lost to yellow ball

"Now I really suspect that Uncle Maori is possessed by the god of death."

Kili Kushima, who was standing in line at the snack bar in the movie theater, complained to Yukimura, "Even when I was with Shinichi, I never thought that I would encounter a murder case when I went to an art gallery to see a painting exhibition."

Yukimura took two drinks and popcorn in his hands, and walked towards the ticket gate with Ji Li, "It seems that I haven't seen Kudo-kun for a long time, is he still busy with the case?"

"...Well, but it should be over next year." Kili Kushima frowned, "It seems that there has been a major breakthrough in that case."

She had to admit that her father was very resourceful.

After agreeing to go to Germany, he immediately began to investigate the incident of Kudo Shinichi, and also contacted the Japanese public security and FBI.

She also understood why Kudo Shinichi didn't want her to know about the events involving these two organizations, so she also asked Masato Kudo not to expose the news of the Jiudao family's involvement.

After hearing such an accurate time, Yukimura Seiichi glanced at Ji Li who was walking beside him without a trace, and gave a little support with his hand, "Be careful of the steps." He had already entered the screening room, and he didn't say anything, just A soft reminder.

Ren Xia movies are a hobby of Jiri Kushima.

She likes the pure swords and swords and happy grievances in it very much. Everyone has their own "loyalty" in their hearts, and they will not hesitate to risk their lives for it.

About 20 minutes into the movie, there was a small tear-jerking climax. Ji Li was engrossed in watching the protagonist in it desperate for the 'boss', "This is called the 'underworld', unlike some young people nowadays who do It’s like thinking of yourself as a great person for something that violates discipline.”

Seeing the protagonist sacrifice the dusty sword for chivalrous righteousness and go to a duel with the head of another family, Kushima Jiri said excitedly.

Yukimura Seichi said: "When the protagonist chooses to draw his sword again, it must be very painful."

His mind may be more delicate. Apart from the excellent fighting, he also pays more attention to the close-ups of the expressions of the characters in the picture.

"Well... Although he is more stern and more attractive in the second part, I still like his appearance in the first part." Kili Kushima did not leave his eyes from the screen, and said softly: "Young man It’s time to be impulsive, happy to enmity, and only consider what is right or wrong when doing things, and will not look forward and backward like now.”

"The death of my elder brother and the head of the family made him bear too many responsibilities overnight." Seiichi Yukimura stared at Ji Li's side face: "Now he bears 36 lives of Zaemon, and the dead Brother's promise, and the honor of the surname. Every move is no longer his business alone."

Kushima Ji Lien let out a cry.

"This is the so-called 'growing up'. When my brother and Zaemon's Patriarch are alive, the protagonist doesn't need to worry about these things, as long as he is himself."

She watched the ups and downs of the knife on the screen, the tear-jerking soundtrack, and the expressions of the actors.

He has a resolute look and is indomitable. He is a great hero and a pillar in the hearts of countless people.A warm hand lightly passed over her head, Kushima Jiri subconsciously turned her head to look at Yukimura Seiichi who was sitting next to her, and the other party was focusing on the screen, it seemed that the person who just stretched out his hand was not He does.

"Even so, in front of the person he trusts the most, he is still the original him."

His warm voice passed through the ear canal like a spring of clear water, "It has never changed."

Kushima Jiri stared at him for a long time, until Yukimura also looked at her, and then turned his gaze back to the screen.

"Well, he's lucky."

The ending is that the male lead fulfilled his promise to his brother, but also violated his own life creed, and his hands were stained with the blood of innocent people.

He committed suicide in front of the owner's grave.

When he walked out of the cinema, Kujima was still a little immersed in the movie, "It's really a great movie. There are a lot of things during this period, and I have forgotten it myself." There are too many things that happened this year Yes, and she has much less time for entertainment. If Yukimura hadn't mentioned it, she might not have realized it.

Yukimura Seiichi opened the door for Ji Li, and when he heard this, he smiled.

He remembered all the things Ji Li mentioned, and the restaurant incident also taught him a lesson, some things cannot be put behind.

The sun in Kanagawa was scorching in early August, and Seiichi Yukimura was holding an umbrella for Ji Li. The restaurant arranged to prevent her from getting exposed was not far from the cinema, and we arrived soon.

Dating with Yukimura Seiichi will never feel the slightest discomfort. When eating, she will help to open the seat in advance, and the taste will take precedence over her. I will help her communicate with the waiter in advance about the seasonings and ingredients that she doesn't like.Chatting is always biased towards topics she likes, as if she would be satisfied as long as she is happy.

"Don't you feel tired all the time to accommodate me?" Jiu Dao Jili slightly lowered his head and took a sip of the milk tea which was not very sweet but just suited her taste.

One of the reasons why she suppressed her emotions before breaking up and said nothing was also related to Yukimura's behavior.

Occasionally, she will have a kind - he has been so kind to you, and it is what you should do to be considerate of him.

Yukimura Seichi tilted his head slightly, "Why do you feel tired when you accommodate the person you like?"

When he expresses his liking, he is always in a very direct way, and he will focus on your eyes, making you unavoidable.

"But I won't accommodate others." Kushima Jiri showed a puzzled look, "You can't get the same return from me."

"Ji Li." Yukimura Seiichi's expression straightened, "As I said, I did this completely voluntarily. I'm not asking for the same care and accommodation, nor do I want you to give me the same love... I like you, so I will treat you well, I will want to be with you, I will miss you because I can't see you, and I will be sad because of your indifference."

Jiri Jiudao looked away in some embarrassment, his eyes wandering.

"What nonsense are you talking about in the restaurant..."

"I'm just expressing what I really think."

After eating, Ji Li didn't offer to go back, Yukimura thought about it and asked her if she was interested in visiting a self-service studio in Tokyo.

"Self-help...studio?" Ji Li, who was a little unfamiliar with the name, was a little puzzled.

Yukimura Seichi responded, "It's not a very big studio. There are about a dozen separate studios inside, and the utensils are relatively complete. It's equivalent to...a place like a comic book store. The finished oil paintings will help You frame it and let you take it away." The studio he found when he came to Tokyo for a practice match had a very good environment inside.

Ji Li agreed, and the studio was not far from here, and the two of them walked there.

As soon as he arrived at the place, Ji Li, who didn't know much about painting, was brought into a quiet atmosphere by the decoration here. This store didn't hang paintings on the walls, but directly treated the entire wall as a I opened the canvas and painted a picture of a whale in the deep sea. If someone with rich imagination looks over it, he may still be able to hear the sound of the whale.

It was not the first time for Yukimura Seiichi to come here. After paying the fee for two people at the front desk, he was led to a slightly larger studio.

He politely rejected the other party's question asking if he needed to instruct the painter.

"The instructor?"

"Well, there are also many people who can't draw. If you pay a little more, you will have an instructor to teach you how to copy an oil painting," Seiichi Yukimura tidied up the drawing boards for Ji Li, and opened the paintings placed here Ben asked, "Do you want to copy it or draw it yourself?"

Kili Kushima glanced at the picture book, and after turning two pages, he pointed to a landscape painting of a sunset cliff and asked, "Can I do this kind of painting too? I only painted watercolors in art class."

"Copying is not as difficult as you imagined, and I will help you." Yukimura Seiichi whispered to her about the steps of painting, and accompanied her to choose colors and composition, and only after seeing Ji Li getting started slowly, did he paint on his drawing board Get ready.

He didn't choose a painting to copy, but sketched it himself.

During the period, I would occasionally get up and go to Ji Li's side to give guidance, "Here should be another layer of yellow paint..."

Ji Li listened to his advice and slowly stacked it up. Sure enough, it was different from the effect just now. The color change was more natural, and the strokes looked very beautiful.

She said happily: "For the first time, I found that oil painting is so fun."

Perhaps because of his joy, Kuri Kushima didn't notice that his hair was about to touch the work he had painted for a long time during his movements, and it was stained with paint.

Yukimura Seiichi used the back of his hand to push back her long hair that fell on her chest, and said, "Be careful."

"...Okay." Kushima Jiri responded with some embarrassment, and then asked curiously: "What are you drawing? It seems that you didn't choose a photo just now."

Yukimura Seiichi, who returned to his seat, blinked at Kili, "I'll show you when I finish the drawing."

His eyes returned to the canvas, and he became serious again.

Although Kili Kushima was curious, he still didn't go over to look at it, but continued to focus on fighting with what he had in hand.She had little contact with painting before, almost just to cope with art classes, whether she went to art exhibitions with Yukimura or others, she was often in a state where the good-looking one was also good-looking.

I got started once today, only to realize that it takes so much effort to draw a good-looking color boundary.

An evening sun, still copying, had forced her to stop for more than ten minutes.

Yukimura Seiichi painted the last stroke, his expression slightly relaxed.

He put down the pen, and after confirming that there was nothing to add, he looked towards Ji Li.The very serious person who was still holding a brush just now was patrolling back and forth between the canvas and the painting book.

"Try adding a little black?" Seiichi Yukimura walked behind Ji Li, bent slightly and looked at Ji Li's painting and said.

"...Black?" Jiri Kushima was stunned for a moment, and she asked hesitantly, "Is black really okay? I'm afraid I'll blacken everything else..."

Although he doesn't question Yukimura Seiichi's professionalism, Ji Li is not confident in his technique. Black, if it's painted bad, doesn't it mean he's been busy for so long?

"I'll help you." Yukimura reached out to hold Ji Li's hand holding the pen, and drew it on the canvas bit by bit with gentle force. His voice was not loud, but every word fell just right It reached Ji Li's heart.

With the help of Yukimura, the ordinary yellow circle turned into the setting sun.

Kili Kushima's eyes lit up.

"It's so beautiful... I never thought I could add these colors."

Seiichi Yukimura let go of Kiri's hand, stood up and said with a smile, "This is where the fun is."

His attitude is natural, as if he is just instructing painting.

"Have you finished painting too?" Ji Li looked up at him.

Yukimura smiled, and he turned the drawing board to Kiri's direction——

What he painted was a portrait, in which Ji Li is today.

In the whole painting, it can be seen that Ji Li's eyes are the most attentive, as if hiding the deep blue sea and staring at you.

--beautiful.

The person in the painting has a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, sitting casually on a low stool, revealing a sense of casual self.

"Is it for me?"

Yukimura Seichi nodded, "It's for Ji Li, but I hope..." He blinked his eyes lightly, "One day, Ji Li can give her to me again."

Jiri Kushima was stunned.