【Fuji Tsuka】On how to fall in love when two people are seamless

The cherry blossom petals left the branches and let the wind go.

So the pink miss fell on the shoulder of the man under the tree, but it didn't stay for too long, and it left again, leaving the blue and white ball uniform.

The students of the Youth Academy have always been unable to escape the cherry blossom rain.Even though the owner of the short brown hair who was still stubbornly turned upside down in the spring breeze had been pleading all the time, wanting to prove how incompatible he was with the gentle petals.

But Tezuka still stood in the flower rain, with his 15-year-old appearance in the third grade of junior high school.

He knew right away that he was dreaming.

A genius like him is always sober, so that sobriety followed him into a light sleep without hesitation.

Fuji knew he was dreaming. He even remembered that he slept in his own darkroom. Before falling asleep, he spent 37 hours all night retouching pictures without sleep. In the end, he dreamed of Tezuka.

The subconscious mind is clear, and the dreams are also clear. The 28-year-old Fuji even thanked his cerebral cortex, which was destined not to be rested, for bringing him back to the past.

Although he may be more tired after this dream, at least he can relive some old dreams, and he is very happy.

Feeling grateful, he indulged in admiring the beautiful scenery in front of him.

"Ugh……"

After a while, Buer in the dream couldn't help but sigh.

Is it because in those years, Tezuka stood under a tree waiting to stay in the locker room after his club work was over, and he dragged his shoelaces too many times.

Although the dream is exhaustive, it lacks some novelty.

Even if it's a dream, don't you want to go against the reality and make that person laugh?

Buer kept a joke in his heart, and took a step to meet that figure.

Tezuka was carrying a tennis bag, and when he heard the footsteps of someone coming, he turned around and met Fuji's eyes.

Fuji said with a smile.

"Ne, Tezuka."

Suddenly, the genius was the same and failed.

For the first time, he lost to his amazing and brilliant cerebral cortex, and that grotesque dream.

It turns out that Qingxue, Sakura, and Tezuka are real, but they are also in chaos.

Fuji took a step forward, and took another step back. Between this step and one step back, Tezuka Kunimitsu in front of him opened his lips...

Started to sing.

"たとえばこの痛みが未来さえを拍っても"

"たとえばこの言いが拍いた明日を壊しても譲れない实反に"

Bu Er also grew his mouth.

For 16 years, Fujisuke has known Tezuka Kunimitsu for 16 years. Except for seeing the lyrics of the Japanese national anthem occasionally spit out of his mouth, he has never, never seen him sing any song.

"どこからだろうはじまりの景を考えていた"

"あの日と同じ空の青さをいつまでも忘れはしない"

The singing continued, and Fuji took another step back. He even knew that his icy blue eyes were filled with fear and despair at the moment. It wasn't that the singing voice of the person in front of him was so unpleasant, it was just... Captain Tezuka sang seriously Probably only Genichiro Sanada's dance and Keigo Atobe's bankruptcy can compare with it.

"ここで拍らが出会ってから重ねた日々があったね"

"君の复中に见た热しさに令は带を闭じた"

In the midst of this mottled and strange ancient anecdote, Buer subconsciously wanted to escape, and the moment he turned around, he realized something was wrong.

This person and this song sang too well and too standard.

Could it be... Could it be...

Fuji looked back, and took one last deep look at 15-year-old Tezuka Kunimitsu, Tezuka Kunimitsu who sang in the cherry blossom rain.

Then he woke up.

When Zhou Zhu woke up, it was pitch black, only the screen of his mobile phone [-] meters away was shining blue light tirelessly.

There were phone calls coming in, persistently, one after another.

The song that Tezuka sang in the dream is the one that rings on the phone. It was sung by two animation voice actors that Fuji liked very much a few years ago. The lyrics tell something. Fuji likes it very much. After listening to it Once, set it as your phone's ringtone.

"call--"

Bu Er stroked his chest, to calm down the beating heart when he woke up from the dream.

He straightened up from the computer desk, the ponytail tied behind his head loosened, and his half-length brown hair responded to gravity.

Fuji picked up his mobile phone, thinking, the only person who can continue to make phone calls like he played tennis, killing people continuously, is probably only Keigo Atobe.

A blue screen displays a string of white letters: Atobe.

After thinking for a while, he didn't answer or hang up. He continued to listen to the ringtone of his phone and sang his favorite song over and over again.

Anyway, if a call fails, Atobe will make another call, playing the song over and over again in Buer's small darkroom.

"It's no less than a concert."

Bu Er is a little proud.

In the end, after 5 minutes passed, Bu Er thought that the concert would always be repeated over and over again, and just such a song was really not very interesting, even though the lyrics were full of heartfelt words.

He answered the phone and sighed secretly.

"Ne, Tezuka. Compared with you singing, I still think Xiaojing's phone call is a little scarier."