voice in his memory.

"...It's not heavy." He hesitated for a second, I couldn't use my feet at all, and now I can only rely on him, and I even want to put all my weight on that shoulder.But after I finished asking that question, he replied very affirmatively.

"Really?" It was like confirming, like asking if he would regret it.

"Really." This time, he didn't even hesitate, "It's not as important as our "agreement". "He spoke calmly, but my heart was completely disturbed when those two appeared. It was like being stabbed in some wound, and it hurt instantly.

I finally reached out and grabbed the clothes behind him, and wept bitterly in a restrained way.

Maybe this is the answer I have been waiting for for a long time, maybe for this answer, I have destroyed myself countless times in my heart.

Yes, if possible, I am never ready to leave this person, if possible, how much I would like to see this person face to face in the sunset, if possible, I really want to sit in front of the drawing board, Tracing his color, if possible, I would like to create more memories with this person.

I can't live without this person, he is like a "kalpa" to me.

The overflow of memory was put away, and we just stood together quietly without saying a word.There is no more explanation between them, it is tacit, as if it is destined.Those self-pity from the past are restrained at this moment, I can understand his thoughts, and my cowardice can be easily covered by him.

We rely on each other like this, listening to each other's heartbeat with our ears, and sniffing out each other's thoughts with our noses.The extremely long blank space is not monotonous for us, maybe this is the tacit understanding between me and him, the kind of tacit understanding that has been cultivated since childhood.

Turning my head to the side, when the sun hit my eyes, I finally narrowed my pupils slightly.Outside the beaded glass, under the dark green elms, the iris-blue hair hides in the shadows.

He was nowhere to be seen until I found him.

VIP latest chapter 70Chapter70. Remember happiness

Later, Fuji told me that he would find me there because Yukimura showed him the way.He even told the whole story about the campus festival.

This reminds me of a few months ago, he was standing under the shaded avenue, looking at me with an extremely complicated expression.At that time, he may not agree with my idea. At that time, he hoped that I could go on and give the final answer.

So after the campus festival, he disappeared.As if the world had evaporated, there was no news of him anywhere, no trace of him anywhere.But I know that all of this is just a trick set up for me alone, everyone knows his whereabouts, and I am the only one who was kept in the dark from the beginning.

Because I made a choice, because I still decided to return to Fuji, so he left quietly.

It wasn't until two weeks later that Chitose took the initiative to ask me out.

Of course he knew the whereabouts of that person, but before that, he deliberately concealed it.Until that day, he sat across from me and said to me that the time limit for concealment had passed.

"He's gone to Paris." The man remained calm as usual, without even a slight tremor between his eyebrows.

"..." But I was so shocked by the news that I had nothing to say.

"It was recommended by the school. He hesitated for a long time, but it seems that in the end, he decided to study painting there." Chitose said this sentence lightly, his voice was a little cold in this coffee shop, and I was even stunned.

"..."

"Who... let him make the decision?" Chitose took a sip of the coffee in his hand.

I still didn't say anything, I understood what he meant, because now, I decided to hand over to Fuji, so he can calmly let go of those obsessions and turn his eyes to his ideals.

"Has he...gone?" I raised my eyes, and when I looked at him, there was anxiety in my eyes.

"Tonight's plane." Chitose looked at me, "Probably by now, I'm already waiting at the airport."

"He blocked my call." I said it very calmly, "Chitose, if possible, can you make a call for me?" I said it very affirmatively, so that he didn't even have a chance to refuse.

"..." This time, he looked at me with a very surprised look. After a while, he still took out his mobile phone and dialed that person's number for me.I almost snatched the phone, and when the beep was cut off, there was a voice with little surprise on the other side:

"Hello, Chitose?"

"Yukimura!" I bit my lip, but after calling out this person's name, I didn't know what to say.

The other party hesitated for a second, perhaps immersed in surprise, but soon, this silence was broken by his chuckle:

"Sure enough..." Mingming's words were full of helplessness.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked willfully despite knowing the reason.

"Just right." He said three words, "You can call me, this is the best ending."

"..." I didn't understand what he meant.

"...If I come to the airport, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave." He said the second half of the sentence very lightly, but I can understand the meaning in it.

I bit my lip, knowing that I was the one who caused all this, but I still greedily hoped that he could stay.But I know that if I say this sentence myself, as selfish as I am, our ending will definitely become unsatisfactory.

——Of course, for Yukimura, this is a lost ending:

"Take care." So finally, these two barely audible words slip through my teeth.He has been free and calm from the very beginning, like a flying bird, when it lands on your shoulders, he will use all the wonderful songs to make you happy, but if he leaves one day, he will definitely not stay No trace of it can be seen in the sea of ​​people.

And now, he is about to withdraw from my life track, because opposite the coffee shop, the boy with chestnut hair is already waiting there.

"Thank you." He finished with a smile. In the background, the noisy voices of the airport became louder and louder.He was silent for a long time. During that time, it seemed that only his and my breathing sounded in the receiver, "Also," his voice was a little dry, "Don't forget happiness."

Not a blessing, but a reminder.

Just like what I said in that night talk, now he is more aware of my current situation than Fuji, and in my contact with him, I am always habitually forgetting happiness and habitually complaining about myself.

That was his reminder, he hoped that I could always remember the appearance of happiness, so that I could be happy forever.

So I gave a heavy "hmm".

He said "That's good" and broke