People in Tokyo, the world is clear

In the end, amid the laughter of Wuji, a child who was watching on the side, he shyly hid behind Lin Sen and pushed him away on the spot.

It was probably a shameful experience indeed.

So much so that after going down two floors and exiting the mall, I was still struggling with:

"How can Xiaolin catch the ball with one hand?!"

"All you need are your hands, right? Just apply some force with your fingers and you'll be able to grab it. Besides, this ball seems to be a little smaller than the standard one."

"I just realized now that your hands are much bigger than mine."

Muttering this, Miss Qingshan naturally stood in front of the young man and stopped what they were doing.

He reached out and grabbed Lin Sen's wrist, then grabbed his arm.

"Spread your fingers!"

Lin Sen did as he was told subconsciously.

Then, he slowly felt a smaller, softer hand slowly pressing against the palm of his right hand.

I don’t know if it was unintentional, but at the moment of contact, it seemed like I was rubbed lightly, making the palm of my hand itchy.

"hiss."

Lin Sen stared over and found that the girl in front of him was concentrating on staring at the picture she was discussing, her whole gaze fixed on the two palms touching each other, as if concentrating on the comparison.

There was absolutely no intention of glancing over to make eye contact, only the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Should it be, perhaps, an unintentional mistake?

Chapter 9: Very good friends made me get double-teamed

The provable fact is that Miss Qingshan's hands are indeed not big.

It was just enough to hold the guitar neck steady.

I just have a little bit of spare time to grasp a simple dream.

Can she pocket that future?

Lin Sen had no idea. He only knew that at this moment, his wrist could just be gripped tightly by the girl in front of him.

Take the subway through the crowded Shibuya and go directly to Shinjuku with its tall buildings.

"Let's buy some reading material before we transfer back to Banqiao."

"what book?"

"Learning Music Theory on the Piano" or something like that. Didn't Kobayashi say you had a lot of piano music prepared? I'm confident I can play them on guitar, but I still need to understand the original music to better arrange it. After that, I might even have to rent a piano from a store and try..."

"That's true."

I can feel that Ms. Aoyama is taking the short film soundtrack she just mentioned very seriously.

I felt strangely relieved. It was a good feeling to have my work carefully noted and considered.

Unfortunately, this feeling of relief didn't last long. It was shattered by the next conversation.

"Of course, the more important thing is to buy 'We Run Into the Night.' It's Mr. Itsuki's best-selling masterpiece that's been raved about by millions!"

"Hermaphrodite rotten ass."

"whee."

Worse things are yet to come.

A large store that collects music theory books is located on the first floor of a high-rise building.

This kind of luxury bookstore has its own characteristics.

The price is affordable, but definitely not close to the people.

Then there is a problem:

Stupid little punk, do you think any book can be put on the shelf of our store?

What's your level?

So the logical thing happened -

The two fools went around the novel section from beginning to end, and finally found that no matter whether it was Mr. Goki's old or new works, they did not deserve a place in this huge section.

During this period, the expression of the girl Xiazhi became even more interesting.

At first, when he realized that someone's book did not seem to be worthy of the table in this store, he would glance over from time to time, with a hint of worry on his face, and he looked at Lin Sen with concern.

Only when I slowly confirmed that he didn't show any other micro-emotions besides depression did I secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Then he immediately turned into a laughing friend, thinking of some tricks:

"This store is so low-class! They don't even stock books by future great writers. The people in the purchasing department are so blind!"

"If you can talk, talk more. I just installed a new sink in the house I rented. I'll take you there one day and let you talk to that sink as much as you want."

"Wow!"

After that, they exchanged a few more words, but I won’t go into details here.

I went a step further and looked for some books on piano and music theory.

I can't help but miss the computer software of later generations. Thanks to the powerful computing power and programming code, it is now possible to convert five-line and six-line notation with one click.

It is also understandable why technology ushered in a big explosion after PC technology matured more than ten years later - many things that seem so simple that a fool can complete them with one click in the information age, in the present day, require manpower and a lot of time.

Also, brain power.

At least, Lin Sen, who was sitting in the temporary reading area at the moment, looked at someone next to him who was studying the music theory book on the table in front of him with her head down, and found that she kept hitting her forehead with her fist, looking very exhausted.

After a long time, he sighed and glanced over as if looking for something to cheer me up.

"I remember Qingshan could read musical notation."

"I definitely learned it when I was a kid. Back then, five-line notation was generally used to accurately correct humming pronunciation, and it was more intuitive. But once it came to converting to six-line notation, it became very painful."

It's like solving the basic equations that fill the dossier. At a glance, it doesn't seem difficult, but analyzing them bit by bit, detail by detail, becomes a painful, tedious, and repetitive task.

After a while, I felt dizzy and tired and could hardly continue.

"That's the downside to big bookstores. The shadows of people coming and going drift in my peripheral vision, and it makes me dizzy."

“Also, although it can’t be called noisy, there is some noise.”

"How about we go to my house and take a look at it slowly? By the way, Xiaolin, can you stay a little longer tonight... Are you free?"

"Of course."

Miss Qingshan was very happy to get a positive answer. She quickly pulled Lin Sen up, put the book away, held it in her arms and prepared to pay.

Inadvertently, he came over and gently bumped into Lin Sen's shoulder.

Slowly move closer.

It seemed unintentional. In the relatively quiet environment, she deliberately lowered her voice:

"..."

"what?"

Lin Sen had no choice but to lower his head subconsciously and move a little closer.

Until their cheeks were close together, they could almost feel each other's body temperature hidden in the air.

Finally, I got the second sentence that was repeated buzzingly.

"Tell me the music you'll need later, and I'll write it down and compose it."

"can."

Miss Xiazhi turned her head and looked over, then hummed and laughed silently.

Lin Sen even vaguely felt a breath gently hitting his face.

This is followed by the sweet taste of fructose.

Apple? Lime? It's a bit confusing.

I just happened to remember that the girl next to me happened to talk about her love for eating sweets during a casual chat.

She had a slight case of hypoglycemia. Although she was a girl with a strong heart, her body honestly couldn't take the torture.

When I was tired, even with a strong willpower, I often couldn't stand up. Gradually, I followed the advice of the elderly lady in the Dragon Tiger House and started to carry some candy with me.

Whenever I feel uncomfortable, I put one in my mouth. After I found the effect was remarkable, I made it a habit.

These details reflected in small and ordinary stories, mixed in with random chats, are actually not paid much attention to.

Maybe, I will forget it as soon as I turn around.

But Lin Sen was nicknamed the Memory Palace. He could clearly recall all these memories that others might have long since forgotten.

I felt a little dazed for a moment, and the image of a certain girl became increasingly vivid in my mind.

However, the adjustment was quick.

Old things and a few Lingjiulong stables

They immediately distanced themselves from each other, walked side by side politely, and went downstairs to pay the bill.

As the old saying goes, it is important for a person to know what is right.

He had already made it clear to the girl. No matter how she interacted with him, he would always have the awareness and habit of maintaining a stable distance. Lin Sen would never be that ambiguous person.

Trying to maintain some sense of boundaries—that was his guideline with everyone.

"But I really can't take out a penny this time. I just used up my last coin on a train ticket."

When they reached the first line at the cashier counter, Miss Qingshan was standing next to Lin Sen. She reached into her trouser pockets with both hands and turned out both pockets.

But he still stood there stupidly, smiling foolishly with a sense of security that he didn't know where he got from.

The trouser pocket was indeed empty as she said, with only a few candies - then, one of them was stuffed into the palm of Lin Sen's hand as he was taking money out of his wallet.

At this moment, the girl standing next to the young man smiled without any fear of embarrassment. Sunlight penetrated the glass door behind her, passed around her slender back, and illuminated the man she was facing.

This generous display of one's financial difficulties also attracted the attention of many onlookers.

But he was startled when he saw the reliable-looking figure next to the girl who pretended to be poor.

I stopped paying attention to their playful interactions and just watched them leave together.

I stood at the door again, on the street, and raised my hands to block the sunlight which was gradually becoming milder and dimmer.

"It's already six in the afternoon... The sun is staying in the sky longer and longer."

"Is that a good thing for you?"

"Of course! As for me, I like daytime the best."

The summer solstice is the day with the most daylight hours in the year.

In a sense, Miss Xiazhi lived up to her name.

Of course, she carried the darkness behind her, but no matter what, what she presented to the outside world was as dazzling as the blazing sunlight.

What a remarkable ordinary person! So, of course, I hope this existence can yield something. Perhaps it stems from the inherent human desire for beauty.

I should have continued with a few more concluding remarks, but perhaps time waits for no one.

Lin Sen's side was touched lightly again, causing him to turn around.

"It's the destination station! Time to go to my house."

"it is good."

Lin Sen obeyed the gentle force and turned around. Miss Qingshan pushed him into the road and he walked several steps.

"I just realized that Qingshan likes to squeeze in with people when walking."

"That is, go a little further inside!"

It was probably just an ordinary, relaxed movement. However, the next moment, the young man caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye, and his body subconsciously stiffened.

The whole place stopped and stood still for a moment, as still as stone.

After a while, under the curious and tentative gaze of the girl next to him, he turned his head and looked to the side of him, the inner side of the sidewalk.