Sakamoto Maibai closed her eyes unconsciously and pressed the portrait to her chest.

Some are sweet, some are shy.

This is a full-body portrait, from head to toe, and the trembling heart begins to tightly surround Sakamoto Maibai.

She recalled several scenes.

The two of them were leaning side by side, editing videos taken inside and outside the temple, running along the shrine approach, and various other things happening in other places.

In the final version, Wu Bai’s grandmother is making diabolo silk thread in front of the spinning machine.

And on the last day, he took the train that left, and he could only watch the train disappear.

Although it feels like the tram is moving very slowly, it is actually rushing to its destination at a speed as fast as an electric motor.

Maishiro Sakamoto recalled a little bit how she felt when she took the car back to her home in Kyoto City after that.

The sun passed through the clouds and shone into the car through the car window, illuminating her face.

Very dazzling.

She couldn't help but close her eyes.

The outline of the mountains must be bathed in the sun, reflecting the white light.

Feel something like a breeze.

Ahhh~~

Sakamoto Maibai took a deep breath.

That feeling filled her heart, and then it turned into a text and a text message was sent.

"Good night, Takiichi-chan."

Sakamoto Maibai lay on the bed and gradually fell into sleep.

She tried hard to steady her heartbeat, and the content of her text message with Takichi rustled into a warm current that reverberated throughout her body.

However, in the dream, the image of reading and replying to the letter still lingered.

She thought that from the first time she met him in Huo'en Temple, everything was destined to follow. She just couldn't guess what the ending would be like.

From this midnight on, Sakamoto Maibai fell in love with the feeling of talking to Takiichi through "letters".

For her, just like people who lived in the Showa era before the Internet was widely spread and developed, or even longer ago, letters were indispensable in daily life, and she was a habit of conveying greetings and thoughts to those she missed far away.

In foreign TV dramas I have watched before, when the heroine received the letter, she held the envelope tightly to her chest, or she burst into tears after reading the contents of the letter.

Now it seems that this is not an exaggerated performance, but a true description.

The vividness of the expression is directly related to whether the sender expects and values ​​the letter.

When all this happens to me.

Sakamoto Maibai began to realize that she was becoming like the heroine in the play, making many fool-like actions.

What a wonderful thing it would be if a letter could take away part of one's soul and go to the direction of that person.

Late at night, it started to rain lightly outside the window.

The sound of the wind blowing on the branches and the dripping of the rain are always lingering in my ears.

Late at night, the quiet city of Kyoto was broken by a rain, but the people who fell asleep were still unaware of it.

Her birthday is in December, specifically December 16th.

In the near future, reunions will be the emotions that arise after parting again and again.

Although I am a little nervous, the time between reunion and farewell should not be too long, right?

What kind of expression should you show next time?

When we say goodbye, his heart-warming smile and white teeth will definitely appear in the scene when we meet again.

Before this feeling disappears completely, Sakamoto Maibai will try her best to remember it at the cost of "burning brain cells."

She thought about it this way, even though she wanted to see him, she missed him so much that she went crazy.

But in order to see him next time, I will want to make myself more "outstanding" before then, such as beautiful, cute, and caring.

Until the day of the next meeting, Sakamoto Maibai decided to use a combination of letters and text messages to communicate with Takiichi to maintain or increase the relationship between the two parties.

As long as the contact continues, she can always feel this sweet touch that reaches her bones, and her life will be easier.

JYP's audition was a few days in the future, facing him and accelerating his pace of invasion. Sakamoto Maibai knew that the day for Takiichi to attend the graduation ceremony was also in those days.

As long as they are not on the same day, it is fine, so that they will not miss each other's destiny.

After closing her eyes, a new letter slowly floated in the air of the boudoir accompanied by her murmur.

In fact, she just saw the bottom of her letter in her dream, and began to read out what she wrote involuntarily.

"Yours sincerely, Hirai Taki-kun.

It has started to rain lightly on the outskirts of Kyoto.

I have always hated rainy days, and suddenly I felt that the rain here could wash away the dew left by the world during the day.

Every night after I parted ways with Taki Kazu-kun, the sound of rain could be heard in front of the window.

Because I remembered what Takiichi-kun said, your name has the meaning of water.

In the past, when it rained, I would close the windows tightly...

But it won't happen anymore. When I hear the sound of rain, I feel Takiichi-chan's presence, it's like the sound of heartbeat.

Is it raining in Sanshan Kimura?

Although I have never been there, I still want to see if the light rain in Sanshanmu Village is as magical as the suburbs of Precision.

This is the beautiful sound of the piano that makes me fall asleep quickly, just like... the music Takiichi-kun once played for me.

I clearly remember the name of the song "Angel Momo·Falling into the Mortal World".

For the first time, I envied Takiichi-kun's sister...

I hope that in the future, I can hear the music composed for me. This is my biggest wish in this life after I met you."

(Note: "Angel Momo·Fell into the Mortal World", original song Xianjian San BGM "Xue Jian Falling into the Mortal World")

...

To be conservative, life after returning to Korea was very peaceful.

It seems that compared to living in the ward of the University of Tokyo Hospital for nearly a year, there is a lack of some "vital" additive.

We are now in our student days, and for my classmates and my return, it is just more things to talk about after class to pass the boring break time.

There is no room for one person, and the classroom is still in a state of flux.

The class you are in will not stop functioning because of the lack of a student who is on long leave.

Huang Lizhi, who had been absent from school for a year, only caused a small commotion on the first day of his return. At the height of the storm, it gradually calmed down due to the "no criticism" order from the class teacher.

After passing through the door of life and death, Huang Lizhi thought that he was beginning to be "different".

She no longer childishly discussed with her classmates the rumors between a boy and a girl in the next class.

However, because of the surrounding atmosphere and the head teacher who has been telling everyone, "Everyone should help Huang Lizhi keep up with the missed courses." Now it seems that it is very difficult to refuse to integrate into the circle that I was used to.
Chapter completed!