I have a lot of green plums

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You are the one!

I wanted to write a novel that would save their childhood, or at least allow my favorite characters to have a happy childhood.

Not only these five sisters, but also Nozomi who has been bullied and transferred schools due to physical reasons, Nagisa who was hurt by her parents' negligence, and the sharp-tongued young lady who was jealous and excluded because she was too dazzling... (Hey, the golden retriever who is drawing a book, you have nothing to do for the time being.)

When I was experiencing the beatings of society, they were my white moonlight, and just one look at them could keep me going as hard as ever.

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For them, I will voluntarily transform myself into a werewolf!

Because if I turn into a werewolf, I will have more energy to work for my boss.

Just kidding...

I wonder if you have any regrets or unforgettable memories when you were a child, which make you feel sad or beautiful when you think back on them now.

For example, you push your best friend towards the girl you like, or the girl you like talks to you but pretends to be aloof, or she suddenly transfers to another school one day and you hate yourself for not having the courage to ask her for her contact information, or you tell a joke to your best friend and accidentally make the girl sitting behind you laugh, and you start to giggle at her smile...

I have actually experienced all of these.

So I want to write down some of the regrets about the past and the beauty of my childhood. Even though it may not be written very well, I want to do my best to finish this book this time.

I hope to continue to receive your support.

Thank you!

While this is going on, please briefly answer a few questions.

1. Regarding time travel, I did not describe this in detail, because as a working man, there are many different ways to die, and everyone may be tired of seeing any of them, so I did not write about it in detail.

As for April Yuzhi’s death, well... it can be said to be due to physical reasons. This is a somewhat heavy topic, and it can be used to write a special chapter about lifelong regrets in the future.

2. Regarding Mr. Uesugi's approach, some friends have always complained about it, but I wrote this plot based on my personal experience. Although I am not the protagonist, I still remember the expression of that classmate when the teacher said to him in front of the whole class, "You don't have a father, so you should work harder."

There has never been a clear boundary between criticism and encouragement, belittlement and ridicule, which is also the reason why many friends and I have disagreements.

3. I just randomly picked the surname Uesugi-sensei. He is not related to the dead-eyed academic master. But there will be a little story about him later, probably something like "The person you like is me".

4. People cannot, or at least shouldn’t…so there is no wife.

5. Can you recommend any good music? Any genre is fine (except rap)

6. The rhythm of this book is still a slow-paced daily life with daily plots as a supplement. Subsequent characters will be added slowly as the plot develops, rather than rushing in all at once.

7. For the last time, can you please vote for me? Thank you!

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Chapter 4: First Encounter on the Train [k words]

In winter, I always look forward to the arrival of summer, but when I am in the hot summer, I start thinking about the snowflakes in winter.

Humans are such contradictory creatures.

The sunshine at the end of August seemed to know that it had not much time left, so it wanted to spread as much heat as possible to the earth before leaving.

In April, Yuzhi took out the newspaper from the mailbox. The eye-catching headline on the homepage wrote how many people in Japan had suffered from heatstroke this summer. While asking everyone to pay more attention, the weather forecast for the next two days was also thoughtfully written at the end.

After reading the newspaper for a while, Siyue Yuzhi went to make breakfast. When she finished, Siyue Yusha had not woken up yet.

Today was his mother's rare holiday, so he did not go to wake her up. Instead, he had breakfast first and went out with his harmonica.

Morning time is very precious, and according to his usual practice he would go straight to voice practice.

However, due to the summer vacation, he had plenty of time, so he jogged along the river bank for a while before practicing and did two rounds of gymnastics before starting.

He still started by making "ah ah oh oh" to warm up his voice, and then practiced his pitch and breathing... After more than a month of practice, he felt that he had mastered the singing skills.

But he still insists on training and looking for his imperfections.

How to say it, a true master always has the heart of an apprentice.

He has always kept this line from the game in mind, and whenever he feels proud of his achievements, he would think of this line to calm himself down.

Although he is not a master yet, he will definitely become a master as long as he works hard.

After training his voice for more than ten minutes and feeling that his voice was fully opened, April Yuzhi lay down on the grass.

The morning sun is still gentle, the wind is cool, the blue sky is vast, the white clouds are leisurely, looking at such a scene, people always squint their eyes unconsciously, and all kinds of fantasies emerge in their minds.

Unknown to everyone, there was a swordsman who fought against evil alone; there was a general who sacrificed his life in battle and still held his spear and refused to fall even after his death; there was a brother who was poor but determined and raised his sister alone.

……

When I was a child, I had many fantasies in my heart, but these stories never had an ending. Later, as I grew older, I felt ashamed when I thought of these fantasies.

Si Yueyuzhi also thought so, because he had fantasized about all these things, and later he was indeed ashamed of his fantasies.

But later he discovered that it was actually really good to have such a carefree fantasy, because when he grew up, his mind was filled with too many other things, which always made him feel tired, and it was impossible to be carefree.

Behind that cloud, there is a city in the sky!

Looking at the thick white clouds in the sky, Siyue Yuzhi thought to himself, and then laughed unconsciously.

There is no castle in the sky in this world.

After resting for a while, until he felt the sun was getting hotter and hotter, Siyue Yuzhi climbed up from the grass, walked to the river, took out his harmonica and started playing.

He wasn't trying to play any music, he was just practicing.

After playing "Where the Stars Are" that night, he gasped for a long time, which meant that he didn't have enough breath, so he took the opportunity to practice his breathing while practicing his voice.

Well, it feels like I'm practicing some magical skills.

The sound of the harmonica rang out in the early morning. April Yuzhi practiced for more than half an hour before returning home.

Mother was already up and was sitting at the table reading this morning's newspaper.

She originally had no habit of reading newspapers, but maybe influenced by April Yuzhi, she would read while eating breakfast every time.

Some newspapers would have jokes at the back, and April Yusa would laugh uncontrollably when she saw them.

He had seen those jokes before, and he really couldn't find anything funny in them. But seeing his mother's happy expression, he was still very grateful to the author who wrote the joke.

"Mom, have you had breakfast?"

Si Yue Yuzhi looked at the empty desk and asked with concern.

"Yeah, I've eaten." April Yusha looked at her child, and when she saw him turning around and heading towards the kitchen, the smile on her face became even wider.

"I washed the dishes, too."

Look, this is her child, so sensible and considerate, and also a great writer!

"Yuzhi, come here quickly." April Yusha waved her hand and called her child to her side.

"what happened?"

"Did you write this?" April Yusa pointed to the lower right corner of the second page of the newspaper, where there was a short essay titled What I Desire.

The author's name is Matsuoka Hisakazu, which is the pseudonym used by her children.

"Yeah, yeah."

Si Yueyuzhi looked at the composition in the newspaper and nodded expressionlessly. He didn't expect that the manuscript he casually submitted a few days ago would actually be published in the newspaper.

If only he had seen it earlier, he would have thrown the newspaper away without hesitation. He could proudly show his other essays to his mother, but he really didn't want her to see this kind of shit.

Because this is a classic short essay about life and death, and fatherly love, and he imitated it from a magazine he had read before. It was the kind of fabricated essay that was written intentionally to make people cry.

"It's a piece of rubbish. Mother should not care about it."

Her mother had already seen it, and Si Yue Yuzhi had no way of persuading her to forget it. She could only hope that she would not take it to heart.

He didn't want his mother to think that he lacked fatherly love, and then try every means to imitate the man who abandoned them, trying to give him a complete family.

"How can it be garbage? Yuzhi wrote it very well. Mom is a little touched."

April Yusha smiled and said, "I've decided. I'm going to cut it out and stick it on the wall!"

"Please, please don't."

Si Yueyuzhi's face changed slightly, and he tried his best to stop her. It was dangerous enough for his mother to see what he had written, and he would not be able to bear it if she cut it out and kept it.

"No, I want to collect it!"

"Mom, can I write you a better one?"

“No, I want this one.”

"..."

Siyue Yusha's determination made Siyue Yuzhi sigh. He couldn't really force his mother not to do that. Seeing that she looked so happy, he could only give up in the end.

"That's up to you."

"hey-hey."

Seeing her child's expression of "I admire you", April Yusha couldn't help but laugh. This is the expression that a child should have. He should show all kinds of expressions. It's so boring to have a straight face like a little adult.

"Don't worry, Yuzhi. Mom won't think too much about it."

In fact, how could she not know what her child was thinking? That’s why she did this.

Hearing his mother say this, Si Yue Yuzhi suddenly felt relieved.

"Okay then, I'll go back to my room first."

"Yeah." April Yusha nodded, and then as if she remembered something, she said:

"By the way, Yotsuba and the others came to see you just now."

Hearing this, Si Yue Yu Zhi stopped and asked, "What do they want to see me about?"

Could it be that he couldn't wait to receive his devilish education?

"I don't know, go ask yourself." April Yusha took a sip of tea and shook her head with a smile.

"Remember to change your clothes."

"Know it."

After saying that, Siyue Yuzhi went straight to her room.