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

Kimura Hayata deliberately chose a store with very few customers.

Yoshihara Shinji came to the second floor and immediately saw Kimura Hayata sitting at the corner table.

Kimura Hayata, who had been paying attention to the stairs, also saw the other party. He quickly stood up and waved to Yoshihara Shinji.

"Nobuji, here."

"Falconta..."

Yoshihara Shinji walked to the dining table with a smile on his face, "Long time no see."

"Yeah, it's been a long time... It feels like I just left Morito yesterday, and it's been so long since I came to my senses." Kimura Hayata said with emotion.

Yoshihara Shinji stared at the young man in front of him and did not answer.

He turned his head and looked at the location of the stairs.

"Where's Mari?"

Kimura Hayata followed his gaze.

No sign of Mari was seen. Shinji had told him on the phone that Mari would also come with him.

"She went to the bathroom, let me come up to see you first."

Yoshihara Shinji withdrew his gaze.

"I didn't expect that you and Mari would actually become a couple." Kimura Hayata stretched out his hand to signal Yoshihara Shinji to sit down and said, "I didn't see any clues before. When did it start?"

Looking at Yoshihara Shinji sitting opposite, Kimura Hayata had a lot to say and ask.

But when the words came to his mouth, he began to think about them unconsciously.

He tried hard not to touch on what happened in the past two years. Unless the other party mentioned it personally, it was better to avoid it if possible.

"It's not so much about when it started. It's better to say that I've always liked her, but I didn't dare to express my feelings at that time." Yoshihara Shinji said softly.

"Huh? Why do you speak in such a small voice?"

Kimura Hayata picked up the kettle, poured water into the cup, and placed it in front of Yoshihara Shinji.

If he hadn't happened to be close, he might not have been able to hear what Yoshihara Shinji said.

Yoshihara Shinji took the water: "Ah, I'm used to it, now like this?"

"OK……"

After Kimura Hayata sat down, he suddenly noticed a few deep wrinkles on Yoshihara Shinji's forehead.

There are many dazzling white hairs sprouting from the head.

His eyes suddenly became stagnant, and an inexplicable feeling arose in his heart.

"I heard that Hayabusa became a great director in Tokyo. I heard it mentioned by my colleagues in the library and thought it was just someone with the same name, but I didn't expect that it was really Hayabusa."

Yoshihara Shinji held the water glass on the table with both hands and sat very upright.

"I'm not a great director, I'm just starting out...Speaking of which, if I hadn't gone to the library, I wouldn't have known that Shinci worked there..."

Kimura Hayata spoke very slowly. He was afraid that he would accidentally miss something.

And he was afraid that if he didn't say anything, he would make Shinji feel alienated.

"Work in the library is relatively leisurely. Although I don't make much money, it's still enough."

"However, I remember that Shinji has always liked reading books, and library work is very suitable for you." Kimura Shuta said with a smile.

"I don't like it that much now. I haven't watched it for a long time..." Yoshihara Shinji shook his head, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip with some restraint, "It's just because the work there doesn't take too much time."

"This, this is it."

Kimura Hayata nodded, just because he didn't have to spend too much time...

Even if Yoshihara Shinci didn't say anything, he could probably guess that Shinci wanted to spend more time with Mari.

"Mari has been making some music. Hayabusa should know that, right? Mari later went to a music vocational school..."

Yoshihara Shinji paused in speaking, as if he was afraid that the other party wouldn't know what he said.

"You know, I hadn't left Morito at that time. Shinji, have you forgotten?" Kimura Hayata pretended to be speechless.

Listening to Kimura Hayata's rhetorical question, Yoshihara Shinji finally showed a relaxed smile on his face.

"I'm just afraid that it will be too long and you won't remember."

"Actually, it's only been a few years," Kimura Hayata said with a smile, "I'm not that guy like Ryotai, who can even forget the start date of school."

"Ah, it was reported in the afternoon of the first semester of junior high school. No matter how long it has passed, Ryotai's incident is still deeply remembered." Yoshihara Shinji couldn't help but laugh.

The two of them talked about the things that happened together in their memories, with knowing smiles on their faces.

In an instant, the originally stiff atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.

Shinji is not as straightforward and carefree as Ryotai, and coupled with what happened in the past year, the conversations between Kimura Hayata and Yoshihara Shinji seem to be hiding something.

When the laughter passed, Yoshihara Shinji's expression became much more natural.

He let go of the cup in his hand and swallowed hard, "A lot of things have happened in the past few years...many, many..."

it has started.

Kimura Hayata suddenly sat upright, as expected.

What Shinji will talk about next is what happened to him and Mari in the past.

Just when Yoshihara Shinji was silent for a moment and was about to speak, the phone in his pocket rang with a message notification.

Almost subconsciously, Yoshihara Shinji quickly took out his phone and checked the messages.

Such a skillful look made Kimura Hayata couldn't help but be stunned.

Yoshihara Shinji clicked on the message and found it was from Mari.

Mari [I’m very happy today. Nobu wants to entertain Hayata well, but I still don’t have the courage... I’m going back first. 】

Yoshihara Shinji stood up from his chair and looked out the window nervously for a moment.

He was about to leave, but suddenly stopped again.

Kimura Hayata also stood up, "What happened?"

Yoshihara Shinji shook his head.

"Sorry Hayabusa, Mari said she had gone back. I was afraid something would happen to her, so I went back first...I'm sorry."

This time Shinji spoke very quickly, with a strong sense of panic and apology in his voice.

Mari went back?
Kimura Hayata looked startled at first, and then he understood.

"me and you together."

"Can……"

"It's important to confirm whether Mari has returned first."

Kimura Hayabusa said too seriously.

Yoshihara Shinji opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

He nodded silently and walked out of the store with Kimura Hayata.

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In the dark house, Mari Yoshihara leaned against the door, breathing rapidly under the mask for a long time before she gradually calmed down.

She ran back...

He ran back the way he came.

Shinji was right, that place was indeed not a long distance from home.

Mari was still scared, the moment she and Yoshihara Shinji walked out of the room.

She had already begun to panic, and her mind was unconsciously imagining the scene of going to the store.

Let her childhood playmate see how terrifying she is now, even though Yoshihara Shinji assured her that she would just have a chat with Kimura Hayata and then leave.

But she still felt uncontrollably flustered.

She couldn't imagine Kimura Hayata's shocked expression when he saw her, nor could she imagine Shinji's embarrassment in front of his former friends.

Even though she knew Shinji wouldn't care about this.

But she cared about it in her heart.

She didn't want Shinci to feel so depressed all the time, and she was panicked when her friends saw her suffering.

In the end, it was inevitable to choose to escape.

There were tears in the corners of Yoshihara Mari's eyes, and she felt uncomfortable because of her failure.

She reached out and took out her mobile phone and opened the chat box with Yoshihara Shinji.

Press your finger slowly on the screen.

After typing a long paragraph of text, she pressed the message send button hard.Sending the message seemed to take away the last bit of courage from Mari Yoshihara's heart, and she squatted at the entrance in grievance.

Tears slid down his cheeks.

She hates who she is now. Time and time again she has disappointed those who love her and left her former friends in the cold.

No matter how many times you convince yourself, you will end up like a waste and just run away.

In the darkness, Yoshihara Mari's head was buried deep in her arms.

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Far away, Kimura Shota saw the lightless house.

His heart skipped a beat, and a bad thought arose in his heart.

Maybe Mari hasn’t gone back yet.

He looked nervously at Shinji Yoshihara standing aside.

but.

As they approached, they heard the sound of a piano coming from the house.

The sound of the piano is not loud, and you can only hear it more clearly if you get closer.

Yoshihara Shinji, who was running wildly all the way, suddenly stopped.

"Huh?" Kimura Hayata stood on the steps at the door, looking back at Yoshihara Shinji in confusion.

"Mari is back."

Yoshihara Shinji looked up at a room with thick curtains and shook his head.

"Is this played by Mari?" Kimura Hayata reacted.

"Ah."

Yoshihara Shinji came to his senses and walked to the steps in front of the door to sit down.

"Aren't you going in?"

"Leave her alone, she's been through enough for today."

Kimura Hayata looked at the door in front of him, and then at Yoshihara Shinji sitting on the steps.

Finally, he sat down next to Yoshihara Shinji.

"You already knew this, right..." Yoshihara Shinji suddenly asked.

Kimura Hayata's expression froze, and he hesitated: "What do you know?"

"What happened between Mari and me." Yoshihara Shinji paused slightly and added, "He should have told you all about it from Ryotai."

Kimura Hayata frowned.

"Liangtai told you?"

"I guess, Liangtai and I haven't seen each other for a long time."

Yoshihara Shinji smiled and shook his head.

"Sorry. I just didn't think about it at that time..."

"How do you meet us? After all, the contact information and address have been changed. You should have called them all, and found that only Liangtai can get through."

Yoshihara Shinji turned to look at Kimura Shota, and then finished what the other person said.

Somehow, Yoshihara Shinci seemed to suddenly let go at this moment.

No longer as nervous as before in the store.

Maybe it was because it was confirmed that Mari was staying at home.

"So you know everything?" Kimura Hayata was speechless.

"Well, when you called me, you said that you couldn't get through when you called us. Maybe you remembered the wrong phone number. It's not like you haven't called that number before. Now that you called us, how could you not? Call Liangtai, there are too many loopholes."

Yoshihara Shinji took a deep breath.

"I knew you knew it, so I wouldn't have bothered to think so much just now." Kimura Hayata rubbed the bridge of his nose, "But... I'm also afraid that you are saying this just to break off from the past."

"Thank you."

"Eh? Thank you for what?" Kimura Hayata looked at Yoshihara Shinji beside him in astonishment.

"If it weren't for your words, Mari wouldn't have gone out today. This is the third time she has gone out since moving here."

Yoshihara Shinji remembered everything about Mari very clearly.

three times……

Kimura Hayabusa was too silent.

Although he had thought that Mari's condition might not be very good before, from what Yoshihara Shinji said, Mari's condition might be more serious than he thought.

"Liangtai and I didn't talk much..."

"That fire destroyed everything about Mari. Mari had just graduated, and there were still many, many unfinished things. It was only because of that fire that Mari became what she is now..."

Yoshihara Shinji's eyes were slightly red, and his Adam's apple was constantly twitching.

It's like I caught something suddenly.

He started talking about everything that had happened in the past year.

He confided in his former friends.

……

"Our two families are still neighbors, but when the fire broke out, I didn't find anything. When I found it...if I could have discovered it earlier, everything could have been avoided, and Mari's life would not have become what it is now. She I haven’t laughed for a long time..."

Yoshihara Shinji's hands grabbed his hair, as if he was using that moment of pain to punish his own incompetence.

"Nobuji, that's not your fault."

"..."

"Mari started to become sensitive. She kept herself in the house and didn't see anyone. There was no light in the house... Those people who came to the door frightened Mari. We changed our contact information and moved here..."

"..."

"I work in the library. The work there is very relaxed, which allows me to spend more time with Mari. Mari said she wanted to be a music teacher, but she can no longer do what she wants to do..."

"..."

"Why is God so unfair to let Mari suffer such injustice? She likes music and likes to deal with children. Everything has been taken away. She has nothing. She only has the piano. She..."

"..."

Speaking of the end, Yoshihara Shinci was speechless.

He didn't know what to say, and the great sadness prevented him from continuing.

But he also said a lot about the past year.

Those are the words that have been buried deep in Shinji's heart for so long.

Kimura Hayata listened quietly until Yoshihara Shinji stopped speaking in pain.

He just spoke.

"Mari still has you, Shinji. Mari's life is not completely ruined. She still has the person who loves her most in the world."

Yoshihara Shinci did not speak, but stared at him blankly.

"Think about why Mari came out today, Shinji..."

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When Kimura Hayata was about to leave, a new piano music sounded in the house.

It is as clear and graceful as a piece of white snow in the sky, floating in the wind, and the slow melody carries infinite sadness.

Kimura Shota's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes looked at the house behind him in surprise.

The glass was still pitch black and it was impossible to see clearly what was inside.

The sound of the piano is still there.

Kimura Hayata hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and before the melody ended, he clicked on the recording function of his mobile phone.

Night fell.

He stood by the wall outside the house, ignoring the strange looks of passers-by on the road, holding his cell phone to record the sound of the piano floating in the house.

For a moment, Kimura Hayata felt the blood in his body begin to flow rapidly.

What Shinji Yoshihara had just said echoed in his mind, and the fire destroyed Mari's life.

Mari's life was not destroyed by that fire, and hope still exists. (End of chapter)