anime fever

() From Ogata's point of view, the woman in front of him was still the familiar Miyano Shiho.

She is like a lily, no matter whether it feels indifferent or solemn, the stamens are sweet.Feel the sweet and moving fragrance...

The distance between the two was about three meters. Ogata was standing there, and Miyano Shiho was also standing there. Although their bodies were not getting closer, their gazes passed each other's faces.

The morning sun shone on Ogata's side face, adding a bit of warmth, he tried his best not to get too excited, otherwise he would lose his calm mind.But when facing this woman, all thoughts and thoughts are in a state of stillness, I just want to lock her in my own world with my eyes, so that I won't be separated again.

The black windbreaker was slightly wrapped tightly, and under Ogata's gaze, Shiho's voice was indifferent, like a stranger: "Don't come to me again, whether it's the United States or Japan."

His voice was cold, his expression was cold, and Ogata's heart was even colder to the bottom.

Because such words appeared on the last time the two of them dated as a couple.At that time, Ogata went to find Shiho full of joy, but after hearing the news that she was going back to China, he walked down the street alone...

Feeling this kind of thing can't deceive anyone, Ogata looked at Shiho with his eyes, and all he thought of in his mind were good memories, and he was full of anticipation on the way here.

Because when he returned to Japan, he wanted to find the woman he loved deeply and share everything about himself with her.

But Shiho in sight is even colder than when he first met her.It seems that the distance between two people is no longer a short three meters, but a gap that cannot cross the position of each other.

"Why?" Ogata would not usually say these three words, because his observation ability and the things in his head can solve any problem.But when facing her, he relied entirely on his own emotions to drive his brain.

Zhibao stared at him, and said calmly: "I said that the college days have come to an end. Now we are just former classmates, and now strangers, we no longer have any relationship."

Shocked all over, Ogata's eyes trembled, his lips pursed slightly, and his fingers were tightly clenched: "Shiho, you are very dangerous, aren't you?"

Hearing Ogata's words, the gleam in Miyano Shiho's eyes became more and more obvious.

"Shiho, you were forced, right?"

Ogata felt that his eyes were very astringent, and when he looked at her, the picture was always sour.He wants to hear her answer, which is what he expected, because this relationship is as precious as a dream to him.

In a person's life, there are always some things to be attached to.

And Ogata returned to Japan from the United States, waiting hard and looking forward patiently, in order to let the goodness in memory continue...

"Shiho. I'm suffering. I see a woman waiting for a boy she likes. I think of you. I think of us eating ice cream and going to the movies together. I think of every moment we spent in the library. I think of us standing Under the statue of the goddess Zi You, I wish each other blessings. Because of all of these, the pictures that I can still remember are sealed here."

Ogata pointed to his chest, his heart was throbbing hotly.

"I don't need any reason to wait, just because I like you, care about you, and want to see you... It won't make this place feel empty and barren."

"I envy that boy because he knows that women are waiting for him. Two people will feel happiness because of waiting for each other. And in my life, there is someone who is also worth waiting for..."

"She has been in my memory, she has walked into my world, she can smile happily, and she can make me feel that it is the most touching smile."

Ogata felt that his voice was like a piece of light paper, constantly fluctuating with emotions.

Shiho is still listening, she's listening...

He hoped that after speaking out all his inner thoughts, he could make Zhibao understand that he would never give up on this relationship.

"Ogata." Miyano Shiho said suddenly.

The faces of the two people were calm and strange, and their eyes were full of each other's figure.

"I....."

"You don't need to wait."

After the words fell, Miyano Shiho saw that Ogata's lips were trembling, his eyes were shaking, and the depths of his eyes seemed to be red.

The figures in the early morning gradually increased, and passers-by looked at them with very surprised eyes.

Standing in a daze.

Ogata stretched out his hand, and saw Miyano Shiho's cold face between his fingers between his fingers: "...I'm not that strong, I'm not that good at expressing my heart... ..."

Miyano Shiho also stretched out his hand, his palm facing Ogata, his eyes crossed.

"Maybe, we shouldn't see each other." The moment she moved her palm, the gap between her fingers overlapped with Ogata's, and there was a sense of loneliness.

She finally said to Ogata: "We are no longer a couple, so don't look for me, don't have any contact with me... because we shouldn't know each other, and we shouldn't pay any sadness and wait for each other."

"Feel sorry."

Miyamoto Yumi slowly walked away from Ogata's eyes.

He looked at her, and an hour ago, maybe he would have been ecstatic to catch up with her.A year ago, maybe I would have rushed over to hug her tightly.

And now can do.

Only staring at the figure that was fading away, a little blurred and blurred.

The crystal clear teardrops continuously swelled and magnified her figure...

"Ring bell bell."

The phone rang.

Ogata picked up the phone.

silence......

A strange voice came from the other end of the phone: "Cousin, where are you?"

"I am running."

"Cousin...your voice..."

Ogata leaned against the wall, gripped the phone tightly, and covered his eyes with his palms.

"cousin......"

The phone hangs up.

The water permeated between his fingers and slowly ran across his cheeks. He breathed in the morning air with big gulps...

After an unknown amount of time, Ogata raised his head.

Xiao Lan was wearing slippers, standing in front of him panting.

......

Miyano Shiho was walking down the street with her head down.

"Excuse me, how do I get to No. 62 Mihua Street?" A young woman asking for directions patted her.

"Go straight...turn right."

The young woman looked at the face under the brown short hair in surprise.

Tears flowed from the depths of the eyes, and became wet tears after drying...

Clutching the black windbreaker tightly with both hands, she ignored the woman asking for directions and kept sucking in the air.

Because a man told him.

In times of heartache, breathing can ease the pain. (To be continued.)