People in Tokyo, the world is clear

So, today.

Xiguo, she, did not show up.

What happened?

When Lin Sen finished taking a shower and lay down on the small bed in the inn, he was still struggling with this point.

I soon felt relieved.

"I guess he's too tired from working overtime today. He should be here tomorrow."

Find an excuse for the kind and innocent girl and close your eyes.

Until the next night.

"Xiao Lin."

"Oh."

Then it was the third night.

"Xiao Lin, it's twelve o'clock."

"Ok."

Finally looking up at the time, Lin Sen put his bag on his back with one hand.

"Wow..."

Behind me, I heard the sound of an iron door being pulled down, and the jingling sound of someone searching for keys.

Uncle Tiger bent down and inserted the key into the hole close to the ground.

The evening breeze blew across my face, tickling me.

The temperature dropped tonight for some reason.

There was a warm sunrise in the morning, but at this point it was pushed out of the sky by the rebellious Moon Loli.

The surroundings were dark, the brightest light coming from a vending machine next to a late-night snack bar.

He paused suddenly and crouched down on the wooden counter in front of the shop, which was adorned with red and white lantern balls.

“How much is oden?”

The old shop owner, who was sitting hunched over in a chair behind the counter, staring at the old-fashioned TV screen with his eyes wide open, was awakened by the call.

He stood up unsteadily, picked up the kettle beside him, and quoted a price.

Old self-operated stores are generally very affordable, and this one is no exception.

I just don't know if this old man can be called the Oden Immortal.

"Have a drink."

The water dragon rushed over the wrinkled and dry hand. Then, he turned his wrist and shook off the water droplets.

He picked up the kettle on the ground and added a little more steam to the old but clean iron box in front of him.

Finally, pick up a cup, put in tofu, fish balls, white radish and half-boiled eggs with dripping yolks, and add a spoonful of soup with a salty and delicious taste.

"Tonight's supper."

He took off his bag, placed it at his feet, and leaned against the square machine next to the store.

Take a sip of the soup and remove the contents of the fork.

“It tastes okay.”

But it still felt a little off. I had a vague feeling that I had tasted something better in my memory.

Yes...

Well, the night when I first met that child.

The last time I met her was six days ago.

Tsk.

"It's not a big deal."

Lin Sen decided to get to the bottom of things.

I left her contact information. Given that child's personality, there must be a reason why she didn't come over.

figure out.

He still had the promise to live with her on his shoulders. No matter what, he had to carry it out and complete it.

It’s easy to find an excuse.

So before going to bed that night, Lin Sen made a decision while staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Go check on her tomorrow. Maybe she's encountered something."

Close your eyes with the thought, and then.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already early morning and the thin mist had not yet dissipated, but I could only stand in a daze at the door of the once familiar apartment room.

Or a house number decorated with a piece of paper with a kitten drawn on it.

But when I knocked on the door, I saw a face I had never seen before.

Yawning with his hands covering his mouth, with a vague and puzzled expression:

"Who are you?"

"I was going to ask that, too. Where's the original tenant?"

"what."

I just learned from the new tenant that a girl moved out yesterday because of the rent increase.

"So. Anything else? We just moved in and need to sort out the furniture."

"Gone."

The iron sheet in front of him slammed shut, sealing off the messy scene in the room, leaving only the young man standing there motionless.

I never considered that she would be missed out on my life in this way.

As I was strolling along the old commercial street with old-fashioned renovations nearby, the belated feeling of regret finally hit my heart.

Why didn't you come to look for this child a day earlier? If you can't meet him during the day, you should at least go there at night.

A metropolis with tens of millions of people and a vast sea of ​​people.

If we lose each other, we may never find each other again.

When time has passed, you and I will no longer have anything to do with each other.

As for why she didn't take the initiative to go to Dragon Tiger House...

There are two possibilities. First, she didn't see the message she left for some reason, but this possibility is unlikely, after all, she had stuffed the note in completely.

And the second one is possible.

Maybe she no longer needs that agreement?

I have gained enough strength and the relationship is developing in a good direction.

Maybe there's some new development with her...childhood sweetheart?

"Ah."

Therefore, there is no need to make up for it.

People often have the instinct to think the worst of things.

Thinking back to the smile that gradually became happier day by day, I gradually tended to the second answer.

"No matter what, at least we don't know where she went. It's a fact."

"That's it."

The next few days were a bit sudden and I can't remember how I got through.

He creates during the day, earns hotel fees by doing odd jobs in the afternoon, and his work at the Dragon Tiger House at night is the main source of money.

I'm so tired, so alone

Gradually becoming numb and confused.

Until the first day of the new month, I packed my backpack according to the habit I had in my previous life.

"It's already April 1st before I knew it."

But I unexpectedly found a book that looked like it hadn't been touched for a long time.

A notebook.

I hesitated for a moment, but finally opened it.

2018-03-27

Running my hands over the souvenirs from the weekend before last.

I vaguely remember the sunshine that afternoon and the faint smile that is still deeply engraved in my memory.

"pity."

He casually flipped through the remaining pages like a flip book and was about to close the book.

Suddenly, my eyes were drawn to a mark of ink on the last page.

"What did you write?"

His fingers stroked the words, and he gradually read out the sentence written in the slightly childish and beautiful notes.

The time ahead will surely be long. I look forward to the day when we can write this page together, Senior.

[No matter what, let’s continue to work hard together to face life.]

[Ito Nishika.]

"..."

First there was silence and thought.

then.

sigh.

"Maybe it's not going as planned."

There is some regret, but more of a sense of relief.

"Dong dong."

He leisurely put down the notebook, stood up and walked to the door to greet the unknown guest knocking on the door.

The hotel's broken water heater was always malfunctioning. For showering, we used the old-fashioned method of heating water directly into the water tank.

When I just came back, I borrowed a few kettles from the boss downstairs who was watching videotapes with great interest.

It’s time to ask for it now.

Thinking about it, he grabbed the handle and turned it.

Just one second.

The forced smile that was meant to be relaxed completely disappeared from the young man's face.

Suddenly became expressionless, and then.

It was unbelievable, incredibly dull.

silence.

In the moonlight, only the wind was left, laughing softly and playfully ruffling my hair.

The black hair gently brushed against her cheek, with a few disobedient strands flying further away.

Across those eyes that reflected the young man's shocked face.

As bright and dazzling as crystal.

"...Xiguo?"