The same table is actually my sick reader

Chapter 62

New week, Monday, six fifty in the morning.

"I am leaving."

After changing into their school uniforms, the two of them who had finished their work, put on their schoolbags, went to the entrance to change their shoes, and went out together.

On the street where the spring breeze blows, the cherry trees bloom more brilliantly and delicately.

Perhaps, this is the moment of late cherry blossoms, and they are all trying their best to bloom their last beauty?
Arriving at Chiyoda Station, I took the same crowded tram with office workers and students from other schools, and the two of them grabbed the rings in the car.

"During lunch break, go to the club activity room to sort out the sundries and put things away."

"I see, leave it to me."

"Ah."

After this conversation, the two fell into silence.

It wasn't until 8 minutes later, when the tram arrived, that they walked out of the carriage in unison and stepped on the platform, did they have a new conversation.

"By the way, it's a bit late to ask now, but can the association of three people really be recognized?"

"No problem, we are just a hobby club, the minimum number of people is three." Shiraishi Qianlian explained softly.

"What about the consultant? Who is it?" Kurose Izumi asked again.

"Teacher Gu Jian, I asked her to serve as a consultant, but it is only in name, and she will not come to guide us."

"I didn't expect it to be Teacher Gujian. Do you have a good relationship with her?"

Gu Jianhui was not only Kurose Izumi's class teacher in the second grade, but also in the first grade.

In my impression, she seems to be quite serious, a rigid and dignified teacher.

It seems that some people asked her to be a club consultant, but they were all rejected——Pirasawa Zhenwu said.

At that time, he said it casually, and Kurose Izumi didn't have the heart to write it down.

"The relationship isn't very good, it's someone my parents know." Baishi Qianlian looked ahead and responded casually.

"..."

Kurose Izumi froze for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

Baishi Qianlian's family relationship sounds complicated, and he can't rush to understand and interfere.

This kind of matter is very sensitive, and you can't just rely on your own opinions and hearsay, you must know the whole picture before you can comment!
Seeing that he didn't speak, Baishi Qianlian understood something, so she said, "Don't worry about my parents and I being at odds. We have been separated for five years, and we still have occasional contact, not many."

"Ah."

"I don't feel dissatisfied or unhappy, because they are happy."

"..."

Kurose Izumi stopped suddenly.

Seeing this, Shiraishi Qianlian also stopped and turned to look at her sideways.

Those cold and penetrating eyes, and the soft and white face, showed no mood swings, only calmness.

Seeing her like this, Kuroseizumi pursed his thin lips, and said dryly, "What about you? Shiraishi, are you happy?"

"I?"

Baishi Qianlian was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect to be asked back.

Immediately, she smiled and said something that made Kurose Izumi feel inexplicable: "I must be happy, at least for now and recently."

Kurose Izumi didn't know what happiness she was referring to, and he didn't know what it meant, but he could feel that it might be a bit heavy.

At this moment, how much he wanted to have the unparalleled courage to urge himself to say the sentence: "I want you to be happy. If you can, please let me give it to you."

But he didn't have the courage, and he didn't feel that the atmosphere was right and the relationship was in place.

To say this, you must have the courage to risk everything, and you must also have the responsibility to bear everything.

The 17-year-old Kurose Izumi doesn't know if he has the courage and responsibility, and he can also understand that it would be too arrogant for him to say it at this moment.

Taking charge of other people's lives is not as simple as one plus one, an extra pair of chopsticks, and more expenses.

If it was that simple, Kurose Izumi would dare to ask Shiraishi Qianrei to give her life to him in arrogance, and let him be responsible and give happiness.

……

"Kurose, you're at school."

"Ah."

Before they knew it, they had walked down the long cherry blossom ramp to the school gate.

Surrounded by noisy voices, there were people passing by wearing the same style of school uniform.

At this moment, Kurose Izumi felt that he was so unique and so special.

Unlike these people who enjoy and worry about youth and campus, he is worrying about major issues in life.

Entering the teaching building, when he came to the shoe cabinet to change his shoes, Kurose Izumi looked at the side, and bent down to lift Shiraishi Chirei by the heel of the indoor shoes.

Looking back, two weeks ago, their relationship was so cold that they just met and said hello.

But now, they live together and become special friends.

All of this is so illusory that it makes people feel unrealistic, like a beautiful dream.

"Sakura, it's about to wither."

Kurose Izumi glanced out of the window again, seeing the cherry blossom trees that had mostly withered and become a little bare, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

But what he didn't know was that it was not only the cherry blossoms that were about to wither, but also his own heart.

In this splendid and bright spring, his love affair took an unimaginably short time from taking root and sprouting to withering.

"It will bloom again in the coming year." Shiraishi Qianlian followed and looked out the window, "The falling cherry blossoms will become the nutrients of the land, and the blossoming trees will be more beautiful in the coming year."

"Well, yes."

Izumi Kurose nodded, and Chirei Shiraishi left the shoe cabinet and walked into the classroom together.

Naturally, this behavior caused his classmates to boo, and they also talked in low voices, speculating about the progress of the relationship between the two.

Most of the boys are puzzled and unwilling. They don't know why a gloomy person like Kurose Izumi can be favored by the "lonely king of shooting down".

Kurose Izumi hung the schoolbag on the hook beside the desk, sat down, and Hirasawa Shintake came up to say hello.

"Quan, good morning."

"Morning." He nodded and greeted back, "How's your weekend going? Did you come out?"

"Hey, I played two girl series, and I heard Ying-chan call me Oni-chan, and I walked out immediately." Hirasawa Makoto scratched his head and laughed.

"You, it's hopeless."

Izumi Kurose shook his head and sighed, not knowing why his friend was obsessed with paper figurines even though he was a standard cashier.

He is obviously rich, handsome, and good at sports, but he is just stupid.

But isn't it enough to be handsome and rich?

These two elements are the killer features of contemporary women!
"Come on, come out with me, I have something to talk to you about." Hirasawa Shintake glanced at Shiraishi Chirei.

Kurose Izumi immediately understood, and understood that he probably wanted to ask about himself and Shiraishi Qianrei.

"I'm not going." He glanced over his head and looked at the school yard outside the window.

"Come on, it's not about you, it's about mine!"

Kurose Izumi turned his head around again, carefully looked at Hirasawa Makoto's face, and found that he was serious, vaguely uneasy.

"Walk."

Without much nonsense, he stood up, hooked Hirasawa Shintake's shoulders, and walked out of the classroom.

Before leaving, she turned her head again, glanced at Bai Shiqianlian, her lips moved silently, and said:
"I go out for a while."

Shiraishi Qianrei nodded slightly, showing a smile.

Only then did Kurose Izumi turn his head, and Heizawa Shintake walked out of the classroom.

(End of this chapter)