Extremely Romantic

Chapter 3 Goto Maki

The leaves fell silently, and everything returned to the far point. The beautiful cherry blossoms emitted a refreshing fragrance and fell to the ground profusely. As the night deepened, Akari lay in Ito Makoto's arms, and the boy put his coat on her body. Wearing a thin shirt, looking at the girl with hazy eyes.

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Under the black casual hair, there is a faint smile on Junyi's face, calm and calm, he will not feel cold because of the night wind, he is a god, an omnipotent god.

Akari slowly opened her slightly closed eyes, glanced at the coat on her body, and felt a little warmer in her heart, "Let's just stay like this all night and listen to the cherry blossoms all night."

She didn't say some words of concern, she found that her heart had grown at some point, and she knew that Makoto Ito didn't need to listen to such words, because he knew some things better than anything else.

"Well, with you."

Ito Makoto hugged Akari's body, and the girl's thin body was held in his arms and walked towards the mountain step by step. Near the moonlight, there were countless stars shining, and the brilliance of the bright moon was even brighter. It is intoxicating.

On the top of Mt. Fuji, the coldness left by the heavy snow has not receded. The foothills under the moonlight are like a beautiful scene in the world. Akari and Ito Makoto sat on the edge of the cliff. She did not have much fear when she was young. She is a person who likes nature. A girl who appreciates nature.

Maybe it's another woman, maybe I can't wait to leave here early, they will think it's cold, high, and very scary, but Akari is different. With her eyes closed, she can hear the sound of flowers blooming and leaves falling, and the cherry blossoms blooming freely It fell, and the white petals fell on the ground, "Five centimeters per second, I thought it was just a cherry blossom falling at a speed of five centimeters per second, but it was only after I met Cheng that I really understood what it meant, thank you Cheng .”

She whispered softly, leaning on Makoto Ito's shoulder.

"Cherry blossoms are inherently beautiful, but they wither quickly. If you don't grasp them, you may catch them forever. Akari is like the falling cherry blossoms to me. They are beautiful and gorgeous, but at any time It's all going to be fleeting, and I don't want to let it go."

Makoto Ito grabbed a petal, and the fragrance of the flower hit his nostrils. Sakura is the most popular flower in Japan, because of her unique fragrance and clean color, it is extremely praised.

It's just that people can only see her appearance, but they can't see her inside. Although the flowers are extremely beautiful, they will wither one day. The flowering period of cherry blossoms is very short. Although Makoto Ito does not know the author of the original work, Makoto Shinkai What is going on in my mind, maybe I just catch the allusion of [-] centimeters per second and tell a paragraph. If I am not sure, it will be very precious to leave a regretful love. Unfortunately, for Ito Makoto, this kind of Stuff is nothing at all.

Can you wantonly trample on the fate of others for the sake of meaning and philosophy?The so-called tragedy is nothing more than a sad self-moaning. Ito Makoto lowered his head, and his eyes fell on Akari. She had already closed her eyes, "You are already asleep, right?"

"En. I'm a little sleepy, but it's not cold at all, because Youcheng is here."

She smiled softly.

"What if your parents find us tomorrow, or if you and my parents separate us from each other, what should we do?"

Ito Makoto stared at the distant sky, the bright moon in the sky was so bright.

"Sincerity, don't always say such depressing words."

She shook her head, "And if something like this really happens...then we just...don't care about it."

After she finished speaking, she hugged Makoto Ito's body, "I feel the happiest when I am with Makoto."

After she finished speaking, her gaze became extremely firm.

The night passed quickly. To Akari, she was just an insignificant little person, a delicate and lovely girl, a girl who could go to Tokyo with Makoto Ito for a word from him, with a beautiful face There is a faint smile on her face, she likes to smile like this, under the morning sun, after this night, holding hands with each other, strolling in the light of the morning glow, the tree shadows are shaking, the white cherry blossoms are full of branches, the two people are in love with each other Walking, time seems to be frozen and stagnant, and everything around is like a beautiful scroll.

The boy takes the girl's hand, strolls in the woods, and finally time freezes, just like the characters in the writer's pen or the scroll in the painter's hand, everything is eternal, eternal youth, eternal childhood, eternal hazy, eternal youth Shit, streaks of white light fell, time was really frozen, and her people had already entered the Clow card.

"It's so beautiful here, can you see the outside world with Cheng through it?"

Akari in the Kuro card looked around with a bright smile.

"Yes, they follow each other like a shadow, and their white heads are inseparable."

Makoto Ito was walking alone, while chatting with Akari with his consciousness, he was such a person, a very possessive person, he knew that Akari would not mind, that's why he did it.

Since then, Ito Makoto returned home, just as an excuse to say that he went to Tokyo. Although he was scolded by his parents, everything returned to the normal track. He chatted with Akari every day, and seemed to have already forgotten about it. Everything that has been done in other worlds in the past.

Life seems to go all over again, the twilight of youth is over, and we are about to step onto the stage of youth.

When I was in junior high school, I met a girl. She only looks very ordinary, but if you look carefully, you will find a very beautiful girl.

This is a junior high school in Kagoshima. It has been three years since I dated Akari, and she has grown up too. She wears black broken hair, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes are very clear and calm.

I have stayed in this middle school for three years, and I am about to enter a higher school. Fortunately, Japan's education system is very perfect. At least there is no so-called nine-year compulsory education, but an environment where everyone can go to university.

The young man was sitting in the classroom, holding a pen in his hand and writing the topic calmly. Although he seemed serious, his heart was still as free as before, "Hey, hey, Ito-kun!"

A familiar voice sounded, long golden curly hair, big black eyes, coupled with a beautiful face, the vitality of an adolescent girl was revealed in her words.

"Uh, so it's Maki? Is there something wrong?"

Makoto Ito put down his pen and stared at the deskmate beside him. Her name was Goto Maki.

"The campus festival will be in one week. I have a show. I want to sing. You will come, right?"

Goto Maki is a very cute girl, at least she will practice the piano for five or six hours every day with the music teacher at the school alone.

"I remember it, and I will never forget it."

Makoto Ito yawned, and his eyes continued to return to the classroom.

"I don't think you are a nerd. Come chat with me?"

As she spoke, she tugged on Ito Makoto's sleeve.

"I'm not you. I've been booked by an excellent high school. If I'm poor and ugly, if I don't work hard, who knows if I will become a squatting otaku in the future."

Makoto Ito paused his pen, but shook his head. He was used to this kind of ordinary life.

"Is that so? Then keep going."

Goto Maki sighed, but she held her chin and watched Makoto Ito's writing quietly.

"Why do you always look at me like that?"

Ito Makoto was slightly taken aback, but shook his head, complaining in a low voice.

"Oh, Cheng, you are not shy, hee hee is so cute."

Goto Maki stuck out her tongue and smiled softly.

"Has your hair always been blonde?"

Makoto Ito put down his pen and didn't write. His eyes fell on her long hair. He had always seen her hair in this color since he came in the first day of junior high school.

"That's not true. I dyed my hair. I'm going to be a big star in the future."

Goto Maki said confidently, indeed, her talent has already doomed her future and achievements, Makoto Ito did not deny it.

"kindness."

I have nothing to say, so I continued to listen to the content of the class, my amber eyes were so focused, Goto looked at him slightly, "Hey, Makoto... I'm going to graduate soon... I suddenly I'm a bit sad..."

"Do big stars also have moments of reluctance?"

Ito Makoto yawned and continued to reply.

"But... is Cheng an idiot?"

She turned her head away, her face flushed slightly.

"Okay, my deskmate, don't be so sentimental, I promise you, I will definitely go to the performance in a week."

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Makoto Ito smiled, he could see the sadness in Goto Maki's eyes, and it was the season of graduation, in life, there are always a few girls who pass by at any time, even because of the possibility of graduation It's the girl I'll never see again.

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In the years of youth, there are always a few people who are unforgettable, maybe it is a person's first love, maybe it can only be watched silently from a distance, because of the ignorance of youth, there are always too many things that are not sure, just like Speed ​​[-] The animation of centimeters generally says the truth.

On the campus after school, the candidates for cleaning are always in the order of their actions. Makoto Ito returned to the classroom after sorting out all the garbage, only to find that the people who had originally cleaned had already left.

In the empty classroom, the girl stood quietly in front of the podium. Goto Maki and Ito Makoto were students on duty. Under the long golden curly hair, the beautiful face was shining in the setting sun, giving people a sense of tranquility look like.

"I thought you were gone too," Ito Makoto shook his head and straightened things up.

"Cut, why would I leave? I will go to a music tuition class later. There are really very few people who are as good as me and work hard to learn music."

Goto Maki pretended to be proud and showed off.

"Oh, then you go, I have to go home."

Makoto Ito didn't seem to see her. After packing his schoolbag, he pushed open the door of the classroom, "Damn it, Makoto...you wait for me."

The girl ran after her from behind.

"Beautiful you, don't you want to go to cram school?"

Ito Makoto yawned and asked calmly.

"...I want to go, I think...I think...I want to spend more time with Cheng before arriving at the destination."

She lowered her voice but her face turned red.

"Why do you want to stay with me? Have you forgotten the performance of the school festival that will be held a week later?"

Makoto Ito asked.

"You really don't understand?"

Goto Maki was taken aback for a moment, her eyes were a little more lonely, "I don't care about you anymore, I'm leaving."

She shook her hands, acting coquettishly like a little girl.

"Well...does Maki like me?"

The young man paused slightly, staring at the back of her who was about to leave, and asked in a low voice.

Although the voice is small, she can hear it clearly, and of course only she can hear it clearly, because only she, that is, Maki Goto, cares so much about what Ito Makoto said, her face turned red in an instant, " There is nothing... there is nothing... hey hey... I... I have to go... you... you go home alone and be careful..."

"Hey, I'm not kidding you."

Ito Makoto followed her leaving back, but he had already stretched out his hand and held it tightly, unwilling to let go.

The two hands were clasped together, and the girl's pace stopped. She is so beautiful and excellent. She is not only one of the best in music, but also in academic performance. She is Goto Maki, a perfect girl. The girl who surprised everyone, but what about Makoto Ito?Ordinary and mediocre, even so, he lives at ease, and invisibly, there is a charm that makes girls fall in love with him.

The two in themselves are diametrically opposite fates. Her hard-working back was caught in her hands, her body trembled slightly, her beautiful face was a little redder, there was no one on the road, and the two rows of trees , with the arrival of autumn, sprinkle a little bit of fallen leaves.

The sunset itself is a symbol of parting. Countless people say goodbye under the beautiful sunset, reluctantly, some even leave, and never see each other again for the rest of their lives. Maybe this is life?