I, who tortured the readers, was knocked to the ground by them!

Chapter 84 What can I use to meet you again?

After another long sigh, Yuki Mizuno patted her face and reminded herself.

Currently, I am not just reading this comic as a reader!
I still have work to do, so after watching this, I will talk to Teacher Ying Teng Shuye as soon as possible about how to promote the video.

Such a good comic, I have to take it more seriously! Try to share such a wonderful comic with more people!
Moreover, compared to the always regrettable reality, the beautiful stories in comics are more comforting.

on the screen.

Takaki and Akari were chatting about some trivial things.

From the gossip in the club, everyone was complaining about their own school and talking about how they would be scolded by their families when they returned home.
The snow was falling slowly.

Takaki looked very cold, and Mingli said that she wished she had brought a heater.

Guishu asked curiously, "Aren't you cold?"

Mingli, who had gotten used to the weather here, said, "I'm wearing thermal underwear."

The invisible conversation revealed that the world the two people lived in had become different.

"Look at that tree." Mingli said, pointing to the bare cherry tree on the side of the road.

"Is that the cherry tree you mentioned in the letter?"

Looking at the branches covered with snow, Takaki couldn't help but think of the afternoon when Akari told him that the cherry blossoms fell at a speed of five centimeters per second.

The two walked together under the cherry tree.

Look up at the bare branches.

Next close-up.

The cherry tree is in full bloom with cherry blossoms all over the sky.

In the next scene, Takaki and Akari's lips slowly approached each other.

I didn’t say, I like you.

Nor did I say, I love you.

The two people did not express their feelings to each other, but they were slowly getting closer.

“It’s wonderful, wonderful, wonderful!”

Looking at the picture, Akari and Takaki are under the cherry tree.

She couldn't help but wonder, if she met him again, would the scene be the same?

Takaki and Akari are so great in this story.

The two of them slowly approached each other, but just when they were close, they stopped.

Guishu didn't kiss her in the end.

Akari, on the other hand, raised her hands and hugged Takaki.

Under the cherry tree, in the snow, the two hugged each other tightly.

The picture is still beautiful.

Yuki Mizuno, who thought the story would start with a downturn and end with an upsurge, smelled something not so good on the next page.

[I wish I could come and see the cherry blossoms together next spring.]

[She and I, perhaps, will not be able to be by each other's side in the future.]

[Miri, I think I have the same idea as you.]

The sudden narration pulled Yuki Mizuno away from her beauty and fantasy.

She felt as if her heart had stopped.

"Don't." Mizuno Yuki's smile disappeared from her face again, and her brows were furrowed.

It feels like this beautiful moment is about to pass away in a flash.

Takaki and Akari stayed together in an abandoned cabin.

For junior high school boys and girls, staying out all night and hugging each other must be the craziest thing.

Such romantic madness seems so powerless after that line of narration.

The two of them huddled together in blankets at night, sharing each other's lives that no longer had any intersection.

Finally they were tired, leaned against each other and fell asleep.

Until the sun rises again.

Mingli chatted with Guishu and reluctantly saw him off to the first tram of the morning.

When the tram is closed.

Mingli took out an envelope from her bag.

She also wrote a love letter
Akari wants to give the envelope to Takaki.

"Give it to him, give it to him!"

Yuki Mizuno, who was completely immersed in the story, even spoke out in anxiety.

But, on the next page, the tram door slowly closed.

love letter.

In the end, he didn't leave Mingli's hand.

"Ah, this tram, it's so annoying."

Yuki Mizuno felt that for the first time in her life, she hated trains so much.

The mood that had finally become better was also filled with regret.

How can this be called first suppressing and then praising? It is just shattering the beauty for people to see.

Yuki Mizuno sighed, feeling a little empty in her heart.

And there are only a few pages left in the comics.

I thought this story would end with a slightly Korean drama-like regret.

Yuki Mizuno didn't expect that the last few short monologues would completely break down her defenses.

The scene flashes back to the letter written by Takaki, the letter that was not handed to Akari.

[Right now, I still don’t understand the specific meaning of growing up.]

[However, one day in the future, when I meet you again, I hope that I will have grown into someone who will not make you feel ashamed.]

【I want to regard this as a promise between you and me】

I will always like it

The scene finally returns to the present.

It is Takaki's monologue.

Although he lost the letter by accident, he thought he would not give it to Mingli if it was still there.

Perhaps the same reason applies to the letter that Mingli was unable to send.

[I know very well that one day, I will be defeated by the insurmountable time and distance.]

I will forget your voice, your face

How can I gain the power to fight against it?

How can I meet you again?

The two were unable to deliver the letter not because of the snow or the tram.

Rather, time and distance.

From the beginning to the end, their gradual drifting apart was a destined outcome.

"How can I meet you again?"

Whispering these words.

All of Yuki Mizuno's previous fantasies about "what if" were ruthlessly torn into pieces by these simple monologues.

Yuki Mizuno could no longer hold back, her vision gradually became blurred, and tears kept sliding down her cheeks.

Whether the love letter can be given to him may not be important at all.

Whether or not there was a quarrel may not be important at all.

Even if I muster up the courage to meet him, it doesn't matter at all even if he is still waiting for me at the tram station.

How can she fight against time and distance?
Yuki Mizuno sobbed, and her heart had become somewhat desperate about the slim hope that had existed for many years.

The unhanded love letter between Akari and Takaki seemed to be just a small regret, but it came back to her with constant memories.

How could she bear this?

Line message flashes.

It's Teacher Sakurafuji Yoko.

He asked respectfully, "How do you feel about Teacher Yukiko? Is she suitable for making a video?"

Yuki Mizuno sniffed and wiped her tears.

I really want to emotionally question him, why do such realistic plots and stories happen in the fantasy world of comics?
But she certainly understood that the reason why this article titled "5 Centimeters per Second" was so powerful was because of this.

Mizuno Yuki quickly typed a reply: [Of course! It's both beautiful and sad.]

Yukiko: [I cried.]

On the other side, Sakurai Itsuki raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that her mental defenses were really low and the bigger ones were still to come.

Can't stand it anymore?

However, Sakurai Itsuki thought it was a good thing. Since this alone could move her, the video she would make would definitely be full of emotions and the quality would most likely not be low.

"You are such a beast! Yukiko said she was crying, but you were still laughing."

Sato Wakaba, a die-hard fan of Yukiko, pinched Sakurai Shu's waist.

"This proves our manga is a success. Why can't we laugh? But maybe it's just a polite remark," Sakurai Itsuki said. "Emotionally sensitive people like you didn't break down, but she cried. Maybe it was exaggerated."

"Maybe, just like you said, she also has a childhood sweetheart, so she put herself in his shoes." Sato Wakaba guessed.

"That's true. Maybe he was thinking of the people he missed."

Sakurai Itsuki nodded. This story was indeed a special attack for those who had this experience.

"Ah, if it's true, then who saved the world in the previous life? Could it be Yukiko's childhood sweetheart?" Sato Wakaba sighed. "And she still misses him after all these years! How enviable!

"Who knows."

Sakurai Itsuki shrugged. As for this question, it was definitely none of his business, and he didn't care.

PS: I was lucky enough to get to Sanjiang. Thank you all for your support. I would like to kneel down here to thank my grandfather.

Red bean paste, Arigato.

This book actually has many shortcomings, and my personal ability is indeed no match for those great writers, but I will try my best to write it well.

If nothing goes wrong, it will be on the shelves next week. I hope everyone can support it by placing a first order. QAQ.

(End of this chapter)