old events in tokyo

Chapter 114 Birthday Wishes
Izumi Sakai, who came out of the recording studio on Saturday morning, looked a little tired.The long-term reversal of day and night made her get used to working at night.

Although she occasionally chooses to record a little earlier in the afternoon recently, she was not in a good state before she developed a habit, which made her a little distressed.

She also understands the importance of health and knows that her habits are not good, but changing a habit is much more difficult than forming a habit.

After returning to the apartment and entering the building, the service staff in the lobby suddenly stopped her, "Good morning, Ms. Sakai, here is a package for you."

"Hey, a package?" Izumi Sakai was a little puzzled.

"Yes, it was sent by a lady."

Although she was a little puzzled and didn't know who sent it, she still signed and took the package.

Back at the apartment, I changed into a pair of comfortable slippers first, and took off my thick coat and put it in the closet at the entrance.

Remove the elastic from your hair and loosen your hair to let it fall naturally behind you.Put the package on the coffee table in front of the sofa, walk to the glass curtain wall and draw the curtains.

The morning sun seemed to be still damp, shining into the room through the glass.The originally dark room suddenly became brighter.

Standing in front of the window looking at Tokyo in the morning light, she couldn't help taking a deep breath.Looking across the window sill, I saw the vibrant white calla lilies still blooming, and the somewhat similar white calla lilies beside them.

It seemed that he thought of a certain figure who foolishly couldn't tell the difference between the two kinds of flowers, and kept chasing her and asking questions.Or standing where she is now, playing with the green leaves.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised before she knew it, and she just stared out of the window quietly for a while.She regained her senses due to the gradually glare of the sun, picked up the water pot by the window sill and watered the two potted flowers respectively.

After finishing all this, she went back to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water, went back to the sofa and sat down. Only when she saw the package in front of her did she remember that she forgot about its existence.

Putting down the water glass, got up to find a pair of scissors, picked up the package and carefully cut it along the edge.

She opened the opening and looked, and there seemed to be only a few sheets of paper inside.After taking out the paper, I turned the opening upside down again, and a blue cotton webbing fell out.

Putting the paper aside, she curiously picked up the webbing and looked at it.It was only then that I discovered that there were two hooks tightly connected to each other in the middle of the rope. Although it was not aesthetically pleasing, it felt surprisingly harmonious.

With curiosity, Izumi Sakai picked up a piece of letter paper full of words and read it carefully.

"Sister Quanshui kisses you,

Let me guess first, when I opened this letter, Miss Quanshui must have just returned to the apartment from the recording studio.

It's a pity that Sister Quanshui once again missed the shining lights on the Tokyo Tower at night, especially on the way back every night. Every time I see it, I can't help but stop and admire it for a few minutes before leaving contentedly. "

Seeing this, Izumi Sakai couldn't help sticking out his tongue and smiling, feeling like he was caught.

Keep looking down.

"Why did you write to Sister Quanshui today, because today is Sister Quanshui's birthday.

Such an important day always needs some sense of ceremony.

It's a pity that I didn't prepare any gifts in a hurry, so I decided to do it myself.

Since the last time I was a guest at Quanshui's house, I happened to see a few oil paintings hanging in the living room.There are also a few magazines about painting on the table.

So I thought that Sister Quanshui should like painting, please forgive me for some presumptuous guesses.

Out of this conjecture, I also drew a few humble works, and I also asked Sister Quanshui to give me some advice. (ˇˇ)”

Sakai Izumi put down the half-read letter paper, picked up the few white papers left on the table, and carefully admired them.

The above are some stick figures drawn with pencils, and most of the content of the pictures is related to myself.

There is a self holding a microphone and singing, there is a self lying on the table with his chin against his arm, there is a self leaning against the window and looking out of the window with his face sideways, and there is a self watering the flowers with a water bottle.

The technique is a bit rough, some places are drawn crookedly, and there is even a picture of his own chin that is bulging, which looks like he has gained a lot of weight.

Looking at herself with a fat chin on the paper, she couldn't help laughing out loud, unexpectedly feeling a little kawaii.

Some of the self in these paintings are scenes when he was chatting with him, and some may just be his own imagination.

Thinking of this, her eyes once again contained a smile.Although the painting is rough, it is better than hard work.

After appreciating his paintings, he picked up the letter paper and looked down.

"In addition to the few pictures I painted, I also prepared another small gift for Sister Quanshui.

Sister Quanshui must have seen it, yes, it is the string of knots.This is something I saw by accident somewhere or in a certain program.

So I learned to make a string by myself, which was more difficult than I imagined, and it took several attempts before I succeeded.I hope Sister Quanshui will not be disgusted.

Oh, by the way, the name of this kind of knot seems to be concentric knot.

In addition, in the next month, I may enter the crew and start filming, and it is the first time to try something other than music.The mood is still a little uneasy, worried that I will cause trouble to others.

But now that you feel like you've done it, go for it.It's just a pity that I can't see Miss Quanshui during this period of time.

And in order to conform to the setting of the characters in the play, I cut my hair short.It must be hard for Sister Quan Shui to imagine me with short hair. This short hair was made fun of by several actors in the same crew for a long time.

And if nothing else, this hairstyle may last until June, but I should have gotten used to it by then.

Well, this is the end of my birthday wishes. I have already said so much before I knew it. I hope Miss Quan Shui will not feel bored (smiley face).

Finally, there is one more thing to ask Miss Quanshui.Sister Quanshui, please take good care of your body, and hope that the lights of Tokyo Tower can accompany you to sleep every day.

Akiyama Kazuki Pen"

Putting down the letter paper, Izumi Sakai picked up the string of knots again, and caressed the two tightly connected knots carefully.It seemed that one could imagine him clumsily tying a knot.

Thinking of the appearance of himself with short hair mentioned in the letter, Izumi Sakai tried hard to imagine him like that, but every time what appeared in his mind was the appearance of brother Ichixiu.

The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, until laughter bloomed in the quiet room.Only now did he realize that he was sitting here alone, and laughed inexplicably.

Putting down the knot in her hand, rubbing her cheeks, she found a small gift box and carefully put away a few stick figures, letter paper and the string of knots called concentric knots.

There is also a roll of paper rolled up with a golden silk thread and a bow in the box. These things are put together, the lid of the box is closed, and it is carefully put away.

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