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Seven moments of memories

[ I thought that there were some things that I would remember for the rest of my life and never forget them. ]

As she walked past the ancient cherry tree, a tiny cherry petal suddenly left the flower, gently drifting through the intertwined branches in the light and shadow, and slowly fell on her shoulder.

Under the tangled cherry trees, she raised her head and covered her eyes with her palms. The sunlight leaked through the gaps in the leaves, and it was extremely bright, spreading over her face little by little. There is a faint fragrance of cherry blossoms in the wind. She suddenly remembered a kind of perfume, which had the same smell, floating faintly in the air, and finally drifted away.

Sometimes, the smell becomes a poison and the infatuation becomes addictive. She was once so obsessed with this smell, as if it was spring in the ancient capital, with cherry blossoms falling like snow - but that was once. The so-called past means that now she has been freed from such obsession.

The time is afternoon. The afternoon sun was still a bit dazzling, and the sky was clear and blue. It was really a good weather. She turned her head away and blew a breath, and the small petals drifted to nowhere with the wind.

For a moment, she felt a little sentimental. This kind of attachment is like a glass tower built in the sky. If you are not careful, it will be broken.

However, something else flew into the distance along with the pink petals.

The newly renovated campus is extremely peaceful. Standing under the cherry tree, she heard the shrill cry of a young bird from an unknown place.

It’s finally the season of spring and flowers are blooming, and everything here has to start again, and there will be new juniors and juniors walking into this campus, with jerky expressions on their young faces—or maybe It was childhood sweethearts who had been bickering with each other, walking in noisily. Then cherry blossoms fell like rain on them, like a grand ceremony. They will raise their heads, look at the cherry tree, and smile knowingly, and a layer of soft cherry blossom petals will fall on the young man's shoulders.

She smiled faintly, then turned around and walked away.

[If everything related to you disappears, how can I find your remains...]

She walked through the corridor and heard the sound of the playground behind her. On the head, there is the laughter of girls.

But it passed quickly, and when she looked back, there was only an empty playground and sand and dust blown by the wind.

The cherry blossoms swayed in the wind, making a tiny sound. At such a moment, she only felt that time was like running water. Before she had time to notice it, it slipped through her fingertips and she couldn't catch it. When she opened her palms, she could only feel the wetness and coldness of her tears.

At the end of the corridor, a dark brown wooden pillar stands alone, with dark or light writings carved on the pillars.

So she walked over and looked at the memories that had been erased by time in a calm and calm mood. They may have existed for many years, and some of the writing has become so blurred that only rough strokes remain, making it impossible to read. But when she put her finger on it, she clearly felt the mood of the person who was engraving it.

The wood has a faint smell of decay due to years of wind and rain. That kind of old breath can easily break all the pretense of calmness and directly touch those naked and buried memories.

Her fingers paused there.

Even if she doesn't look at it, even if she closes her eyes, she can still clearly understand those four words and every stroke that seems to be engraved on her heart.

She suddenly regretted why she was so stubborn and unwilling to carve out those moments in advance. Perhaps it was true as he said, because of all the considerations, she could never be free and easy. It was because she was too hesitant that she lost a lot of happiness.

Remembering how stubborn she was at that time, she laughed silently. How stupid I am, stubbornly believing that only naming my name will be meaningful at the graduation ceremony. At that time, she really thought that she could carve her name gently next to his name on the day of graduation, the day everything ended, so that he would remember their understanding and cuddling there side by side for the rest of his life.

Now she began to regret it. Because she was too exhausted to carve any more words, and even if she did carve words, they would no longer have any meaning.

Some things can only happen at a specific time, in a specific place, and with specific people. But after passing this time, passing this place, and missing this person, everything will be different.

Her fingers gently traced the ancient pillars, and she gently wrote her name next to his.

However, they cuddled together only at the moment she wrote.

[ Just because I smile doesn’t mean I’m happy. Likewise, just because I don’t cry doesn’t mean I’m not sad. ]

2 Seven peaceful moments of memory

Her graduation ceremony was unusually deserted.

Because of work, my father did not come after all. She sat among tens of thousands of people, wearing a black school uniform, quietly watching the principal speak insignificant words on the stage, as if she was watching a boring play.

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The audience was noisy, some were laughing loudly, and some were crying quietly.

She saw a couple who looked like a couple sitting there, their faces expressionless, but their hands hanging next to the chairs were tightly held. That kind of calm scene, but with emotions flowing in an instant, made her feel empty.

This is a realm that she and he can never reach.

So I can only smile. In moments like these, she has learned to cover everything up with a smile.

The friend sitting next to him turned back frequently to chat with the boy behind him. She looked sideways and suddenly felt very happy. Yes, happiness. At this time when everything should have ended, for some reason, she felt happy. Some unknown shackles were finally broken free, everyone's eyes were full of emotions, and happiness filled the air.

When she went up to deliver a speech as a student representative, the scene suddenly fell silent. The principal wiped his sweat and gave her his seat. She raised her eyes and saw the helplessness and a little bit of sympathy in the principal's eyes. So she smiled and gave him a reassuring look.

Her voice was scattered throughout the auditorium through microphones and speakers. There were many pairs of eyes in the audience, looking at her with various expressions. However, no pair of eyes belonged to her, and the pair of eyes that belonged to her had gone somewhere.

Someone was holding a camera to take pictures, and the flash hurt her eyes. It was finally time to finish speaking. She originally planned to face everyone and shed tears calmly when she finished speaking. Then everyone will realize that it's over. The graduation ceremony will end with such a climax.

This should be a perfect ending.

But she couldn't do it. When she should have shed tears, she felt her eyes were sore, but there were no tears. She couldn't shed tears. Everyone was looking at her, waiting for it to be over. Facing these eyes, a sudden surge of sadness came over me.

But she didn't cry.

She smiled lightly and finished her final summary. The corners of his mouth raised into a nice arc.

Then the whole auditorium erupted with applause, laughter, bouquets of flowers and flashing lights, all appearing at once, covering up all the sadness.

She slowly walked off the stage and left quietly at the busiest moment.

This was a play with no ending. Everything came to an abrupt end at the climax, leaving me standing on the stage, crying alone. ]

Even after walking far away, the laughter in the auditorium can still be heard.

She is going to the Kendo Club to say goodbye to her juniors as a graduated manager. When I walked past the cherry tree, I suddenly discovered that the branches that were blooming with flowers a moment ago were now raining with cherry blossoms. She thought of the petals on her shoulders. It turned out that it was a sign, but she had not noticed it.

It was like this every time. She always had to wait until everything passed before she remembered and realized what she had missed. She didn't cherish the flowers when they bloomed. When the flowers fell, she could no longer find the one she had longed for.

Perhaps that flower had withered before it bloomed and fell on her toes. But she didn't know, so she raised her foot and stepped on it, and then heard the sound of the petals breaking.

However, what was broken was more than just a flower.

Everyone in the auditorium came out. Over there in the playground, there was a strange couple cuddling together and talking softly. She looked at it, not knowing what expression to make.

She saw someone confessing their love under the cherry tree. The boy smiled so much that he showed his white teeth. For some reason, the girl cried like rain. So the boy gave her the second button of his uniform. The metal button stuck to his heart for a long time, shining brightly in the sun like the most precious treasure in the world. The girl stared at him, with tears still on her face, but she finally smiled.

Pink cherry blossoms suddenly fell all over the ground.

So she remembered the scene that she had rehearsed countless times. She has been rehearsing for many years, and she knows every line of dialogue and every expression by heart. She had already told herself that no matter how it ended, she would perform the play perfectly. But on the day of the performance, due to the absence of the protagonist, all speculations became empty, and all assumptions were not established.

This is no one's fault. She didn't want to blame anyone, she just felt sorry. Not sad, but regretful. She has learned to smile instead of sighing, and she finally begins to believe that some things are destined and no one can change them. Her power is not strong enough to go against the gods.

3 Seven moments of peace and memories

If it were him, he would definitely fight to the end.

But she is different from him. From beginning to end, she believed in fate and destiny.

There are just some things that cannot be undone even by prayers or amulets. Because the ending was already written, she could only watch helplessly as all the things she cherished left her, unable to do anything.

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[ I know I have to leave sooner or later, so when I leave, can I prove for the last time that you once existed? ]

The dojo of the Kendo Club is still the same as before, unchanged. That's it, everything remains the same and won't change when anyone leaves.

She has known this truth for a long time. After all, the earth will not rotate just because of one person. The sun will still rise the next morning.

Standing in the middle of the dojo, she suddenly felt that everything was far away from her. The noisy years here seemed like a lifetime ago. Although they were as clear as yesterday, they were so far away that she couldn't reach them even if she stretched out her arms.

Everyone was silent. The atmosphere that should have been lively was stagnant because of her silence, and the air seemed to be condensed.

Some juniors glanced at her secretly, with pretended reluctance in their eyes, but the corners of their mouths were secretly raised, probably because they were glad that she had graduated, so that there would no longer be managers who would always yell at people. Show up and annoy him all day long.

She saw it but was too lazy to teach him a lesson like usual. After all, this was the last, how much she wanted to cherish it.

The minister was muttering there, saying why the senior sister was so quiet today. So she stared at him and threatened that if Gaifang failed to win this year's national competition, she would definitely not let him go.

The atmosphere relaxed and everyone began to laugh as usual.

This was the kendo club on weekdays. It was always lively and lively, which made her yearn for it. Sometimes I am clearly surrounded by warmth, but for some reason my heart feels cold. She never understood why she was unhappy.

However, after leaving here, she would not even have the chance to be surrounded by warmth.

The minister asked her to say a few words to the junior students. She looked at their expectant eyes and didn't know what to say. Concluding remarks? That will definitely make you laugh to death.

It’s just that she really doesn’t know what to say. A large part of the memories related to the Kendo Club were deeply buried by her. Now it suddenly turned over again, making her feel at a loss.

She finally said softly, hoping that no one would forget that Gaifang once had such a legend.

In an instant, everyone’s eyes dimmed.

How long can a lifetime be? Some things, even if they are remembered for a lifetime, are only remembered in a moment. ]

She always stubbornly believed that it was a legend.

She knew he was a legend just when the young man was holding a bamboo sword and smiling proudly. How can there be such a perfect person, as powerful as a god, who can only be watched by others forever. There is such a distance between her and him that perhaps even a lifetime can't be overcome.

Her eyes suddenly traveled through time and space. She felt that everything was like a cloud of smoke, from beginning to end, she thought she had gone very far away, but when she turned around, she was shocked to find that she was back to the starting point.

My eyes were sore, as if something was about to come out. But there were no tears. At this moment, she actually wanted to cry.

For a while, she kept dreaming, was frightened, and shed tears all night long. When I woke up, I still couldn't remember what kind of sadness I had experienced.

She smiled brighter than the sun during the day, but endured the biting cold at night.

She clasped her left hand with her right hand to absorb the warmth, but could not bear the loneliness between her hands.

If one of the two people is destined to leave, then she is destined to be the one left behind. It was always like this, in his heart, there was something supreme and more important than her. Because of this, he would become a legend that she could never get involved with.

And she, inadvertently, returned to the starting point of the legend.

She was once so close to happiness. Now that I think about it, I realize how ignorant I was at that time and how ignorant I was of cherishing it. I think I have grown up and know what love is and what sorrow is. In fact, those small resentments are nothing at all, and those tears are nothing. She doesn't yet understand what true sorrow is.

Now, she finally understands that there is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.

Today, her heart feels like water has stopped flowing, and her tears have turned to ashes.

People who live in happiness may never understand what regret is in their lifetime. It's not as simple as sighing and shedding tears. I don’t want you to regret it in the future, so please learn to cherish now.

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These were the last words she left for the Kendo Club. After saying this, she turned around and left calmly.

When she turned around, a junior noticed the expression on her face. There was clearly no sadness, but it made him feel extremely sad.

That’s called regret, a deep, deep regret.

[Who can tell me where the end of longing is? ]

She walked out of the front door and couldn't help but look back.

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The cherry blossoms on the campus fell one after another. The wind blew up the curtains in her classroom, blowing them in waves.

How many of the laughter and laughter of the past, those memories that have been faded by the years, will remain with her passing.

There will never be that brand new motorcycle in the school’s carport again. And there will no longer be faint handwriting written in pencil on the desks in the classroom.

There was laughter coming from behind in the distance. She turned around and saw a boy and girl walking side by side on the road. They looked like they were childhood sweethearts.

The girl stared and scolded the boy as an idiot in Kansai accent. It should have been an angry statement, but her face was a bit shy and red. The boy whistled, pretending not to care, and said something back from time to time.

They walked past her and disappeared noisily at the end of the street. The scene in front of him suddenly froze.

There are cherry blossom petals blowing in the wind. For so many years, it seems that every cherry blossom rain looks the same. However they are different.

Just like childhood sweethearts, they all seem to look the same, but they are different.

She slowly turned around and took a look at the cherry tree again. The cherry blossoms were like rain.

Three years ago they came to this cherry tree and saw the blossoming cherry blossoms. So they forgot about the quarrel and stood side by side quietly in the cherry blossom rain, no one said a word.

Today, she is the only one who remembers that there was such a beautiful cherry blossom rain.

There is an old saying in China: Women should look good to those who please themselves. And is my person who pleases me just in this vast sea of ??people? ]

Neyagawa is not a prosperous city. I vaguely remembered that they had walked through many places chattering. At that time, he was high-spirited and always ahead of the curve. She stared at his back from behind and felt that there was something between him and her.

At this moment, she was walking on the street, and everything was prosperous. People who looked like office workers walked by in a hurry, and couples took a leisurely walk, murmuring love words in a low voice. That lingering scene made her suddenly feel as if she was much older.

It’s not that I’m old, but that I’ve grown up.

Looking at the sky with floating clouds, she thought so.

I once thought that the person walking behind was like an abandoned child, following me pitifully but not daring to get close. But, in fact, the person walking behind is the happiest. Because there is a back that is always in front of you, protecting you from wind and rain. You can even see the sweat on the back of his neck in summer and the white smoke exhaling from his mouth in winter.

Stop in her favorite store, the figure reflected in the glass window was obviously thinner.

In the past, he always said she was fat here and there. Now that she has really lost weight, no one will look at her carefully and smile brightly.

She saw a beautiful spring dress displayed in the window. It was light pink and had a childish style that only a girl could have. If it were her in the past, she would probably like it very much. However, now her wardrobe is all black and white, bright colors, and simple styles, no longer as innocent as a girl.

After staring for a long time, he finally sighed. She no longer had that childish mood. Wearing such gorgeous clothes, even if she was dressed in a prosperous age, she could not regain her former mood.

The Mood for Love passed away overnight.

[My whole world can be seen in a flower, and your whole heaven can be seen in a grain of sand. You gently placed eternal happiness in my hands, but when I opened my eyes, I only saw eternal disaster. ]

She had a habit of stopping and looking at him quietly for a while when she passed by his door.

In an ancient mansion, there is a gravel path behind the cherry gate, and the flowers and plants are all well-kept. There is a cherry tree in the courtyard. In spring, small pale pink cherry blossoms bloom. They sat under the cherry tree to enjoy the cherry blossoms and eat rice balls. The petals fell into the pool, floated far away silently, and finally sank to the bottom.

Just like a mood, after a long time, it will slowly settle down and be gradually buried.

She likes his home. That ancient, stable atmosphere could calm her heart. She liked the wooden structure of the house. When she stepped on the stairs with her socks on, she would make a dull sound and feel very solid.

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His home is always lively.

His mother had a pair of warm hands and would pull her to ask her to stay for dinner. His father always had a straight face, but his eyes showed deep love.

She actually envied such a family.

For her, the feeling of home is a cold room, the notes her father left on the table, dinner alone, and the dim light in the dark night.

Her father always seemed to leave early and come home late. Her mother died young, so she sat alone in the house and felt the cold night.

But she knew that her father loved her very much. This kind of love is not expressive in words, but you can feel the warmth of love in every gesture.

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So, she is actually very happy.

She would go to his house for dinner. Sometimes when she was late, his mother would ask him to take her home. Every time he saw her home without lights, he would always frown subconsciously. She saw all this, but she didn't dare to guess what the meaning was. She is not strong enough to bear all the emotions. If the ending is something she doesn't like, then she would rather close her eyes and not see or think about it.

When the sound of the motorcycle faded away, she always leaned against the window, hiding her face behind the curtain, and kept the same posture until he left. She knew he would look back at the window and smile slightly as soon as she turned on the light.

Under the moonlight, that smile seemed to contain many things, but it was too far away for her to distinguish.

[ I have tried to find everything you gave me. But that was in vain. Because of your departure, everything becomes unimportant. ]

It’s not that he doesn’t know.

She thought as she looked at the nameplate beside the Sakura Gate and the word "Hattori".

As smart as he is, how could he not know her feelings? Just childhood sweethearts, just childhood sweethearts after all. There will always be an insurmountable barrier between them, and no one dares to touch it easily.

Some things are just so fragile and untouchable. For example, feelings, such as heart, if you miss it, it will be irreparably broken into pieces.

Childhood sweetheart, this is really a beautiful title. Because they were childhood sweethearts, it was taken for granted that they would be close. Because they were childhood sweethearts, they seemed to understand each other very well and were clever enough to guess each other's moods.

This is a reasoning with no winner or loser. Once someone wins, the relationship will become unbalanced and they will move away from each other until they can no longer hold each other's hands.

There were birds passing by in the sky. She raised her head and saw no trace of the birds.

The vending machine on the street corner stood quietly. She rummaged through her pockets, but couldn't find a coin.

If it were in the past, at this time, there would be a smiling young man behind her, spreading his dark palms towards her, the coins in his palms shining like the second button at the graduation ceremony. .

Where have all the coins that carry memories gone? Why didn't she save them?

Suddenly there was a crisp sound, and the coin fell to the ground, rolled towards her, and finally stopped in front of her toes, spinning and falling down. She picked it up and saw someone quickly disappearing at the end of the street. She must have been in a hurry and lost this small coin.

I'm afraid it's too late to return it to others. She held the coin, hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to put it into the vending machine.

Ding Dong.

On the quiet street, a very clear sound struck her heart.

The sound of falling coins is very similar to the sound of heartbreak.

[How did you feel when you left me far away? I looked at you disappearing and couldn't catch up with you. ]

When she got home, the sun had already set.

As usual, she inserted the key into the keyhole and opened the cold door.

There is a tank of goldfish at the entrance, and the setting sun casts mottled shadows through the lace curtains. Everything was exactly the same as when she left in the morning.

This is her life. get out of school, get out of school, eat, and do homework quietly. As a candidate, she has always been outstanding, maintaining excellent grades, keeping her integrity, and restraining all her willfulness without leaving any trace.

She is often surprised that she can endure this.

The scenery on the surface was fake. She only felt empty in her heart, full of lonely echoes.

So what if I get first place in the exam? No matter how many firsts there are, they have no meaning at all.

At that time, she was always number one. But she was not happy about it, because there was a hateful person who always deliberately came in second place with a slight difference.

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It is easy to get first place in the exam. But it is difficult to remain second forever.

This is what really smart people do. They deliberately let you win, look at your angry expression, and then tell you innocently that they have already lost the number one spot to you, and What dissatisfaction.

At that time, I hated him very much. What she hoped for was to be able to stand at the same height as him, to be able to look into each other's eyes face to face. She hoped to catch up with him with her own ability. Even if she couldn't catch him, it would be best to follow him from a distance.

But, in fact, the distance between her and him cannot be shortened at all.

It is like this, and it can only be like this. This person has a further goal in mind. She couldn't tell what it was, but she could only feel that it was farther and higher than hers.

She is always the one who loses, whether it is grades, relationships, or anything else.

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[When you left me far away, how did you feel? I looked at you disappearing and couldn't catch up with you. ]

When she got home, the sun had already set.

As usual, she inserted the key into the keyhole and opened the cold door.

There is a tank of goldfish at the entrance, and the setting sun casts mottled shadows through the lace curtains. Everything was exactly the same as when she left in the morning.

This is her life. get out of school, get out of school, eat, and do homework quietly. As a candidate, she has always been outstanding, maintaining excellent grades, keeping her integrity, and restraining all her willfulness without leaving any trace.

She is often surprised that she can endure this.

The scenery on the surface was fake. She only felt empty in her heart, full of lonely echoes.

So what if I get first place in the exam? No matter how many firsts there are, they have no meaning at all.

At that time, she was always number one. But she was not happy about it, because there was a hateful person who always deliberately came in second place with a slight difference.

It is very easy to get first place in the exam. But it is difficult to remain second forever.

This is what really smart people do. They deliberately let you win, look at your angry expression, and then tell you innocently that they have already lost the number one spot to you, and What dissatisfaction.

At that time, I hated him very much. What she hoped for was to be able to stand at the same height as him, to be able to look into each other's eyes face to face. She hoped to catch up with him with her own ability. Even if she couldn't catch him, it would be best to follow him from a distance.

But, in fact, the distance between her and him cannot be shortened at all.

It is like this, and it can only be like this. This person has a further goal in mind. She couldn't tell what it was, but she could only feel that it was farther and higher than hers.

She is always the one who loses, whether it is grades, relationships, or anything else.

[You once asked me what I wanted, but I didn’t answer you. In fact, my wish is very simple, I just want you to be by my side, that's all. ]

There are notes on the dining table. My father's handwriting is still there so tenderly. He was always like this, insisting on using notes to convey his family affection.

There are cooked meals in the refrigerator. The faucet in the kitchen is not closed tightly, and small drops of water are dripping slowly.

It’s hard to describe what it’s like to have a feast for one person. She turned on the light, surrounded herself in the warm light, and continued her silence.

One year has taught her how to face the coldness of this room. There is no use curling up in bed wrapped in a quilt, because the quilt can only keep you warm, but it cannot keep you warm. There was no use yelling and talking to herself because she was the only one here.

She doesn’t care about people who are related to her, and she doesn’t care about people who have nothing to do with her.

When did you become such a selfish person? She ate the cold meal and thought quietly. I remember that in the past, I was not so indifferent. She remembered the way she stood in front of him, and the surprise and emotion in his eyes.

I want to make myself stronger, and I want to be the first to stand in front of him. Because he always encounters dangers of one kind or another, because she doesn't want him to leave her side.

She went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. My fingers were immersed in the cold water and gradually became numb to the point where I couldn't feel anything. Looking out of the kitchen window, the lights were on in the house opposite. The little girl next door was hiding in the arms of her family, smiling very sweetly. She looked at it, and suddenly her eyes became moist.

Why, her hope is always so far away from her.

Why, he saved her but then left.

She can wipe away the grease stains on the plate with a rag, but she cannot wipe away the wounds in her heart.

The sound of knocking dishes was a bit harsh, the faucet was turned on, and the clear water finally flooded everything.

[ If your heart is a vending machine, then I will invest my feelings in you. In this way, will you give me those precious memories? ]

Turn on the bedside lamp, curled up under the window sill, and slowly closed her eyes.

She felt tired. In such a comfortable day, I am exhausted from living an idle life.

Something fell, and a clear sound echoed in the dark night. Like that coin that fell into the vending machine. The person who threw the coin didn't know that what she threw was not just a coin, but a feeling buried deep in her heart.

In addition to drinks, the vending machines also sell expired memories.

There is the sound of tires grinding on the road outside. When the motorcycle engine is turned off, there is always this noisy noise.

But she didn't look back.

Because she knew that no one would stand in the moonlight looking at her window and smile again.