Looking at the scenery outside the window, Pu Chi Huiyi silently drank the drink he brought with him. Pulling out a few pieces of stationery from his bag, he tried to write the lyrics and tune of "Station" on the paper. I don't know how long it took, but the train stopped, and a girl came to the seat next to no one.

After composing the song, Pu Chi Huiyi found that the girl who was special meow had been staring at him, and he didn't know how long she had been watching.

"Are you a singer?" The girl asked first.

"It's not." Kamaike Teiichi didn't want to start a conversation with a girl.

"Isn't that what you just wrote? If you have written songs, then you should be able to sing. The girl continued.

"It's a song, it doesn't matter if you sing it or not." Pu Chihui wanted to stop the conversation.

Pu Chi Huiyi, who was originally wearing a hat that half-covered his face, raised his head and saw the whole picture of the girl clearly, and he always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

"Can you show me this song, maybe I can sing it to you." The girl had a pleading expression.

Time on the train passed slowly, and Pu Chihui thought for a moment, pulled his hat, and reluctantly handed her the manuscript.

Unexpectedly, the girl's expression changed instantly when she looked at the lyrics, and the sadness in her eyes could not be hidden.

The story has begun, but the listeners are only shadows.

She just got off the train and saw a figure in the distance, walking to the door of the next car card to line up. The familiar raincoat and the rapid pace shocked her heart, and she immediately realized that it was the one she had loved in the past.

The sweet fragments of the past came to mind one by one, but when she was about to get drunk, painful memories suddenly sprung up, and she remembered that he had married a new love at that time, which made her very angry, and although he tried every possible explanation, she did not believe it at all, and finally proposed to break up. She wanted to pretend that nothing happened, greet him, and say that even if she didn't have him, she could still live a good life, and there was no problem at all. But when she saw him, she hesitated.

Two years after the breakup, the scenery is still the same, and the face is unbelievable. She has changed her hairstyle, and her whole person has a new look, but looking at his eyes, she is so depressed, and she has no demeanor of the day. She has a new lover, and it is rumored that he also has a new partner, and both of them should be on the way home, but looking at his appearance, there is no such feeling. He just waited with his head down, not noticing her in the slightest. She looked at his side face and couldn't help but burst into tears, could it be that he was wrong that day? Without her by his side, he was so lifeless that her heart ached, and it turned out that he only loved her from beginning to end.

Looking at his back, gradually drowning in the crowd, a deep sadness surged in her heart, because her willfulness that day deeply hurt the single-minded him, and also ended a relationship that might blossom and bear fruit. But after the heavy rain, everything is in the past, things have changed, and life can only return to ordinary again.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" The girl finished singing, but found that Pu Chi Teiichi was already teary-eyed.

"It's okay, I'm done singing, I'm singing very well." Pu Chihui wiped his eyes, the memories of his previous life were engraved in his mind after all and could not be erased, time would only exacerbate his pain, and he didn't want to face such a new life.

Eased his emotions and looked at the girl, but he didn't expect the girl to be watery too, and Kamachi Teiichi suddenly knew who she was, Yukiko Okada.

"It's really fate, 82-year-old Yukiko Okada hasn't entered the entertainment industry yet, it seems that at this time she is still called Kayo Sato. Speaking of which, she is a year older than me, and she looks like a little girl. Pu Chihui laughed, and couldn't help but feel that this idea was a little too ridiculous.

Hand the little girl a tissue and wiped her tears, she really hadn't learned such a sad song for a long time, and it was written by the person in front of her.

I was surprised that Katsuike Teiichi was not a singer, nor was he a person who worked in music.

Ka Chi Teiichi knew that this girl later chose to commit suicide because she couldn't bear the high pressure of love and work. I couldn't help but be in a trance, and then I chatted with this fragile girl.

"Do you like music very much?"

"Senior, I'm very yearning for music, and your song is really sad."

"Why are you alone?"

"Isn't the predecessor also a person?"

"Well, it seems to be."

"And what are your plans for music?"

"I want to make my debut like Akina sauce."

"Then you have to work harder, Mingcai-chan is not as easy as it seems!"

"Then what are your plans to go to Tokyo?"

"Me? Hehe. ”

The sunset at dusk covered half of the sky at the station, and when it was time to get off the train, it could be seen that Yukiko seemed to be a little reluctant, but it is true that in the memory of her previous life, her life may be more lonely and pathetic than that of Akina Nakamori.

"Eh, forgot to ask your seniors what your name is?"

"Kamaike Teiichi, a native of Kanagawa Prefecture."

"Oh, okay, I hope to see you soon, goodbye, Hui Yisan."

"Goodbye, Kayo-chan, don't push yourself too hard!"

"Well, thanks, I'll try."

Pressing the brim of his hat, Ka Chi Terui strolled out of the station, "RB is not big, but I don't know when the next meeting will be, Kayoko."

......

"Hey, it's been a heavy day, but the bustling nature of Tokyo at this time is really not guilty of those who don't know. It is really a typical bubble city, and the bubble economy has made everyone in Tokyo live in a dream. Ka Chi Teiichi sighed.

Hopping on the bus to "Insect Production Co., Ltd.", Kamaike Teichi looked out the window at the cityscape, Tokyo's nightlife is really bright, everywhere is resplendent, there is no peace and tranquility of the hometown at night, and the smell of money is stimulating the brain of every young person.

I got out of the car with emotion and looked at the brightly lit building "Insect Production Co., Ltd." in front of me, and Kamachi Teruichi walked in.