"Thanks..."

Taking the warm juice with both hands, I would occasionally accidentally touch his fingers.

It's like being electrocuted.

If it hadn't been for this, she might have forgotten that before, during the conversation, they would happily high-five like children and have such close contact.

"How about it? You can directly see the night view of Sanshan Kimura from here."

Unlike Kim Ji Soo who was sitting with her legs kneeling on the bed close to the window, Taki Yi turned her back to the wall under the window, but turned her head and put one arm on the edge of the window.

"Hmm~~It's very beautiful..."

Jin Jixiu held the cup, and the sweet and sour smell of the juice fascinated her.

Then I lay on the bed like this and looked at the night scene outside.

Just like looking down at the scenery below from the top of the mountain, those tiny points of light are like fireflies in the dark night, blooming with their own brilliance.

"By the way, I have something curious."

After taking a sip of the warm juice, she turned her head and looked at Taki's half-squinted face and said.

"What?"

"Why...you know so much knowledge? Is it because you read too many books?"

In her mind, the person in front of her was a learned and talented person.

It seems that among the boys I have seen in the past, he is the most special and eye-catching, and his body is always wrapped in an indescribable aura.

He won't say anything that makes people feel profound and difficult to understand, but he will always make you feel the same. This is the most terrifying thing.

It seemed that as long as he was under his gaze, all his thoughts would have nowhere to hide.

Takiichi told her that he often went in and out here, and later he opened up a small space above the ceiling.

Sometimes we have food and accommodation here, and these books accompany us as time goes by.

Human beings have some prejudices against those beings who often soak in books.

I think it is difficult for a slumber-headed person who never leaves home to understand the fun of the outside world.

Reading too much = lowering your quotient, and quotient specifically refers to emotional intelligence.

But such a thing is far away from Takiichi.

"Most people only read books because they need to use the knowledge in the book to solve problems that need to be solved in reality. What do you think of this sentence?" Takiichi asked, holding his chin.

"Well, almost."

She began to switch from a kneeling position to sitting directly on the bed, crossing her legs and swinging slowly.

Takiichi was attracted by her movements.

Her feet are very small, as white as snow, very beautiful, and soft as a hand.

Just looking at the skin on the instep, I felt it was extremely delicate.

The pink and white nails are like water droplets falling on the ground, reflecting bright light under the illumination of light.

Takiichi had been thinking about how to make a pair of women's shoes for Nako.

But before that, we need to observe Nako's soles from a closer distance. Her soles should be the same as the ones in front of us.

Maybe, it will be more petite.

"That's good, but as for me...because I like that kind of time when I'm reading a book.

The feeling that suddenly came over me was probably because of this feeling, so I read the book."

As he said this, his eyes gradually left her feet.

She was noticed by the strange look in her eyes, and subconsciously glanced at the soles of her feet, curling up slightly.

It seems that he is using such actions to express his inner shyness.

"A sudden feeling that comes over you? What is it like?"

As if being attracted by a brand new topic, Jin Jixiu slowly moved her upper body to get closer to him, with her cheeks only separated from his profile by two fists that came together.

"It's just a sense of detachment."

"What kind of detachment?"

"In this way, everything around us now is actually everything we live in. We are all in this reality."

Takiyi lowered his head and stared at Jin Zhixiu's eyes and lips, leaning against the wall, with his wrists resting on his upright knees.

"However, when I first read the book, I always felt like I had disappeared from the real world.

The place I am in has become nothing more than the contents of the book. Maybe I am the only one who feels this way?"

"That's not necessarily true." She accepted Taki Yi's words with a slight smile.

"When a person puts all his heart into something, he will have the same feeling.

For example, when we trainees are practicing hard."

Then, she stretched out her fingers and poked his shoulder gently.

"If you ask your sister in JYP about this question, she will probably think the same as me."

"Maybe..." Takiichi smiled silently, "However, I think the situation you are talking about is different from mine.

When I read a book, I feel like I have been removed from the real world, and my soul and spirit have entered the world of the temple fair in the book."

He opened the books brought by Jin Jixiu and found a Korean selected version of "Norwegian Wood".

It rested on the leg of the jeans she was wearing.

"This kind of thinking is only limited to reading books. You will also feel this way when reading this book.

As I said before, you have seen some images in your dreams."

She seemed very surprised by this explanation, but after a moment, she nodded.

"This is why I recommend you to read this book."

Taki immediately picked up a book of poetry that was placed on the side of Kim Ji-soo's leg, "Spring and Asura" by Miyazawa Kenji.

When Takiichi was in the second grade of Junior High School, several poems by Miyazawa Kenji were included in the modern Chinese textbook.

The Mandarin teacher in my class at that time was named Miyagi. He was such a person. Every time I mentioned Miyazawa Kenji's poems in class, it was like he had a different face.

Not only is his attitude in class very positive, but even when he reads poems about Kenji Miyazawa, his emotion and speed of speech show extraordinary charm.

“My junior high school teacher once thought that Miyazawa Kenji was a very great poet.

He said at that time that since we understand Japanese, we should read all the poems of Miyazawa Kenji."

In order to provide more knowledge about Kim Ji-soo, a poet who is a household name in the Sakura Country, Takiichi said.

“In terms of imagery, Miyazawa Kenji’s poetry is not easy to understand, but it is refreshing enough.

When I read it, I felt as if I had transcended the surrounding things and was in the Milky Way, like a universe.

He loves natural science, is curious about Western lifestyles, is a Buddhist, and is close to farmers.

These various colors blend together to form the wonderful scene of Miyazawa Kenji's poetry."

Shaking the book in his hand, Takiichi put it back again.

"This is the only Korean version of Kagaya's book. I tried to translate it when I was learning Korean. Although Miyazawa Kenji is a national-level writer in the hearts of Sakura people, and even a sensation in the world, in Korea it is

Some don't match.

I heard that Korea published some fairy tales and selected works by Miyazawa Kenji in the early years.

But it doesn’t have the essence of this poetry collection. Just take this Korean version and read it, just think of it as...a gift from me.”

"Real or false? Did you translate it yourself?"

Listening to his voice, Jin Zhixiu couldn't help but feel ripples in her heart.

The surface of this book is indeed different from other books. Except for the Korean title "Spring and Asura", there is only a Japanese signature at the bottom.

Looking over it, the text inside looks like it was handwritten by me and then printed. Just by looking at it, you can feel the translator's carefulness and preciousness.

Even if you don't have much interest in poetry, such a gift is unique.
Chapter completed!