Jockey girl, the undefeated black ghost

"Wait, please wait—!"

After crossing two bushes, Silent Suzuka ran to the place where the figure left.

The calm river water is vivid in the eyes.

Disappeared……

The person who was standing there just now has disappeared.

Silent Suzuka's eyes widened, and he looked around in a daze.

How is it possible, in just a short moment, where will the other party go! ?

Silent Suzuka was skeptical, and even thought that his eyes were wrong.

Just as she was looking for it, a voice came from behind her.

"Suzuka-san... what a coincidence, you're here too."

A dark-haired girl in a sportswear is lying on the green grass by the river bank with her hands behind her head.

There was a long branch in her mouth.

Chapter 175

"Student from Manchester Teahouse? Why are you here..."

Unexpectedly, the source of Silent Suzuka's distress would appear so abruptly.

Looking at the other party's appearance, it seems that they are lying on the shore basking in the sun.

Early in the morning?

"I'm feeling the wind."

The girl replied.

"Early morning breeze is the best, no matter the speed, temperature or humidity, it can be felt through the skin."

Sitting up, the girl looked at Silent Suzuka.

"Suzuka-san, what you said yesterday, I couldn't understand for a while, but then I thought about it carefully, maybe 'feeling nature' is also a way to enter that state."

The elements that make up a field include spectators, players, grass, soil...

Many elements make up a complete game scene.

Just taking out any one element cannot be called a 'competition'.

However, all horse girls will involuntarily distinguish these elements during the competition.

Players are players, spectators are spectators, and the track is the track.

Each part is playing a separate role.

They don't see it as a whole.

But for Silent Suzuka, her consciousness is not limited to this.

There is no clear dividing line in the game, the world is a seamless one, and I am just a part of it, inseparable from the air, grass, and soil.

The surrounding sounds affect the frequency of the space, and the footsteps of the players shake the arena.

Wanting to win, wanting to win, there is no such thought in her mind.

For Silent Suzuka, she just ran in her rightful place.

While running, I entered a state of 'no self'.

What is not self is not me, not what I am, not my self.

Constantly recalling the state of Silent Suzuka when she was running that day, the girl made guesses about her behavior.

The mind is like still water, Silent Suzuka has reached the state of mind like still water.

This ability is no longer self-cultivation, but mind-cultivation.

For young girls, this is quite a challenge, which has nothing to do with the level of effort, and can only be obtained purely by their own comprehension.

The language, movements, and character that I had learned to cooperate with Sunday's Tranquility can't be applied at all now.

Just like an actor.

Even if you can perfectly imitate a homeless person who lost his family and cried bitterly, it is still different from a real homeless person.

Outsiders may not be able to see it, but for the actor himself, the other party has a sadness from the bottom of his heart that can never be surpassed by imitation alone.

There is a sad gap between the imitation and the real thing.

Just like no matter how a young girl learns her movements, her tone of voice, and her habits, she is still not Sunday Tranquility.

She can't be as perfect as Sunday Serenity.

Of course, maybe there really is a genius who can do it.

But girls are not geniuses.

The road to understanding is hard and long.

"It's really enviable, Suzuka-san..."

You have amazing talent in you.

"me?"

"Ah."

Suzuka blinked.

She also didn't know the reason, when she met the girl in front of her, Silent Suzuka had already forgotten about the black figure just now.

Looking at the dim golden eyes of the other party, Silent Suzuka's heart seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and it was very dull.

She shouldn't have shown such an expression...

Calmness, calmness, and even arrogance are more suitable for her than this sad look.

Clutching the hem of her skirt, sitting next to the girl, Silent Suzuka accompanied her to look at the calm river.

She didn't say much to the girl yesterday, she just briefly explained her running thoughts and her feelings.

But such a short vocabulary can be thought so seriously by her.

Apart from guilt, Silent Suzuka was also a little moved.

She clearly felt that her voice had entered the ear of the other party, with its weight.

She is very grateful to the other party for being able to care so much about her scribbled remarks.

It is already a great honor for Silent Suzuka who is not good at speaking.

"Student at the Tea House..." Silent Suzuka said slowly, "Actually, I have been paying attention to the Classmate at the Tea House."

"follow me?"

The girl's ears moved.

Although she is not a tea house, she is still quite surprised.

Before officially contacting Silent Suzuka, she didn't see much communication between the cafeteria and her.

"That's right." Silent Suzuka nodded, her soft orange hair slid down her shoulders and fell to her ears.

"Every time I see the classmates at the teahouse, it gives me a very strange feeling..."

It's as if she doesn't belong in this world.

Her sight, her voice, and the quiet and mysterious atmosphere will always attract Silent Suzuka's attention involuntarily.

"I think the teahouse student is a very special person."

Looking at the ripples on the river, Suzuka spoke silently.

"Special..." It's true to say that, the tea house is indeed different.

"Well, very special." The blue-green eyes looked at her.

There is a famous saying that Silent Suzuka likes very much.

Yesterday is history, tomorrow is unknown, and today is the most precious gift given to you by God.

So seize the moment and observe yourself.

Maybe the "state of mind" she was chasing was not in others.

"If the teahouse students want to find the existence called 'heart', then I hope that before you start to act, you can take a serious look at yourself."

Envious of yourself?On the contrary, it should be said that Suzuka is very envious of her.

That indescribable detachment attracted Silent Suzuka from the very first moment she saw it.

Therefore, Silent Suzuka believes that the reason why the other party will ask her about the running mentality is because her eyes are all on others.

I feel that what others have summed up is correct and more suitable for her.

actually not.

Only you know yourself best, and the teahouse student just instinctively ignores that person who can never come into sight but is buried deep in his heart.

The two stared at each other silently, the shadow of Silent Suzuka was reflected in the golden pupils.

The girl coughed a few times in embarrassment.

"How do I feel... What you just said is so confessional."

She scratched her cheek.

Something 'always watching', something 'special someone'.

Won't there be any misunderstanding if you talk to 'teahouse' like this?

As her 'friend', I am very worried about the relationship between you two.

"Show, show, confess!? I didn't, I, I, I was just telling the truth..."

Immediately felt his face was burning, Silent Suzuka turned his head, staring at the grass with straight eyes.

"Sorry, just kidding."

"Yes, is that so, I think so. Suddenly, he said something... confession or something. No, I didn't expect that the students in the teahouse also like to tell jokes. I really can't tell it normally..."

Taking a few deep breaths, Silent Suzuka turned his head again after the heat on his face subsided.

At this time, the opponent had already stood up.

"Thank you, Suzuka-san."

The teenage girl who was being troubled by the problem thanked her.

Although it has not been substantively resolved, Silent Suzuka did provide her with a direction.

From observing others to observing yourself.

It seems that from the beginning to the end, she never really ran in a way that only belonged to her.

Sunday Tranquility, Narita Shirahito, Ling Amazon, Green Grass, and many other running methods in one.

Among them, how many things really only belong to her?

"Then I'll go first, Suzuka-san."

She wants to relax her mind and run without thinking about anything.

"Are you going for a run?"

"Ah."

"Then, do you want to..."

"with you?"

"if you do not mind."

"Didn't you just say, let me re-examine myself." The girl smiled.

"Indeed, if I follow, it will be very troublesome..." The ears with green earmuffs drooped down.