When he arrived at Sangongbashi Station, he was the only one left in the train car. Shibuya has always been synonymous with prosperity, but when you come here, there are always very few people.

Maybe it's because it's noon on a weekday.

Walk straight up the stairs from the west, and then a path of less than 100 meters to the exit, Takuhisa looked at the convenience store at the exit in front of him and walked in.

It's no different from other convenience stores, he just wants to come in and walk around, and it's about the last time he's here, and it's good to have them all in his eyes and turn them into indispensable memories in his body.

In the narrow three-row corridor, he stopped at the drink cooler, took out a bottle of mineral water for 110 yen, and prepared to pay the bill.

At this time, seven or eight high school students entered the room, and their faces were all happy, and they could tell from the words that they had slipped out and planned to skip the afternoon class together.

It's so good, Takuhisa suddenly felt a little envious, maybe he was leaving Tokyo, which made his heart flutter a little, he didn't skip class with anyone.

Those high school students were just a vignette, and after leaving the convenience store, Takuhisa walked again at the pace of the last time, and if you say the difference, it's just a difference in mood twice.

That time was nostalgia, and this time it was the end.

Sangong Bridge Park on the slope was still like that, and there was no one to see, so he sat on a bench in the shade of the park for a few minutes, buttoning his thin jacket with both hands.

Autumn is getting deeper, and the cool atmosphere of early autumn is gradually becoming cold.

The road from the slope is very quiet, and even if you see people, you are only scattered homemakers.

After crossing the railroad and highway intersection in the middle, Takuhisa took a few photos at Yoyogi Hachimangu Shrine not far away, and Takuhisa prepared to return the way he came, but his memory of that time was only a few kilometers of asphalt roads.

The phone in his coat vibrate, and Takuhisa took it out without stopping, looking down at it, just as he happened to walk onto the railway.

It was a message from my sister.

Urging him to come over quickly, the plane at five o'clock this afternoon.

After replying with a yes, he took his phone back.

It also happened that at this moment, the eagerness that could be understood without conveying it shook from his right, and the woman in the pale blue coat, with short hair, with a kicking step, did not see her face clearly.

He paused, and by this time he had reached the railway.

All along, his world was like shellfish in the deep sea, silent, so peaceful that the voices of others could not penetrate it. But the woman......

Everything was already clear before his eyes.

When they passed by, the sound of waves suddenly flashed in Takuhisa's heart.

It was the sound of the sea.

He heard it clearly, not a hallucination.

Not in the depths of the seabed, but near the surface of the beach, all sorts of sounds pierced his world. From the depths of the ocean to the surface, yes

Because of that eagerness.

The sound of the train sirens sounded, the interrupter had fallen, and if he had ignored the past and walked forward, he might miss something, and he would have gone in the opposite direction, farther and farther away, the difference between the two poles.

This makes him feel very uncomfortable, and negative emotions can make him feel tired.

So Takuhisa's shoulders began to turn.

If you look back now, that person will turn back too.

Holding on with great conviction, he slowly turned around, and the hot current that suddenly surged in his heart had already flowed through his body.

The whizzing express train blocked his view.

It's a long, long train, like a spaceship traveling through the galaxy, and no one knows when it will disappear. It's just that at this moment, an impregnable wall was erected between Takuhisa and the woman who passed by.

The tram thought to be about to pass was approached by another tram coming in the opposite direction, repeatedly blocking his view.

The wind gradually blew away his enthusiasm.

If he had been in Japan before, he would have committed suicide by running into the railroad without any scruples, but now it's different.

It is not regret, not the uneasiness of being swallowed up by darkness, but a slight expectation.

When the tram passes, will she wait there?

Could it be you?

Eri Blossom.

Takuhisa looked up at the natural painting painted with sky-blue paint.

It doesn't matter if it's not.

This is already a miracle beyond everything.

……

……

Speechless, unstoppable tears burst out of my eyes.

She looked at the wooden sign in her hand again, and held it again, so that she could no longer see it, and her hands trembled.

Thought......

She thought she could forget.

Erika Ikuta once thought so naively.

But it was too absolute, and after he reappeared at the handshake meeting, the originally innocent but closed heart was opened, revealing the inner truth.

I will never forget, it is precisely because I am still looking forward to the reunion that I will never forget.

In the cold and quiet morning, the loneliness of being swallowed up by the bottomless abyss enveloped her again, and only the emotions she thought were calmed. Erika Ikuta clearly realizes that her favorite boy is in Tokyo, right next to her, and if she doesn't act again, she will be condemned.

will be condemned by themselves.

During the handshake meeting, because she was a member of Nogizaka 46, she couldn't do anything, and could only watch helplessly as Takuhisa was pulled away by another woman.

But......

Things were different now, and she believed that she would meet that person in that place.

She ran as fast as she could in her life, from the practice room to the downstairs, and then from the door of the erected building to the parking spot where the taxi was parked, which was the quickest she had ever moved.

"Where to go?"

There were quite a few Huafa drivers who asked.

"Samiya Bridge!"

She didn't even kick her breath and said her destination.

It would cost her a taxi ride from here to Samgong Bridge, but she couldn't afford it, and time was more important than money now—not to mention that she didn't lack them.

During her high school years, she basically didn't go out much, which eliminated the possibility of her extravagant consumption.

The driver's good professionalism made him not ask why she was crying, but just drove the car to her destination in silence, and what he could feel was that the taxi kept overtaking other vehicles.

The wind drifting into the early winter from the pulled down window, it was still autumn, but it was already winter, and the fear of being tied up made Ikuta Erika unable to alleviate it.

What if I get there and don't meet him?

What if you just miss it after all?

The restlessness was that she had her hands on her chest, and on each hand she held a wooden plaque with two different names on it.

I want to find that person, and I want that person to take the initiative to find her.

Erika Ikuta knows that the beautiful experience of her childhood makes her have such fantasies, so her emotions tend to be natural, believing that there are always good things in the world, there will be close seniors, peers who can fight, and first love who will eventually walk with her.

They will guard her and give her incredible power, even if she encounters all kinds of suffering.

Eat a simple bento box with them, or delicious udon and fried chicken, dance with them in a complex but beautiful dance, and sing classic songs with him to the accompaniment of the piano.

So now, the Ikuta Erika in their hearts is a little girl who loves to play, is energetic, lively and innocent, and has a somewhat naughty mischievous mentality - this is indeed her original mentality.

Can......

There is the sun and the moon in her heart, and in the fantasy sky, the sun illuminates the horizon, and her outward personality is shining and giving hope, but when the sun sets and the moon rises, the chaotic emotions of silence and restlessness are constantly reconstituted and deformed in the body.

I hope to play the piano together to resolve this real sense of oppression.

No one had ever seen her when the moon had risen, and she had never shown it, but she wished she could share it with him.

Emotions in the dark begin to be confused.

After paying, she got out of the taxi and ran wildly down the road, the residential streets were deserted at this time, and if there was any impression, it was probably the high school students who came out of the convenience store, passing through them and continuing to run ahead.

She had to run, and if she didn't, the runners behind would squeeze everything she had, even though there was no one behind her at all, except for those high school students.

A fallen leaf fell on top of her head.

"Huh?"

I couldn't help but pause for a moment.

Turn your head to look at your surroundings.

The cherry blossom trees in Sanmiyabashi Park are bare, and there is not a trace of superfluous material on the branches, swaying alone in the wind.

The grass lay down underneath, and the smell of the earth remained.

The sound of the sea seemed to be heard in the distance.

She has been to the sea, she has been there when she followed variety shows, the waves and water, shaking her heart, and the dark blue suffocates her chest.

"Will you be able to see the cherry blossom trees bloom next year?"

As if back in time, the boy, sitting on a park bench, asked with a little concern.

"There will definitely be cherry blossoms, what are you worried about?"

Next to him sat a girl of the same age, but the girl was the exact opposite of lively, in contrast to the boy's cowardly sorrow.

"But is it so bare, will it really survive the winter, won't it be overwhelmed and disappear when the snow comes?"

"No!"

The girl said without paying attention.

"Why?"

"Because this big tree has been growing in this world just like us, and they are also alive strong, and the wind and snow can't overwhelm them. So, next year, we can continue to see the cherry blossoms in full bloom. ”

Consciousness returned, and she returned to the present.

By the way, this is the memory of that time, and Erika Ikuta came to her senses.

Her whole being was surrounded by this world.

We are all living strongly, why worry, why be afraid, he and I will definitely meet, even if it is the time of winter, when spring comes, when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, we will finally ......

Right, Takuhisa?

She smiled happily at the non-existent air.

So she continued to run ahead, but differently.

The whole world embraced her, the flowers bloomed for her, the birds chirped for her, the universe sang for her, and spring came early for her.

The scenery that comes back from memory is so beautiful.

In the eagerness, it is with the hope of tomorrow.

It is impossible to encounter beautiful things in life, but painful things will only become memories, whether it is regret to miss out, or betrayed by friends, or more sad things, as long as you run forward, it will only become a memory of idleness.

She just needs to keep running forward, even if she fails, it is a sweet taste.

Takuhisa, you've been watching over me.

Interdependent with me, always by my side.

In the shadows of the streets, in the dust in the corners of the rooms, on the platform across the tram, you will be by my side wherever I look.

Of course, you're not dead, haha.

I'm going to get stronger.

I'll definitely see you.

We must fulfill the promise of the year.

Scurrying across the blue railroad, she brushed shoulders with a man looking down at a text message, and by the time she noticed, the two were already outside the shields on either side.

Just a hurried glance at the side face, she knew that she had met him.

The effort was not in vain at all.

So she turned around.

There is a very strong feeling.

She also saw the man turn slowly.

Could it be him?

Pursed his thin lips,

But even if she wasn't, she wouldn't be disappointed.

It's already satisfied.

They may be a good pair of childhood sweethearts, even if they can't meet now, they will meet in the near future, and they can't leave each other's side anymore.

When I think so.

The long, fast tram drove across the crossing, blocking her view.

It's a long, long tram train.

Her cheeks bulged.

She couldn't see it, and the person couldn't see it, but she could feel it.

The body is full of power.

Finally.

Takuhisa.

Scumbag.

My childhood sweetheart.

It's also someone I can't give up.

We're finally going to meet.

Clench your fists.

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