The same table is actually my sick reader

Chapter 124 123. Please call me by your name

During the lunch break, Kurose Izumi and Heizawa Shintake came to the cafeteria for dinner.

Accompanied by Tsuda Jia.

She had already taken a good seat and was already waiting for the two of them.

"Tsuda!"

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

He couldn't hide his excitement, but the next moment he seemed to think of something again, and restrained himself.

Regarding this, Kurose Izumi smiled indifferently, and said, "Why do you care about me? Just do what you want, don't make Tsuda unhappy."

He's not too far from feeling uncomfortable when he sees his friend immersed in the joy of being in love.

"She won't be unhappy!" Hirasawa Shintake muttered, "Tsuda won't be that kind of person."

"You, you are really immersed in love." Kurose Izumi laughed dumbly.

The appearance of Hirasawa Shinwu is so similar to him back then, and he is also trying his best to protect the person he likes.

"Maintain someone you like..."

Kurose Izumi murmured, inevitably thinking of the scene when Shiraishi Chirei confronted the whole class in order to defend him in the music class.

This kind of shoujo manga-like complex is not only eaten by women, but also men can't resist.

But the beautiful and memorable things that used to be, in retrospect at this moment, are all fatal poisons.

"Quan, what's the matter with you? It's our turn."

When Kurose Izumi was about to sink into sadness, Hirasawa Matake's voice sounded from his side, making him wake up in time.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I just thought of something suddenly."

Hearing this, Shinwu Hirasawa immediately understood what was going on.

He patted Kurose Izumi on the shoulder and said, "Is that so, don't think so much."

"Well, don't worry about me."

"You look so unconvincing..."

During the conversation, the two each chose a set meal and sat down at the seat occupied by Tsuda Jia.

"Senior, hello, we meet again!"

Tsuda looked at Izumi Kurose with a gloomy expression, and after hesitating for a while, he still chose to greet him in a normal manner.

"Well, hello." Kurose Izumi nodded lightly, forcing himself a not-so-ugly smile.

"..."

Hirasawa Shintake watched and sighed softly in his heart.

Falling in love is really scary, right?
This made him inevitably start to fantasize about what would happen to him if he and Tsuda Jia quarreled and their relationship broke down.

Will it be like Izumi Kurose?
...Maybe, would it be too late?
And after Kurose Izumi finished greeting, Tsuda Jia didn't know what to say for a while.

So, she turned her gaze to Hirasawa Makoto, as if asking for help.

Seeing this, Hirasawa Shintake nodded slightly and said, "Eat first, it won't be good if the food is cold."

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

During the meal, the three of them didn't talk any more, and kept silent with each other.

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

Occasionally, Makoto Heizawa will look at him.

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

In response, Hirasawa Shintake smiled slightly.

After lunch and spending some time together, the bell for the first class in the afternoon rang.

Today is Friday, and the first class is music class.

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

On the way to the classroom, Kurose Izumi asked casually, "What musical instrument are you teaching in this class?"

Hirasawa Shintake recalled, and said: "If I remember correctly...it's a violin."

"The violin..."

"Why, are you interested? Or do you say you will?"

"No, I just said it casually..."

After chatting one by one, the two walked into the music classroom.

But when returning to his seat and sitting down, Kurose Izumi suddenly became hesitant.

There is no reason for it.

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

But when it comes to music lessons, the seats are next to each other.

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

"Quan, let me help you change seats with someone else."

"...Well, then I will trouble you."

Fortunately, Hirasawa Makoto's deskmate was a very talkative girl, she just said that she wanted to change seats, and the other party readily agreed.

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

The teacher is the same music teacher who taught piano before.

He knows many musical instruments and has been interested in music theory since he was a child. It is said that he has been learning since he can remember!
"Students, start class?"

The music teacher is holding a bright wooden violin, with a spring-like smile on his face.

In fact, there are not so many skills in the method of violin playing, but it depends on practice.

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

It's all about the tone of the violin, which if not right can sound like sawing wood.

After posing a standard bow-holding hand, the music teacher said: "Students, look after my bow-holding hand, and follow me to fight together."

"Good~"

Everyone responded in unison, and then opened the violin case in front of them, imitating the music teacher's hands.

After the music teacher went around, he put down the piano and corrected those incorrect gestures one by one.

And when he saw Baishi Qianlian, he couldn't restrain his amazement.

It fits so well.

Just like the violin, it was prepared for Chirei Shiraishi!
The cold, slightly sad temperament made her just stand there, as if thousands of lights were focused, and it was impossible to look away.

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

"Student Shiraishi, you are 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 piece?"

Shiraishi Qianlian raised her head and glanced at him, seeming to be in deep thought.

After a while, she nodded slightly and agreed.

So the music teacher also nodded, turned around and returned to the podium, clapped his hands, and said, "Everyone put down the violin first, let Baishi play a piece, and demonstrate it to the students."

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

"Squad leader can also play the violin?" Hirasawa Shintake asked in a low voice.

"She... knows many musical instruments." Kurose Izumi looked at Chirei Shiraishi in front of him, and his mood couldn't help but fluctuate.

Under everyone's gaze, Shiraishi Qianrei closed her eyes, gracefully rested the violin on her shoulders, and held the bow against the strings.

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

""Mystery of Love"..."

Izumi Kurose read the name of the song in a daze, his eyes followed Chirei Shiraishi in front of him.

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

The tune she played with her eyes closed does not contain a trace of impurities, only sadness, unrequited love, regret, and loneliness.

Kurose Izumi really felt what Shiraishi Chirei wanted to express.

Therefore, he just stared blankly, feeling an indescribable emptiness in his heart.

The sad notes filled the entire classroom, pulled everyone's emotions, and touched their heartstrings.

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

After reading this memory like a horse watching flowers, they inevitably think of their own experiences and their own regrets.

Everyone has regrets and losses in their emotions.

Whether it is love, family affection, or even friendship—all of them turn into sharp knives at this moment, piercing through the soul.

Everyone's heart was opened by an invisible blade, and endless emptiness and loneliness invaded.

Baishi Qianlian gently pulled the stringed bow, her closed eyes were full of sadness.

The notes she played poured into her ears, and the scene with Kurose Izumi appeared in her mind.

Encounter, acquaintance, acquaintance, love, separation...

Layers of stages, layers of memories are extracted like cocoons.

There was a tear in the corner of her eye, but no one stroked it away for her.

This tear, no one can see.

……

After the song ended, the classroom was silent for a long time, and no one could recover from it.

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

Baishi Qianlian put down the violin, slowly opened her eyes, there was still a bit of sadness in her cold and aloof eyes.

After silently bowing to everyone, she slowly walked back to her seat.

"Qian Lian..."

It wasn't until a while later that the music teacher asked everyone to play the piano again, and Kurose Izumi came back to his senses, moved his sticky lips, and called out softly.

- Please call me by your name.

"Spring, spring?"

Suddenly, noises poured into Kurose Izumi's ears, and the frozen picture in front of him changed accordingly.

Only then did he realize that Chirei Shiraishi was no longer in front of him, and Shintake Hirasawa was calling him by his name.

"spring?!"

Calling him one after another, the voice was full of anxiety.

Hearing this call, Kurose Izumi suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and his body became weak for a while.

His consciousness was blurred, and he couldn't stop falling forward!

It turned out that the whole day's mind-wandering was caused by not sleeping well in the past two days and being too tired.

And these backlogs of exhaustion burst like suppressed emotions at this moment.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Makoto Hirasawa who was beside him quickly supported him.

"Hey, Quan!"

"Are you OK?!"

"spring!!!"

Kurose Izumi could no longer hear other people's shouts, no matter who they were.

　There is another update during the day. I have something to do today, so I didn't have time to code. .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)