Huang Lizhi thought that perhaps Longyi's personal life was as regular as his work, and frequent meetings might make him feel tired.

"You are a very suitable person for love, I feel."

"From the beginning, it gave me the impression that I had been in love many times."

When they met for the second time in the library of the University of Tokyo, Taki looked at him holding several books on love analysis, with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

"There is no such thing."

Huang Lizhi shook his head and defended, so if a girl as young as twelve suddenly reads romance books, it is indeed easy to be misunderstood that she is in love.

"I don't think that's the case. Of course, you should also experience several relationships, so that people can grow."

He continued to speak in a funny tone.

"Many people keep those experiences and various things they have experienced in mind one by one. In that way, they feel that they will be much enriched."

When Longyi said these words, he suddenly became a frank person in Huang Lizhi's eyes, who could also show a trace of childishness in line with her age.

But in fact, this kind of flattery is not too objectionable.

She missed him deeply and decided to start writing personal letters.

There is an ordinary pen holder placed on the guide table, which is made of a material similar to ceramic tiles and can break if dropped.

She took off the pen cap, bit the tip of the pen, and carefully wrote the words she was preparing on the paper.

The sound of the tip of the pen sliding against the paper gradually became the dominant factor that broke the long silence of the bookstore.

Under the dim light, in the empty bookstore, only Huang Lizhi, who was working the night shift, was seriously writing letters.

"Forewarning, to Senior Taki..."

After living in Tokyo for nearly a year, Huang Lizhi developed a letter-writing style common in Sakura Country.

"It's been a year since I've been away for a long time. I always remember my senior's instructions, so I'm in good health.

After returning from Tokyo, I started volunteering at a bookstore in Jeonju and am following the steps of my predecessors step by step to try and experience it."

Huang Lizhi thought as he slowly wrote the text that had been sent for too long since the last text message. He hoped that this text message would not make Long Yi feel unfamiliar and grand.

"The life of a volunteer is very interesting. I am grateful to the world for giving me the opportunity to be reborn. After I come back, I write down the important things and thoughts in my diary every day. My seniors will be surprised when they see this.

If those diseases that could lead to death made me think about "how to die without any burden," the appearance of my seniors made me full of desire for "life."

Taki-senpai, I didn’t explain many things to him face to face when I left. It suddenly occurred to me that today is senior’s birthday.

I really want to say that it’s really good that senior can come to this world.”

Then he continued to write some irrelevant words.

At this point, stop writing, sign, and add "I wish you good health" and the date as the closing words.

At the same time, it rained heavily in Jeonju, a thousand kilometers away from Tokyo.

"It's actually raining. Fortunately, there are spare umbrellas in the store."

Pedestrians outside the window began to walk faster. What can change people's unchanging pace of life in this world is a sudden change in the weather.

Or rainwater can erode it, causing the time and temperature to drop.

Or the snow falls and washes away the lead on the land.

Huang Lizhi is a rain girl.

Although this is not something to be proud of.

From the previous extracurricular activities to sports meets, it would rain (or snow) as long as she attended.

The weather during the day today fully reflects the word "sunny". It is a cloudless and sunny day.

The color of the sky is an incredible blue in the afterglow of spring.

At night, there seems to be a sudden change from the peacefulness of the day.

I folded the letter paper and put it in my schoolbag. I received a message from the president of the bookstore and decided to close the store because of the rain.

Huang Lizhi pouted and began to envy the clerk who would come to take over later. She would not have to come here.

Turn off the lights, lock the doors, and put up a "Closed" sign.

The blowing rain and wind caused the sign to sway for a while longer than before.

The bookstore is located to the west of Wanshan District, which is on the outskirts of Jeonju City to some extent.

He opened his umbrella and walked back in the store. Huang Lizhi looked up at the dark sky on this unfamiliar road.

The biggest difference from Tokyo is that there are no stars at the moment, whether it's because of the rain or not.

There are very few stars in Quanzhou. Huang Lizhi noticed it on the first night after returning from Tokyo, and he felt it very deeply.

The school was in the same direction as her home, and the only things she saw around the school were short, unknown trees.

At a glance, there are only rice fields, paths in the fields, and uneven and sparse houses that can be seen in the "suburbs".

The low mountains are far across the horizon. In such an environment, once it's daytime.

When the sky reveals a vast blue, the feeling of such vastness is sometimes enough to make people suffocate.

Regardless of the time or location, the conditions are suitable for flying kites.

"It's a pity that it's raining weather."

There is also a toy airplane that Takiichi made for her, along with the remote control.

Huang Lizhi regards it as a treasure because it can fly immediately after installing the battery.

"If I could play with a remote control plane again with Taki-senpai, again..."

As he spoke, in Huang Lizhi's increasingly hazy eyes, he seemed to see a familiar figure walking towards him from afar.

The falling raindrops were weakening her vision.

"Leji..." until that person suddenly shouted at him.

He was standing outside a convenience store holding a transparent plastic umbrella. Seeing her dazed and expectant expression, he couldn't help but want to smile.

"Abba~" After recognizing the true identity of the person, she took the initiative to say hello.

But at the same time, there was a very ridiculous thought floating in my heart, "It would be really great if I met Taki-senpai here."

"I originally wanted to give you an umbrella, but your mother was worried that it would be unsafe for you to work the night shift alone, but I didn't expect you to come out."

Huang Lizhi's father quickened his pace to greet him.

The tone of his response seemed to be asking why he was not in the bookstore at this time, but was heading back home.

"Because of the rain, the store manager sent a message saying that he would close the store and stop business. It will resume normal operations tomorrow."

She peeked at her father out of the corner of her eyes, narrowing her eyes and thinking that he would not think that she skipped work and went home.

However, each other, because my father also came here holding an umbrella.

"Your store manager seems reasonable."

The raindrops were beating awkwardly on the roof. In the convenience store on the roadside, the father and daughter chose to take shelter from the rain for a short time.

Huang Lizhi seemed to have decided to pretend that his father was not present. He was still holding the book with "Introduction to Japanese" on the cover as before, and occasionally scribbling in his notebook.

"In late March 2014, time began to enter the last week here. I was 15 years old, according to the Korean age calculation.

I am still a junior high school student. Although it sounds a bit cheesy to say this, I confirm that I am in love."

I wrote a diary in Japanese characters and returned home after leaving. This habit I developed after living in Tokyo for nearly a year is still followed today.

However, at that time, I wanted to write down the things I wanted to do and the things worth recording before I died.
Chapter completed!