You are Toyokawa Shoko, then who am I?

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He heard some people talking.

"That's Takamatsu-san, right?"

"Why does she always have to pick up rocks?"

"so weird."

It's really weird.

Toyokawa Sho looked ahead and saw a short-haired girl squatting on a lawn near the intersection, fiddling with stones.

Because of the angle of view, Toyokawa Sho couldn't see the other person's face clearly. He only knew that she was wearing the same green school uniform as the other students. She looked very petite and was carrying a dark blue school bag.

Why is this person picking up stones?

And he picked it up on the way to school, with so many people watching?

If I were treated as an outsider, wouldn't it be hard to go to school?

Toyokawa Sho couldn't understand Takamatsu Deng's motives, so he mentioned this to Wakaba Mutsu during a video call at night. Wakaba Mutsu said she didn't understand either, and then for some reason she pestered him to video chat for an hour before hanging up.

After that, every time Toyokawa Sho passed by here by car, he would look to see if Takamatsu Touma was there, intentionally or unintentionally.

However, the other party's whereabouts were difficult to trace, and he was not seen for several days, but when Toyokawa Sho was about to forget about this person, he would appear in the corner, stacking stones alone.

Because the timing is so accurate and the impression it leaves is so deep.

Toyokawa Sho sometimes wondered if the other party was the kind of scheming woman that often appears in novels and TV dramas, who is responsible for playing the long game to catch big fish, and then cheating rich second-generation people like him who are stupid and have a lot of money.

So he told this matter to Ruoye Mu again in the evening.

Ruoye Mu remained silent.

I just pestered him to play video for two more hours.

It was then that Toyokawa Sho realized, oh, it turned out that Xiaoguagen was feeling uncomfortable and felt that she was so bold that she dared to mention other girls when she called her.

So in the year that followed, every time Toyokawa Sho saw Takamatsu Touma, he would deliberately mention her lightly in front of Wakaba Mutsu, making him even more jealous. Then he happily received many photos that Wakaba Mutsu took specifically for him to see in order to make him focus his attention.

But the good times didn't last long.

With the death of my mother.

Toyokawa Sho's daily life collapsed, and all the dark clouds and strangeness in the family burst out and were brought to the surface, as if it was a hellish scene where demons were running rampant without the suppression of the Prison King.

Every time I walked into the house, the first thing that pierced my body from the servants' greetings was the oppression that was so dull that it almost solidified into substance.

This made Toyokawa Sho gradually resist returning home. Rather than returning to the place where he couldn't even sleep well, he would rather wander around outside alone for a while.

The Toyokawa family understood his feelings and simply wanted to pick him up later. As long as he was safe, they would even give him a villa to live in.

People from chaebol families live extravagant private lives and indulge in all kinds of entertainment. People like Toyokawa Sho who are willing to follow the rules and only flirt with the daughter of a celebrity are a minority.

In this way, with the bodyguard secretly following behind, Toyokawa Sho would find a place to stroll alone after school every day.

It was also during this period.

He met Gao Songdeng again.

As usual, she was still squatting beside a patch of grass, removing the gravel, and gently touching the small insects underneath with her fingers.

Regarding this girl, with whom he had no connection but whom he had known for more than a year, Toyokawa Sho did not choose to ignore her this time. Instead, he approached her, kept a certain distance, squatted aside, and silently watched her fiddling with the stone.

The strange thing was that when Gao Songdeng saw him, he did not show the nervous and reserved expression he had imagined that the other person would immediately become when meeting a stranger, nor did he pick up the stone and run away.

Instead, after hesitating for a while, she carefully took out a moist and transparent rain flower stone from her pocket and handed it to him, then looked at him silently without saying a word. Her pair of clear and bright eyes seemed like melted amber, shining brightly and rippling with the shimmering light in the dusk.

This time, I can’t pass it on to Toyokawa Sho.

This did not fit his idea of Takamatsu Deng. The girl's sudden initiative completely overturned his preconceived understanding of the character.

After all, he was studying acting with Wakaba Mutsu, and he had a strong professional knowledge of character psychological profiling and self-analysis. He didn't think he would be so stupid as to not understand the person he had been observing for more than a year, so he asked Takamatsu Deng directly.

"You ever met me?"

The girl nodded seriously like a hamster.

After some conversation, Toyokawa Sho finally realized that Takamatsu Deng had seen him quite a few times during this year.

No wonder.

After all, I drive a Maybach every day.

Toyokawa Sho complained secretly, but he didn't expect that the girl didn't know Maybach, or even such well-known brands as BMW and Mercedes-Benz. It was simply because she was sensitive to vision and Toyokawa Sho always kept the car window open that she knew Toyokawa Sho.

At first she was very scared, thinking it might be the human traffickers her parents had mentioned, so she hid for a long time.

But later she found out that Toyokawa Sho was just watching her picking up stones. Gradually, she got used to the fact that occasionally a dark black car that seemed much longer than other cars would pass by her in the morning.

If the light happened to be red, she would stop by the roadside, and a young man with the car window open would watch her pick up stones without saying anything.

Only someone would mistake me for a human trafficker.

Toyokawa Sho silently marveled at the girl's amazing insensitivity.

Since then, Fengchuan Xiang would go strolling on the street after school every day, and then, like refreshing a random NPC, sometimes he would see Takamatsu Deng within a few minutes after school, and sometimes he would wander around for a long time before he could see Takamatsu Deng counting ants in a very magical place.

Perhaps because they met more and more often, Gao Songdeng gradually regarded him as a friend.

It was no longer the case that she asked Sho Toyokawa to find her, but she took the initiative to find Sho Toyokawa.

The specific way she does this is that she will run to the place where Toyokawa Sho often goes in advance, and then wait obediently for Toyokawa Sho to appear.

Isn't this more NPC?

Toyokawa Sho complained.

But Gao Songdeng didn't care, because she didn't understand these things. She just felt that she now had a new friend to talk to... which was great.

Every time she saw Toyokawa Sho coming out, she would follow him slowly. When Toyokawa Sho noticed her, she would awkwardly give Toyokawa Sho the stone that she thought was the most beautiful that day.

Why is it the same as paying for a friend's allowance...

Toyokawa Sho was speechless about this inexplicable visual experience, so every time Takamatsu Deng gave him a stone, he would take him out to dinner.

But after eating at a three-star Michelin restaurant only once, Gao Songdeng no longer wanted to go there.

The girl gave him all her pocket money in a soft voice, and asked him with tears in her eyes if she could not come here to eat next time.

then.

The next day, we went to a regular ramen restaurant.

Then there is the classic plot of a rich young man who has never been to this kind of street shop before, so he takes a few bites with a contemptuous attitude, but is eventually captivated by the delicious food.

Code.

So typical.

But precisely because it was too typical, Toyokawa Sho was embarrassed and told Takamatsu Deng that he would not come again next time.

It was not until he got home in the evening that Master Xiang realized that he had said the wrong thing. He took out his mobile phone to explain, but found that there was no contact information for Gao Songdeng in his phone.

Toyokawa Sho, who had never taken the initiative to ask for other people's contact information, was in distress for the first time in his life because he did not have the other person's contact information.

It was at this time that he reviewed the battle situation and realized that he and Gao Songdeng had known each other until now entirely by chance. The two of them had known each other for so long but didn't even leave each other their phone numbers...

Much of the night.

Toyokawa Sho himself was amused by his own young master nature.

And the natural beauty of the lights.

It's just as stupid.

But it's okay.

I’ll explain it to Deng tomorrow.

The boy fell asleep peacefully.

When I woke up the next day, I saw that it was raining heavily.

Mori Minami, who hadn't been in contact for a long time, called him specially and said that Wakaba Mutsu had to practice extra today and hoped that he could go over to help comfort Wakaba Mutsu.

Toyokawa Sho had no choice but to hope to see the Takamatsu Lantern in the morning, but the road he usually went to was closed due to maintenance.

Toyokawa Sho had no choice but to wait until tomorrow to apologize to Takamatsu Deng.

He didn't think that Gao Songdeng would still be outside picking up stones in such heavy rain.

But it turns out.

Toyokawa Sho underestimated the girl's persistence.

It was almost seven o'clock when he picked up Ruo Yemu. The rain outside was extremely heavy. The red brick walls were washed ochre by the rain. The sudden rain hitting the iron roof sounded like muffled thunder.

But Gao Songdeng was still waiting for him at the place where they often met.

The girl was originally small, and under the huge rain curtain, she was like an inconspicuous little cotton ball. She stood alone at the intersection with an umbrella, and her thin shadow was stretched and wrinkled by the street lights.

Raindrops exploded into glass stardust on the umbrella surface, sliding along her stretched wrist bones into her cuffs, bringing a chill that penetrated her heart. Even her canvas shoes had been soaked into dark gray by the accumulated water.

Waiting for someone is a particularly unpleasant experience.

Not to mention that you don’t know whether the other party will come.

Every passing minute and every second should be the nutrition that helps despair take root and sprout.

But to her, the long wait does not seem to be torture, but a training for meeting you. The whistling wind and rain blowing on her face does not seem to be a terrible thing. As long as she thinks about seeing you in her heart, even her weak body is incredibly full of strength to persevere.

When Toyokawa Sho saw Takamatsu Tomo, his breathing was stunned for a moment. Japanese universities usually finish classes at around 3 o'clock. Takamatsu Tomo's standing here now means that the other party has been waiting for him in this heavy rain for three hours.

All of a sudden.

Guilt.

Blame yourself.

Countless emotions flooded my heart.

Toyokawa Sho thought that if he were in Takamatsu Tomo's position, he would definitely feel extremely resentful towards himself.

But Gao Songdeng didn't seem to think so.

When she saw that she had rolled down the car window, she immediately showed a happy expression.

It turns out that she really doesn't know Maybach.

I only remember the car window that was always open.

Her umbrella was tilted back, revealing her eyebrows and eyes soaked in moisture, with many water droplets hanging on her eyelashes, but she still had a smile on her face. She trotted all the way to the car door, but before she could say anything, she sneezed because she caught a cold.

Her cheeks flushed red and she felt very embarrassed about it. Sneezing in front of others seemed to make her even more embarrassed than her school uniform that was already wet from the rain. Her white little hand rummaged through her pocket and quickly found the stone she wanted to give away.

She reached through the car window.

He placed the small, crescent-shaped stone in Toyokawa Sho's hand.

No complaints.

There is no grievance either.

Just a smile that looked a little satisfied.

She said this while shaking her little hands gently.

“…See you tomorrow.”

Because of the corridor of life.

He remembers every minute and every second of Toyokawa Sho's life clearly.

But if there are any memories that can still be clearly remembered until the last moment even after leaving the corridor of life.

Then arrange the list.

There must be this moment.