Chapter 48 Full of sunset
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Yayoi recently started writing letters to people.
Yayoi has never written a letter to anyone. For various reasons, she is hidden in the deepest part of the clan. Her existence is kept secret from others. People who know the inside story all regard her as an unspeakable person. Taboo.
As long as he can remember, Yayoi has been living in that mansion. The cherry blossoms in the courtyard bloomed and then faded, withered, fell, got muddy, and rotted in the moist soil. They bloomed again in the spring of the next year. After the flowering period, it withers again, repeating itself day after day, year after year.
Until a red-haired girl climbed up the high wall and saw the doors and windows covered with sealing charms. Perhaps out of curiosity, the girl ignored the patriarch's prohibition and cautiously approached the Japanese room. She heard something outside the wall. Shallow breathing.
The breathing sound came from the red-haired child sleeping huddled in the sealing formation.
After my sister learned about Yayoi's existence, she was severely scolded by the clan leader at the time. In the end, the clan leader unexpectedly allowed her to come and play with Yayoi.
Yayoi once saw the red-haired man from a distance. At that time, Yayoi and her sister were still two little girls, and he was still a handsome middle-aged man. By chance, after meeting Yayoi's eyes from a distance, Yayoi noticed him. The eyes that looked over her were filled with bitterness, pity, guilt, and many other emotions that she couldn't see.
Yayoi has forgotten the last time he saw him. Yayoi only remembers him standing under the vermilion torii gate of the shrine. The years have left the old man's groove on that handsome middle-aged face, and his red hair is still bright. Like fire.
Yayoi is allowed to move within a certain range, but there are limits to what she can do. One of the things she cannot do is that her existence cannot be known to others, so writing letters is not allowed.
Many people write letters to people they want to meet. Yayoi has seen many letters, but she has never written a letter to anyone else.
Today's communication technology is much more advanced than that time. As long as you meet someone and exchange phone numbers with them, you can hear his or her voice by making a call. Both parties can make an appointment in their free time. Meet somewhere.
After parting ways with Riko, Yayoi realized that she had forgotten to exchange phone numbers with Riko. When she sent a message to Satoru Gojo and asked for Riko's phone number, Satoru Gojo was strangely silent for a moment before sending her a string of addresses. There was a note at the end that was Riko’s address.
No phone call or other information.
The letter only had a beginning, and Yayoi thought of many ways to greet him. Often, as soon as he finished writing the beginning, Yayoi would cross out that line.
Nothing could satisfy her.
After writing down the words and crossing them out over and over again, I don’t know how many times, there were already several paper dumplings on the ground.
Yayoi scratched his red hair in distress, making it a mess.
Autumn is here, and the cherry leaves outside the window are stained with golden yellow, curling and falling. The bicycles outside the window are ringing their bells, and they are flying by.
Yayoi licked her dry lips, turned the pen in her hand, and finally lowered the tip.
"To Riko-chan who is far away:
How are you recently?
I recently well.
There is a large cherry blossom tree in the courtyard of my house. My mother said it is an old tree that is older than my great-grandfather. It is considered an old person in our family.
Autumn has arrived, and the leaves of my cherry blossom tree have begun to turn yellow. When I saw the fallen yellow leaves this morning, I suddenly wanted to write to you.
This is my first time writing a letter, so I may not write very well. I have thought about writing letters to people before, but I don’t know who to write to, and my family doesn’t allow me to write letters to outsiders.
This morning when I told my mother that I wanted to write a letter to a friend, my mother said yes and happily encouraged me to write to you. I felt very happy, so I started writing.
Speaking of family, Ms. Kuroi must still be with you, right? It is a very happy thing to have family by your side. I thought so in the past, and I still think so now. Family does not necessarily need to be related by blood, this is what Riko-chan and Kuroi-san told me.
Fate is a wonderful thing. It can make people who have nothing to do with each other become friends and family. I guess before meeting Riko-chan, Ms. Kuroi never thought that she would become Riko-chan's most important family member, just like me and Riko-chan. Before I met my mother, I never thought that my mother would become my mother.
Time is very long, and we will meet more people in the future, just like I met my mother and you met Miss Kuroi. All kinds of encounters are surprises, which allow people from far and wide to establish a relationship. Invisible connections make the empty heart full.
When I was shopping and visiting the aquarium with Riko-chan, I was very happy and satisfied.
Autumn is here, and the big orange cat starts to shed its hair. Speaking of the big orange cat, I think of Fluffy again, Gojo’s cat. I haven’t seen him for a long time. Although he is said to be Gojo’s cat, I have raised him, so I unilaterally believe that he is also my cat.
You said you have something very important to do, have you finished it? Whatever the outcome, I hope you keep smiling.
Winter may be coming soon. Will I receive your reply before autumn ends?
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Yayoi thought for a while, and after writing blessings of peace and joy at the end, he signed the letter, wrote down the recipient and address, neatly folded the letter paper, carefully stuffed it into the envelope, and sealed it.
The way my sister sends mail is through slug. After writing the letter, seal it and give it to the slug who is channeled. The slug will then be channeled by her brother-in-law. Finally, the slug who is channeled by his brother-in-law will forward the letter to him.
There were no slugs here, so Yayoi took the sealed envelope to the post office and stuffed the letter into the mailbox. The postman would take the letter out and hand it to the recipient.
The reeds were rising and falling in the golden autumn wind, and there were waves one after another. Fallen leaves fell all over the ground at the feet of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the roadside.
Yayoi bought a bouquet of pure white lilies, the soft petals still stained with crystal dew, and took the train all the way to the prefectural hospital in Saitama Prefecture.
After entering the hospital gate, Miss Junzi on duty raised her slightly tired eyelids, and her eyes were attracted by the bright red color.
"Little Yayoi came to see her mother again?" Miss Junzi smiled with crooked eyebrows.
"Mom will be discharged from the hospital today." Yayoi blinked, and the white lily in his hand was elegant and delicate in the golden sunshine.
Autumn has arrived and the weather has turned cooler. My mother went straight to the hospital a few days ago. She originally planned to just lie down at home for a while. My mother has done a lot of this kind of thing in the past and she was able to get through it every time. But she The red-haired girl picked up her mother and got on the tram all the way to the county hospital.
From the first day after moving to Saitama Prefecture, the hospital has been a must-go place for mothers who are in poor health, not to mention that there is a little redhead with bright hair beside him. Thanks to Yayoi's hair, Kimura is able to see her mother. The doctor remembered the mother and daughter at once.
Dr. Kimura was an old acquaintance of her mother and Yayoi. When Yayoi dragged her mother to the hospital, the doctor in charge of treating her mother was also Dr. Kimura.
When the diagnosis report came out, Dr. Kimura looked very unhappy and seemed to be in a bad mood. He immediately sentenced my mother to be hospitalized for observation for a few days. A few days later, my mother finally received permission from Dr. Kimura to be discharged.
When packing, a report slipped out of the duffel bag and fell to the ground with a clatter. The white paper was smudged with a faint halo in the golden sunlight.
Yayoi subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but her mother picked it up before her and stuffed it into the duffel bag, stuffed it into the folded clothes, and zipped up the duffel bag.
"Mom...?" Yayoi subconsciously turned to look at her mother, her mother's face turned a little pale.
"I'm fine." Mom smiled, her face still a little pale in the golden halo.
Yayoi didn't think much, but carried her duffel bag, her mother holding her in front of her, slowly walked out of the hospital, walked to the tram stop, and got on the tram.
The tram moved forward along the railway track, and the scenery outside the window flashed by.
Yayoi and her mother sat down by the window.
"...Mom?" Yayoi shouted.
Her mother had been in a daze, looking at the telegraph poles passing by and the rapidly changing clouds outside the car window.
When she heard Yayoi calling her, her mother was stunned for a moment, turned to look at Yayoi, and uttered the syllable "ah" blankly.
The light and shadow in the carriage were mottled. She stared at Yayoi blankly for a while, then suddenly reached out and touched Yayoi's red hair. Her cheek slowly moved towards the top of her hair, and finally she gently pressed against the top of Yayoi's hair.
"Mom, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Yayoi looked up at her mother with confusion in her eyes.
Mom closed her eyes gently, curved her lips slightly, and shook her head, "No, let me lean in like this."
"Oh." Yayoi did it obediently and let her mother sit against the top of her hair.
The carriage swayed slightly, the scenery outside the window flew by, and the light and shadow under the feet flowed.
"Yayoi." Mom said softly, "It's great to be your mom."
"You are as alive as the Yayoi flower blooming in March." Yayoi heard her mother say, "Yayoi has been supporting me for a long time."
For a long time, you were the meaning of my life.
"Thank you, Yayoi." Mom said softly, "I must continue to live like this in the future."
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Yayoi feels that her mother has been a little strange lately, but she can't tell what is strange.
The food will be delicious and the sleep will be good. The strange thing is that recently my mother will hold a big quilt and squeeze Yayoi into her crib. The bed in the mother's bedroom is obviously bigger, but she likes to go to Yayoi. They squeezed into her room and slept together on her little bed.
"When Yayoi was just born, he would be small and nestle in his mother's arms obediently." The mother rubbed Yayoi's hair, "Other children in the ward cried so loudly, but my Yayoi was obedient. I slept next to my mother without crying or fussing all night.”
The wheel of time never stops, it keeps moving forward. After the working day, there is a rest day, and after the rest day, there is a new working day.
Yayoi has been having a headache recently.
The thing that gave Little Red Hair a headache was a table full of papers. The white papers covered the entire table, and there was very little writing on them.
Little Red Hair: The paper is so scary QAQ
Yayoi's red hair has shrunk, the end of the pen has been bitten and bitten, the red hair has been scratched and messed up, the headband has been removed from somewhere, and the hair is scattered from the shoulders.
The formulas and letters on the paper seemed to be the notes of a lullaby. Yayoi was so confused that he didn't even know when he fell asleep on the table. When he woke up, his eyes were filled with the bright sunset.
The horizon and most of the sky were burned red by the setting sun. The cherry blossom trees in the courtyard were still shedding their leaves, and the shadows on the ground were stretched out and fell slanting on the floor.
Someone pinched Yayoi's nose harshly. The blocked breathing passage was unable to absorb oxygen from the outside world. Yayoi felt as if someone had thrown him into the water and he couldn't breathe.
It’s uncomfortable, so uncomfortable.
After waking up from his dream, the first person he saw was the big face of Satoru Gojo, who shamelessly came over and pinched Yayoi's nose.
The little red-haired cheek turned red, and the dusk sunset dyed the fair skin with a gorgeous glow.
Yayoi puffed up her cheeks and swatted away the hand that was pinching her nose.
"Why are you here?" Yayoi rubbed his nose.
Satoru Gojo curled his lips, "I rang the doorbell many times outside."
He rarely wanted to go through the front door.
"You didn't open the door for me." Satoru Gojo angrily grabbed a piece of soft flesh on Yayoi's cheek.
"It's not my fault." Yayoi said bluntly, "It's all Guanzi's fault."
Satoru Gojo glanced at the white papers on the table and noticed how little writing there was on them. He grinned like a mischievous cat.
"It's a very simple question."
Satoru Gojo casually pulled out a blank paper from under the thick paper, slapped it on the table with his hand, and scanned the smooth paper surface with his fingertips. He randomly selected a set of questions and solved them in a few clicks. .
Yayoi turned over the answer and compared it with Satoru Gojo's problem-solving steps, and found that the other party actually simplified the complex problem-solving steps and solved the problem to the point.
Yayoi: red hair shocked jpg.
I can’t tell at all that this cock-smashing cat is actually a top student, and the top student is actually by my side!
"There's no need to explain such a simple question, right?" Satoru Gojo changed the subject, grinned, and smiled wildly and cunningly, "Anyone who wants to explain it again is a big fool."
Yayoi: "..."
She doesn’t understand, she’s a big idiot QAQ
Yayoi's red hair shriveled up because his brain was shut down. His bright red hair lost its highlights, and he was filled with frustration. The depression was accompanied by Satoru Gojo's inhumane laughter.
"You can help me with my tutoring." Yayoi had a bold idea.
"Huh?" Satoru Gojo curled his lips, "No, I don't do such troublesome things."
"Don't you know how to teach?" Yayoi doubted and doubted again, "Then I'll find someone else."
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Hongmao, you successfully attracted my attention.
Satoru Gojo rolled up his sleeves and started tutoring the little red hair.
In the process of tutoring the little red hair, Satoru Gojo discovered that when the red hair was hitting someone, his brain was extremely smooth, and when he bumped into the test paper, his brain shut down.
"You are so stupid." Satoru Gojo reached out and poked Yayoi's forehead twice, "Super stupid!"
Yayoi, who was tortured by quadratic equations and was dizzy, raised his head in a daze and saw a pair of beautiful pale blue eyes. The dusk gave them a gorgeous glow, and the white eyelashes seemed to be decorated with snowflakes.
Satoru Gojo put one hand on the edge of the table and caught Yayoi's eyes off guard.
The wind was filled with the rustling sound of leaves, the snow-white curls were stained with brilliant rosy gold, and the red hair fell on the table, with a few strands hanging down the edge of the table.
Yayoi tilted his head, and the hair on his forehead brushed his cheek.
Her amber eyes fell into the delicate afterglow of dusk, tilting her head to look at him like a little fox, a little red fox.
Time seemed to have stopped flowing, and the air seemed so silent that only his own heartbeat remained.
"You..." Satoru Gojo's eyelashes trembled slightly.
It was as if something began to swell silently in his heart, and the warm, unfamiliar emotions made him tremble.
"Are you an idiot?" The words that came out of his mouth turned into this sentence inexplicably.
Yayoi: "You are the idiot!"
This person is really hateful!
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The author has something to say:
Gao Zhuanwu: I said I didn’t do it on purpose. Do you believe it?
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