I play love guru in Tokyo

Chapter 62 Setting Sun
The grassy slope is empty and lonely, and with the evening wind blowing, the green waves roll and rattle.

Sitting here, across the river bank, there is a bridge not far away.

On the misty sky, the fiery red sunset gradually turned orange, like a fire burning the last light and heat.

The afterglow of the setting sun casts on the surface of the gurgling water, causing scales and waves to appear for no reason, making people feel like some kind of wonderful thing.

In the distance, the calls of unknown birds sounded, and the deserted river seemed a little lonely.

got windy.

Bai Yuan waited boredly, and randomly took out a miscellaneous book.

"The wind is so strong, how can you read it?" The pages of the book were blown up desperately by the wind, like crazy, without any reading experience.

"got windy."

The girl thought to herself, the wind blew her long black hair, and her red phoenix eyes were charming and charming. At this time, holding a library in her hand, she was walking quietly by the river bank.

The dark blue skirt swayed in the wind, giving off a quiet and elegant temperament for no reason.

Suddenly, she stopped, the empty grassy slope, only the lonely back of the young man.

Without saying a word, she sat silently behind the boy, watching the rippling water surface.

Out of the corner of his eye, the young man caught a glimpse of a sweet-looking girl sitting behind him, but she didn't say a word.

Bai Yuanqing's eyes were calm, like a melancholy young man.

but……

"Wait, what does it mean that she sits next to me when it's so open here?"

"It can't be that you like me, otherwise why would you sit next to me."

"It must be like this, right?"

"Yeah, what's the matter with being a little embarrassed all of a sudden."

Time passed bit by bit, and the two of them sat with a distance of about one meter for more than 5 minutes, and the girl didn't have the slightest intention to speak.

Bai Yuan glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and the girl looked away in a panic, his shy look made him cry out inwardly.

"Sure enough, I like myself!"

"What should I do? I was just sitting here in a daze, and suddenly I fell in love with a girl. Is it the so-called bright future?"

"Calm down, calm down, Kashiwahara-kun, you're a boy."

"After thinking about it, the boy should be the first to speak about this kind of thing, right? Otherwise, it might be me who is rude."

"What are you going to say? You can't just sit here in embarrassment!"

"I can't just ask you why you are sitting next to me, there must be a limit to the steel bars."

Bai Yuan looked at the startled birds by the grass on the river bank with melancholy eyes.

In this situation, I suddenly want to chant a poem.

"Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together, and the autumn waters are the same color as the sky"

Immediately he was strongly rejected.

"No, it's not autumn now. By the way, how do you translate this poem in Japanese?"

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk"

"This sentence is fine, but how do you translate it in Japanese? I can't translate well. She can't understand Chinese, right?"

"The wind today is very noisy"

"No, no, this is not the daily life of high school boys."

"Okay, it's coming, super handsome sentence!"

"The light of the setting sun is so beautiful, I am going carefully and not wasting my time"

Bai Yuan propped his hands on the grass slope, looking at the setting sun in a leisurely manner, with a hint of indelible sadness in his clear eyes, he said lightly.

"What the hell am I talking about, haiku poet Kiyoaki Kashiwahara? It doesn't fit at all! Chuichi is so embarrassing that I want to bump my head to death"

With the extremely embarrassing and literary tone, even the calm Bai Yuan couldn't help but blush.

It shouldn't be like this, but the surroundings are filled with such an unspeakable atmosphere, and I can't help but say such words in the second class.

But never thought, the girl remained silent, caressing the hem of the skirt, stood up, calmly lifted her long hair, hanging it behind her shoulders, and said in a gentle voice:
"It's just that the sunset seems to be revealing the sadness before dawn."

Kiyoaki Kashiwahara, who turned his back to the girl, twitched the corner of his mouth and suppressed a laugh.

"Please, please forgive me, and return the sadness before dawn, are you a literary girl! Sorry, my cultural literacy is not high, and I can't connect at all."

"A ray of setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red." Seeing that Bai Yuan hadn't spoken, the girl looked at the reflection on the water, feeling emotional, but said in Japanese.

"What, it turns out that you have memorized Chinese poems too. If I hadn't told you earlier, I could recite a lot of poems for you, but it's too late now."

Surrounded by a delicate atmosphere, the matter has come to this point, Kashiwahara knows that he can no longer back down, and he must fight back beautifully no matter what!
"I hate this bloody setting sun, because what rises tomorrow may not be what it is today. Let's go, before it completely falls, so that you won't feel sad again."

Bai Yuan put his hands in his pockets and stood up calmly. Suddenly, the strong wind blew the hem of the boy's clothes rustling, which belonged to the handsomeness of a boy.

click
The sound of hurried footsteps came, Kashiwahara smiled slightly, ah, Yamazaki, you are here, I can finally find an excuse to leave here, I really can't pretend anymore!

Turning around smartly, the girl's charming beauty came into view, Bai Yuan passed her by with a calm smile, what a beautiful scene.

It’s okay, if you meet a lonely and melancholy teenager on the bank of the sunset, let’s stop here and leave a good memory for you, maybe you will pass by this place in the future, and you can’t help but recall it.

It belongs to the gentleness of Kashiwahara Kiyoaki.

"People who don't know their names, what are you waiting for?" The girl didn't turn around, she was still looking at the river bank.

"Please, please forgive me, I just have a pain in my ass and rest here for a while, I really don't want to destroy the beautiful image of your fantasy, if you know that I am a guy who can't speak Japanese well, it will destroy the artistic youth in your heart impression

The corner of Bai Yuan's mouth twitched, and he almost laughed out loud, girl, aren't you imagining a scene of beautiful literature and art?

"You ask me what I'm waiting for? I'm waiting for the wind to come."

Bai Yuan said lightly, step by step, slowly walked up the grass slope
All of a sudden, the wind howled, the sky suddenly became dark, and the dark clouds all over the sky surged like a tide.

The violent wind blew up the young girl's blue hair. She turned around and stared blankly at the young man's lonely and melancholy back.

"Damn it, Bai Yuan, you were dumped by a woman again? You won't be committing suicide!"

Suddenly, Yamazaki Masato shouted anxiously from the grassy slope.

boom!
"Ah, Kashiwahara, it hurts, why did you hit me!" Yamazaki yelled aggrievedly, why did Kashiwahara suddenly rush over and hit me?

Kashiwahara, who is so energetic, obviously did not intend to commit suicide.

"You bastard, show me the atmosphere before you speak!"

Kashiwahara Kiyoaki roared silently in his heart, and subconsciously looked sideways.

"hiss."

The slender red phoenix eyes of the literary girl narrowed, as if she was staring at Kashiwahara Kiyoaki indifferently.

"Sorrowful, could it be that someone like me, who is likely to commit suicide and 'and' dumped by a woman, is completely out of line with her fantasies, so she is angry! By the way, how did Yamazaki mistakenly think that I was going to commit suicide?"

Kashiwahara felt embarrassed for no reason, dragged Masato Yamazaki angrily, and left in a hurry.

Under the setting sun, only literary and artistic girls are left, watching the clouds and clouds in the sky.

The girl is also wearing the school uniform of Moon Peak Private High School - a third grader.

She sat quietly on the grass slope and took out the drawing board and pencils in her schoolbag.

The sound of the pen rushing, accompanied by the ripples of the grass slope being blown by the wind, the girl looks serious, and the delicate little hands trace the portraits one by one.

On the dense green grass, the melancholy figure of the boy came into view, and behind him sat a girl whose face could not be seen clearly.

Then, it was the young man walking up the grassy slope with a modest smile on the corner of his mouth.

The girl's painting skills are very superb, and the temperament depicted is vivid.

However, the teenagers in the painting all look like Kiyoaki Kashiwahara.

The girl admired her work with satisfaction, a blush floated on her delicate cheeks, and put the work away in her schoolbag.

In the corner of the bag, the name of the girl Juanxiu is written on the book - Yichuan Liulixue.

Yichuan Liulixue faced the setting sun and disappeared under the sunset.

(End of this chapter)