Xiaosan's Youth is Absolutely Correct

"Give."

Handed the drink to Shoko Sakuma, and after the other party took it, Xiao San sat down on the sofa opposite her.

As for why not leave the house and find a safe place.

It's not because Xiaosan has so much trust in this country's earthquake-resistant engineering, but simply feels that in such weather, even if he walks out of the room, it's probably not as good as staying in the room.

Maybe we can still hope that the construction of this apartment has not cut corners, so that we can get through it safely in such weather and natural disasters.

"Typhoons and earthquakes, this time, it's really a big surprise."

"It is estimated that there will be many people..."

Looking at Shoko Sakuma, who was whispering, with a slightly gloomy expression, Xiaosan was a little surprised, he didn't expect the girl to have such a feeling of compassion.

"If it's just a typhoon, maybe the threat it caused is only one. With this earthquake, it's probably greater than two. It's really troublesome, but it's out of our control. Let's wait with peace of mind. Wait until the past, and then think about it." other."

For the society and the economic loss, that is not what Xiaosan should consider, but the government.

However, the government, which already has many problems, will definitely have a more difficult life after this incident. Just thinking about it, Xiaosan feels sad for the government.

Not knowing whether it is day or night, Xiao San stretched out his hand, and glanced at the time on his watch, it seemed that it was still early in the morning.

"The typhoon was expected to leave at night. The earthquake, I don't know if it was just that one time, or... just wait."

Shoko Sakuma didn't speak, just sat quietly on the sofa, staring blankly at the dark night outside the window, the howling, and the occasional bursts of thunder, sighing faintly.

In the middle of the night, sitting quietly in the living room like this, the uneasiness that had nowhere to vent, and the deep boredom made the two of them feel deeply exhausted.

In a trance, Xiaosan seemed to have a scene from not knowing how long ago, he couldn't help but began to recall his past, began to reflect, and used the memory that he didn't care about to pass the boring time.

'Ah, how long has it been since the spring of long ago, is it spring?But she has Haruhi in her name, so let's take it as spring, even though she is still wearing a thick coat...'

The corners of the mouth were slightly raised, the darkness in front of him, Shoko Sakuma sitting opposite seemed to have disappeared, and what appeared in front of him instead was that distant memory.

Wearing the woolen short coat stipulated by the school and the hairstyle tied with ponytails, he looks like a primary school student, sitting next to him. At that time, although he had just faced the reality that he had to accept, he had her Xiaosan felt that his life didn't seem so bad.

At that time, he still had a trace of yearning for the future, a trace of longing.

Until that day, when she mentioned that she was leaving, where was it...

Racking his brains, his slender brows were slightly frowned, and the center of his eyebrows was twisted into a "eight" shape. He carefully recalled that day, it seemed that he was at the train station?

'The train station, or the high-speed rail, it's only been a few years or three years, don't you remember?She said her father was going to... Fukushima!That's right, it was Fukushima, and she was going to Fukushima with her father. '

Closing his eyes, the picture of that day still seemed to remain in front of his eyes, but because of that occasional memory, the original picture seemed a little distorted, and the face of the other party was also looming and blurred in his mind.

On the day she left and left in the car, his heart was empty.

Occasional communication left him and the other party at least a way to talk to each other, until time washed everything into a muddy path, and both of them seemed to dislike that troublesome communication.

When is the last newsletter?

'Um?Why is your nose sour?Ha, probably not?why... i want to...'

Stretched out his hands, because he remembered that Sakuma Shoko was still opposite him, he tapped his hands lightly on his eyes, and rubbed his eyes as if he was tired.

Lowering his head, looking at his legs, in a daze, he bit his lips lightly, took a deep breath of the cool air, and the sour feeling gradually disappeared.

Close your eyes again.

Not long after that, there was Hayakawa Mei, who was one grade higher than him, who somehow got close to him and entered his life.

Lost once, felt that at such an age, he was not qualified to talk about love and the future, the Hayakawa Mei who approached him seemed to have no idea at first, but simply yearned for the so-called 'Mature', or 'exciting'?

He also restrained his emotions, completely buried that pure feeling in his heart, and communicated with her in private for a long time, that was not a pure relationship.

On the surface, he is a good student with excellent character and learning, but in private, he has always been ambiguous with Hayakawa Mei.

Then one day, she seemed to have changed a bit, she seemed to have noticed something, she seemed to have some special feelings, wanted to get close to Xiaosan, and had such a slight attachment to Xiaosan?

Xiaosan didn't know either, maybe he was simply used to each other's existence.

She wants to change that simple physical connection, and wants to go one step further.

But he seemed to refuse, yes, without hesitation.

'Why did you refuse at that time? '

With his eyes closed, Xiaosan's eyelids wrinkled, like squinting in normal times, he fell into deep thought, and he actually knew why he refused at that time, but he didn't want to admit this fact.

"..."

It's Miho.

That's right, when Mei Hayakawa said that, the figure that appeared in Xiaosan's mind was Miho Kasuga.

Biting his lips tightly, even thinking about it now, there is still an indescribable sense of irritability in his heart. He is very angry, and it is still difficult to forget the feeling after the promise was broken.

Kasuga Miho rejected her call, and everything was over.

So he began to hate that kind of pure feelings, he hated the recklessness of youth, he is still young and young, he can't do anything at all!

So, he spoke in that indifferent tone that he could hardly forget now, and said that to her.

"You will not."

"what?"