I push the child!

Chapter 20 20. April is Your Lie
"Didn't you agree to go back in the spring?" In the pet shop, Yuki Ogura threw away the cat in his arms and asked him in a hurry.

"No," Mucuntuo poured himself a cup of coffee, "I still want to go back early."

"What's the reason?"

"I can't tell."

"Is there anything unclear?"

"Then it's a secret." Mu Cuntaku took a sip of his coffee.

The silver-gray cat twisted its body to the corner and lay down. Ogura Yuki kept looking at it for no reason, and finally stared at the white teapot filled with coffee for a long time without saying a word.

"Shall I pour it for you?" Mu Cuntuo asked her.

"Oh!" She recovered, "Thank you."

Makimura Taku poured half a cup for her and wanted to keep pouring more, but Yuki Ogura said no, he nodded and put the teapot back.

"That," Ogura Yuki held the cup in both hands, did not drink, poked his thumbs at each other, raised his eyes tentatively and asked, "Can't it be later? The end of January, mid-February or something like that. "

"It was originally planned."

"original?"

"Then changed my mind."

"Don't change it," she said. "It's good to stay longer. The temperature here is suitable and the scenery is beautiful. Besides, I can let you work part-time here, and I'm willing to accompany you. What's your dissatisfaction?"

"It's not that there is any dissatisfaction."

She pouted and said, "That means all the girls in Tokyo are prettier than me?"

"It's not so exaggerated."

"What kind of talk is this?" Ogura Yuki said unhappily, "At this time, you should deny it, completely deny it!"

"I'm more honest."

"I like hearing you lie."

"Then it's not me." After speaking, Makimura Taku raised his cup and took a sip of coffee.

It is now [-]:[-] in the afternoon, no customers have come, the pet shop is quiet, and it is a rare day without singing, the cat meows occasionally, and the sound is very clear when drinking coffee.

"When will you go back?"

"The car at [-]:[-] in the evening."

"Is everything packed?"

"It was almost sorted out yesterday."

"Too anxious."

"well enough."

Ogura Yuki suddenly didn't know what to say.

The shop seemed to be a little darker. She left her seat and turned on the light. The light was reflected on the coffee surface, and the figure moved accordingly. She kept rubbing the rim of the cup with her index finger.

"By the way," Ogura Yuki said after a long time, "Let's exchange contact information, Mucun."

Mu Cuntuo froze for a moment, nodded, and took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket.

"What's your ID?" Yuki Ogura asked.

"Just use my phone to operate it." He slid the phone across the table with his fingers.

"No problem?" Ogura Yuki showed a surprised expression, "If there is something lewd in it, maybe I will find it!"

"It doesn't matter."

"Well, it seems not."

She changed into a somewhat disappointed expression, picked up the mobile phone on the table, Mu Cuntuo directly ignored her expression, and took another sip of coffee, which was moderately bitter.

Xiao Cangyouxi, who was fiddling with two mobile phones, asked abruptly: "I'll add both the phone and LINE, is it okay?"

"no problem."

"What about Twitter?"

"There is no such thing."

"Sign up for one early."

"I can't use it either."

"Hang your photo on it, it will definitely attract fans!"

"forget it."

"Hmm..." She made a deep thoughtful voice, "The phone number of the bakery downstairs, the phone number of the gymnasium and swimming pool, the home phone number, and the contact information of the head teacher of the high school... Are you an alien? "

"what happened?"

"Why don't you even have any friends?"

"It's just that I don't like making friends."

"Is that so." She nimbly tapped the screen with her fingers and continued to ask questions, "Where are the fans and suitors? None?"

"I changed my phone."

"Even in love?"

"That's not it."

"It's unbelievable," she continued nonchalantly, "there's no contact information for Ai Hoshino."

Takumi Makimura, who was drinking coffee, choked on her words and had to swallow another sip of coffee to relieve it. The coffee at the bottom of the cup was almost cold.

After Ogura Yuki finished operating, she returned the phone: "Okay!"

Makimura Taku didn't check, and just reached out to take it. Yuki Ogura smiled and told him: "My family also opened a store in Tokyo. If you are interested, you can call the above number when you go back to find a job."

"Pet shop?"

"Starbucks."

"How rich is your family?"

"A little bit." She stuck out her tongue.

"Thank you." Makimura Taku said.

"It's nothing." Ogura Yuki pursed his lips and shook his head, then looked up at him, "That's right."

"what?"

"Tomorrow, can I see you off?"

"no need."

"I want to see you off." She raised her face without giving in, and puffed out her chest.

"whatever."

The lingering aroma of coffee lingered in the air and did not dissipate for a long time.

The next morning, January 08st, after breakfast, Makimura Taku went to the bookstore as usual. Although it was the New Year, fortunately this bookstore was private and opened at 30:[-].

When he walked into the bookstore, he was greeted eagerly by shop assistants in their 20s, and he nodded in response.

There were very few people in the store, and it was almost difficult to see four figures at the same time. At the bottom of the third row of bookcases near the main aisle, he found Dostoevsky's "Crime and Punishment" that he hadn't finished reading yesterday. Take a seat where you can bask in the sun.

After 10 minutes, someone came to him, it was Yuki Ogura.

"I knew you were here." She sat down on the opposite side.

She is wearing a green V-neck sweater today, with a white base layer shirt inside, and warm and slim black pantyhose on her legs.

"Isn't it strange that you don't know?" Mu Cuntuo said as he poured the book on the table.

"What's today?"

"Crime and Punishment."

"When are you going to be a lewd manga?"

"Next time."

"Next time," she propped her head, "when is the next time?"

"So what's the matter?"

"It's okay, can't I come to you?"

"can."

She smiled, and out of nowhere, a small water-blue square box appeared, shining in the sunlight as if it were studded with diamonds.

She pushed the box over: "Happy New Year~"

"Happy New Year." Makimura Taku said, "What is this?"

"Gift!"

"I'm not ready, so I won't accept it."

"I want to give it to you."

Mu Cuntuo looked at the gift box, and then looked up at her. Her eyes were full of a special clarity, as if lying on the top of a small building in summer and looking up at the starry night sky.

"Thank you."

"Open it now."

"What is it?"

"What is it?" She closed the door, "You will know when you open it."

Mu Cuntuo covered the book, opened the box, and a shimmering bracelet lay inside. It wasn't very gorgeous, but it definitely didn't look cheap.

"Do you like it?" Yuki Ogura asked expectantly.

"To be honest," Makimura replied, "I don't feel like I need it."

"what?"

"It's a bracelet after all."

"That's right!" She seemed to have just realized this, "I'm an idiot, I would have bought a pen if I knew it!"

"Thanks anyway."

"Yeah. I don't need it," said Ogura Yuki, "but do you like it?"

"it's OK."

"Fool."

"what happened again?"

She put on a very understanding look: "At this time, I should say I like it the most. I like it the most, understand?"

"Favorite." Makimura Taku agreed.

The sunlight came in from an unbelievable angle, and it happened to cast phantom shadows of two people on the tabletop, floor, and bookcase. The phantom shadows faced each other, just like their current state.

Xiao Cangyou hoped for him, looked at his hair, eyes, nose, lips, and Adam's apple, wishing to get closer and take a closer look.

She couldn't help swallowing, the voice was very heavy in her body, she didn't know if it was transmitted to the outside, she felt her heart was beating very fast.

"Say it again."

"what?"

"'like the most'"

Makimura Taku didn't respond, just looked at her.

Ogura Yuki didn't dare to look at each other any longer.

She murmured in a voice that she could only hear clearly: "You idiot, why do you say lies so nicely, really, really."

After five o'clock in the evening, they arrived at the station. Yuki Ogura should have gone back earlier, but she insisted on sending them here, but Makimura Taku couldn't refuse and had to let her follow.

"Have you brought everything?"

"I'm just a little bit, I can't forget it."

"Don't forget me too."

She lowered her head, and suddenly squatted down again, as if she was checking the zipper of the suitcase, and she didn't stand up for a long time.

That evening, she changed her clothes, she wore a little less, her skirt looked very thin, she didn't wear a scarf, her neck was smooth and fair, like a piece of natural white jade.

Mu Cuntuo looked at her, as if looking at the sea from the top of a mountain.

Two names were blown over by the wind, one was Ogura Yuki and the other was Hoshino Ai, he couldn't forget it.

When the car left the station, Yuki Ogura waved to him from outside the window glass.

She is not dignified like usual, but now she looks like a rich young lady.Which is the real her?Mu Cuntuo thought, and also raised his hand to say goodbye.

The figure in the skirt gradually went away, like a telegraph pole that was left behind on the way when it came, it disappeared without a sound, and like a smile that appeared in front of him frequently, it would never come back .

The bus arrived at the station after nine o'clock, and Tokyo was still bustling at night.

The giant billboards on the high-rise buildings are changing pictures, and the neon lights in the streets and alleys are in sight.

Some people sang and sang in the square, and some drank in the tavern.

Some people enjoy the late night, some people are busy with their livelihood, but these have nothing to do with Makimura Taku.

At 58:[-], Mucuntuo dragged his suitcase back to his residence, and at [-]:[-], he took a shower and went to bed.

On January [-], he found a job as a librarian at a bookstore on the streets of Shibuya.

The salary the store manager offered him was not low, and he was quite satisfied with the job, so he worked for more than two months.

During work, many girls of similar age asked him if he was a star in a certain firm, if he could have an autograph, if he could take a photo, and if he wanted a contact information.

He was afraid of harassing phone calls, personal information leaks, etc., so he politely refused. Apart from work, he read books and exercise every day, and his life was very leisurely.

At the end of March, he resigned from his job in the library, but the store manager asked him to keep him. He said very sorry that he might come back in the future.

Back home, Yuki Ogura called him a second time.

The first call was made before he quit his job, asking how he was doing, whether he missed her, and whether he found a job.

Ogura Yuki asked him about his salary again, and he answered truthfully.

"It's too low." That was the first call, and Yuki Ogura's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Not too low." Makimura Taku said.

"How about coming to work at my family's Starbucks? In Shibuya."

"Shibuya?" Makimura Taku repeated.He lives not far from Shibuya, about 10 minutes by tram.

"Then let's talk about it. I'll make a call and talk to you over there."

"I didn't say yes."

"Come on." Yuki Ogura said, "I'm sure I won't treat you badly, you are so handsome, maybe you can increase the turnover of the store, if you want, I can even replace the huge advertisement outside the store with yours photo shoot!"

"That's unnecessary."

"It's a deal!" she said.

The phone beeped three times and hung up.

After he quit his job, Ogura Yuki's second call came.

"how are things?"

"good."

"did you miss me?"

"I didn't think so."

"It's okay to lie."

"I'm going to work at your house." Mu Cuntaku changed the subject.

"It should have been done earlier."

"Go tomorrow."

"Okay," came two cat meows from the other end of the phone, "I'll make an agreement with the other side, you just report my name when the time comes, and you don't need any interviews!"

"Thank you." Makimura Taku said.

They chatted about other things, such as the Church of the Stone where people often hold weddings, a wild boar ran into the street and was caught by the police, and a new coffee shop opened next to the pet store.

There were a lot of topics, but most of them were Ogura Yuki talking and Makimura Taku listening, but the other party didn't mind, and they talked happily on their own.

Before hanging up the phone, Yuki Ogura said that the next time he comes, the two of them can sit in that coffee shop together, instead of drinking the bad coffee they made themselves, Takumi Makiura said yes with a smile.

On April 07st, Taku Makimura left home at 30:[-], got on the tram, wobbled in the carriage for about [-] minutes, and got off at Shibuya Station with the flow of people.

The spring sun was brighter and milder than imagined, the sky was as blue as washing, and the birds with gray and white feathers sang loudly from the top of their heads, passing through the treetops and passing through the residential buildings.

Two female students in high school uniforms walked hand in hand, office workers hurried away with black briefcases, a boy disappeared around the corner on a bicycle, and the sound of the car bell seemed to still echo in his ears.

A gust of warm wind blew from behind, blowing the shiny leaves and the corners of Takumi Makimura's clothes.

He tugged on the tie on his chest, and the wind slipped away from him, rushing to a slow ramp ahead.

Pink cherry blossoms are blooming beside the road, butterflies are flying lightly, double-storey wooden houses are arranged on both sides, like exquisitely decorated sugar cubes, the spring is brilliant, and the fragrance of flowers permeates from all directions.

Standing at the bottom of the ramp, Makimura Taku looked up.

The white and tender petals were carried into the air by the breeze and rolled into the blue sky. The clouds and flowers were mixed together. He stared blankly, but not because of the picturesque scenery, but because of the girl.

The girl stands on the ramp and in the poem, and all the beauty in the world becomes her foil.

The breeze brushed her hair and caressed the corners of her skirt. The girl's skirt seemed to be the whitest thing in the world.

That day was the beginning of April.

That day, Ai Hoshino was standing above the ramp, Taku Makimura was standing below the ramp, and there was a rain of cherry blossoms in the middle.

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