"Love letters?"

Ryoichi Kishida looked at the manuscript on the table with some surprise, and this time the name was no longer the kind of long name.

It's like telling others bluntly that this is a book of pure love.

Without the slightest concealment, the white paper is printed with neat words, and the columns of refreshing words are the new works of the teacher of Xiaoyuan Liuying.

The slightly quiet heart became uncontrollably excited again, it was too long since I saw the teacher in the small courtyard.

Damn it!

It would be great if the teacher could hand in a new draft every day, even if he was willing to take a little more time every day.

Ryoichi Kishida tried his best to hold on to his joy, and his eyes followed the beginning of the manuscript and looked back.

[Two years after Fujii's death.]

……

Hiroko looked up at the sky, and the white snowflakes fell from the colorless and transparent sky in an infinite way, and the beauty was indescribable. He died in the snowy mountains, and the sky he saw at the last moment was probably the same.

……】

As the manuscript flipped, the originally slightly impetuous heart seemed to fall into an inexplicable calm.

It was as if there was an endless snow in my heart, immersed in that snowy story.

There is no fantasy and sudden accidents, everything begins with the letter sent to heaven, which opens up the love that transcends time and space.

Hiroko Watanabe, male Fujii tree, female Fujii tree, Akiba ......

It's as if someone is whispering in his ear, and he doesn't hurry to tell everything in the letters between Watanabe Hiroko and Nuki.

Swish......

When the last page of the manuscript closed, Kishida Ryoichi was still indulging in the fleeting snowflakes.

The manuscript of "Love Letter" was thinner than the previous two manuscripts, but it allowed him to read it for a longer time.

The winter sun shines in through the window, pulling out a long shadow of everything on the table.

For a long time, in a small gust of wind.

Ryoichi Kishida snapped back to his senses, taking a long, deep breath and rubbing his palms against the goosebumps that had risen under his clothes.

Somehow, there was an indescribable peace in his heart at this moment, a faint tranquility with something looming.

All sorts of thoughts popped up in my mind, spreading like a spider's web.

Is this pure love? Probably yes, but it is different from the pure love he knows......

It's more like the multifaceted nature of love.

The kind of love mixed with pure and beautiful, the young and ignorant secret love, and the relief after the love returns.

Ryoichi Kishida slammed his neck hard, his fingers running over and over the slightly cold pages on the table.

It's beautiful.

This is probably the strongest feeling in his heart at this time, the kind of beauty that crushes love and sprinkles sadness into the words.

He actually had such a feeling in a book of pure love.

"It's worthy of Koina Sensei......" Ryoichi Kishida said softly.

Before, I was worried that Mr. Liuying's new work in the small courtyard couldn't compare with other newcomers, but now I think about it, I only feel ridiculous.

Teacher of the small courtyard him.

Always gives an unexpected pure love.

After a short period of calming down, Ryoichi Kishida opened the place where the manuscript began again and looked at it again.

This time, he had a lot of thoughts on his way to the deeper level.

"Mr. Kishida, are you going to eat?"

"I'll go when I'm done with this manuscript."

"Okay, then Kishida-sensei, I'll go first."

"Wait, can you bring me a bento?"

“……”

A large cloud blocked out the sun's rays, and darkness enveloped the office.

Ryoichi Kishida fell in again.

The cruel and youthful tale of youth contains the other side of love, betrayal, deception and gloom.

Life and death, love and relief.

"How did Mr. Xiaoyuan write such a great pure love! It's like a god! ”

……………………

Morito-shi, a classroom in junior high school.

Outside the hazy white mist, snowflakes swept all over the sky under the hazy sky, and the whining wind sounded from time to time.

There were many students playing in the snow standing in the snow, and the noise was mixed.

"It's like I've never seen snow." Kyoko Tachibana stood in front of the window and looked at the boys running crazy on the campus.

Kimura Shinki glanced at it and said with a smile: "It's like this every year, and their energy is really strong." ”

"Do you mean they have the energy to make themselves like frozen chickens?"

"Hahahaha."

Koki Kimura was amused by Kyoko Tachibana's description.

Kyoko Tachibana laughed for a while, then withdrew her gaze and sat down in the seat in front of Kokoki Kimura.

With a sharp sound as the chair slid across the floor, Kyoko Tachibana poked her head excitedly and said with a mysterious expression.

"Shinki-chan, do you know which crew was filming in school recently? You would never think of it. ”

Kimura's eyes blinked.

Absolutely unexpected?

Indeed, Kyoko would never have imagined that she lived in the same house with the main actors of the crew every day.

Even ate at the same table.

But......

Looking at Kyoko Tachibana's excited appearance, Kimura Konoki still suppressed all these in his heart, trying to pretend to be curious.

"What is it?"

"It's smoked sauce and Kimura-kun! It's the artist I've been talking to about before, and by the way, we've also seen their movies. ”

Kyoko Tachibana looked excited, and clasped her hands firmly in front of her.

If it weren't for the gloom outside the window, Kimura suspected that Kyoko's eyes could really become like the starry eyes on TV.

"I really didn't expect that they would come to Morito to shoot, maybe it's the next movie that will be released."

Kimura smiled and responded, "Oh. ”

"Huh......?" Kyoko Tachibana looked at her, "The reaction was so cold, I thought Shinki-chan would be a little more excited." ”

"Is there one?" Kimura Konoki held her chin with her palm, rubbed the corners of her mouth with her fingers, and in order not to sweep the other party's interest, she explained, "It's just that I was so surprised that I didn't know what to say." But speaking of which, how would Kyoko know? ”

"Listen to me."

Speaking of this, Kyoko Tachibana lowered her voice.

"Hmm." Kimura nodded seriously, and leaned forward subconsciously.

"In fact, there are juniors and juniors who were selected by the crew to be group performers, and they saw it with their own eyes. I'm so envious that I can see Kimura-kun and Smoke-chan shoot so closely, and I really want to see it with my own eyes. ”

Kyoko Tachibana's eyes showed a deep envy, and she wished that she was a group performer, even if she didn't want a little pay.

No! It's no problem for her to post the money.

"I see." Kimura was stunned, and then asked rhetorically, "Then when it's time to shoot, wait outside the school, Kyoko should be able to see it, right?" ”

"It's hard, I'm leaving school for winter break. And I don't know when the crew's next shooting will be......"

Kyoko Tachibana bowed her head in frustration.

She looked very sad, but after a while, she raised her head sharply and held Kimura's hand with both hands.

"Why don't Xinxi-chan and I come to school every day to stay?"

"What stupid thing is Kyoko talking about, it's too stupid to do this, just go and ask those who participated in the shooting, right?" Kimura relentlessly withdrew his hand.

"They? It's all like you can't say this, you can't say that, and you can't ask more questions at all. And in fact, only a few people attended. ”

Kyoko Tachibana sighed helplessly, and then began to babble about how she had gotten the news and her love for Hayabusa Kimura and Tomorrow.

Kimura listened to it, but her mind couldn't be fixed on Kyoko Tachibana's words.

It's really because of the person in Kyoko's mouth, she is already familiar to the point where she is not interested.

Other than that......

During this time, her energy was also completely focused on creation.

After the last phone call with the editor of the publishing house, Kimura felt that he was one step closer to his dream and more determined to complete the creation as soon as possible.

When the junior high school is over, I will submit the finished submission to the Hayin Society.

Definitely!

"Is Shinki-chan listening?" Kyoko Tachibana sensed the distraction in the eyes of the other side.

"Huh? Oh, there's listening. ”

In Tachibana Kyoko's disbelieving gaze, Kimura Koki hurriedly spoke.

"However, even if Kyoko sees them, it doesn't make any sense, right? It's the same as seeing it on TV. ”

"It's not at all! The feeling of meeting my idol in the same close space made me faint with excitement. If I could get an autograph, I would frame it and hang it on the wall as a family heirloom. ”

"It's completely exaggerated to the point of not being presentable." Kimura said speechlessly.

"Anyway, I really want to see it...... If only I could see Smoke-chan and Kimura-kun with my own eyes, I could do anything! Is it true that such a scene only appears in dreams......"

"Huh? Can anything be done? ”

"What?"

"That's what Kyoko said, if you can meet them, let Kyoko do anything?"

"If only I could see it."

"Oh~"

Looking at his friend sitting in front of him, a smile appeared on Kimura's face.

………………………………………………

Snowflakes fell on the streets of Morido City, and many people stood on the streets in the dark night.

They stood outside a room, as if waiting for something.

"Let's go!"

“……”

Inside the house.

The kitchen door was pushed open, and the woman who was washing the dishes looked back behind her.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Ito didn't speak, picked up the thermometer in his hand and looked at it.

Miki Mihara looked at her suspiciously and asked, "Have you taken your temperature?" How many degrees? ”

Ito's face was a little red, and his expression was a little confused.

She looked at the thermometer in her hand and smiled bitterly, "It's broken." ”

"Give it to me."

Miki Mihara reached out to Yu Ito, wanting to take the thermometer and look at it.

Yu Ito had just handed the thermometer out of his hand a little, but he had withdrawn it slightly.

The next moment, her body shook, and her whole body fell to the ground as if she had lost her strength.

Boom.

"Tree." Miki Mihara walked up to Ito's side in a panic, stretched out her hand to shake her, and shouted loudly, "Tree! ”

But there was no response at all.

Miki Mihara picked up the thermometer that had fallen on the ground and held it up to look at it.

"Forty-one octaves." Miki Mihara put her hand in front of Ito's forehead.

"Her grandfather! Her grandfather!"

She shouted loudly to the old man outside.

Immediately after, Miki Mihara quickly ran towards the upstairs room, slamming open the sliding door with both hands.

"Ambulance, call an ambulance! And a blanket, bring a blanket. ”

The old man was startled by the unusual shout and rushed into the kitchen.

"Her grandfather, blanket."

"Tree!"

The old man looked at Yu Ito, who had fallen to the ground, and shouted eagerly.

"Where's the blanket?" Miki Mihara asked, "Did you just call an ambulance?" ”

"Blankets." The old man got up awkwardly, and hurriedly got up and walked out of the kitchen.

"Call an ambulance first."

The old man looked at Yu Ito on the ground, "What about the tree?" ”

"I'll help her."

But she ...... "the old man wanted to say something."

But was interrupted by Miki Mihara's voice, "Hurry up and call an ambulance." ”

The old man staggered outside, and Miki Mihara held a spoon in her hand and desperately knocked the ice cubes in the basin.

"It's cold, it's ......cold," Yu Ito, who was in a coma, said in a daze.

"An hour!"

The old man who dialed the hospital shouted in shock.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Why does it take so long...... What? Snow? ”

The old man turned his head to look at the door, ignoring the earpiece in his hand, strode to the door, and pushed it open.

In an instant, snowflakes like swanfeathers fell, obscuring all vision.

The snow is very heavy.

……

"Did you call an ambulance?" Miki Mihara looked at the old man who had returned to the kitchen in a panic.

The old man walked straight up and picked up Yu Ito, who had fallen to the ground, without saying anything, "We can't wait." ”

"Huh?!"

"Her grandfather ......"

"Bring me the blanket." The old man walked outside with Yu Ito in his arms, turning around and shouting at Miki Mihara.

"What are you doing here?"

"If we can get a taxi, we can get to the hospital in fifteen minutes."

The old man walked to the entrance with Ito in his arms, and the woman followed quickly.

"You can't call a taxi, you can't stop it at all."

"If you can't, just walk."

The old man picked up his coat and put it on Ito.

"What are you talking about, you can't do this." Miki Mihara seemed to be in a mess and began to speak incoherently, "Hurry up and call an ambulance." ”

"They said it would take an hour to arrive."

"Why?"

"Look outside." The old man pointed to the rapid snow outside the window, "What about the blanket you wanted?" ”

The phone rings, and Miki Mihara quickly picks up the phone.

"Yes, we're cooling with ice."

"What are you doing, who are you calling?"

"Wait a minute, her grandfather, put Ah Shu down. They say to keep warm...... And then what? Yes, yes! ”

"Hey!"

"Her grandfather, didn't I say that! Let Ah Shu lie there and keep warm! I've already asked about first aid!"

"Put her down, the ambulance won't come."

"They said they would come. An hour or so. ”

"Can't wait that long!"

“……”

The camera seemed to be in chaos, and the sound of the two arguing was mixed with the wind outside the house.

"Do you want to kill even this child?!" Miki Mihara finally couldn't help but shout. (End of chapter)