I interpret life in Tokyo

Light snow fell outside the window, and the snowflakes covered the eaves gently without making any noise. The indoor air conditioner was running slowly, and the chocolate and vanilla that were originally locked in the room and played on the climbing cat stand flowed out.

They were treated well in Mrs. Higuchi's house, and they had a shiny coat and a graceful appearance.

It can only be said that fortunately Kaede Sakakibara did not raise an orange cat, otherwise what was waiting for him might be a cat, a cat, a pig.

The two cats stopped in front of the sofa for a moment, and Vanilla rubbed against Kaede Sakakibara's clothes, leaving her mark again, then jumped onto the low table, and landed lightly beside Madoka Higuchi.

She had stayed at Higuchi's house for a long time, and she was naturally attracted by the scent of Higuchi's family on Higuchi's body. Vanilla found her place comfortably on Higuchi's chest, lowered her head, and lay down peacefully up.

Chocolate also left her scent and imprint on Kaede Sakakibara. Seeing that Vanilla had monopolized Madoka Higuchi, she licked her paw and turned her gaze to Toru Asakura who was somewhat impressed.

The clothes she was wearing looked perfect for a pillow.

Chocolate meowed and jumped up the sofa legs. She didn't choose to sleep on Toru Asakura's chest, but lay on her stomach.

Stretched his body, circled his body, and let out a comfortable meow.

The sky outside the window gradually changed from sky blue to red-yellow, and the blue that was casually dotted on finally changed the color of the entire sky, making it deeper and deeper.

Higuchi Madoka felt a little warmth in his chest, as if something was pressing on his chest, but the object was not heavy. . .She moved slightly, startled, and subconsciously identified that thing as a hand, but after thinking about it, even though Toru Asakura was her childhood sweetheart, she didn't seem to make such a move. As for the other person in the room People, that person is absolutely impossible to do this kind of behavior.

His eyes opened a little, and what caught his eyes was the flawless white cat.

She breathed a sigh of relief, leaned her body upwards, and held Xiang Zilan tightly in her arms.

Vanilla still didn't wake up, Madoka Higuchi sighed softly, and placed Maomao on the stall she had just covered, with the remaining warmth of her body, Vanilla snored comfortably.

"As a result...you fell asleep for it too."

Madoka Higuchi muttered to herself, she found a cushion and sat down in front of the low table, propping her head up, looking at the sleeping young man.

She just looked at the side face of the young man, as if she was thinking about something far away.

After a while, she came back to her senses, got a little closer by a strange coincidence, kept the same posture and knelt on the cushion, looking down at Kaede Sakakibara's sleeping face condescendingly.

His sleeping face is very peaceful and soft. Perhaps only when he is sleeping, he looks like his peers. On weekdays, he is easy-going and humorous in his dealings with people. It will make people forget his age. Even many members of the crew The seniors also treated him as a peer.

"It's strange."

Higuchi Madoka whispered softly.

She heard the rubbing sound coming from her side, and she sat back consciously, taking a little distance away.

"... Higuchi, are you awake?"

"Ah."

Toru Asakura hugged the chocolate, and smiled slightly at her sideways, "It's very comfortable."

"The temperature of the air conditioner is too high." Madoka Higuchi said softly, and she naturally returned to the low table, hoping that Toru Asakura did not see her slightly gaffe just now.

Toru Asakura covered the chocolate with a quilt, and fell to the ground with a soft hey, she also leaned against the low table, and couldn't help yawning.

"If you are tired, you can continue to rest." Madoka Higuchi said, "The tutor hasn't gotten up yet."

Toru Asakura pondered for a moment, but did not answer the question from her childhood sweetheart. She put a treat candy into her mouth and picked up the pen.

"Now, let's study."

At this moment, Asakura Toru is a bit dazzling in Higuchi Madoka's eyes, as if leading her forward like in the past. No matter at any time, she has her own choice, and she will show it indifferently. This is the same as Higuchi Madoka The fragrance is different.

If Madoka Higuchi follows the crowd, then Toru Asakura is the jewel among the tiles, a genius who stands out from the crowd.

This is also the reason why she got the most resources in the group, commercials, and auditions received soft hands.

Higuchi Madoka nodded slightly, she glanced sideways at the sleeping young man, then picked up the pen, and began to correct under his correction.

Asakura Toru's eyes moved back and forth between the two, Higuchi Madoka frowned slightly, Asakura Toru coughed lightly and lowered his head.

This behavior of Sakakihara Kaede falling asleep made him toss and turn in bed that night and couldn't sleep.

With less than one day left in the first month, Kaede Sakakibara visited his friends and teachers in a heavy coat, and at the same time went to the Starlight Cafe as a guest to have a Western-style dessert. There are naturally different feelings in my heart.

The activities in the first month are nothing more than worship, and the nearby shrines also have similar activities. Starlight Cafe participated in the activities of setting up stalls in the shrines, and they specially prepared special snacks for this purpose.

The first month that impressed Sakakihara Kaede may only be anime. This year, he decided to imitate the appearance of the male protagonist in the anime and go to the shrine with his friends to pay homage.

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Chiba, Miura's house.

"—Senior Taki, I wish you a happy new year. Are you still in Tokyo?"

Miura Yuuma stood in the porch outside the living room, looking serious about the phone call, maybe it was out of respect for the other end of the phone.

"Hi, hi, when are you leaving Tokyo, I'll see you off."

"No trouble, no trouble, Taki-senpai, your care for me is my most precious wealth." Miura Yuma said seriously, and then laughed again after a while, "The band is going smoothly, and I have a group of good partners."

He put his phone on the shoe cabinet and hung his coat aside.

A gentle young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "That's really great, it seems that you still love music as much as before."

Miura Yuma couldn't help but feel sad when he heard this sentence. This senior who helped him many times and encouraged him to go through the trough of music has no reward for being a good person, "Senior Taki..."

"...I'm going to Kyoto."

Taki-senpai on the other end of the phone said softly, "Yuma, cheers for the band."

"Yes."

Miura Yuma sighed, and the other party had already hung up the phone.

It was obviously a festive first month, but he got news that was definitely not good for him, which made him feel a little depressed for a while.

However, he quickly convinced himself that Senior Taki should go to Kyoto to relax and return to Tokyo soon. With his qualifications, he might return to Tokyo Music University as a young professor of music theory.

Miura Yuma, who is about to graduate in February next year, doesn't have any plans. He signed a band contract with the firm and only needs to focus on music in the future.

In the music university, there are still many people who learn traditional orchestral instruments. Some of his friends plan to join the orchestra in the future and continue to improve on the road of music-these are people whose families do not lack money.

Is Taki-senpai going to Kyoto?I heard that Taki-senpai's father worked hard in Kyoto, so maybe he just came back home.

Miura Yuma quickly shook off the sadness in his mind, washed off the tiredness outside the house in the bathroom, and entered the living room.

Yumiko Miura sat on the tatami, her lower body was stuffed into the kotatsu, and she leaned on the sofa cushions to watch TV.

"Where's eldest sister?"

"I went shopping in Tokyo with my friends." Miura Yuiko said weakly, she tapped the screen from time to time, with a rich expression on her face.

There are only two brothers and sisters in the family, and the parents are away from home.

Knowing that she was probably chatting with the group of friends in the class, Miura Yuma turned around and walked to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of juice, "What is Yumiko's plan for New Year?"

"Eh? Brother, what do you mean?"

"I'm going to visit the shrine in the first month, and I'm going to go there in Tokyo."

"Hey... aren't my brother and sister in Chiba during the first month?"

Miura Yuma was a little embarrassed when he heard his sister's question. His eldest sister's career and circle of friends were in Tokyo, and he was similar.

He subconsciously regards his younger sister as the queen of flames who is the only one in school. She will always reveal her insecure and not strong side in front of her family.

"In the first month, I met with Sakakihara and Nishikino-san. I think there are colleagues from the office and classmates from the music university."

Hearing the word Sakakibara, Yumiko Miura's eyes lit up.

Miura Yuma shrugged, "If you want, I can take you along, but Yumiko has made an appointment with her classmates."

Yumiko Miura now showed her arrogance as a member of the present group in school, "It's okay, let me tell them, I will pay homage in Tokyo and watch the sunrise in the first month instead!"

Seeing this, Miura Yuma smiled helplessly. There must be a lot of people and it will be very lively.

While feeling happy for his younger sister, he hoped that Senior Takisho would cheer up.

And the guilt of not being able to help him.

Chapter 40 Jie Jie Jie Jie

"What a worrying junior."

The man was dressed in a suit, hung up the phone, and turned his gaze to the snow scene outside the window.

He put on a tie and an elegant black suit. Even if he went out in an ordinary way, he would dress himself like a groom who was about to enter the wedding hall.

On this day, I don't know if the flower shop is still open.

Sitting in the car, the man straightened the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator.

Hospital, Tokyo Metropolitan Government.

The girl was lying on the hospital bed, trying to support her body.

The TV in the distance sounded a little noisy now, she stretched out her slender, Jiangu fingers, picked up the remote control and lowered the volume a little.

"It's so boring."

Weak words came out of her mouth softly, and a strand of black hair hung from her shoulders.The girl looked at the handheld device on the bedside table, and a gleam of longing flashed in her eyes.

After a moment, however, she dropped the idea.

It's almost the first month, Harukaze, Asuna and the others must be busy with things in real life, which is different from me.

Looking out of the window, she was a little envious, but also a little yearning. The last time she ran in the snow was a long time ago in her memory.

However, she still has hope in her heart, as long as the next operation is successful, maybe she will be able to. . .

The door opened automatically and smoothly, the black-haired girl turned her head slightly, and hurried footsteps sounded, and an adult woman who was more or less similar to her stepped forward, patted her hand, and signaled that her mother was beside her .

"Mother..."

"Women Ji, don't talk too much." The girl's mother, a woman with the surname of Konno, comforted softly. She took the water bottle and brought the straw to the girl's mouth. A shallow smile.

"Sister...what about?"

The woman held her hand, smiling with an uplifting warmth, this touch of warmth warms the girl in front of the infected person, and also warms herself, telling herself that everything will be fine.

There was a trace of hesitation and sadness deeply hidden in her eyes, "Lanzi is still undergoing surgery, and I can see my sister tomorrow."

"That's good."

The black-haired girl blinked her black eyes slowly, and smiled sunnyly. In this slightly dim ward, this smile made people feel distressed.

"Hey...Mom, where shall we go to play in the first month?"

The woman held back her tears, smiled and stroked the protruding veins and blood vessels on Mu Mianji's hands, "Let's watch the Hongbai song party with my sister in the ward, um, but I have to go to bed after watching the red and white song party."

"Eh..."

Konno Wataki dragged his voice and let out a long sigh of emotion. The woman nodded her forehead and dropped a kiss symbolizing affection on her cheek.

"Take a good rest, as long as you take care of your body, after a few operations to remove the tumor, we will be able to live together again."

"Three people?"

Konno Kiwaji asked, although she was a little curious, her eyelids had already started to fight.

Hiding in her heart the anticipation for the arrival of the first month, she closed her eyes.

The woman didn't answer when she saw this, she gently lowered the slope of the bed so that Konno Wataki lay flat, pulled the quilt for her, and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

After putting the younger daughter to sleep, she still needs to wait for the news of the eldest daughter before going to the operating room.

But fortunately, these two daughters are very well-behaved and sunny, sensible and obedient. Even if they are regular visitors to the hospital, they have not lost their confidence in living. They still laugh every day, which is a warm current in the inpatient area.

Sometimes she couldn't bear it anymore, and she was always infected and inspired by her daughters, which made her a bit ashamed as a mother.

She is unfortunate, but also lucky.

The women closed the door gently, expecting from the bottom of their hearts that they could return home and start a new life.

The first month came unexpectedly.

Miura Yuma bid farewell to Taki-senpai in the izakaya on the day of the first lunar month. He had dinner with him and several close classmates of Taki-senpai. Although Miura Yuma and the others were not in the same music circle, but At that time, several people had heard Taki-senpai mention Miura Yuma's name, and they became familiar with each other as soon as they met each other.

Saying goodbye without crying, but Miura Yuma was still very reluctant, although he convinced himself that he only needed to take the Nozomi Shinkansen from Tokyo to Kyoto, and it took about two hours to get there.

Senior Taki waved to several people, the car roared, leaving behind a string of taillights and disappeared at the corner of the street.

Miura Yuma sighed, and he quickly cheered up. Today's farewell is only part of the event, and the real gathering will still be at night.

Back at home, I listened to the blows for a while, and my arms were bored to find the rhythm in the air. Miura Yuiko came back. She went to the nearby shopping mall with her current friends in the morning, and went home after lunch to touch up her makeup. Get ready for the evening's activities.