During the lunch break, Izumi Kurose and Matake Hirasawa came to the cafeteria to eat together.

He was accompanied by Yoshika Tsuda.

She had taken her place and was waiting for the two of them early.

"Tsuda!"

As soon as Hirasawa Matake walked into the cafeteria, his eyes immediately locked on the petite girl.

He couldn't hide his excitement, but the next moment he thought of something, and he all converged.

In response, Izumi Kurose smiled indifferently and said, "Why are you taking care of me?" Do whatever you want, don't upset Tsuda. ”

He doesn't feel uncomfortable seeing his friend immersed in the joy of love.

"She won't be upset!" Matake Hirasawa muttered, "Tsuda wouldn't be like that. ”

"You, you're really immersed in love." Izumi Kurose smiled dumbly.

The appearance of Hirazawa Masashi is so similar to him at the beginning, and he is also trying his best to maintain the person he likes.

"Do you maintain the people you like......

Izumi Kurose muttered, inevitably thinking of the scene in music class when Chiren Shiraishi fought against the class in order to defend him.

This kind of girl-like complex is not only eaten by women, but also by men.

But what was once beautiful and memorable, in retrospect at this moment, is all deadly poison.

"Izumi, what's wrong with you? It's our turn. ”

When Izumi Kurose was about to sink into grief, the voice of Matake Hirasawa sounded from his side, causing him to wake up in time.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions, and whispered, "It's okay, I just suddenly thought of something." ”

When Hirasawa Masatake heard this, he immediately understood something.

He patted Izumi Kurose on the shoulder and said, "Well, don't think about it so much. ”

"Well, don't worry about me."

"You don't look convincing......"

During the conversation, the two of them each chose a set meal and sat down in the seat that Tsuda had occupied.

"Hello senior, meet again!"

Tsuda Jia looked at Izumi Kurose with a melancholy expression, and after hesitating for a while, she still chose to greet her in a normal manner.

"Well, hello." Izumi Kurose nodded slightly, forcing himself to squeeze out a smile that wasn't too ugly.

“……”

Matake Hirasawa looked at it and sighed softly in his heart.

Falling out of love, it's terrifying, isn't it?

This made him inevitably begin to fantasize about what would happen to him if he quarreled with Tsuda Jia and the relationship broke down.

Will it be like Izumi Kurose?

…… Perhaps, it will be too much, right?

And after Kurose Izumi said hello, Tsuda didn't know what to say for a while.

So, she set her eyes on Hirasawa Matake, as if asking for help.

Seeing this, Hirasawa Matake nodded lightly and said, "Let's eat first, it's not good if the food is cold." ”

After these words, the three of them saluted and moved their chopsticks one after another, and the stiff atmosphere was eased.

During the meal, the three of them did not talk again, and they were silent with each other.

From time to time, Tsuda would raise her little head and look at Izumi Kurose, and then look at Matake Hirasawa.

Occasionally, there will be a meeting with Hirasawa Shintoku to look at each other.

At this time, she would always quickly glance away, or lower her head.

In this regard, Matake Hirasawa smiled slightly.

After lunch and another period of time, the bell rang for the first class in the afternoon.

Today is Friday and the first lesson is a music lesson.

Therefore, the two did not go back to the classroom, but went directly to the special classroom for music lessons.

Walking on the way to the classroom, Izumi Kurose casually asked, "What kind of musical instrument is taught in this class?" ”

While reminiscing, Matake Hirasawa spoke: "If I'm not mistaken...... It's the violin. ”

"Violin, ......"

"What, you're interested? Or will it pull? ”

"No, I'm just saying it casually......"

Under the small talk of one person and one sentence, the two walked into the music classroom.

But when he returned to his seat and sat down, Izumi Kurose suddenly became hesitant.

There is no other reason.

If it's okay to be in the classroom, the desks will be separated by an aisle, allowing people to pass.

But if you're in a music lesson, the seats will be next to each other.

Hirasawa Masatake glanced at Izumi Kurose, who had stopped, and immediately understood what he was thinking.

"Izumi, I'll help you change seats with someone else."

“…… Well, then I'm bothering you. ”

Fortunately, Hirasawa Matake's tablemate was a very talkative girl, but when he said that he wanted to change his seat, the other party readily agreed.

After negotiating, the two sat down in their seats, and the music teacher walked in from the door of the class at the right time.

The teacher is still the same music teacher who used to teach piano.

He knows a lot of musical instruments, and has been interested in music theory since he was a child, and it is said that he has been learning it since he can remember!

"Students, are you going to start class?"

The music teacher holds a bright wood-colored violin with a smile on her face.

The violin playing method does not have so many skills, but depends on practice.

Therefore, the music teacher only talks about the basic skills - the hand shape of the violin.

It's about the timbre of the violin, and if it's not done right, it makes a saw-wood sound.

After the music teacher posed for a standard bow-holding hand, he said, "Students, take a good look at my bow-holding hand and follow me to fight." ”

"Good~"

Everyone answered in unison, then opened the violin case in front of them, and imitated the hand shape of the music teacher.

After a round trip, the music teacher puts the piano down and corrects the incorrect gestures one by one.

And when he saw Shiraishi Qianren, he couldn't help but be amazed in his heart.

It's so suitable.

It's like a violin, an instrument that's just for Shiraishi Chiri!

The cold, slightly sad temperament made her just stand there, as striking as the focus of thousands of lights, and it was impossible to take your eyes off.

She bowed her head slightly, bowed the strings, and her posture was extremely standard and elegant.

"Shiraishi-san, you're very good at the violin."

After the music teacher sighed, he suddenly thought of something and asked, "By the way, would you like to go up and play a song?" ”

Shiraishi Chiren raised her head and glanced at him, as if in deep thought.

After a long while, she nodded lightly and agreed.

So, the music teacher also nodded, turned back to the podium, clapped his hands, and said, "Let's put down the violin first, let Shiraishi play a song and demonstrate it to the students." ”

After he finished speaking, everyone put the violin back in the case and put it away.

"The squad leader can also play the violin?" Matake Hirasawa asked in a low voice.

She ...... A lot of musical instruments do. Izumi Kurose looked at Shiraishi Chiren in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but fluctuate.

Under everyone's gaze, Shiraishi Chiren closed her eyes, rested her violin elegantly on her shoulder, and held the bow against the string.

The moment she played the prelude, a poignant and sad tune suddenly sounded, flowing in this huge music classroom.

“「MysteryofLove」……”

Izumi Kurose abruptly read the name of the song, her eyes following Chiren Shiraishi in front of her.

At this moment, even if he didn't want to face Shiraishi Qianpian anymore, his mind couldn't help but be swept away by her holy and elegant.

The tune she played with her eyes closed did not contain a trace of impurities, only the emotions of grief, love, regret, and loneliness.

What Shiraishi Chiren wanted to express, Izumi Kurose really felt.

Therefore, he just stared at it in amazement, the indescribable emptiness in his heart.

The sad notes filled the classroom, tugging at everyone's hearts and touching their heartstrings.

In a trance, a regrettable and sad memory appeared in their minds.

After reading this memory, they inevitably thought of their own experiences and regrets.

Everyone has regrets and shortcomings emotionally.

Whether it's love, family, or even friendship, it's all turned into a sharp blade at this moment, piercing through the heart.

Everyone's hearts were invaded by an invisible blade, which opened a gap, and endless emptiness and loneliness.

Shiraishi Chiren gently pulled the bow, and her closed eyes were full of sadness.

The notes she was playing poured into her ears, and the scenes with Izumi Kurose came to her mind.

Meet, get acquainted, get to know each other, fall in love, separate......

Layer by layer, layer by layer of memories, are extracted like a cocoon.

A tear crossed the corner of her eye, but no one touched her anymore.

No one can see this tear.

……

At the end of the song, there was silence in the classroom for a long time, and no one could relieve themselves.

Everyone was shocked by this transparent performance and indulged in this feast of sorrow.

Shiraishi put down the violin and slowly opened her eyes, her cold and arrogant eyes still showing a trace of sadness.

She bowed silently to everyone and walked slowly back to her seat.

"A Thousand Pity ......"

It wasn't until half of the hour passed, when the music teacher asked everyone to play the piano again, that Ryuno Nagi came back to his senses, fluttering his sticky lips and calling softly.

- Call me by your name.

"Izumi, Izumi?"

Suddenly, there was a noise in Izumi Kurose's ears, and the picture that was frozen in front of her changed.

At this time, he realized that Shiraishi Chiren was no longer in front of him, and Hirasawa Masatake beside him was calling him by his name.

"Izumi?!"

One after the other called out to him, his voice full of anxiety.

Listening to this call, Izumi Kurose suddenly felt a darkness in front of him, and his body was weak.

He was confused, and his whole person couldn't stop falling forward!

It turned out that the distraction of the whole day was caused by not sleeping well in the past two days and being too tired.

And these pent-up exhaustions, like suppressed emotions at this moment, burst the embankment.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Hirasawa Zhenwu beside him quickly supported him.

"Hey, Izumi!"

"Are you alright?!"

"Izumi !!"

Izumi Kurose couldn't hear anyone's shouts anymore, no matter whose it was.

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