Chapter 11 11Everything, please remember it clearly

Author: The dancer I recommend

Chapter 11 11. Please remember everything clearly

After waking up, Taku Makimura went out to exercise in the faint morning light.

He ran several times on the very gentle birch forest path, reaching exactly five kilometers before dawn.

When she returned to the hotel, Ai Hoshino seemed to have washed her hair long ago and was using the free Panasonic hair dryer to blow hot air onto the ends of her hair.

"Going to exercise again?" Ai Hoshino asked casually while looking at her hair.

"yes."

"Aren't you tired from running every day?"

"I'm tired," Makimura said, "but I don't hate this feeling of perseverance."

"awesome."

"As amazing as you are."

Hoshino smiled and her hair was almost dry by now.

She turned off the hair dryer, put it back on the table, stood up, and tied her long hair into a bundle with a pink elastic band.

Her hair fell to the front of her left shoulder blade. She looked at Taku Makimura with a cheerful face and folded her hands in front of her: "Welcome back~"

"I'm back." Taku Makimura looked at her and added slowly.

After washing and changing clothes, they rode their rented bicycles to Old Karuizawa and had breakfast.

It was a small shop filled with the aroma of mahogany.

The two of them sat outside the shop and ordered two cups of hot coffee and a large egg sandwich. They shared the egg sandwiches while watching the passers-by, feeling the light breeze.

Before lunch, they started from Ginza Street, which connects old and new Karuizawa, and went to the outlets.

Everything seems to be sold there, including pizza, avocado cheeseburgers, Americano coffee with animal latte art, and eel sushi dipped in salty spicy sauce.

She wears more clothes, including Gucci, Nike, Adidas, Burberry, and countless others, but Ai Hoshino only likes Uniqlo.

"How's it going?" Ai Hoshino, who came out of the locker room and put on a beige short-sleeved shirt with a cartoon dolphin pattern, asked Makimura Taku what he thought.

"nice."

“Is it better to look good in clothes or in person?”

"People are a hundred times more beautiful than clothes."

"Hey." Hoshino Ai turned away, "Lies are just words that others like to hear."

"Is the truth."

"It's just a lie." Hoshino Ai said, "I think it's actually because you are too polite."

Makimura Taku thought for a while: "Politeness is another matter."

"But I don't hate it either."

"Um?"

"Even if it's a lie." She turned around, her slight smile seemed to remain in the air.

They left Uniqlo and ended up not buying any of the clothes they tried on.

Makimura Taku asked her why she didn't buy it and if she didn't like it. She said she didn't want to go back to the hotel anymore. It was troublesome to keep carrying shopping bags in her hands. Besides, it wasn't the weather to wear short-sleeves now. If she could come here again in the summer,

Enough.

"Then we'll come back in the summer." Taku Makimura walked beside her.

"That's right," Hoshino Ai walked forward and looked at the blue sky, as if studying the distance between the clouds and the ground. After thinking for a long time, he murmured again, "Summer?"

The cicada-like chirping of birds passed overhead, as if summer had suddenly arrived.

The outlets, which were as gorgeous as an opera house, gradually faded out of sight. They walked around the winding river and walked on the grass covered with white flowers that looked like small pieces of paper.

An eight-year-old child ran over to sell them flowers, roses, carnations, tulips, baby's breath, forget-me-nots, and other bouquets. In short, every flower was beautiful.

"I can't stand it~" Hoshino Ai, whose eyes were shining, couldn't help but pull Makimura Taku's arm, "Makimura, Makimura, how about we buy a sunflower and put it in a sunflower that's as thin and thin as the ones seen in coffee shops?

In a tall glass vase! When the sun shines, the flowers sparkle!"

"Yeah, handsome brother, just buy one for your girlfriend, buy one and give one as a gift~" the kid said.

"Don't you think it's troublesome?" Makimura Taku said with a smile.

"Oh, the flowers are so light!"

"how do you know?"

"I just know it."

"How light?"

Hoshino Ai made a gesture: "Eighty grams!"

Makimura Taku stared at the flower in the child's hand: "Although it is mini, you can't stop thinking about it, right?"

"Hehe, this is the weight in my hand~"

"well."

So they paid for a sunflower, and the child handed them two sunflowers, and each of them took one.

The petals are small, yellow, and the slender green stem is grasped by Hoshino Ai's hands.

When walking on the grass, she seemed to have turned into a fairy holding a bouquet of flowers and a staff, her figure jumping for joy in the sunshine.

Makimura Taku didn't look so interested. He just held it and walked forward normally. He glanced at the flower in his hand from time to time and felt that it weighed more than 80 grams anyway.

"Makimura!" When he was about to walk out of the grass, Hoshino Ai suddenly turned around and faced him. The action was like a symbolic slow motion in a movie.

With that turn, Hoshino Ai's hair was raised, and the sunflower was hidden behind her body. She smiled charmingly: "Do you know what the flower language of sunflower is?"

"I know."

"You want to say you don't know."

"Okay." Makimura Taku said, "Then I don't know."

Her smile became proud, she tilted her head and squinted her eyes, with the sun shining on her long eyelashes.

"Makimura!" Hoshino Ai shouted loudly, as if there was a hundred meters distance between the two, "The flower language of sunflowers is silent love, unspoken love, and unrequited love!"

The wind came from the river, the grass rolled like waves, and snow-like flowers floated all over the sky. They brushed past the edge of Hoshino Ai's pure white dress and flew away in an instant.

Standing on this grassland, Makimura Taku looked at everything in front of him and found that the scenery and people were so real and harmonious.

The mountains are like mountains, the water is still like water, and the wind is still the same, blowing from dawn to dusk and into the night, but the girl stands in the poem.

He was seventeen years old at the time, but he clearly felt the weight of Hoshino Ai's words to be so real and harmonious.

She seemed not to be speaking the language of flowers, but to speak something else.

"There are all kinds of love." Taku Makimura said.

"Yes." Hoshino Ai nodded slightly.

"Speaking of which, you are also called love."

"Yes, Hoshino Ai!"

"Is there such a kind of love?" Makimura Taku said softly, passing by her and leaving her behind, his voice still very soft, "The name is Hoshino's love."

"What?" Hoshino Ai didn't hear clearly and had to look back at him.

"It's nothing." Taku Makimura called to her, "Let's go."

"oh!"

Hoshino Ai catches up with sunflowers.

They walked out of the grass and left the scene full of memories.

At noon, they ate crepes and cold noodles on the street, and then went to the fruit and vegetable store to buy fruit tomatoes.

"I heard it might rain in the next two days," Ai Hoshino stuffed the tomato into his mouth, "Let's go when it's time to..."

Makimura Taku told her with his eyes that he didn't explain clearly at all.

She ate the tomato and scratched her head apologetically: "In the afternoon, let's go to Yunchang Pond!"

Thanks to [The Years Are Not Together] [The Deer Lost] and [Xiaoyou’s Benzijing] for the reward.

Thank you to everyone who has been unable to write anymore and has almost more names than text.

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