I push the child!

Chapter 52 50.
"So..." Mucuntaku didn't speak again.

Apart from thinking that this smile is very cute, he felt that he had finished everything he wanted to say.

Until the end of the movie, the two left the theater.

At around six o'clock in the evening, they came out of a restaurant and walked along the sidewalk covered with street lights.

On the streets of Shibuya filled with water vapor, everything is quietly surrounded by night.

The cold moonlight sprinkled down from the top of the clouds like a veil, illuminating the water-logged road.

On the road, there was a constant flow of traffic, and the light yellow headlights swayed past the bodies of the two of them.

On their way to the station, they boarded the flyover.

Wet rainwater dripped distinctly from the stone steps, playing a nice song in my ears.

When they reached the middle of the overpass, they stopped and watched from the chair rails.

The city decorated with neon lights has a unique style even at night.

"It's so beautiful!" Ai Hoshino sighed looking at the distance.

Makimura Taku glanced at her, but didn't make a sound.

He just watched the cars under the overpass trailing their taillights away until the lights gradually faded and finally disappeared into the night.

The breeze at night is always cool, like early autumn and late summer.

In this rain-drenched Tokyo, even the air has become icy cold.

"It always feels weird." Ai Hoshino said suddenly.

"Unbelievable?" Makimura Taku turned his head.

"Yes!" Ai Hoshino raised a hand, looking at the starry sky with her deep eyes.

The loose three-quarter sleeves slipped from her forearm, and in the thick night, the exposed skin was like white snow.

She said softly: "Meet you, and then decide to become an idol."

The voice was pleasant and gentle, as if talking about something that had passed away.

Not only that, but even her indistinct expression has fallen into memory a little bit.

On that night in early May when the evening wind could be heard, Takuya Makimura heard his own breathing.

The wind blew through his hair, bringing all the fresh air.

Takumu Mumura kept his eyes on the railing, put his arm on the railing, and stepped on the lower crossbar with one foot.

He said in a flat tone: "The most incredible thing is that we can see each other again."

After speaking, he looked at Ai Hoshino.

Hoshino Ai just hummed in affirmation, but the voice was drawn out by her, and there was a hint of pondering in her words.

She said, "Have you ever thought about that before?"

"what?"

"Reunion." As she said, she faced the front, crossed her two index fingers together, and then narrowed one eye to stare at the past.

Seeing her unexplained action, Mu Cuntuo smiled lightly and said, "No, I haven't thought about it."

"Really?"

"After all, it's been a long time since we separated."

"That's what you thought about it at the beginning?"

"nor."

"why?"

"Just a passer-by, isn't it?"

"It's just a passerby..."

"Yes." Makimura Taku affirmed, "At that time."

"Hmm..." Ai Hoshino looked down the bridge, "I've thought about this, Mucun."

"Reunion?"

"Reunion."

"You were the one who left first." Mu Cun Taku laughed.

"That's right," Ai Hoshino turned her head, "But, Mucun, can you tell if I just lied?"

"Ah."

"The results of it?"

"It's not a lie," he said.

"Look." Hoshino Ai smiled.

The moonlight is hidden in the clouds, and the night is lit by street lamps.

They got off the overpass and walked for a while in silence.

Until Ai Hoshino spoke first.

"Makimura."

"Ah."

"Hear me out."

"I'm listening."

They didn't look at each other, Makimura Takuya looked ahead, Hoshino Ai stared at his feet.

"I never thought I'd meet you," she said.

"Yes." Makimura Taku waited for her to continue.

"But after I met you, after that, when did I start, I have forgotten, I have thought about many things, related to you, related to me, sometimes, walking next to you, or suddenly thinking of You, I will feel, as if, with that kind of thinking, I have become a little different from the past." She paused and said, "But I don't hate that kind of self at all, it's better to say that I don't care about it anyway. I like it all!"

Mu Cuntuo smiled slightly, but said nothing.

"I have thought about parting from you, and I have thought about reuniting with you... Although I have thought about it, sometimes I still feel: it is really incredible! Probably, I have such an idea." Speaking of this, she is lovely Turning his head, "Makimura, can you understand me when I say this?"

"How much can it be?"

(End of this chapter)