So Ordinary I Want to Be Recognized

Mizutaku was stunned.

This voice... he is very familiar.

This is...

He sat up quickly.

He stared blankly at the other side of the path, where a young girl was standing there, half carrying her satchel, looking down at him lying on the ground.

Mizutso's lips were pursed, but no sound came out.

The girl named Yukinoshita Yukino stepped forward, walked up to Mizutaku who was sitting blankly, and squatted down.

"why..."

"Feeling. I want to come here again. As a result, look at me... what did I find?"

Under the starry sky, the girl tilted her head.

The two just looked at each other.One was stupefied and the other was calm.

I don't know how long it took.

The girl in front of her suddenly laughed.

Her eyes flickered, as if filling the entire starry sky above.

"So, shall we try again?"

She spoke.

Chapter 60 Summer Rain (End)

The path of spring night.

The starry sky is still flickering, and perhaps it will continue to flicker like this.

The boy holding the guitar sat on the floor without getting too dirty.

Beside him was a girl sitting on a folding chair.

"I really didn't expect that the minister would come here." After plucking the strings of the guitar a few times, Mizunzuo squinted his eyes and watched the field in front of him by the faint moonlight.

"Sometimes, people's thoughts are really weird." Yukinoshita Yukino leaned forward slightly, showing a very relaxed posture.

She turned her head and stared at the boy who insisted on giving her the seat, "What do you think?"

"Minister?"

"That pair of lovers." The girl raised her chin and looked at his blurred face in the night.

Mijinzhuo's eyes became blurred, as if he was in some kind of deep thought.

"I think they're brave," he said after a while.

"How do you know?" Xue Nai tilted her head.

"I can't tell why." Mijinzhuo laughed himself out, "But, thinking about it as if I felt the same way, that's how I feel."

"Brave..." Meditating on the boy's answer, Xue Nai nodded in agreement, "Sounds right."

Bravely face a future that already has the answers.

Even if everything ends in sadness and pain, they still enjoy the beauty and joy of the moment.

This kind of longing for beauty really exists in this song without a tune, waiting for those who want to discover it.

so...

"let's start."

"Ah."

The guitar played a prelude, and this song that was sung decades ago resounded here again.

The words are the same and the music is different, but the true feelings are the same.

......

Cherries, honey, and the wake of spring,

These good things have become the rain of my summer.

I wandered the crooked paths,

Singing my favorite song ever.

Her hands clasped my neck,

Whisper softly in my ear.

O summer rains.

Cherries, honey, and the wake of spring,

These good things have become the rain of my summer.

Let's walk in the sea of ​​bright flowers,