tokyo first love

Chapter 146 Interlocking Fingers (Monthly Pass Plus Update)
After eating and drinking, the three of them surrounded the laptop, talking and laughing.

Stay until 10 o'clock in the evening, because Kurosawa Hikaru and Ninomiya Chizuru will both go to school tomorrow, and it's time to go back.

"Kurosawa, you played Croatian Rhapsody this time, so next time you want to play the Bumblebee?"

Igarashi Runa was still the driver, driving out of the garage and taking them home, she was also eloquent along the way.

It may have been a few hours, but her excitement did not subside for a while.

You know, today's entrepreneurial success is great, although there are still many things to do before realizing it, and I didn't get the money immediately.

But a good start will bring endless imagination.

Starting a business together with a good girlfriend and a good girlfriend's boyfriend, and reaching the pinnacle of life together, this made her extremely happy. It was far more enthusiastic than her part-time job before, and seeing Fujiwara Liuhua rise step by step.

Because this time, she is no longer a worker, but a boss and a partner.

"Still thinking about it, maybe."

Hikaru Kurosawa sat in the back seat and found that she was still very good at speaking, so he shrugged.

"Why maybe? Bumblebee is so powerful, and didn't you say it? This song should cause followers." Igarashi Runa didn't quite understand.

"Because there may be other good songs." Kurosawa smiled.

These days, he has made some investigations about the piano.

Perhaps this world overlaps to a great extent with the world in his previous life, but there are still qualitative differences.

There are many piano pieces that have not appeared in this world.

"Do you have any other original piano pieces?" Rina Igarashi was a little surprised.

"Not now, maybe in the future." Kurosawa still needs to take time to recall and reproduce.

Because he didn't know much about the piano in his previous life, and he wasn't much of a fan, so the piano pieces he knew were all those well-known pieces that were popular in the streets and alleys, as well as in various schools.

Such as Croatian Rhapsody, Flight of the Bumble Bee, are typical of this type.

Even if you don’t know its name, you have definitely heard its melody. It’s really popular. It’s no exaggeration to say that it’s popular all over the world.

"Then I'll just wait. When do you plan to shoot next time?"

There is a specialization in the arts, Igarashi Runa is very clear that he doesn't know much about it, so he doesn't interfere, just asks.

"Wednesday."

Kurosawa thought for a while, and arranged the time.

"So fast?" Igarashi Runa was a little surprised.

"I have something to do on the weekend next week."

Kurosawa nodded slightly, and glanced sideways at Ninomiya Chizuru sitting in the back seat.

"Is there something on the weekend? What's the matter?"

Igarashi Ryuna asked subconsciously.

"Secret." Kurosawa smiled.

With such a tone, if Runa Igarashi still doesn't understand, she would be too slow, so she stopped asking more questions and drove quietly.

"Is it going to explode..." As she calmed down, Kurosawa sat in the back seat, with his right leg resting on his left leg, his hands clasped on his knees, and fell into deep thought.

To be honest, he could have imagined that "Croatian Rhapsody" would become popular, but he never expected it to become so popular.

According to his expectations, this song should take a few days to ferment before it gradually shows its explosive potential. The longer it takes, the hotter it will be.

It turned out that it was only the first day, and the potential to explode was directly shown, which was true and unexpected.

If you think about it carefully, it may be due to the times. The "Croatian Rhapsody" that exploded in early 2000, if it appeared in 2020, the era of traffic explosion, might be like this.

And his proficient piano skills may be stronger than Maxim's, plus that magical cover.

According to this situation, his rise will be much faster than expected, which makes him have to think about the next plan, such as what song he will play.

There are many songs to choose from, but he has to work hard to remember them.

"Why didn't he hold my hand this time?"

As he fell into deep thought, Chizuru Ninomiya turned his head slightly, peeking at the beautiful eyes behind the rimless glasses, feeling a little anxious.

Because she was thinking about it, she didn't even notice that Kurosawa was alluding to something when he mentioned weekend events and secrets.

Since Wednesday, for her, driving home together, in the dark night, with no lights, and some dark back seats, two people secretly holding hands, is a small contact that makes her heart flutter, and she is extremely looking forward to.

This kind of contact was so small that it was nothing to say, but it made her miss it very much.

Obviously, on Friday night, Kurosawa Hikaru also secretly held her hand in the back seat of the car at such a moment, this happened twice, why was there no movement the third time?

And this time, she deliberately put her hands aside to give him a chance, but why didn't he notice it?
His hands are folded on his knees. Could it be that he won't hold them this time?

Maybe it was because she was looking forward to holding hands, or maybe in the evening, she saw a comment saying that Hikaru Kurosawa's hands were beautiful... Since then, she has been looking forward to the small contact when she returns home.

But what's the situation now?Why is he silent?
"What should I do? Is he thinking about the piano music? If things go on like this, I'm afraid I won't respond when I go to his house first."

As the car stopped in front of the traffic light and then set off, Ninomiya Chizuru waited for a while but didn't come, her mind became more and more anxious.

Because every time you pass a traffic light, you will be closer to each home.

How can this work, tonight Ruina kissed Kurosawa in excitement, kissed and hugged, if she didn't even have to hold hands today, wouldn't it be a loss.

"Would you choose "Anne's Wonderland", or "Adilina by the Water", or "Dream Wedding"?"

Kurosawa was very troubled by the selection of the second song.

These three pieces are all classics among the classics. In terms of popularity and influence, they are all the top piano pieces in the world.

In contrast, even "Croatian Rhapsody" is inferior in front of these songs.

Needless to say, in the past, he couldn't restore these songs at all, because the memory of his previous life was too long, but because of his proficiency in piano skills, his memory of piano music began to become clear, and he recalled the songs he had heard in his previous life. melody.

"!"

At this moment, Hikari Kurosawa felt his calf being touched by something hard, and this sudden feeling shocked him into a fright.

Looking down, there was nothing there, but when he searched, he saw a foot that he hadn't had time to retract.

Those were Miss Ninomiya's feet. The hard feeling just now was because of her high heels.

When he came back to his senses, he looked up and saw Ninomiya Chizuru.

The four eyes met, Ninomiya Chizuru's gaze dodged away, then fiddled with her hair, turned around and looked at the scenery outside the window.

She rested her elbow on the window sill and rested her chin with one hand, as if the person she touched with her foot just now was not her.

"What's the matter?" Kurosawa was puzzled when he saw this scene.

But at this moment, when he looked back, he saw a slender and white jade arm placed on his side, and the small and delicate palm was less than thirty centimeters away from him.

"Do you want me to shake hands?" Seeing this scene, Kurosawa immediately reacted.

Maybe he didn't say it directly, and he didn't put his palms flat, like an invitation, but the meaning of this action is already obvious.

Aware of her small thoughts, Kurosawa Hikaru stopped thinking about the piano music, but reached out his hand and held her palm.

This time, it wasn't even the previous covering style, but stretched in from below, with five fingers burrowing into the crevices of the fingers, and the fingers interlocked.

Following the handshake, perhaps in a dark environment, Kurosawa found that her hands were small, at least compared to her own, and her skin was smooth and soft, even colder, and the hand felt so good that people couldn't put it down.

When Kurosawa was doing this, she obviously felt her body tremble slightly, but she still didn't look back, and she didn't mean to struggle or break free, as if she was letting him do anything.

Seeing this scene, Kurosawa glanced at the driver's seat, then took her hand, lowered his head on the back of her hand, and kissed her lightly.

"What is he doing?"

Suddenly there was a hot and humid touch on the back of the hand, Ninomiya Chizuru couldn't sit still, couldn't help turning around, and saw him kissing the back of the hand.

This made her a little confused, and the next moment, her eyes met a pair of eyes.

Those black eyes, in the darkness, were still unique and conspicuous, with a slightly curved smile, as if saying to her: "It can be regarded as letting me catch you."

"..."

Chizuru Ninomiya glanced at the driver's seat, and found that Ruina hadn't noticed it, and then put her arm on the back seat cushion and put it away, silent.

This time, she no longer pretended to look out of the window, and acquiesced to the fact of holding hands, without struggling at all.

"So cute."

Seeing that her reaction was still so restrained, Kurosawa sighed in his heart and didn't continue to tease her.

With Ms. Ninomiya, he is very patient, because some things cannot be rushed.

"His hands are really pretty..."

Chizuru Ninomiya peeked diagonally ahead, and Ruina in the driver's seat peeked at the clasped hands next to her, her heart beating faster.

Kurosawa's big hand opened like a bed, supporting her palm, fingers interlocked.

It was a beautiful scene, heart-warming, exciting, satisfying.

"Hand kiss...he really is getting more and more unbelievable."

Ninomiya Chizuru recalled what happened just now, the previous anxiety was swept away, maybe her mind was still confused, but it was replaced by joy, surprise, and an unspeakable emotion.

In any case, tonight we held hands, and we went one step further than before, with our fingers intertwined.

This action is not an ordinary holding hands, more like a confession, a marriage proposal, a signal to grow old together.

She is not in a hurry, is easy to satisfy, and is patient.

As long as they are like this every time they meet, move forward little by little, accumulate a little each time, and when the time is right, grains of sand will pile up into a tower, and it will be a matter of course.

　Addition of 900 monthly tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)