[Net King] It's just that the butterfly doesn't want to

The moving company's car parked in front of Ogata's house early in the morning, packed up and down many times, and finally drove out of the street near noon.

Across the window, the sound of the car starting can be clearly heard.

Yagyu Hiroshi didn't turn a page of the book in his hand for a long time, he raised his eyes, and the teacup on the table was steaming with white smoke, his vision gradually blurred.

He didn't put down his book until the tea was completely cold, and got up and opened a corner of the curtain.

I thought I would see people going to the empty building, but there was a familiar figure standing in front of Ogata's house.

Ogata Yui seemed to have guessed what he was doing, raised his head and waved at him.

"Hiroshi," Ogata Yui's expression was very gentle in the early autumn sunshine, and he asked under the window, "Shall we go to school together?"

The boy was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Wait for me to get something." She turned and ran back home.

Yagyu Hiroshi went downstairs and pushed open the door of Ogata's house. He was probably ready to settle in a distant place, and there were very few things left in the living room.

Finally, he stood in front of the girl's room door and took a look inside, vaguely looking like the old days.

"Aren't these taken away?" He asked.

"Ah..." Ogata Yui was rummaging for something, turned his head when he heard the words, turned his eyes around, shook his head, "Forget it."

"why?"

"There's no particular reason." She found what she needed from the bookshelf, sighed and said softly, "I just think that since I'm leaving, I shouldn't bring too many old things with me."

Liu Sheng wanted to say something, but his long-standing habit made him silently look away.

There was a distance between home and school that was neither long nor short, and the two chose to walk tacitly.

Ogata Yui explained to him on the way, "There are still some transfer documents that need to be handed over to the school."

"I thought you'd at least wait until graduation."

"Well, but now it's different from before, it can be decided at any time."

The atmosphere was silent for a long time, until approaching Lihai University High School, the street scene along the way turned into an endless sea, the sound of seagulls appeared and disappeared in the wind, and the sunlight seemed to become transparent.

"Actually, you don't have to go." Yagyu Hiroshi finally spoke slowly, as if he had considered it for a long time, and he said, "There are many...things that you clearly miss."

"Perhaps so."

"..."

The raging waves hit the reef, and the water splashed and shattered.

"I know, it's very good here." Ogata Yui's eyes fell on the distance, the light slanted on her eyebrows, and the eyes flickered, "The sea is beautiful, the sunset is very good, and you are also very good."

"So……"

"It's just that I've stayed here for too long, so I should go and look elsewhere." She turned her head and interrupted her unfinished words, staring at the young man against the light, with an indescribable firmness in her voice, "You too .”

The sea breeze blew past, inadvertently lowering the boy's eyelashes.

In the cycle of colorless time, fate casts an unbreakable cage for Yui Ogata, but Yagyu puts layers of shackles between him and her with his own hands. He is not only her jailer, but also her only prisoner.

And now, she has walked the long and tortuous road and handed over the key.

They walked into the Lihai school gate side by side, and stopped at the branch of the school road.

Coincidentally, they realized almost at the same time that there was no reason to continue walking together at this moment.

"—"

Ogata Yui was about to speak, but saw Liu Sheng take out the pocket watch that never left his body, he did not open it, and looked down for a while, as if he was just staring at the complicated and ancient patterns on the case.

"This is for you."

"Ah..." Ogata Yui was stunned for a moment, she knew that the pocket watch was a treasure gifted to him by Yagyu's grandfather, and it seemed a little too expensive for a parting gift, "Why?"

"It's what you said, I'm no longer bound by time." The boy's usual indifferent expression was rarely tinged with tenderness, "I don't need it that much anymore."

It seems that it is preordained in the dark, and the beginning and end of all chaos are witnessed by it.

"But……"

The antique pocket watch fell heavily on the palm of his hand, for a moment, Ogata Yui mistakenly thought that she was holding someone's everything.

"I know better than anyone else the power of the passing of time, but it is not always cruel. It dilutes some things and imprints others. There will always be dazzling moments in memory." Yagyubi Lushi said softly Said, remembering something, the young man's brows and eyes slowly stretched, like Ningxue melted in front of his eyes, rare and clear and gentle, "My time is given meaning because of you, whether it is before or in the future."

The boy raised his eyes slightly, there were too many unbearable words, drowned in the restrained farewell:

"Xiao Wei, you will always have this right."

After returning the final formalities to the school, Yui Ogata walked slowly along the school road for a while, then stopped suddenly, looked sideways, and saw lively noises coming from the tennis club, which was still training on the weekend.

In the past few days, she said goodbye to many people...familiar teachers, classmates, club seniors, and people from the tennis club.

But she did not see Yukimura Seiichi alone.

She remembered that in her last memory, the boy under the moonlight had a gentle and uncompromising tone, he said "I want you to leave all of this", but she forgot to ask at that time whether the "everything" he expected her to stay away from included himself ?

That's why it's so difficult to run into Yukimura Seichi in this school.

When he was hesitating whether to go to the tennis club, someone behind him asked with a slight smile:

"Are you looking for me?"

A gust of wind blew by, and the camphor trees rattled.

Ogata Yui looked back under the tree.

Spots of light swayed between the young man's clear eyebrows. He stayed in place, staring quietly for a while, and then walked in front of her stepping on the dust floating in the sun.

In a short distance of a few steps, countless scenes seemed to flash before my eyes, and the tide rose and fell.

The sound of the wind, human voice, and hitting the ball seemed to be separated for a moment, but the ears could catch more inaudible sounds, such as a dead leaf falling between two people.

"Yukimura..."

Ogata Yui was a little dazed.

In a trance, it seems to have returned to the origin, and he and her finally met at the end of the truth and the end of the story.

Compared to her being caught off guard, Yukimura Seiichi seemed more calm. He looked at the rare girl who didn't wear a school uniform, "Are you leaving?"

"You said..." Ogata Yui lowered his eyes, "I hope I leave all this."

"I said it."

"So," she asked softly, "if I say no, will you be disappointed?"

Ogata Yui thought that she could probably guess Yukimura Seiichi's answer. In this chess game where he was betting on himself, he had already defined the way to win, and he was the one who cared so much about winning or losing.

However, the boy shook his head and smiled.

"For the sake of my image, it would be better not to answer."

"..." Ogata Yui looked at him in surprise, as if he didn't expect him to say that.

"Okay," Seiichi Yukimura met her gaze, and there was something entangled in the bottom of his eyes, which gradually fell into the light, "Actually, if you stay, I will be glad."

"Then why..."

"Just think of me as a strange person."

Ogata Yui sighed and said, "I always thought so."

Yukimura Seichi: "..."

In the afternoon, the sun shines through the branches and leaves, extending along the school road, and there is a towering bell tower.

The scene in front of her was similar to a scene in her memory, which made Ogata slightly dazed. She remembered the question and answer repeated several times under the tree. She sat down in the shade and looked sideways at Seiki Yukimura.

"Strange, but gentle."

The young man sat next to her, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard the words, "After going through so many things, do you still think so?"

"Well, Yukimura-san." Yui Ogata laughed, "I still think you are a good person."

Eyes meet eyes, and the air is quiet for a few seconds.

Yukimura Seiichi finally curled the corners of his lips, and couldn't help chuckling, a bright and gentle light shone from the depths of his pupils.Ogata was only distracted for a moment, and she looked into the boy's peaceful eyes. After a long struggle, the arrogance and possessiveness gradually disappeared into emptiness, calm and calm, and the most honest appearance.

Ogata Wei didn't continue to ask him why he wanted her to go, and why he wanted her to stay.

She leaned back, resting her hands on the grass.

"What will happen next?"

"after?"

"After I leave."

"Maybe I'll be lonely, maybe I'll regret it, maybe I'll be happy..." Yukimura paused slightly, "Actually, I haven't thought about it either."

"why?"

"Don't dare."

All the confusion, uneasiness, and timidity about the future seemed to subside slowly in his calmness. Yui Ogata closed her eyes, and some inexplicable emotion between expectation and sourness enveloped her.

"But maybe I'll be a bad person."

"It doesn't matter at all to me." Yukimura Seiichi's eyes reflected her figure intently, "The important thing is that this is your choice."

Mixed with the swaying leaves, the young man's voice contained a kind of poignant tenderness.

"Yui Ogata, the story here is over, but you have just begun."

"I hope you like your choice."

She suddenly thought that Yukimura Seichi was such a person, he got the ending he wanted.And the true beginning of Yui Ogata's life will always be his name.

The young man stubbornly stepped into the absurd script written by fate, walked through the wrong time, and reached out to touch the moon reflected in the water, but he was dressed in the moonlight.

Inside and outside the dream, this is her own moon.

……

The hour hand made a turn, the clock tower rang the bell, and the birds fluttered in the clear sky.

The afternoon sun gradually lost its scorching feeling, and was bright but gentle. Yui Ogata stared at the clock tower. This time, the time passed by every minute and every second would never repeat itself, which made her feel relieved and regretful.

The clock quietly pointed to the scale that could not be delayed any longer, she stood up, "I should go."

"OK, bye."

"Goodbye."

Ogata Yui walked a few steps forward, stopped, she turned around, and saw Yukimura Seiichi walking in the opposite direction, the golden light fell on his back, she couldn't help calling him, "Yukimura Seiichi."

The boy paused and stood still.

"Did I tell you that it's nice to meet you?"

"..."

"Although it's time to say goodbye, I still feel that maybe one day in the future, I will meet you again in a certain place. With this feeling, I will keep moving forward as you expect."

"..."

Seiichi Yukimura turned his head, the leaves were rustling, and the dust was looming under the spot of light.

Those lights and shadows were flickering on her body, behind her was the sparkling sea, and the sea breeze carried the moist breath and her voice.

"If the weather is fine on the day we reunite, let's go to the art gallery together."

"What if the weather is bad?" He seemed to have finally recovered from his surprise, and asked softly.

"Go to the art gallery, too."

The sunset dyes the distant buildings crimson, and the lights of the stars shine through the windows, forming a sea of ​​lights in the city.

The hunting wind calmed down, and the lights along the coast gradually lit up, extending all the way to the end of the horizon, and the long journey paved a long way at the girls' feet.

In this ordinary early autumn, without warning, she said goodbye to him.

For a long time, Yukimura Seiichi thought of Ogata Yui, and would think of her back in the twilight, the girl's skirt swaying in the wind, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

This sky is so big, she can finally fly to any future.

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Finally, thank you for reading this, and tolerant of the many shortcomings and humbleness of the article.

To be honest, at the beginning, I didn’t expect that other than my friends who were talking to me would watch it, especially when I saw the familiar ID, it made my conscience ache: I can’t cheat them anymore!

Writing an article is a random event for me, and the meaning of serialization is more "I am very happy to spend this time together". I met you once in a certain year and a certain month. I have been happy, have you?

Bye bye.

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Qingbenjiaren, Xiaomai, and Raylene1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of ice chiseling at the poles; 20 bottles of a grass mud horse; 7 bottles of Feng Youyuan;

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