"Anyway, there's a beautiful scenery around here, do you want to see it?"

"Ah, is it?" I heard that there was a landscape, and Kirisu Mato's interest suddenly came.

"Well, it's a stream near this shrine, and the scenery is unimaginably gorgeous."

"Really?"

"You'll find out when you go."

The shrine is built on the mountain, so naturally there is also consideration for drainage. There happened to be a small stream that bent down on the mountain, and the people who built the shrine took advantage of the trend and drained the excess rainwater into the stream. Taking into account the increase in the amount of water, the surface of the stream was slightly widened. In order to facilitate the passage of pedestrians, another stone bridge was built.

The scenery that Nan Xiao said was near the stone bridge.

Walking along a moss-soaked gravel path, you will see a stone bridge. The bridge deck is slightly arched with smooth stone balustrades. The stream under the bridge is murmuring, and the sound of frogs is undulating. The sound of rain-like cicadas brings a lush summer atmosphere. Between the shadows of the trees, the lights of the city are far and near.

"The view is really good."

"No," Nan Xiao said proudly, "this is not the scenery I want to show the teacher." ”

"Huh?"

"Look—"

He clapped his hands twice, and his voice was so loud that he was so startled that the intellectuals in the trees shut up.

However, nothing happened.

"Huh? Hey? It's weird, there should be a lot of fireflies here—"

It was pitch black and nothing in the grass beside the creek. Nan Xiao didn't give up and threw a few stones into it. Nothing but alarming a few frogs.

It's a bit embarrassing.

"Hell," he said, rubbing the back of his head, "when I first arrived in the mud bomb last year, there were a lot of fireflies here. This year, there is no one. Damn it! This kind of foreign appearance came out at a critical moment, and last year was also ......"

"Hey, has Nanjun been with anyone before?"

Originally, he should definitely tell a lie at this time, but in the face of Mr. Kirisu's gaze, Nan Xiao couldn't tell a lie at all.

"Uh...... It's a girl I liked in high school before. I once asked her to come here because I heard that there are a lot of fireflies and they are very beautiful. ”

"Oh, is it Nanjun's first love? What kind of girl is it? ”

"Uh...... It's a high school classmate, sitting at the same table as me. She studied well and was admitted to Waseda University on a full scholarship. ”

"And then?"

And then ...... I didn't see a single firefly, and it rained again, and both of them didn't bring umbrellas, so they were drenched badly. ”

"Not this、And then?"

I have to say, probably all the girls in the world gossip about it. Kirisu-sensei's curiosity is also a lot.

Nan Xiao took a deep breath and began to recall the situation last year.

I remember that day she said: "Xiao Nan, do you think it's interesting for us to continue like this?" ”

When I heard that sentence, my heart shrank at that time, and I instinctively said, "Meizi, what's wrong with you?" Don't get excited, speak slowly. ”

She kept staring at her, and suddenly shed two lines of tears: "Xiao Nan, I haven't slept well these days, and I've been thinking about our future." You know, I don't get back that feeling I used to. We're together, just because we're used to being together. But love is not a habit. Xiao Nan, if we continue like this, we will just hurt each other. ”

That day、Umeko cried。

She cried and said, "Xiao Nan, I know you are very good to me, but I don't love you anymore." I know you're going to be heartbroken to say that, but it's fairer for you to say it sooner, isn't it? The relationship is beautiful, but it's a thing of the past. We're done. We can't go back to the way things were. Xiao Nan, I'm sorry, let's break up. You've got to get better. I'll feel guilty if you're having a bad day......"

That day, Nan Xiao stood on the bridge for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, the plum was gone. He walked aimlessly down the hill, came across a convenience store, and went in and said he wanted to buy a pack of cigarettes. He never smoked, but he just wanted to smoke that day.

The clerk handed over the cigarette, he threw down a Fukuzawa Yukichi, turned around and left. The clerk kept shouting from behind but didn't stop him.

A man in a foreign country, he doesn't know where to go, so he walks aimlessly alone on the streets at midnight. Heavy footsteps, through this sleepy city, step by step. It wasn't cold that night, but it was very windy. Tears kept falling, so I smoked, one cigarette after another. In this way, you can deceive yourself and say that you are choking on cigarettes, not because you are sad.

There are still many memories of that day, but Nan Xiao will never confide in Mr. Kirisu.

Children wipe their tears, but adults must be strong!

What is this pain in the wind and rain? Don't be afraid to wipe away your tears, at least the old man still has a golden finger!

"And then, there was no then." He said lightly.

"Did you break up that day, Nan-kun?"

“…… Well. ”

"What was your plan for that day?"

"Hey......?"

"Nanjun asked her to come here, she must have planned it for a long time. It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to confess. How about pretending that the teacher is your high school classmate and auditioning it? ”

"Huh? Aha? Teacher, you must be joking, right? ”

“……”

“……”

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Nan Xiao's intestines were all repentant. If he could turn back five seconds, he would definitely be able to speak for a while.

Syllable! Syllable!

A fireworks display is held in the distance, and strings of gorgeous fireworks hit the sky, colorful and extremely warm.

The shadows of the two people were stretched incomparably slender by the light of the fireworks, and they even looked a little lonely.

"Actually, there have been times when I had to give up, teacher......"

That day, Nan Xiao finally knew why Mr. Madong came to teach at their unpopular Japanese school.

Kirisu is a person who has no past.

When I was conscious, I only remembered that I was standing alone on the streets of Tokyo, and I only remembered that my name was Kirisu Mato, and I only had a suit of clothes and a small suitcase.

There was some money in the suitcase, a college diploma, a driver's license, and a house key.

She searched for the address on her driver's license and went to where she was where she lived. Room 1701 is right on Nan Xiao's head.

The contract was signed with a real estate agent, but when I called, the other party didn't remember who she was. There is a contract, but I don't have an impression of her.

The landlord didn't even remember who she was, and he hadn't even met. As long as the rent is deposited into the other party's bank account every month, it is fine, and I have never said a word.

I don't remember my past, I don't remember where my hometown is, I don't remember what my parents looked like. Everything she used to be was completely blank, as if she was born at the age of 23.