In Ogata's opinion, the woman in front of him is still the familiar Miyano Shiho.

She is like a lily, whether it feels cold or solemn, the stamen is sweet. It makes you feel a sweet and touching fragrance

The distance between the two people was about three meters, Ogata was standing in place, and Shiho Miyano was also standing there, although the bodies of the two people did not get closer, but their eyes crossed each other's faces.

The early morning sun shone on the side of Ogata's face, adding a bit of warmth, and he tried his best not to get too excited, otherwise he would lose his cool head. But when facing this woman, Yiqiē's thoughts and thoughts are in a static state, and he just wants to lock her in his own world with his eyes and not separate again.

The black trench coat was slightly tightened, and under Ogata's gaze, Shiho's voice was indifferent, like a stranger: "Don't come to me again, whether it's the United States or Japan." ”

The voice was cold, the expression was cold, and Ogata's heart was even colder to the bottom.

Because such words appeared on the last date between the two of them as a couple. At that time, Ogata was full of joy to go to Shiho, but after learning the news that she was going to return to China, he walked down the street alone in despair

Feeling this kind of thing can't deceive people, Ogata's eyes looked at Shiho, and all that came to his mind were good memories, and he was full of anticipation on the way here.

Because when he returned to Japan, he wanted to find the woman he loved and share his all with her.

But Shiho in his sight was even more indifferent than when he first met her. It seems that the distance between two people is no longer a short three meters, but a gap that cannot cross each other's location.

"Why?" Ogata doesn't usually say these three words, because his observation and the contents of his head can solve any problem. But when facing her, it is completely dependent on his own feelings to drive his brain.

Zhibao stared at him and said lightly: "I said that the college days have come to an end. Now we are just former classmates, and now strangers, and we no longer have any relationship. ”

Shocked, Ogata's eyes trembled, his lips twitched slightly, and his fingers clasped: "Shiho, you're dangerous, aren't you?" ”

Hearing Ogata's words, the glint in Shiho Miyano's eyes became more and more obvious.

"Shiho, you were forced, were you?"

Ogata felt that his eyes were astringent, and when his gaze was fixed on her, the picture was sour. He wanted to hear her answer, which was what he expected, because this relationship was as valuable to him as his dream.

In a person's life, he must always cling to something.

And Ogata returned to Japan from the United States, waiting hard, patiently expecting, hoping to let the beauty in his memory continue

"Shiho. I'm tormented, I see a woman, and I think of you while waiting for a boy she likes. Think of the time we used to eat ice cream together and go to the movies, think of every moment we had in the library, think of us standing under the Statue of Liberty and blessing each other. Because of all this, I can still remember the vivid images, which were sealed here. ”

Ogata pointed to his chest, his heart aching.

"I don't need any reason to wait, just because I like you, I care about you, and I want to see you so that it doesn't make this place feel empty and barren."

"I envied the boy because he knew that the woman was waiting for him. Two people will feel happy for each other's waiting. And I have someone in my life who is also worth waiting for."

"She's been to my memory, she's been into my world, she can smile so happily, she can make me feel, that's the most touching smile."

Ogata felt that his voice was like a fluttering piece of paper, rising and falling with his feelings.

Shiho was still listening, she was listening

He hopes that after he says all his inner thoughts, he can make Zhibao understand that he will never give up this relationship.

"Ogata." Shiho Miyano said suddenly.

The faces of the two people were calm and a little strange, and their eyes were full of each other's figures.

"Me"

"I don't need your waiting."

When the words fell, Shiho Miyano saw that Ogata's lips were trembling, his eyes were shaking, and the depths of his eyes seemed to be red.

The figures in the early morning slowly increased, and passers-by looked at them with very surprised eyes.

Standing in place in a trance.

Ogata stretched out his hand, and from a distance of three meters, he saw Miyano Shiho's cold face between his fingers: "I wasn't so strong, I wasn't so good at expressing my heart"

Shiho Miyano also stretched out his hand, his palm facing Ogata, his eyes staggered.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't see each other." The moment she moved her palm, her fingers overlapped Ogata's fingers, and there was silence.

She finally said to Ogata, "We are no longer a couple, so don't look for me, don't have any contact with me, because we shouldn't know each other, and we shouldn't give any sadness and wait for each other." ”

"I'm sorry."

Yumi Miyamoto slowly walked away from Ogata's eyes.

He looked at her, and an hour ago, maybe he would have been ecstatic to catch up. A year ago, maybe I would have rushed over and hugged her tightly.

And now it can be done.

Only staring at the figure that was fading away, a little blurred, blurred.

Crystal clear teardrops continued to expand and magnify her figure

"Ring, ring, ring."

The phone rang.

Ogata picks up the phone.

silent

A strange voice came from the other end of the phone: "Cousin, where are you?" ”

"I'm running."

"Cousin, your voice"

Ogata leaned against the wall, clenching the phone tightly, his palms covering his eyes.

"Cousin"

The phone hangs up.

The water seeped through his fingers and slowly swiped across his cheeks, and he gulped in the morning air

I don't know how long it took when Ogata raised his head.

Xiaolan was wearing slippers and panting in front of him

Shiho Miyano walked down the street, her head bowed.

"Excuse me, how to get to 62 Rice Flower Street?" A young woman asking for directions patted her.

"Go straight and turn right."

The young woman looked at the brown face in amazement.

Tears swept through the depths of his eyes, and became a tear stain that dried and then moistened again

Her hands tightly clasped the black trench coat, she ignored the woman who asked for directions, and kept inhaling the air.

Because there was a man who sued him.

In times of heartache, breathing can relieve the pain. (To be continued...!)

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