After the college entrance examination results were announced, he was admitted to the University of Tokyo with perfect scores in all subjects.

After that, I signed up to join many clubs in the university to enrich my seemingly boring campus life.

Takiichi was active in many circles during school and was extremely self-disciplined.

In the eyes of others, perhaps top academics have their own set of rules.

"It turns out I took so many photos."

Opening the photo album, Taki Hirai was slightly surprised by the dazzling array of photos.

There are cherry blossom trees in the courtyard of the Zen Hall in Ikyuji Temple, the front and back yards, and the scenery around the maple trail.

There are also those sketches that I took. Each one was completed in one go, and the traces of modifications in between were very light.

Takichi realizes that he is not a Virgo, so he is very satisfied with every drawing he makes.

His fingertips slid left and right on the screen, and finally, more than twenty photos were selected in succession.

In an edit field with text.

Looking at the symbols that beat with extremely high frequency, Taki closed his eyes, recalled the moment when he stood in the courtyard, and started tapping quickly with his fingers.

"I know very well that we can't stay together forever after this. What stands in front of us is the huge life, and what stands between us is the vast and boundless time, which makes us powerless.

Time was obviously malicious and slowly flowed over my head. I had no choice but to grit my teeth and try my best not to let the tears fall.

In the Cherry Blossom March of 2014, you are here again. I am doing well this year. I am still watching the falling cherry blossoms under the tree, but the only thing is that I am missing someone to accompany me, S-chan..."

After carefully reviewing it, Takiichi clicked publish without any hesitation.

I went back to the previous homepage and looked at the last text I posted. The time was displayed on January 1st, and I felt a trance in my heart.

A person who has disappeared from social networks for almost three months really seems a bit out of tune with this era.

Even so, those who are familiar with Takiichi are still happy to leave messages below. The latest comments were from yesterday.

"Takiichi-senpai, who is the most important person to you?"

Sliding to the bottom of the message area, these words caught Hirai Takiichi's attention.

He looked at the other person's name, and it was someone he didn't recognize. He was probably a student from other majors in the school.

From the time he became famous in this small circle, people would come to him for answers every once in a while.

Their questions cover all grade levels. Even though they are all kinds of weird and some ideas are considered absurd and incomprehensible to others, Takiichi still patiently expresses his opinions.

Some of the beautiful words he edited in Sakura-kanji were highly praised by teachers and students majoring in literature in school.

After all, the writing of Sakura Country was always based on the culture of the neighboring country when it was first born and perfected.

But for some things, you can only learn their form, but not their essence.

At least Takichi thinks that the meanings expressed by most of the characters in Sakura Country are very rough and superficial, too straightforward.

After thinking for a few seconds, Takiichi gave the answer he understood to the unknown school girl.

"An important person is someone you don't want to forget, and someone you must never forget. Even if I don't remember his (her) name, I will always look for him (her) desperately.

Each of us may be looking for a certain figure in our life. Even when our memory fades, even when we lose our memory, we will feel that we have forgotten a very important person.

Although we can’t remember, even though we have forgotten the other person’s name, it is precisely because we feel that he (she) is important that we will try our best to recall it. Here is my answer.”

Every time Takiichi replies, it will be forwarded by people in the network and deep within this circle, and will eventually be known to more people.

He never imagined how many people he could attract, nor how many people these things could help transform.

Close Facebook and log into the long-lost line account.

It is hard to imagine that in a country like Sakura Country, there are no social software invented by locals. The top three most used ones are all the products of outsiders.

Line is the first, twitter is the second, and facebook is the third.

After successfully logging in, several messages from Takiichi's friends popped up, which were all useless gossip.

"Happy birthday, Takiichi-kun...."

There are hundreds of stereotyped congratulations like this.

Many of them come from within the University of Tokyo, which also proves Hirai Takiichi's connections and his own popularity.

Every year, regardless of whether it is the Kanto region (Tokyo, Ibaraki Prefecture, Mu Prefecture, Gunma Prefecture, Tama Prefecture, Seny Prefecture) including the University of Tokyo.

Or the school alliances in the Kansai region (Osaka Prefecture, Kyoto Prefecture, Hyogo Prefecture, Nara Prefecture, Wakayama Prefecture, Shiga Prefecture, Mie Prefecture) will spontaneously select the campus beauty of the university.

This kind of thing has no more benefits than satisfying the vanity of those students participating in the selection.

"Thank you, let's get together again when we have time~"

I edited the replies at will and sent them out one by one.

Hirai Taki thought that he should pick out a few landscape photos and send them to his two sisters overseas.

I vaguely remember that the last time I had a transoceanic call via video was from January 1st to 3rd.

These three days are called the "Three Happy Days" period of the New Year by the people of Sakura Country.

On such a festive day, his sister, who is a trainee overseas, did not get enough leave.

Although Takiichi told her not to worry about the expensive round-trip air tickets, as an older brother he was willing to help pay for it.

As a result, the other party would always say it with a silly smile on his face.

"It's okay, Onii-chan. I'll stay here and someone will take care of me. As long as I can see Onii-chan and hear Onii-chan's voice, I'll be satisfied."

Whenever this happens, Takiichi always says something helpless.

"Ever since you were pushed and hit on the head by a classmate when you were a child, you have become more and more stupid."

During that long-awaited meeting, the two sisters managed to get Taki to chat for several hours.

From those words, their feelings and longing for his brother have never faded.

Even the call invitation sent during the hard period, you can feel the attachment that exists in your bones.

During every conversation, Takiyi felt deeply that the little follower who always had to take him to the only dance studio in the village to practice was growing up little by little.

The description of a girl's eighteenth transformation is most suitable for Taki Yi's younger sister.

Only that silly character has always been maintained.

"College boy, I finally waited until you came online... You seem to have become a missing person in the past three months.

Momo Naosan (sister) told me that you are running around like a homeless person, are you about to forget me as a friend?"

On the screen, a red exclamation mark stimulated Takiichi's vision.

After randomly sending a few photos to my two sisters, I clicked on the flashing profile picture.

After sending this sentence, the other party sent another emoticon.

There was a familiar tone in the text, which caused a long-lost smile to appear on Hirai Takichi's face.

It was a girl puffing her cheeks angrily at the camera, spitting fire from her mouth from time to time.

The expression that looks fierce but innocuous is actually her.

If she were in front of him at this time, she would definitely jump out and slap him on the head.
Chapter completed!