I interpret life in Tokyo

He is also human and will get tired, but Madoka Higuchi has never cared about everything about the boy. In her eyes, Kaede Sakakibara seems to be a perfect person, with a smile and gentleness forever.

"Well, I want to take a vacation."

Asakura Toru lay faceless on Higuchi Madoka's bed, smelled the dark scent of Higuchi Madoka, and closed his eyes comfortably.

"Hey... the quilt is all messed up."

Higuchi Madoka's thoughts were interrupted, she looked at Asakura Toru who was lying on the bed, and also looked at her, and found the clarity in her eyes, as if penetrating, easily broke through Higuchi Madoka's psychological defense line, At this moment, she seemed to know what Madoka Higuchi was thinking.

"Sakakibara-san, it's very interesting." Asakura Toru pursed his lips and smiled, hugging Madoka Higuchi's pillow, "He's a good guy."

Higuchi Madoka was forced by the sharp eyes, and she was defeated by childhood sweethearts for the first time. Although she had always treated each other with cold eyes before, and looked down at her indifferently when Toru Asakura didn't bring her wallet, but this time, Madoka Higuchi Xiang took the initiative to look away.

On the first floor, there was the sound of the mother and the boy chatting away at the table, and Madoka Higuchi clenched his lips when he heard the boy praise his seriousness.

She doesn't like this feeling.

As if her own life had been invaded, in this cold world, Madoka Higuchi did not have any expectations for the future.

She just wants to live properly and go with the flow.

However, there is a person walking against the current in the crowd. He is different from the people who are all gray, with a unique and shining color on his body.

Gradually, the people gathered around him also took on vivid colors, and after joking with him, they took steps in different directions.

He found the gray rose against the sun among the flowers, and stretched out his hand to her.

Just thinking about it makes people angry.

Madoka Higuchi frowned at her ankle, her toes wiggling on the floor, she didn't like the feeling.

"Well... not bad." Asakura smiled thoroughly, and let out an exclamation of unknown meaning.

"Asakura, what are you talking about?"

"what..."

Toru Asakura paused for a moment, then smiled, "This kind of life is not bad."

This kind of life means that he is sulking in the bedroom, and Kaede Sakakibara is laughing and chatting with his parents downstairs. . .What a wonderful future this is.

"Lessons are about to start, Asakura."

"Eh..."

Toru Asakura reluctantly got up from the quilt and rubbed his eyes.

After a while, she woke up completely, pursed her lips and said, "This kind of life is very comfortable."

The two walked down the stairs, and Mrs. Higuchi made room for the three of them to study. Before leaving, she touched her daughter's short crimson hair with a smile.

"Let's start. Well, first of all, I want to ask about the progress of teaching in your school. What things have been taught today?"

Madoka Higuchi looked directly into the boy's blue eyes, and she saw dark circles, shallow.

She also saw the strands of tiredness hidden deep in her eyes.

She didn't say anything, but talked about what she had gained in school today.

The four hours of make-up classes are high-intensity and time-focused. This is the case for students and private teachers. Kaede Sakakibara must always be ready to answer the questions of the two. When encountering difficult questions, he needs to formulate complex formulas , and explain it to the two in a concise manner.

"Just send it here, Higuchi-san."

What came into view was the starry sky, reminiscent of the gorgeous fireworks that night, Kaede Sakakibara yawned, a few tears came out of the corners of his eyes, and smiled at Madoka Higuchi.

It's already out of the block, if you go further, the boy will worry about Madoka Higuchi's safety.

"Well, see you tomorrow."

The boy nodded, put his shoulder bag on his back, and walked forward against the sky full of colors.

The back is tall and straight but lonely.

Madoka Higuchi withdrew her gaze, she had seen enough.

A lonely, but brilliant person.

Sakakibara Kaede yawned again, feeling that he was a little confused now, and he had been overworked recently, which made him make mistakes when hunting at night.

Sometimes I'm so tired that I don't even want to play games, I just want to lie on the bed and sleep.

His feet seemed to be filled with lead. Today, for an escape scene, he ran wildly with a cane in the rain.

During this period, he slipped and fell several times, fell down, and was covered in muddy water. He finally managed to achieve the effect that Kiyoshi Takenaka wanted to shoot.

Although tired, but fulfilling.

Compared with the sense of accomplishment of acting in a movie, the boy thinks that the make-up class time with the junior high school girls in the afternoon and evening is more meaningful.

Different from the slogan of enjoying life that our high school students want to convey in our daily life, the ghost fire in midsummer is just a pure suspense drama, and people after watching it may not think deeply.

Therefore, he believes that, compared with movies, the seven school girls he makes up for lessons can directly change his future life, which gives him a greater sense of accomplishment.

He changed the trajectory of the future of seven students and made their future brighter. . .Not enough?

Pushing open the door, Kaede Sakakibara stumbled and sat on the gap in the entrance, the shoulder bag fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

The grades of the five Nakano sisters are improving steadily. In the boy's view, although the University of Tokyo is not very possible, several private universities with good reputation are not a problem at all.

He also saw the progress of Madoka Higuchi and Toru Asakura. Although Madoka Higuchi's attitude towards him was still lukewarm, her progress was obvious to all, and she really hoped to enter the University of Tokyo in the future.

As for Toru Asakura. . .The future is promising, we can only work harder.

Skillfully turning on the TV, the boy rested on the sofa.

The TV show was a showa-era romance, and the heroine didn’t know anything about the male protagonist’s secret tenderness, and only regarded the male protagonist as a friend—no, maybe she saw it, but she took it for granted, so she got used to it. up.

But one rainy night, the hero had a car accident.

The female protagonist hugged the male protagonist's body and cried bitterly in the rain. At this moment of life and death, the female protagonist finally realized the male protagonist's kindness to herself. This episode ended when the yin and yang were about to separate. . .No, why do I feel like I've been watching this type of stuff recently?

The group performances I shoot are also of this type, and the movies I watch are also of this type. Why is it that a TV series is also of this type now?

Regret for life, right?

Sakakihara Kaede hugged the guitar in his arms. He changed the channel and began to watch boring variety shows. His fingers unconsciously plucked the strings.

Accompanied by exaggerated laughter, Sakakihara Kaede's thoughts gradually sank.

He has seen many landscapes and discovered many colors. The world in his dream is bright and bright, his parents are alive, and his family is happy and happy.

He took a step forward, looked back, and saw that the location of the original home had turned gray and fragmented.

Sakakibara Kaede stood up abruptly, waking up from the dream with cold hands and feet.

He glanced at the clock on the wall, and fell asleep until one o'clock in the morning.

"It's over, it's over, I have to go to school tomorrow." With broken thoughts in his mouth, the boy walked up the stairs holding the handrail. He needed a scalding hot bath to wash away the cold sweat on his body and the coldness of his hands and feet.

Then greet a new day of life warmly.

Chapter 47 Millet Porridge and Cold Medicine

Madoka Higuchi was carrying a schoolbag and bento, walking on the all-too-familiar path.

"Really, why should I bring him food?"

With words of complaint in his mouth, Madoka Higuchi frowned, reluctantly completing the task assigned by his mother.

She sighed softly.

Knock on the heavy wooden door.

No sound came from inside.

Higuchi Madoka frowned slightly, and knocked on the door again.

She leaned close to the wooden door, listening to the movement in the room.

Today is a bit abnormal. At this time in the past, the boy usually practiced kendo outside the door, and he could meet her every day, accept the lunch by the way, chat a few words, and then go their separate ways. Madoka Higuchi went to high school, Kaede Sakakibara finished eating Go to college for breakfast.

It was originally like this.

She heard shambling footsteps.

Madoka Higuchi took a few steps back, and the door was pulled open in an instant, Kaede Sakakibara poked half of her face, with a familiar smile on her face.

"This is for today."

"Thank you, Higuchi-san."

Sakakibara Kaede smiled, he took the bento from Higuchi Madoka's hand, Higuchi Madoka touched the boy's hand, only felt the coldness.

She raised her eyes and looked at him.

There was an abnormal flush on the boy's face, but he still pretended to be okay, had a laugh with Madoka Higuchi, and then closed the door.

Madoka Higuchi pursed her lips, and leaned against the door again - she herself felt a little indecent, she didn't hear the sound of leaving footsteps, on the contrary, she only heard the rapid, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow breathing.

She left the door of the small independent house, and walked forward for a while with tight steps.

Finally, she stopped and turned slightly.

"Really...it will cause trouble for people."

The girl gritted her silver teeth lightly, muttered to herself indifferently, and walked quickly in the direction she left just now.

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It feels terrible.

Sakakibara Kaede clutched his head and fell to sit in the entrance. He only felt that his originally clear head was like a paste at this time, and the coquettish words that were originally articulated needed to think for a long time before he could say a word. You can only feel it when you stay up late for two days.

His hands and feet are cold, but his body is hot. The boy is only thankful that he does not have his own filming task today. If the crew stops filming for a day because of him, he will feel guilty.

Maybe it was because I was running among the bushes under the heavy rain yesterday, and I was covered in cold muddy water but I didn't wash it in time, and then I was frozen.

He didn't take his temperature, but he knew he had a fever.

Being sick sucks.

Especially when I live alone, I can only go to the hospital alone when I get sick, take medicine and drink water alone to support my body, and there is no one to accompany me.

So being sick makes people feel extremely lonely, as if there is only one person in the world.

But Sakakibara Kaede is used to it.

Clutching his drowsy head in pain, the boy could only feel the world shaking violently in front of him. Just as he was about to get up, he became dizzy for a moment, and he had to grit his teeth and lean against the wall in the entrance.

Rest here for a while before going to bed. . .It will be fine when you wake up.

He didn't prepare any medicine, and he never expected that he would get sick before, but in his opinion, if you have a cold and a fever, you only need to drink plenty of hot water and sleep under the quilt to get better.

Drowsy, the boy narrowed his eyes, leaned against the wall, stretched his numb legs, and took a big mouthful of air,

The knock on the door sounded again.

Who is it again.

Sakakibara Kaede struggled to prop up his body. Just such a simple movement made him stare at him, and he couldn't stand stably. He gritted his teeth, supported the wall and opened the door.

Seeing Madoka Higuchi standing in front of the door, Kaede Sakakibara asked in surprise, "Huh? Is there anything else, Higuchi-san?"

"Are you still persisting until now, Mr. Patient?"

Madoka Higuchi pushed open the door, the boy stepped back a few steps, saw her enter the entrance, frowning and said: "San Higuchi, studies are more important."

"I just have a little fever, I'll be fine after a night of sleep." He persuaded Madoka Higuchi with a little physical strength, "It doesn't matter to me, school is more important."

Higuchi Madoka bit her lower lip.

At this moment, she seemed to see a script in the dark.

She just followed Sakakibara Kaede's instructions to go to school. After returning home, she found out that the boy died of illness without taking medicine at home. The girl looked at the night sky and wept silently.

Madoka Higuchi shook her head, blaming those directors, the themes she watched recently were all regret-for-life genres, which caused the script to enter her mind, and her way of thinking changed.

"It doesn't matter to the school, I asked for leave."

Madoka Higuchi lied, although she said that her mother should be the one who should take care of Kaede Sakakibara best at this time, but her mother is away from home because of something, and she may be the only acquaintance who met the boy in the nearby streets.

"I'm going to buy medicine for you."

The boy couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly. He only remembered that someone helped him up the stairs step by step, covered him with a quilt, and left quickly after leaving a faint scent.