When I was about one-third of the way to the intersection, there was a slight banging sound, like a traffic light siren starting to sound.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

Just as he was about to continue moving forward, he unexpectedly stopped.

It felt like I was back in Tokyo again, at the intersection at Hachiko Station.

When the sirens sounded and the interrupters were lowered to block the pace of human progress, Takiichi stopped at a place where there was neither a traffic light nor an interrupter.

"Bell?"

Takiyi lowered his head and stared at the red thread on his wrist. As if in response, he gently waved his hand and shook it.

It's really like the scenery in the painting.

At this moment, I finally understand that there are moments in Seoul that make me willing to stop and wait.

Taki thought about it, it was really strange.

Previously, my expectations for Seoul were like a blank piece of paper. At this moment, as my eyes caught it, it turned into a pencil and I was constantly describing my ideal picture.

The warm air here is also soothing. Just take a breath and you will feel that the heart under your chest is injected with purifying energy.

“I want to come here again next spring to really see the cherry blossoms blooming on Yeouido Highway.”

He said this to himself deep in his heart, so that he just stood there and turned his head to look into the distance.

Suddenly, I seemed to have passed someone by.

Jingle bell, jingle bell...

Taki's pupils shrank, and his body fell into a tense state.

Because it was too stiff, it started to rise from the soles of the feet along the legs. At that time, my body seemed to be out of control of my consciousness.

It no longer puts its body in a "forward walking" state.

The sound of the bell is at the same frequency as the sound waves emitted by the red silk rope bell on the wrist.

Just turn away and look at the distant sky.

Almost at the same time, a woman with a simple ponytail tied with a red silk rope quietly walked by fifty centimeters away from her right shoulder.

Purple floral plaid kimono.

Beside her, there was a girl wearing a light blue plaid kimono.

"Are you from Sakura Country?"

Takiichi was slightly startled. On the streets of Seoul, he would still see people wearing kimonos and going shopping.

It's impossible for people in Seoul to behave like this.

"It seems that many people from Sakura country come here every year to enjoy the cherry blossoms, right?"

That absurd thought was gradually calmed down by an instinctive self-comforting voice.

After that, he didn't look back and continued to walk forward.

Holding on to the backpack that was about to come off my shoulders, the bell on my wrist unconsciously made a crisp and intense sound due to the collision.

"oh?"

Pei Zhuxuan stopped, her pupils flashing with astonishment.

"Unnie, what's wrong?"

From Son Seungwan's eyes, Bae Zhuhyun seemed to be in a daze, but in fact, at that moment, the sound that entered her eardrums made her mood extremely intense.

At that moment just now, I clearly heard the sound of a bell shaking.

Jingle bells, jingle bells... completely different from the one that is tied and fixed in the hair, which makes tiny vibrations with unconscious swings.

That kind of sound seems to come from a certain corner of the world.

The difference between a stable mood and an unstable mood is full of sharp contrasts. For example, the person you like is standing in front of you, or the person you have been missing is standing in front of you, or you are thinking about someone because you are in love with the scene.

, there will be a state of trance.

Just like in the past, when I was thinking about various things, I would have various emotions such as depression, anxiety, joy, and sadness depending on the occasion, the things I was thinking about, and external influences.

If the mood swings are very obvious, I will often write down something in the corner of my heart.

For example, the boy in the dream.

In many dreams, it was night, and I witnessed a scene of meteors falling from the sky like a heavy rain.

As you enter that dream again and again, there are clues about that boy, and many important things will continue to be added with the number of times you enter the dream.

For example, his height.

The clothes he wore, his hairstyle.

And... when you clasp your hands into fists, and when the cherry blossoms and the wind blow the cuffs of the kimono, the red silk rope at the wrist will be exposed.

The moment before you wake up from the dream, you will hear the sound of bells resounding throughout the dream world.

As soon as he heard that voice, Pei Zhuxuan realized that he was about to wake up.

I don’t know which dream it started from, the sound of the bell has become the sound of the train whistle that transports her from the dream to the real world.

However, once the mood is stable, it is a different matter.

"That moment just now..."

Pei Zhuhyun murmured in a daze, the wind blowing her black hair, and occasionally a few hair strands became messy and stuck to her cheeks and earlobes.

Important people, people who can't forget, people who don't want to forget, that person, who are you?

Suddenly there was a roaring sound in my ears, very strong.

For some reason, Pei Zhuxuan felt that her heart suddenly beat at that moment, as if it was about to break through the seal of the flesh and blood tissue and skeleton above.

When I suddenly raised my head, it seemed like... something was passing me.

"Huh? Just now? What happened?"

Sun Shengwan blinked his eyes, looking confused.

"It's a strange feeling..." Pei Zhuxuan said softly, still in a hazy state unwilling to wake up.

After that, she gradually returned to her previous state.

When he is in a calm mood, Bae Zhuhyun can handle the trivial matters of work and daily life as skillfully as usual.

Sometimes I would face reality calmly, as the temperature difference in the desert is as obvious.

If the two extremely different states of stable mood and unstable mood can be evened out, then she can become an ordinary person. This is what she said to herself.

However, I did hear that voice just now.

Facing Son Seung-wan's concerned gaze that never moved away, Bae Joo-hyun said with a relieved smile.

"Just now, I seemed to hear the sound of bells, which was what I heard in my dream."

Even she would be surprised by the courage it takes to tell someone such a thing.

At least I know that I have no doubt that the dream and the people in the dream exist in the real world.

No matter how idiotic people may look at themselves when hearing about this magical experience for the first time, Bae Zhuhyun will not only insist on holding that view, but will also often think about what kind of person he is when his brain is idle.

"Bell?" Sun Shengwan opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then tilted his head to look at the red rope tied with many circles in her hair. "It's the one Unnie said, and Unnie, you use it to tie your hair."

Like the bells on this rope?”

"Yeah~~" Pei Zhuhyun nodded with a confident tone.

"However, it may be that I think too much and have misconceptions."

If there was even the slightest possibility, she was unwilling to admit that it was an illusion. She clearly felt something quietly walking past her just now.

That feeling was just like what I had noticed before, as if the boy in the dream was always watching me within the area where I was. Although I couldn't see or touch him, he still existed.
Chapter completed!