Tokyo star girlfriend is a love brain, what should I do?

Chapter 125 Love Letter [Begging to be ordered in full!Begging for a monthly ticket! 】

In a house in the countryside of Morito City, the window was shrouded in a mass of black with the last light yellow.

The last afterglow of the setting sun was crushed and scattered randomly on the distant sky, turning into a shallow, zigzag line.

The semi-gloomy sky pressed down on the low mountains, casting graceful shadows all over the mountains.

A crisp breeze blew into the house from outside. A dim lamp was lit on the table, and the white curtains were swaying aside.

Kimura Hayata's body was half-lying on the table in front of him, holding a pen in his hand and gently writing something on the paper.

Accompanied by a "rustling" sound as the pen tip slid across the paper, rows of crisp handwriting appeared.

He has many ideas in his mind about his next movie.

But this time.

There is a movie that seems to emerge in my mind with a more concrete and intense feeling.

"despair."

As he finished writing a word, Kimura Shota stopped writing and placed his palms firmly on the paper in front of him.

He slowly sat up straight, and the yellow glow of the desk lamp cast a deep shadow on his face.

Reaching out to put the manuscripts on the table together, he put the drafts he had just listed in rough order.

He spent a few hours making a mental sketch of his next film.

After all, there is still plenty of time, and there is no need to finalize the new script right now.

Besides, I don’t have a computer in my bedroom.

If I remember correctly, the only computer in the house was placed in the bedroom of my sister Kimura Shinki.

Let's wait for a chance to talk to Xinxi about using the computer.

Kimura Hayata thought to himself, his eyes fell on the manuscript in his hand, and he moved his eyes to browse again.

"Meow~"

Suddenly a cat's voice sounded behind him.

Kimura Hayata turned around and saw two beanie lights appearing in the darkness of the corridor outside the bedroom.

He staggered towards the bedroom, and when he got closer, he finally saw the white cat coming in clearly.

The short paws moved under the thick body, the round butt twisted and twisted, and a tail was raised.

While meowing, he walked towards Kimura Shota's feet.

"It's Dalang..." Kimura Shota put down the manuscript in his hand and pressed the pen on it.

The white cat came to his feet in a sudden leap, just as he was about to free his hands to take it into his arms.

The fat cat stopped unexpectedly and lay down firmly on one side.

thump.

There was a muffled sound on the floor, and the white cat lay sideways on the floor, looking at the humans beside him with beady eyes.

This is……

Where do you fall when you get tired? ?

Kimura Hayata laughed dumbly, bent down and picked up the white cat on the floor into his arms, and ravaged its fleshy belly with both hands.

"Is Dalang touching the porcelain? I fell down without even touching him."

He said in a funny voice that in order to hold the white cat in his arms, he had to move the chair back slightly to give it enough space.

Seemingly feeling comfortable being touched, the white cat closed its eyes, crossed its legs, and slept with its belly exposed.

"Eh? Why don't you turn on the light, Hayata-chan?"

Asuka, who had followed to find the running cat, stood outside the bedroom, looking at the somewhat dark room with doubtful eyes.

The area around the table was covered in yellow light from the desk lamp, making the rest of the place even darker.

Kimura Hayata turned to look behind him and explained: "I was just writing the draft of a new movie. I was so absorbed in writing that I forgot... but writing with a desk lamp on is also very atmospheric."

Asuka's eyes crossed Kimura Shota's shoulders and fell on the stack of papers on the table.

Her eyes widened slightly, and the girl walked into the house with steps.

"new movie?"

Ming Rixun walked to the bed next to the desk. She saw the white cat sleeping in her boyfriend's arms, "Dalang is here with you. I asked where he went..."

"It just broke in and lay right at my feet."

Kimura Hayata gently stroked the white cat's soft hair with his palms, and fell asleep so quickly.

Ming Rixun's eyes stayed on the white cat for a moment, and he pursed his lips slightly, "The one who was in my arms just now is now in someone else's arms..."

"Scumbag."

Kimura Hayata said to Asuka Kaoru.

As soon as these words came out, the girl's pink lips curved into a cute smile.

Tomorrow Xun sat down on the edge of the bed, placing his hands back on the soft mattress.

"Shayta-chan went to drink water just now, but you never came back. Xinxi and I thought you had gone out." Asuka tilted her head slightly, staring at the young man's handsome face with her full eyes.

"Ah, I'm sorry. While I was drinking water, I received a call from the president of Moriike Club, Suzuki, and we accidentally chatted for a long time."

Kimura Hayata said helplessly, looking at the girl sitting by the bed, "When I finished drinking water and was about to go back, I heard you and Xinxi chatting happily, so I didn't go in to disturb you. I was talking to Xinxi. The story of the boss of Nine Islands?”

"Ah."

Tomorrow Xun nodded slightly, and then his eyes slightly curved as if he thought of something interesting.

"Xinxi said that she wanted to collect novel materials, and she took notes and wrote a lot of things on many pieces of paper. When she listened, Xinxi cried and kept writing down things."

"Is that so?" Kimura Shota thought about how Kimura Shinki looked at that time, with a soft smile on his face.

"Xinxi...is a very considerate child."

Tomorrow Xun looked forward and said softly.

The yellow light from the desk lamp fell down the girl's delicate cheeks, as if covered with a thin veil, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, glowing with a gentle light.

"Hmm." Kimura Hayata pondered briefly for a moment, then smiled, "Xun and Xinxi already look very familiar."

"Hi."

Tomorrow Xun replied happily.

"It's really amazing. Originally, I was afraid that you two wouldn't be able to get along."

"How come, Xinxi is very interesting."

"So, I'm just worried, worried..." Kimura Hayata said quickly.

The two looked at each other, and then couldn't help but chuckle.

There was a moment of silence in the room, with only the sound of the swaying treetops outside the window filling the bedroom.

After a long time, Ming Rixun spoke.

"Mr. Suzuki, are you calling for something?"

"It's nothing..." Kimura Hayata took a deep breath, "Mr. Suzuki talked about the release schedule of "Tomorrow's Me and Yesterday's You", and by the way, asked about the plans for Firefly's next new movie... …”

"That's why Hayata-chan came up to write the script."

A look of surprise appeared on the girl's pretty face.

"It's just a draft, not a script."

"Have you already decided what to film next?" Asuka asked curiously.

"Let's take it for granted."

Kimura Hayata pointed at the pile of manuscripts on the table, "Xun, do you want to read it?"

"it is good."

Asuka moved towards the desk and sat on the side of the table.

She took the stack of manuscripts on the table and carefully spread the papers flat on the table in front of her with her little hands.

Use the light from the desk lamp to look at the neat and refreshing words on the page.

"Would you like to turn on the light?"

Kimura Hayata raised his head and looked at the lamp on the ceiling of his bedroom.

result.

Xun just came in and didn't turn on the light.

Although the atmosphere does look nice.

"No, that's fine." Ming Rixun shook his head.

Seeing this, Kimura Hayata didn't say much. He leaned forward and moved the lamp on the table towards Asuka's position.

The bright light illuminates the contents on the paper more clearly.

Asuka smiled at him, and then continued to look at the manuscript on the table.

The name of the next movie is marked on the far left side of the page.

It's a very short name.

It is completely different from the long names of the previous two movies. "love letter".

This surprised Asuka a little. She had always thought that Hayata-chan's works must be a long list.

love letter?

She repeated it quietly in her mind.

The title is very straightforward, and you can almost immediately know that it is a movie with a pure love theme.

For a moment, Asuka couldn't help but think.

Isn't it possible that all the following contents are the contents of a very disgusting love letter? The paper covered with writing looks like it has just been taken out of an envelope.

Although it won't be.

The girl focused her mind, pressed her delicate fingers on the cold paper, and looked down one by one along the words on it.

[Two years after Fujii passed away.

On March [-]rd, the second anniversary of the festival, Doll's Day, a rare snow fell in Kobe, and the cemetery was also shrouded in heavy snow.The black of the mourning clothes was intertwined with the mottled white.

Hiroko looked up at the sky. White snowflakes were falling endlessly from the colorless and transparent sky. It was so beautiful that it was beyond words.When he died in a snowy mountain, the sky he saw at the last moment was probably like this.

"This snow seems to have been left by that child."

...]

Fujii, Hiroko, Andai...

Tomorrow Xun silently remembered the first few names that appeared in front of him.

It feels like it will be a movie with many people appearing.

["There is also his first love here."

As Andai said, he searched the girls' faces with his fingers, and then pointed at a girl.

"Huh? This girl looks like Hiroko, doesn't she?"

"what?"

"Maybe she's his first love."

"Is it this girl?"

"Isn't it said that men will look for girlfriends based on their first love's appearance?"

"Is that right?"

"Yes."

...]

Perhaps because it is just a draft, many parts of the content on the page are not that specific.

It is not in the format of a pure screenplay, nor is it a complete novel.

In the middle of the content, the content of the screen that wants to appear at that place will suddenly be written in parentheses.

It's more like Kimura Hayata impromptuly pouring out the pictures and plots in his mind from the tip of his pen.

and so……

I would call it a draft.

However, looking at this smooth dialogue, it seems to have been carefully planned.

in fact.

Hayata-chan has probably already thought out the plot of the entire movie.

Looking at the plot flashing across the paper, Asuka had this thought unconsciously in his mind.

……

Time passed unconsciously, and the dark night began to hang in the distance.

There was a sound like rain downstairs while grandma was cooking.

The sleeping white cat in his arms also woke up from his sleep, jumped out of Kimura Hayata's arms without any hesitation, twisted his butt and walked out of the bedroom without looking back.

It seems to be looking for the next target.

Kimura Hayata sat quietly on the chair, his hands casually resting on his thighs.

After the fat cat left, his legs felt a lot lighter.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared directly at the girl sitting by the bed, flipping through his manuscript.

Black hair fell on Asuka's serious and quiet cheeks, her pink lips pursed lightly, and her delicate white hands held the page.

Look focused.

Kimura Hayata's eyes were a little lost in thought.

until.

Ming Rixun put down the last manuscript, his clear eyes suddenly woke up, and his fingers turned the pages on the table.

It’s like looking for a follow-up to the content.

but not found.

"I've finished reading..." Ming Rixun said in a low voice with slightly puffed cheeks.

"How about it?"

Kimura Hayata asked expectantly.

"What a shame. Before I fully understood it, it was already gone."

The girl was arranging the manuscripts on the table.

"After all, it's just a draft." Kimura Hayata spread his hands helplessly.

"So, Hayata-chan...is the person named Fujii Shu really dead? But why did Hiroko receive that letter?"

"If it is Oju, he is indeed dead." Kimura Hayata replied.

"Noushu?" Ming Rixun's eyes were shining and his voice was confused.

"That letter was sent by Nuju to Hiroko."

Ming Rixun blinked, as if he had discovered something, and looked down at the manuscript on the table again.

It seems that there are indeed signs of boy Fujii and girl Fujii...

"what?!"

"Do you have the same name?" Ming Rixun said with a cute expression.

"They have the same name and surname. They were also classmates in junior high school. They were Oju's first love..."

Kimura Hayata explained, making two random gestures with his hands in the air.

first love...

Tomorrow Xun looked down at the conversation he just saw on the manuscript, hesitated slightly and said.

"Then, is Hiroko a substitute for Oju..."

"..."

There was a warm light in the bedroom, and the two people's voices rang out in the room.

Just like every time a new movie appeared before, Kimura Hayata patiently answered the questions that kept coming up as the first reader Asuka Kaoru.

The wind stirred the white curtains.

The girl's eyes gradually widened.

................................................

When it was time to eat in the evening, there were only three people sitting at the table.

Kimura Shota looked at Kimura Xinxi's vacant seat and was a little curious: "Why doesn't Xinxi come to eat?"

The old man pointed to the upstairs and replied.

"She took the meal to her room to eat. She said she had some inspiration and wanted to write it down immediately."

Kimura Hayata nodded slightly and turned to look at Asuka next to him.

Ever since she learned some settings of the next movie, the girl has been in a daze.

Asuka noticed his gaze.

"Ok?"

"Ah, it's nothing..." Kimura Hayata shook his head, "I was just talking about Xinxi..."

"Is it because you got inspiration from the story of Boss Jiudao?" Asuka said after thinking for a while.

"I don't know what kind of inspiration it is, but adolescent girls are really powerful." Kimura Hayata smiled.

"Maybe I will really become a writer like Hayata-chan."

"...he is the director, and the writer is Xiaoyuan Liuying..."

"Hi, hi, eat."

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