[Y2 Sweet Text] Fate

"Hurry up, you two! You are almost late, and you are still slowing down. Did you eat our wontons?" Aiba, who was walking in front, yelled at the far away Ninomiya and Matsumoto.

The reason why Aiba is so proud today is entirely because Matsumoto and Ninomiya overslept together on the first day of university, and after they were woken up by Aiba, Aiba had to brush their teeth, wash their faces, put on clothes, and After arriving at school, because both of them were the "weak in the morning" type, they were bored and couldn't walk fast.

"You two young masters, if you don't move faster, we won't be able to catch up with the opening ceremony!" It was Aiba's voice again.

"Stupid, you also know that we both wake up like this, who told you not to wake us up earlier." Nigong complained softly.

"You guys are ashamed to say that if you two hadn't studied some game strategy the night before school started and went to bed early, what happened now wouldn't have happened." Aiba put his hands on his hips and still pushed Matsumoto forward.

"Student Matsumoto, at least you got the sentence wrong!" Matsumoto kept his head down completely, and walked with a limp.

"Forget it, idiot, don't be angry, don't you remember when you, J and Xiaobai were on the tram? The three of you fell asleep together, and when you arrived at the station, you woke them up, J Because I have been sleeping with my legs crossed, I can't use my strength, so I have to follow you with a limp, and now you ask him to talk to you, it's better to let him lie down and beat you up." Nigong gradually regained his spirit, comforted With Aiba.

"Okay, it seems that there is indeed such an incident, but with Jun-kun's current speed, how can we catch up with the opening ceremony? The school lobby is over there!" Said, Aiba pointed with his finger far away.

"Hey, idiot? Why don't we sacrifice these flowers and plants, so that no one will find out in the early morning, and just sneak through the grass." The shrewd and capable Nigong thought of this excellent plan (children at home, Qian Qian) Do not learn it).

"It seems quite reasonable." Aiba took Matsumoto's hand and nodded, agreeing with Ninomiya's thoughts.

"Then let's act without further delay." Ninomiya and Aiba exchanged glances, looked left and right to see if there were any passers-by, and nodded after confirming the situation, "Let's go."

I saw Ninomiya walking in front quickly, running a few steps and taking a step, running a few steps and taking a step, Aiba also dragged Matsumoto to follow Ninomiya's example.

"Ouch!" Aiba pulled Matsumoto as if he had bumped into something, and the two fell to the ground like a turtle crawling around on the grass.

"Are you two okay?" Ninomiya heard the voice and looked back at him, "Quick, get up, you're crushing someone!" Ninomiya looked at Matsumoto pressing on top of Aiba, but underneath Aiba was a living human hand , thinking in my heart, it’s too bad, it shouldn’t crush people to death.

Ninomiya pulled Aiba and Matsumoto up one by one.

At the place where Aiba and Matsumoto fell, a piece of "Heitan" with a particularly black face appeared. Matsumoto, who had been in a daze beside him, also woke up with fright.

"What the hell is your name! Aiba!" This was the first sentence Matsumoto said today.

"We...we just crushed someone, Jun Jun, do you think he will die?" Aiba pointed at the person on the ground with a terrified expression.

"No way, how could it be so easy to die?" Matsumoto walked over to feel the pulse of "Heitan".

"Ah!" Aiba yelled again.

"Idiot, what's the matter." Nigong was also taken aback by him.

"He...he...he moved."

Following Aiba's words, I saw "Heitan" moving his hand slowly, and then gently rubbing his eyes, "It's so comfortable to sleep~" After finishing speaking, he still stared blankly at Matsumoto in front of him Stretched.

Except for Matsumoto, all three people present almost bumped their heads into a big tree.

"Okay, okay, so cute~" Matsumoto said in a small voice, looked at "Heitan" in front of him, and poked his big black face with his fingers.

"Where is it cute?" Aiba and Ninomiya complained together, and immediately pulled Matsumoto across the grass and walked to the school hall when they saw that there was nothing to do.

"That person just now is really super cute, I must know him, I must know him, I must!" At the opening ceremony, Matsumoto said to himself imaginatively.

"Hey! J! Resurrection!" The opening ceremony was over, and the students had all left. In the middle of the empty hall, only Matsumoto was left motionless, shaking Ninomiya with his hands in front of Matsumoto, and Aiba who was looking around.

"Nino, our class seems to be over there!" Aiba pointed to the distance.

"Okay, let's go, J!" Ninomiya and Aiba walked forward holding Matsumoto's arm alone.

"J, are you so exaggerated, are you so cute? Isn't it just a piece of black charcoal?" Ninomiya's poisonous tongue has happened again.

"That's also a lovely piece of black charcoal!" Matsumoto clenched his fists and looked forward with inspiration.

"J! Where are you going? Our classroom is over there!"

"Alas..." Matsumoto in the classroom sighed softly.

Three days have passed since leaving the school ceremony, while Ninomiya and Aiba were eagerly engaged in studying and playing, Matsumoto sighed for the "black charcoal" he hadn't seen since Farewell to the bushes.

"Ja, don't moan anymore, even leaves like aiba have been mowed down by you. Isn't it just a piece of asymmetric black charcoal, is it so rare?" Ninomiya tilted his head and looked at Matsumoto.

"Of course it's rare, black charcoal that can enter my eyes!"

Now if someone passes by the three of them, they will definitely think Matsumoto is in the coal business and is a "carbon idiot".

"Let's go, let's go to the next classroom." Ninomiya pulled Aiba and left.

Matsumoto followed the two silently: "I slept on the grass on the first day of the opening ceremony, so I shouldn't be a freshman. Is it the teacher of the swimming class who got so tanned?"

"Hurry up, Detective Matsumoto." Aiba, who was already five steps away from Matsumoto, shouted loudly.

"Students, if you have any questions, let's talk next time, the teacher is going to go to sea!" The thin voice reached the ears of Matsumoto who was in a daze.

"That's the voice! That's right! It's this piece of 'black charcoal'!" Matsumoto looked at the people who were talking in the passing classroom, "Fate, definitely is fate!"

"Goodbye, Mr. Ohno!" The students in the art department are very eager to learn, and they like Satoshi Ohno very much. Every time after class, they will pester Ohno, so today Ohno finally couldn't help expressing his urgency to go to sea mood, the students had no choice but to let the teacher leave with a smile.

After Mr. Ohno left, Matsumoto patted a small male student wearing glasses who was about to leave the classroom: "Hello classmate, what class are you taking?"

"My university teacher's ancient aesthetics class." The short boy's voice was crisp and clear.

"Then, if I also want to take this course, what can I do?" Matsumoto asked humbly.

"Is that so? You shouldn't be a student of our department, right?" The little boy looked at Matsumoto in front of him, "It's not that students of our department don't have this course, but you can go to the school website to see if there is Mr. Ohno Satoshi Art classes are optional."

"So that's the case! Thank you classmate!" After hearing this, Matsumoto immediately caught up with Ninomiya and Aiba happily, and said with a smile on his face: "Nino, aiba, let's go to art class!"

"Scared?" Ninomiya and Aiba thought that Matsumoto was crazy about Heitan, and were very shocked.

"J, are you out of your wits?"

"Could it be a fever?" Aiba reached out to touch Matsumoto's forehead.

Matsumoto shook off Aiba's hand, pointed at Ninomiya, "You're crazy." Then he turned to Aiba, "You have a fever."

"Hello, Mr. Ohno!"

"Hello, students..." On the podium was Mr. Satoshi Ohno.

"Oh, you idiot? What art class is it today?" Ninomiya plucked his ears, and looked at Aiba next door listlessly.

"Heh..." Aiba yawned, "It's the fourth lesson."

Matsumoto, who was sitting next to the two, completely ignored the "thorny" words of his two buddies, and still focused on Satoshi Ohno on the podium.

Ever since Matsumoto learned that Ohno-sensei was an art teacher who loves art that day, he helped Ninomiya and Aiba to enroll in all of Ohno-sensei's art elective courses. Pulling two reluctant little friends to class, the two little friends had to die bravely for the sake of Matsumoto's life.

"Students, this is the end of today's class!" Da Ye wanted to escape after seeing the curly-haired, thick-browed, big-eyed and strangely dressed classmate in the audience.

"Teacher, class has just started! Why did you end the class? We really want to listen to your lecture!" Some students in the audience who didn't know the reason were puzzled why the teacher dismissed the class as soon as he said it was over.

In fact, the reason is this. In other words, after Matsumoto attended Mr. Ohno’s art class on the first day, Mr. Ohno said goodbye to his classmates as always and was about to leave the classroom. , Scared the students who were supposed to keep Mr. Ohno so scared that they dared not speak, "Teacher Ohno, please let me be responsible for you!"

The students next to the teacher started discussing after hearing this, and Ohno didn't know what to do after being told this.He has never done any xx behavior with anyone, let alone this classmate who has never even met him.

"Uh... this classmate, the teacher really has important things to do today. The teacher appreciates your enthusiasm for art. If you have any questions about this course, you are welcome to come back next class." Said After finishing, Ohno walked out of the classroom without changing his face amidst the voices of the students.

One of the protagonists of the story has left, and of course the other will become the focus of everyone.

"Matsumoto-san, what did you do to Ohno-sensei?"

"Come on, tell me, we're curious!"

"Matsumoto-san..."

"Nino, aiba, did you hear that? Ohno-sensei told me to continue to attend his class next time!" Matsumoto turned his head and looked at Ninomiya and Aiba excitedly, who knew that the two of them had already sat in the last row of the classroom Playing rock-paper-scissors, pretending not to know him.

Let's go back to the present. Mr. Ohno just said that the class is going to start. Unexpectedly, when he saw Matsumoto, he immediately dismissed the class, and hurriedly ignored the students' obstruction and ran out of the classroom.

"Mr. Ohno, where are you going today?" Matsumoto continued to follow behind Ohno.

"Student Matsumoto, how many times have I told you that there is something we can solve in class, but class is over now, please don't follow me anymore." Ohno walked to his special studio and sat down.

"But, Ohno-sensei, your courses are so free, I can't wait for you to answer my questions!" Matsumoto said confidently.

"Matsumoto-san, the problem you mentioned is not a problem at all."

"Why isn't it a problem? Where is Ohno-sensei going today?"

"Alas..." Ohno lowered his head, he was really afraid of trouble the most.

"Mr. Ohno, what's your phone number?"

"Mr. Ohno, where is your email address?"

"Mr. Ohno, please let me take responsibility!"

Here it comes again, Ono shook his head: "What did you do to me?"

"Mr. Ohno, you finally want to know!" Matsumoto smiled happily, full of childishness like a child.

"Well, tell me, let me go back sooner after you finish talking~" Ono said helplessly.

"The thing is like this, on the first day of school, Mr. Ohno, didn't you sleep on the grass?"

Ono thought for a while, and there was indeed such a thing. On the first day of school, because he went fishing too late the night before, he would definitely not be able to catch up with the first class if he went home, so he went to school early to prepare the courseware, and then Take a nap on the grass.

"Then what."

"Then, it's all because of me. I was too careless when I was walking, which disturbed Mr. Ohno's lucid dreams and made you lose energy all day. Do you think I was wrong? Am I responsible? !" Matsumoto looked serious.

"It's a trivial matter, I forgive you, let's go!" Ohno thought he woke up naturally, and had never seen the thick-browed classmate in front of him at all.

"But I can't forgive myself!"

"Then Matsumoto-san, what are you going to do to forgive yourself?" It's none of my business!Ono thought to himself.

"Teacher, please tell me your mobile phone number, e-mail address, and even your home address if you can!" Matsumoto took out a piece of paper and a pen and said with a smile on his face.

After a while, Matsumoto returned to the classroom contentedly holding the precious paper in his hand.

Ono in the studio held his head with his hands, what happened to me, I really just gave him my contact information and home address.

After that day, Matsumoto seldom appeared in front of Ohno's eyes, instead, he sent text messages every morning, noon and night.

"Good morning, Ono-sensei, the weather is fine today."

"Good afternoon, Ohno-sensei, did you draw again today?"

"Good night, Ohno-sensei."

"Ohno-sensei, I saw you in the cafeteria today."

"Ohno-sensei, I just sneezed, are you missing me?"

What's more, Matsumoto sends things to Ohno's house every few days. Yesterday, he sent a valuable paintbrush, today, he sent a beautiful fishing rod, and tomorrow, he sent a pair of beach slippers. That's it.

Matsumoto has not sent a message to Ono for several days, and has not sent gifts to his house for many days. Ono sat on the hanging chair at home a little melancholy, thinking about things with his head propped up.

"Isn't something going to happen?" The uncle fell into deep thought.

"Ding dong." The doorbell of Ohno's house finally rang again after a few days.

"Is the courier here?" Ono woke up and ran to the door in small steps.

Opening the door, Ohno was hugged in a warm embrace.

"Matsu...Matsumoto-san...you...you are?" Ohno, who was being held in his arms, said dully.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ohno, I don't know what to say to you anymore, and I don't know what to give you to touch your heart. Can you not say anything, just let me hug you, just give me a hug Just once." Matsumoto's voice was hoarse.

Ohno didn't say anything, just leaned his head gently in Matsumoto's arms, feeling the tenderness and warmth.

"Satoshi, I knew you were painting here again." Matsumoto, who was also wearing strange clothes at home, stood behind Ono who was painting, with his hands on his shoulders.

"Well, there are many good memories that are worth collecting." Ohno didn't look back, but quietly painted the picture in his hand.

"Isn't this the first time we met, when nino and aiba and I were rushing to the opening ceremony, and we tripped you when we passed through the grass?" Matsumoto pointed to the grass in the painting and the mandarin duck lying on the ground. Colored black charcoal Satoshi Ohno.

"Well, I was thinking, if it weren't for you who tripped me up at the time, maybe my life would be completely different now." Ohno began to color Matsumoto in the painting.

"Really? But even if I hadn't been tripped by you, I would have found you." Matsumoto said softly with his arms around Ono's neck.

"If I hadn't met you, maybe my life would only be like a plain landscape painting with only light ink, and your appearance, like an oil painting, added colorful splendor to my life."

"Then our future life will definitely be more colorful..."

"Um……"

Ohno continued to paint quietly.

And Matsumoto sat next to him, drinking a cup of coffee quietly without disturbing.

They are all the bright spots in their lives, and it is because of each other that life becomes so colorful...

The author has something to say:

Because this couple is not written much in the article, I still want to talk about their understanding~