Almighty painter

Chapter 445 Kou Kou’s War

"Running, to me, is like a special ritual. A ritual that only a few people can share together."

Kou Kou gradually stopped.

From jogging to a walk to adjust her breathing, she walked to the fence of the nearby tennis court. It was as if she was traveling upstream along the long river of time. The memories she once took for granted slowly emerged from the bottom of her heart.

A true sense of ritual is not something you only do once in your life.

It’s not about eating foie gras with silverware in a fancy restaurant. It’s not about walking out of the theater in your best evening gown and excitedly waiting for the tuxedo waiter with a little tail on his ass to bend down and unzip the black Mercedes for you. Heavy doors.

Instead, do the things you do every day solemnly, solemnly and seriously.

This young girl who likes to jump around and always has a smile on her face, her expression at the moment is solemn and almost simple or sacred.

Gu Weijing remembered that he had read Haruki Murakami's articles before.

Haruki Murakami is also a super enthusiast of running.

"There is also a small venue like this surrounded by barbed wire in the municipal park. It was once a gateball court built for the elderly. It has been abandoned for many years. My mother used to use the pillars there to press her legs."

He is not the kind of chauvinist who forbids his girlfriend to have personal interactions with anyone of the opposite sex.

"Will you always run with me?"

But he thought seriously for a few seconds before he resisted the temptation and said "If it's just running, it doesn't matter.", "I need to get my girlfriend's consent first." These bastard words.

The feeling exuded by Koko is very similar to Haruki Murakami's words - it has a long-forgotten smell, tender nostalgia, and harsh pain.

Some people go to bed with others like eating and drinking, but they never talk about love in their lives.

"Gu Weijing, do you know?"

Don't leave again.

But this kind of ambiguous temperament is so explosive.

There are only three things that I treat most seriously and obsessively in my life, one is jazz, the other is Fitzgerald's novels, and the third is morning jogging every day in the rain.

This is not the same concept as a birthday party.

It is as white as clear water, almost transparent, and so light that it almost does not exist in the world.

Gu Weijing knew that it was hard for him to bear it, and he would not be happy.

He loves long-distance running quietly by himself.

He has gone too far in a field that should not belong to him.

Murakami mentioned that running, for him, is a process of enlightenment and self-thinking, a person's asceticism, and "the most effective metaphor for life."

Gu Weijing would be happy. Sakai Katsuko dressed up beautifully and went out with Kosomatsu Taro every day. When she came back, she told him with a flushed face - "Okay, Dalang, don't think about it, we just went for a run." "

"Every time we finish running, she looks at me eating chicken cutlet rice. She says I will grow up quickly and be beautiful, just like the magic in fairy tales."

It will only hurt Kou Kou, and the damage will be deeper.

The pink color on her body is not the color of her clothes, but the phantom light left by the setting sun passing through the transparent girl at sunset.

The girl just shared such precious feelings with you, and he chose to coldly withdraw and leave. It is really cruel.

Gu Weijing felt that he was going too far, but if he was so slimy and didn't explain everything clearly, he just wanted to enjoy this ambiguous atmosphere.

Say.

Gu Weijing nodded gently.

He just felt it simply.

Koko turned to look at Gu Weijing, "At that moment I will believe that she was really awake to me and the whole world in those few seconds... just like the magic in a fairy tale."

It’s not all about Katsuko’s feelings.

Since he couldn't bear it himself, he couldn't ask Miss Sakai to endure these things.

Gu Weijing didn't know.

More than cruel.

It is the untouchable pure land in their hearts, the most secret private space behind layers of curtains.

Nothing but running.

Gu Weijing felt from the bottom of his heart that his behavior was worthy of being dragged down with a guillotine.

She walked to the edge of the tennis court and did not press her legs. Instead, she put her fingers between the elastic wire mesh, leaned forward, and let the tip of her pink nose pass through the gap in the wire mesh. There were waves in her eyes.

Who wouldn’t like a cute girl like Kou Kou?

He knew very well that if they continued running together, they would only run further and further, sliding inexorably towards the edge of crossing the border.

After a few seconds.

There are also some people who talk about love every day, but are stubbornly unwilling to share the music that touches their souls with the people closest to them, share the football field they often went to with their father when they were children, or share the apple they planted with their first love. Tree……

Don't lie to yourself and play.

He felt that he had gone too far.

In Koko's mind, does running have a similar important meaning?

Gu Weijing shook his head.

He didn't look down on himself for being so cowardly at all.

It takes much more courage to open your mouth and say "No" than to muddle along vaguely.

Kou Kou said nothing.

She just turned her head back with sad eyes.

After a while.

A soft song sounded beside the small stadium.

"Midnight, not a sound from the pavement. (Midnight, the streets are silent)"

"Has the moon lost her memory? (Has the moon lost her memory?)"

"She is smiling alone. (Only smiling alone)"

"In the lamplight."

"The withered leaves collect at my feet. (My feet are full of dead leaves)"

"And the wind begins to moan. (The wind begins to moan.)"

"Memory, all alone in the moonlight... (Memory, all alone in the moonlight, how beautiful the past was)

"..."

Gu Weijing recalled it.

This song is very popular, and Mona is also an artistic girl who will invite him to her home to watch musicals and stage play CDs online.

Without much effort, he recognized that it was the most famous aria, "Memory," from the stage musical "Cats", which broke box office records on Broadway and in London's West End.

It comes from an eight-line poem by the British poet Thomas Eliot inspired by Sanskrit and Eastern culture.

The general idea is that an old cat with infinite charm in the past is reminiscing about its wonderful past.

Narrating past song verses under the moonlight.

After raising a cat Mi.

Gu Weijing had very serious doubts.

Even if Awang loses his hair, the memories she recounts will not be sad and self-pitying about love.

It was about the happy and happy past of committing evil acts on the banks of the Yangon River, guarding cans and fighting fiercely with Old Man Wu, and baring his teeth to scare the Chihuahua at the house of the lady in the canteen next door.

This song once filled Gu Weijing's mind with the smell of canned beef and cat meat and the panicked shouts of dogs.

just now.

The smell of cheese in the cans and the noise of the poor Chihuahua next door gradually faded away in Gu Weijing's heart, and the powerful voice passed through his ears.

Kou Kou's singing voice is so cold, so pure, and so sad.

The notes sung do not disappear.

Instead, it seemed to be tangibly piled up at their feet, covering their bodies layer by layer.

Gu Weijing seemed to be swept over by invisible sea water, and his whole body was suspended in the peaceful ocean current of singing, drifting, drifting, drifting into the distance. Also affected by the singing were the men and women playing on the tennis court.

The boy and girl, who looked like a couple, put down their rackets and looked over. They listened intently, letting the tennis ball bounce around their feet several times, and finally rolled into the bushes on the side.

Gu Weijing didn't know that Kou Kou was singing about herself.

Or her mother.

He didn't ask.

Until Kou Kou finished singing this short song adapted from an eight-line poem, the power of the voice still pressed coolly on him and did not fade away, making him unable to speak.

The entire tennis court seemed to be frozen by her voice.

"Gu Weijing, you have something to say to me today, right?" Kou Kou suddenly asked.

Gu Weijing nodded.

"Do I have to say it?" Kou Kou asked.

Gu Weijing continued to nod.

"But I don't want to hear it at all."

Kou Kou raised the corners of her mouth, as bright as the moonlight.

She smiled again, and a lively and vivid expression suddenly appeared on her cheeks again, like flowers blooming together.

Not only boys are excited.

The girls who kept peeking over at the tennis court were fascinated by it.

Koko walked in through the small iron gate next to the tennis court with a smile, gently put her arm on the girl's shoulder, and whispered a few words to her.

The two of them joked in whispers that no one else could hear.

The girl bumped Kou Kou with her shoulder with a sweet smile and pointed her finger in the direction of Gu Weijing, while Kou Kou poked the girl's face with her finger.

Another burst of laughter like silver bells.

"Let my sister use the venue!" Kou Kou requested, "Let me pay for it."

"It's okay, it's okay, I've paid for it! Being able to treat Miss Kou Kou to play is something worth showing off on Instagram." The girl seemed determined to treat her.

I ran over at a trot and swiped a few times on the card machine on the side.

Dulwich's tennis courts are available for an additional fee.

No distinction is made between indoors and outdoors.

The venue fee for ordinary students is 12 kyats per hour.

That works out to about fifty or sixty US dollars, plus additional fees for private lessons or if you are a member of a tennis club.

If you play a lot, you can easily spend two to three thousand dollars a year.

This price is lower than the average level in Shanghai and Bangkok, and it can be considered a friendly price for students. Of course it is super expensive in Yangon, but most of the families of Dulwich students are from the upper class and can afford it.

Space is tight.

You have to make reservations on the mobile app for popular venues at popular times, and tennis elective courses are sold out as soon as they are released every year.

Koko is indeed charming.

In just a few words, he asked for the venue, and even the racket was left behind.

"Here, the two lockers over there are connected at the top. The one on the left is my password, which is 363, and the one on the right is his password, which is 812. I renewed your subscription for two hours, just for fun. I'm so happy. Just put the ball bag in it after playing, or just leave it outside. No one in the school should take it."

The student girl hugged Kou Kou again.

"Let's go, let's go, Kou Kou wants to play here, you are not a light bulb, leave the racket for others, hurry up."

She looked playfully at Gu Weijing outside the stadium's barbed wire fence, made a cheering gesture towards Kou Kou, and walked over. Seeing her girlfriend and Kou Kou hugging each other there, she didn't know whether she should find it pleasing to the eye. After lingering, I still felt that the frightened boy with chills on his back was dragged away unceremoniously.

Kou Kou held the tennis racket in one hand, stretched out a finger towards Gu Weijing, and gave him a hook.

"Hey, come here." The little heroine said in a commanding tone.

Gu Weijing didn't move.

Kou Kou twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Let's make a bet."

Gu Wei couldn't pass it, so Kou Kou took the initiative to walk over and said through the barbed wire fence, "You are a boy. You should have confidence in yourself. Come here for a run every day. After the run, we will play a game of tennis together. You win." Yes, I will listen to you. I won..."

Koko's tone softened and she asked pitifully, "I don't ask for anything else, just listen to what I have to say and we can continue running tomorrow, okay?"

Gu Weijing shook his head.

"I can sing to you..." Kou Kou whispered softly.

"You can also ask your girlfriend."

Gu Weijing felt so guilty that he couldn't stand it anymore. He wanted to run away and didn't want to look into Kou Kou's eyes.

He felt in his heart that he was really the biggest fool in the world [beep——].

But he still stood firm, like a puppet being manipulated on the stage, turning his head stiffly and stubbornly.

The wind blew, and the bent ears of wheat in the rice fields covered the ridges.

The light in Kou Kou's eyes dimmed, and the clear luster disappeared from her rippled eyes.

Some words.

It’s not that you won’t listen if you don’t want to.

She can run so fast that the opponent cannot catch up, she can work hard to win every ball game, and gain a small moment of companionship and happiness in her heart.

But there are some things she has lost.

If she loses, there is no way to win back. That is the verdict of her feelings.

Just like some people in the past, it doesn't matter if she doesn't want to break up, she doesn't have to break up.

Gu Weijing said nothing.

But the moment I saw his eyes.

She knew that the other party had actually finished everything he said.

Gu Weijing opened his mouth, trying in vain to apologize.

Words are pale.

Apart from pale words, Gu Weijing didn't know what he could do.

"Do you really like playing tennis with my boyfriend so much?" A cold voice sounded from his ear, which made Gu Weijing break into a cold sweat.

WTF!

His hands and feet were cold and his lips were dry.

It looks like the first wife who was sent home for ward rounds just caught the scumbag who was having an affair with other girls while the wife was not at home.

He turned around in slow motion.

He saw a girl wearing a red knee-length pleated skirt and a red lily standing not far from him. Next to him stood a blonde aunt who was holding her hand and wearing high heels, with her sunglasses pushed up to her forehead.

The two people, one large and one small, looked at him coldly, and then rolled their eyes at the same time at a very high synchronization rate.

Even when Miss Katsuko rolls her eyes, she does so softly, innocently, and super cute.

But that's not the point...

The point is that Xiao Gu felt an overwhelming aura coming towards him, which made his lips tremble.

this moment.

Gu Weijing finally felt that Shengzi was really Mrs. Sakai's daughter.

This is probably how Uncle Sakai felt when his wife caught him eating donuts.

It’s really scary!

(End of this chapter)