Chapter 15 15Tomorrow without you and letter

Author: The dancer I recommend

Chapter 15 15.Tomorrow and letter without you

It was discovered that Hoshino Ai left around 5:40 in the morning. Taku Makimura could not remember the exact time.

I only remember that after I woke up, the room was quiet, with no breathing or heartbeat.

The bed board creaked twice, and the chirping of birds came from outside the bamboo forest through the not-too-thick glass door, as if living in a summer countryside.

There are still some wrinkles on the bed sheet next to it, probably because Hoshino Ai has not touched it since she got out of bed.

Makimura Taku was the only one left in the suitcase, and the door was closed tightly, but she didn't make a sound when she left. However, it might be that Makimura Taku was too deep in sleep and didn't hear her.

He looked at the empty surroundings, always feeling like his heart was covered with a faint layer of mist, and the words were on his lips but could not come out.

The sky outside is bright and bright, like rough cardboard. Gray clouds are floating on the top of the bamboo forest. It seems that it will rain at any time, but it hasn't happened yet.

He had a feeling of being at a loss. Although this feeling was very slight, it still lingered in his heart.

He exhaled, changed his shoes, and ran several laps in the birch forest as usual, but it was definitely more than five kilometers.

At about 6:40, raindrops fell from the sky. There were only a few drops at first, but soon they spread all over the white world. The rain fell very fast, as if someone was urging me from behind.

Before the ground was blackened, Taku Makimura trotted back to the hotel, his hair only a little wet.

The door opened and he said "I'm back", but there was no one else in the room except him. No one had washed their hair and was sitting there waiting for him, and no one smiled and said welcome back to him.

He felt a little stupid, so he took off his clothes, took a towel to the bathroom, took a shower, and brushed his teeth at the same time.

The sound from the shower head was similar to the sound of rain outside, which made people feel unhappy. He turned on his phone and played music to cover it up.

He completely forgot which songs were playing on his phone at that time.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, he glanced at the rain outside the bedroom door.

The rain suddenly fell heavily, like dragons falling from the sky, trying to completely smash the earth.

The bamboo forest was swaying in the wind, and the thick branches could hardly support it. It was noisy outside like a world full of war.

The rainwater blown by the wind crossed the eaves of the door and hit the broken glass window, leaving particularly eye-catching traces.

The sound of rain was heavy, and staying in the room felt like being in an aquarium, or diving into the sea hundreds of meters deep.

Taku Makimura looked away and drank a glass of tap water. His voice seemed to have finally regained the ability to speak.

He sat on the beech wood stool beside the table and looked at the things on the table:

The leftover cakes from the previous two days were not thrown away. Knives and forks stained with butter and unopened gloves were scattered nearby. Sixteen candles were half-dark. Two sunflowers fell in the shadow of the wall, pressed against the green stems.

The photo below reflects the light.

Everything was frozen like that photo, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable unpleasant feeling.

After the rain stopped for about thirty minutes, he opened the glass door and let the wind flow in. The fresh air made people happy from head to toe, but Makimura Taku didn't feel it at all.

The book "The Great Gatsby" placed next to him was blown by the wind, and the pages turned with a crackling sound.

He walked over to put it away and saw a folded piece of letter paper tucked inside. When he unfolded it, he saw that it was left by Hoshino Ai.

He leaned over the bed with the letter in hand and started reading from the beginning.

"I'm sorry, I lied." Hoshino Ai wrote in the letter.

To be honest, her handwriting is not very pretty, and it looks a bit laborious, but she tries to write every word clearly.

After reading this, Taku Makimura felt that the wind was a bit strong, so he put down the letter, went under the bed and closed the glass door tightly, and the rustling of the curtains stopped.

For some reason, he wanted to get a glass of water again. The faucet in the kitchen discharged water and washed it on the sink. The sound was clear and a bit harsh.

After drinking the water, he sat back on the edge of the bed and read the letter.

"I promised to continue completing the things on the list tomorrow, but I left without saying goodbye. I'm very sorry."

Followed by a crying face drawn like a smiling face, and then another line.

"When I wrote this letter, I was sitting next to the desk lamp. It wasn't raining outside the window. The sky was frighteningly dark and the wind was so loud. The light from the desk lamp barely illuminated the paper. It's past one o'clock in the evening. How can I put it?

, I still prefer writing letters at three o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun is shining. Do you still remember what I said? You must have forgotten it? You said that you like to take a walk by the bridge in the summer, and I can help you.

You remember, I'm really amazing. Speaking of which, you slept so deeply. Are you so tired when you go out with me today? But thanks to you going to bed so early, otherwise I wouldn't have the chance to write this letter to you. I might just say

It disappeared silently. I will also be sad. When I started writing, I was a little entangled. I was thinking about what to write. There were so many things I wanted to write at once. After I wrote the first sentence, I didn’t know what to do.

Keep writing. Forget it, I'll just write 'The sunset is so beautiful!' You must be able to think of something. I thought of this all at once. By the way, I'm quite happy with my trip these days. I'm staying in a hotel.

, eat delicious food, soak in hot springs, climb mountains, ski, fly kites, and watch elk.”

The word "elk" for "elk" was spelled incorrectly at first, so she blackened it out with a pen and replaced it with a pseudonym.

"There are many more, too many. I probably can't write them on a piece of paper, so I won't write them. Since I'm leaving, I won't take all kinds of things. It's too troublesome to carry them. That flower

The sunflowers are also left here. I just went to get them. The flowers are so heavy. It seems to be more than 80 grams. You are right this time... I want to take the photo, but there is only one, so I’ll leave it here.

, I don’t like to think of being together as soon as I see the photo, and then being separated again, how uncomfortable it would be, please help me feel uncomfortable, hehe.”

Start a new line.

"Taku Makimura (Sorry, I didn't write the honorific. Because I wanted to write your full name, and I will remember your full name.), you are handsome and a very good person. I thought you were a very good person from the beginning.

, it’s really like this, you are too gentle. In comparison, I feel that I am too bad. But, I don’t hate myself like this. I, Hoshino Ai, am such a person, cute, greedy, and unique! I wrote

I'm running out of paper for some insignificant things, but it doesn't matter. Your book can still be used anyway. If you can't write it down, I'll write it in your book. Just a word, this book is too profound and I don't like it at all.

I can barely understand the English version, so I can only read your comments. What do you like? If you ask me, I still like "The Little Prince" more, although there is a sentence in it that I don't really agree with.

When a person is in a low mood, he will especially like to watch the sunset. I really like it. I am very happy to watch it! It’s a shame to write it off. I really like the winter in Echigo-Yuzawa, although you

I say it was autumn, but I have to say it was winter. I also like Karuizawa, but I haven’t played enough yet. I haven’t gone to many places and done many things. I’m afraid I can’t continue to like you.

It’s autumn in Karuizawa, which is quite sad. I really want to know what you were thinking when you read this letter. How would you answer, daffodils? What are daffodils? I don’t know at all.

I understand, let’s make it clear next time.”

Start a new line.

"I'm going back to Tokyo. It's not far actually, after all, Tokyo is so small. When you see this place, maybe I am basking in the sun and looking at Tokyo Bay in a daze. It feels absolutely good. Can you understand me?

You must understand. I have written a lot, so I will just write this. There is one last thing. Do you remember when I asked you, how do you see through lies? You said that you can see through lies as long as they are spoken. Although

I don’t believe in this kind of surreal thing, but I’ll take it seriously for once. Guess how many of the things written in the letter are lies? You’re absolutely stupid, right? I’m very happy when I think of your expression now, Taku Makimura was fooled by me

I'm so happy, you pretentious guy! However, there is something true. I will remember your full name, Makimura Taku. Will you remember me? "

Start a new line.

"The most greedy girl in the world, Hoshino Ai."

The letter was very long and the font was small and compact. After reading it, Taku Makimura read it again.

After reading it for the second time, he stood up and took a sip of water. This time he drank all the water in the cup, but his throat still felt very dry.

It started to rain outside the window, but it was not as heavy as before. The wind was also lighter, and the bamboo forest was not so chaotic.

He sat by the desk lamp with the letter paper and read the letter for the third time. After reading it this time, he turned the letter over again. He always felt that there should be something written at the back, but there was nothing.

The handwriting on the letter disappeared as crisply as when she left. The hair dryer was stored next to it, with a little bit of Hoshino Ai's hair fragrance still lingering on it.

He folded the letter and put it into the book. The book flicked to the page that Hoshino Ai turned to last time. There was a small line of words written in the upper right corner with an erasable pencil:

The book is too difficult to understand. I want to read something simpler. The Little Prince

A simple crying face was drawn on the back, without even a period.

Taku Makimura imagined her looking up at the bamboo forest at night and writing a letter, while arranging all her things. What kind of mood did she have when she wrote such words, happy or sad?

He shook his head, picked up the cake, cutlery, candles, and gloves and threw them all into the trash can outside. When he came back, he picked up the sunflower and wanted to insert it into the glass bottle, but he didn't.

When he held the flower, he still felt that it weighed more than eighty grams anyway.

The photo underneath was glowing with white light. When he picked it up and looked at it carefully, it seemed like time had returned to yesterday afternoon, and they seemed to have just come out of the Senju Haku Museum of Art, but this was impossible.

He stuffed everything related to Hoshino Ai into the drawer and went out to eat at noon.

There were a few people on the street, but they couldn't hear any conversation. They could only hear the rain hitting the umbrellas.

Back at the hotel, he watched a baseball game on TV for a while.

Team A first led 1-0, and thirty minutes later, Team B led by two points. It seemed like a replay of the last time.

The cheers from the audience became more and more vague. He felt a little sleepy, so he fell on the bed and took a nap. When he woke up, it was around four o'clock in the afternoon, close to five o'clock.

The sky was bright and the rain had stopped long ago. Water was dripping from the door eaves, but no sound could be heard through the glass.

He took out his mobile phone and listened to the song for a while. The song was playing to the end of "Date", and the next song was "If the Light Can Bloom".

He couldn't help but think of those lines that Hoshino Ai sang on the train. They weren't particularly nice, but they were very attractive.

What is the girl doing now? She should be home. Tokyo is not small at all. After we are separated, we should never see each other again.

During the journey, she always said that she was a very greedy person, but she didn't take anything with her when she left. This was really bad, Makimura Taku thought.

She is a rare girl, cute, passionate, and pure, but full of lies, as if lying is her survival instinct.

She didn't stay in the shadow, but she was like a huge shadow.

No matter how you look at it, she is completely in need of being saved.

There was no sunset that evening, the bamboo forest was soaked, silence gradually eroded the desert, and night fell quietly.

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