Yukimura's shadow

nostalgic past

Props for doll festival games.

Sleeping with sleeves folded, I have sweet dreams in my heart.

Found two blue and grape colored cloth fragments in the book.

On a rainy and lonely day, I found out the letters of the person I once liked.

Wilted hollyhock.

Uchiwa fans from last summer.

Moonlit night.

——Qing Shaonayan's "Pillow Grass"

Since late November, the roof has been under renovation, but Yukimura stayed in the ward all day and didn't know it, thinking that the renovation was over long ago.It wasn't until he saw the iron door sealed at the top of the stairs that he remembered what Nobuo Harada had said about the renovation.

Workers said that they might not be able to open to the outside world until after the Chinese New Year.

"Sorry, it seems that I can't take you to the rooftop today." Yukimura shrugged helplessly. He originally wanted to take Masami to see the "outside world".

"It's okay." Masami smiled and shook her head lightly, but Yukimura could keenly feel her loss, "It's okay."

Yukimura felt a little sorry, although there was still something called rationality in his mind telling him that he didn’t need to feel guilty about such objective reasons, but in fact... probably no one would want to disappoint the person he likes, no matter what it is reason.

It seems that my thoughts are getting more and more confused...

Yukimura glanced at Masami, who happened to be looking at him, and when their eyes met, she moved away hastily.

"Since it's already out, let's go for a walk." Yukimura tried to suggest, Masami lowered her head again, and from his angle, she could vaguely see the cute little whirlpool on the top of her hair, which made people want to rub it rub.

"Okay~" Sure enough, Yami raised her head when she heard this, but when she met his playful expression, she suddenly became nervous again, like a frightened little rabbit.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, inexplicably feeling better again.He put his cane under his arm and walked downstairs first.Out of the corner of her eye, Yami was staring intently at the steps under her feet, and she was very serious about going downstairs.

It looks like a pure white paper, very easy to deceive...

Well, take your time, don't rush.

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"What are you looking at?"

There are windows on every flight of stairs. Yukimura noticed that when going downstairs, Masami Nagasawa's eyes often fell outside.

"Hongmei." She replied.

She didn't notice it before, but now seeing the red plums all over the yard, she realizes that early winter is coming to an end.When she first came here, there were still red maples all over the mountains and fields, but now the maple leaves in the hospital have almost fallen, and she doesn't know what the situation at home will be like.

"At this time last year, I was discussing with my senior brother whether I could try to make a plum fragrance." She sighed, and now she doesn't know when it will be realized.

At this time, Yukimura could only pat her on the shoulder comfortingly.But in the next second he stopped.

"Wait, Xiang?"

"Yeah." Nagasawa Masami turned her head, taking it for granted.

But Yukimura still looked confused, causing Masami to glance at him sadly, and did not answer his question directly, but the person being stared at never showed the reaction Masami wanted.

Yamei pursed her lips and said very discouraged, "You really don't remember me."

"Huh?" Yukimura frowned, and instinctively looked at Nagasawa Masami carefully again, but apart from the familiarity he had gotten with him for a long time, he really couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"…really."

"..."

"Can you give me some hints?" Yukimura didn't give up.

Unexpectedly, Yamei played a small temper unexpectedly, she snorted, and refused with confidence.Masami stood on the stairs, although she was still a little shorter than Yukimura Seiichi, but she was definitely full of momentum. She tried her best to keep a straight face, and shook her head firmly.

"no!"

"Hey..." Yukimura originally wanted to ask, but seeing Masami's slightly annoyed expression, he simply changed his words, with a hint of regret in his tone, "I wanted to know more about Masami..."

Ya Ya Ya, Ya Mei... what did he call me?

"...Eh, don't be like this... I—" Seeing his appearance, Masami panicked subconsciously, but fortunately, she was keenly aware of something wrong in the end.

Using a beauty trick again, really cunning!

"..." Yami turned sideways slightly, put her hands in front of her eyes with a childish hand, and muttered softly, "If you can't do this, then you can't do it."

"...I really can't do anything with you..." Yukimura shook his head helplessly, pulled away her hand that was blocking her eyes, and then took advantage of the opportunity to hold it in his own hand, squeezing it lightly, the movement was natural and not muddy at all.

The boy's body temperature faintly entered the palm of her hand, which made her heart beat faster involuntarily.

"Fortunately..." He stuttered again.

"Let's go, go down to see Mei." He changed the subject, with a gentle smile on his face like a warm sun.

Then he dragged her down the stairs nonchalantly, but he didn't let go as if he didn't realize what he had done.

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The first snow in Tokyo this year came very late. Before that, there were sporadic snowfalls, but it was more like sleet, and it didn’t pile up at all. If you want to see the picture of snow pressing on red plums, you may have to wait for a while.

Maybe it's because after a few days of cloudy weather, it's rare to encounter a good weather, and everyone can't help but want to go out for a walk.In the small courtyard, people were either walking or sitting, and it was quite lively.

However, the hospital has always paid attention to quietness, so even if there are many people, it will not appear noisy.

But it hurts those kids.

Perhaps because of the proximity to the Pediatric Sick Building, there are quite a lot of children in the courtyard.But most of the children are accompanied by family members or nurses, and playing and jumping are not allowed.Occasionally, after being warned, one or two naughty children could only obediently follow the caregiver or be carried back to the ward. The aggrieved expression on their faces reminded Yami of her junior sister when she was a child.

The so-called Dao—no matter what kind it is—although it sounds very elegant, but in the eyes of most people, the process of its practice is extremely boring.

The Tao of incense, Buddhism, and Chinese culture have a great relationship. In addition to knowing incense, disciples spend a lot of time studying Buddhism and reading scriptures. Even Yamei, who loves reading, can't bear it, let alone constantly It's time for the big junior sister.

Masami was lost in memories, while Yukimura was walking leisurely while observing her calmly.

"You like red plums very much?"

They happened to stop in front of a plum tree.It was still Meng Dong at this time, most of the plum blossoms were just buds, occasionally one or two bloomed impatiently, but they didn't finish blooming, it was the most beautiful when they were in full bloom.

Not far away, there were two elderly people sitting in wheelchairs, writing haikus to Mei Mu, looking very interested.Yami listened attentively to their conversation, but was a little unresponsive.

"Ah? Ah... oh, oh... I can't say that I like it very much, I just appreciate it." She nodded, as if affirming her statement, "I always remember the passage that Qingzi said in "Pillow Grass" talk."

"Wooden flowers belong to plum blossoms. No matter whether the color is strong or light, red plums are always the most beautiful."

Yukimura read the words ahead of her, and turned to look at her with particularly deep eyes.

If anyone who was familiar with him was present, he would probably be taken aback, and then exclaimed, "Yukimura Seichi actually has a face that asks for praise!"

"You know it too~" Yami was really happy.

"Yeah. Liu recently brought me some classic literature." He said so with his usual expression.But in fact, why Liu Lian Er brought him the classical literature about Kyoto, I am afraid that only the two parties know the reason.

"Actually, if you want to say that you like it the most... in my case, it should be the green dodder." Masami hesitated for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Yukimura's expression, "Is it too unpopular?"

Yukimura shook his head. Another of his hobbies is gardening, and he has also dabbled in a large number of books on plants.

"I heard that people who are blessed by this kind of flower will become rational and sharp. Presumably, if you encounter a critical problem, this type of person will be a good person to discuss."

Masami listened carefully to his words, and once again admired Yukimura's erudition in her heart.

"I really want to be that kind of person..." Masami sighed, but in fact, thoughts are just thoughts most of the time.

"Then, Yukimura-kun should like cornflowers, right?" There were two pots on the balcony, and Yukimura always seemed to be extra careful when serving them.

"Correct answer." He smiled slightly, then lowered his head slightly, his voice gradually became low and magnetic.

"Then... do you know its flower language?"

Yami stared blankly at him pulling into the distance, and shook her head foolishly.

"Yes--"

"Good morning, Ashi~"

"Brother Yukimura——"

Suddenly there were a few shouts from the side, and then Yukimura felt something on his leg, and looked down, it was the little girl named Kana who was hugging his leg.

"Brother Yukimura—" Xiao Yi also hurried over and grabbed his other hand.

These two little girls were the ones he met when he was in the hospital, those two little guys who avoided taking medicine. Later, Nobuo Harada took him to the pediatric department a few times, and gradually became familiar with them.

Nobuo Harada moved slowly, and was walking down the path with his prosthetic legs helplessly.

When approaching, his figure paused slightly.I don't know if it was Yami's illusion, but she seemed to see that person nodding towards her.

She turned her head to ask Yukimura, but Yukimura was being entangled by two little girls at this time, and did not dare to communicate with her at all.

Others cannot hear Masami's voice, but they can hear Yukimura's.

...so what he just wanted to say...

The author has something to say: There is a feeling that I am evolving towards Wanwan's romance...I don't like it, I will definitely fix this chapter in the future! ! !

☆, little boy