old events in tokyo

Chapter 126 The Most Love Is Tears

"Are you familiar with Akiyama-kun and Miss Sakai?"

"Ok?"

Kazuki Akiyama stopped the luggage he was packing, and looked up at Yoko Nagayama.

Yoko Nagayama didn't seem to feel his gaze, she still put his clothes on her lap, carefully folded them, and put them aside.

Akiyama Kazuki lowered his eyes and fiddled with the wooden comb in his hand.It was brought by Yoko Nagayama, and he brushed her hair with it in the morning.

"It's familiar, because we are in the same record company, and we often see each other in the recording studio." Kazuki Akiyama explained ambiguously.

"I'm really envious." Yoko Changshan whispered to himself.

"Huh?" Akiyama Kazuki didn't hear what she said clearly.

"It's okay." Yoko Nagayama tidied up his clothes and packed them into his suitcase.Slowly zipping it up, she stroked the suitcase a few times.

"Time flies so fast. I used to feel that time is long and far away. Now I want it to go slower. It's a contradictory idea."

Seeing her sad eyes, Kazuki Akiyama's heart seemed to be picked up and twisted fiercely.The lively girl in the past who always had crooked eyebrows seems to be drifting away.

"I'm sorry, Yoko..." Kazuki Akiyama made up his mind to speak out the words that had been buried in his heart.

"Akiyama-kun, today is not over yet. If you promise to accompany me to spend the trip to Hakone for the next two days, don't break your promise."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yoko Nagayama.She said this with a smile, but the tears in her eyes were like broken pearls, slipping down from her cheeks one by one, dripping on the wooden floor, breaking into pieces, leaving little tears behind.

Yoko Nagayama turned around and knelt on the wooden floor.Facing the courtyard outside, with its back facing Kazuki Akiyama.

Kazuki Akiyama stood behind her silently, wanting to go forward and embrace her in his arms, but the result would be even worse in the future, the two of them would be hurt far more than the two of them.

I wanted to say something comforting, but felt that it was too hypocritical.It's done, it's done, it's done.It's just that those words were said at this time, a little too ruthless.

"Akiyama-kun, let's go back first. I'll return to Tokyo in two days." While he was hesitating, Yoko Nagayama suddenly motioned him to leave first.

"But..." The two of them had made an appointment to go back together before, but she didn't expect that she suddenly wanted to go one step ahead.

"Don't worry, Akiyama-kun. I've already made an appointment with my mother. She will come over tomorrow. It's been a long time since I spent the holiday with her." Yoko Nagayama, who turned his back to him, explained briskly.

Akiyama Kazuki hesitated for a while and finally nodded, and then put the previously written manuscript in the bag on the table.It was handed over to her when she was planning to go back, but now she has to put it here.

"Yoko, I left you a letter, and some things I want to say are in it. Take care!" After speaking, Kazuki Akiyama picked up the suitcase and walked out of the room.

After hearing him say the word "take care", Yoko Nagayama couldn't maintain her kneeling posture anymore, her body tilted to one side and collapsed on the ground, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Waves of whimpers came from under her loose long hair, but there was no sign of him in the room anymore.

Akiyama Kazuki pulled the suitcase and walked on the creaky wooden corridor, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he and she first entered this hotel.

She walked in front cheerfully, listening with great interest to the waiter's introduction of the differences and histories of the "plum, orchid, pine, bamboo, cherry, and tung" room types here.

Under the dim orange light, I followed leisurely behind.

The waiter in front stood sideways to the side of the corridor and bowed to him.Akiyama Kazuki nodded, and walked past her with the suitcase.

After changing his shoes outside, he greeted the old lady at the front desk, and then stepped outside the door with his suitcase.

The sunlight instantly filled his whole body, leaving only the inquiring expression of the old lady in the dim Fuzhu building behind him.

...

In the room, Yoko Nagayama wiped away tears, got up and walked to the table, picked up the letter left by Kazuki Akiyama, sat on the rattan chair, opened it and read it carefully.

Dear Yoko,

When you read this letter, I may not be by your side anymore.The short two-day journey has come to say goodbye. Although the time is short, it is still full of many happy memories worth remembering.

I vaguely remember the first time you met Yoko, you still had the instant noodle hair you had when you were an idol.A pair of clear and transparent eyes, especially when he picked up the microphone and sang Enka, it was even more sparkling.

I was thinking at the time, this girl has stars in her eyes.

Is it rude, but this is indeed what I really thought in my heart at the time.

Later, I watched Yoko's first enka performance. Yoko in kimono was so beautiful and soul-stirring.At that time, I no longer doubted whether Yoko's Enka transformation would be successful.

And then the meeting after that, and every reunion after that.It made me more and more used to the existence of Yoko.Maybe it's tacit understanding or maybe it's a tacit understanding, such a relaxed gathering also made me gradually like this feeling.

Until that night, we seemed to have broken some kind of rule and some tacit agreement.I can no longer approach our relationship with a sense of normalcy.

Just when I hesitated in my heart and didn't know how to face this feeling.A phone call from Yoko made me make up my mind, and I also faintly felt something from Yoko's phone call.

I don't understand what I haven't experienced before, and now I understand that emotional matters are sometimes sequential.

If Yoko asked me if I ever loved you, my answer would be yes.It's just that this love came too late, and I couldn't give Yoko a satisfactory answer.

Although it is cruel to say this, I don't want to deceive Yoko. Before that, I have given my share of love to others.Not sure if she received it, but I can't fall in love with two people at the same time.

This is an insult and blasphemy to Yoko and to her.

But the thing that hurt Yoko did happen, and Yoko always said I was gentle.I feel like I'm too cruel sometimes.

I don't know what I can do to make up for the damage done to Yoko, maybe nothing at all.But the only thing that is certain is that I really love Yoko these two days, and I have devoted myself to this relationship these two days.

Don't know if I'm being hypocritical when I say this, but there's nothing I can do other than keep cheating on Yoko while trying to please other girls.

So I can only make my own choice, please forgive my selfishness.

In addition, I don't know if I can meet Yoko again in the future, and if I meet Yoko again, I can sit together as before, chatting with each other about each other's trivial matters, nothing else.

Finally, please let me say sorry, it was my selfishness that caused Yoko pain.

Akiyama Kazuki pen.

...

Yoko Nagayama's tears fell down and wet the letter paper in her hand.The writing on it gradually became blurred, and finally turned into a ball.

Picking up another piece of white paper, it wrote the song that Kazuki Akiyama promised to give her, just like the moon that night, "Full Moon".

The back of the fold reads, "Hope Yoko will always be that Yoko with smiling eyes."

...

overflowing

The overflowing emotions can no longer be suppressed
today も こ ん na ni
Obviously I am now

好きでいるのに

love you so much
I can't put it into words
but still indescribable

...

Yoko Nagayama hugged it tightly in her arms and leaned on the table.Feeling quietly, as if falling asleep.

As the sun gradually sinks, her figure is gradually elongated, and finally the sun disappears and disappears into the shadows.

Jun no kureta day 々 ga
the time you gave me
accumulation mi heavy nari

Accumulation of precipitation
过ぎ去った日々

those past years record
[-] people walk ita trajectory

the path we have traveled together

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PS: there is still at night

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