My sister can't be Ying Li Li

Hanabi no longer participated in the scolding battle, and went to Shiyu and said: "It's meaningless to just talk nice words. Actions will determine the victory. I heard that the guy is very ambitious and preparing a new book. Shiyu, let's write a super powerful novel together, right?"

Shiyu lifted her long hair and smiled: "You have made a decision in your heart, right?"

Hanabi wrote beautiful words on the white paper - "Five Centimeters per Second".

"Now, do you know how fast the cherry blossoms fall? It's five centimeters per second."

The first sentence of the novel immediately attracted Kasumigaoka Shiha. She had a hunch that it would be a beautiful story.

"Shiyu, don't you want to write a bold story about the heroine's love for another girl? This is it. The story takes place in Japan in the 1990s. Guishu and Akari have never seen each other since they graduated from elementary school. The two are separated. The two of them agreed to meet each other..." Hanabi described the outline of the story.

This is a love story about distance.

Shiyu became more and more sad and couldn't help asking: "What's the ending?"

"It was spring again, with colorful fallen leaves and bright sunshine. He passed her at the train crossing, and suddenly looked back. The train passed by, and there was no one on the other side. She was wearing a wedding ring and looked happy; he was relieved. Smiled and took their own steps. That year, they were twenty-seven years old."

People in this world have never been exposed to such sadistic works. There is no sweetness or quarrel, just a long inner monologue and beautiful scenery, but it is enough to shock people's hearts.

Shiyu's eyes turned red and she said, "Ayase Hanabi, you are such a cruel and irresponsible man!"

"Don't say such misleading words." Hanabi complained, "I want to cooperate with the master to write this story. I will write the Takaki chapter, and you will write the Akira chapter. Describe the longing and misunderstandings from the different perspectives of the male and female protagonists. , estrangement. The timelines overlap, creating a sense of loneliness in time and space."

In fact, this was Makoto Shinkai's specialty in his previous life. From "Voice of the Star" to "Your Name", he is good at describing love with a sense of distance.

"Excellent idea!" Shiyu's eyes lit up.

In this way, the short story "Five Centimeters per Second", which the two devoted all their efforts, was born. Machida Enzi originally disagreed with the two of them messing around, but when she saw the first draft, she was immediately conquered. The two jointly describe the psychological journey of the male and female protagonists. Such a novel writing method may leave a strong mark in the history of light novels.

Yuanzi did not hesitate to borrow the top painter from Fusukawa Library, the famous talented painter Mashiro Shiina. She is not an amateur, but has a formal background in painting and enjoys an international reputation. As a result, this guy wanted to become a cartoonist instead of being a good painter. Because of my poor storytelling skills, I can only draw illustrations.

In the coffee shop, Yuanzi said with a smile: "This time, I spent a lot of money."

Hanabi looked at the indifferent white-haired girl next to her and said, "Is this Shiina Mashiro-san?"

Shiina nodded slightly.

"I have seen Ms. Shiina's paintings. It is no exaggeration to say that they are on the level of Van Gogh's "Starry Night", and they are realistic. "Five Seconds" will have a large-scale depiction of the starry sky. With Shiina's participation, I will I feel more confident." Hanabi said politely. As a result, the girl's expression remained unchanged, showing no sign of being happy with the praise.

Shiina Mashiro suddenly asked: "What color do you like?"

"Huh?" Although Hanabi couldn't keep up with the jumping topic, she answered honestly, "Sakura color, it's like the color of love."

"Sakura...?" Shiina muttered to herself.

Shiina Mashiro sat there quietly, her long hair seemed to move automatically without the wind, surrounded by the colorful scenery of fallen flowers. The girl felt lost and reached out to catch a falling cherry blossom. She experienced the reality of the novel first-hand, and had a strong desire to depict a beautiful world with a brush.

The girl smiled sweetly and whispered: "I understand."

The author has something to say:

I copy "Five Seconds" every day, and I, Makoto Shinkai, have a MMP sentence that I will say now. It seems that many people don't like Mashiro, so there won't be any drama. Hey, what a pity about the plot of helping to wear fat clothes. I actually quite want to...ahem.

Chapter 047 Pet Girl

Ayase Hanabi stood at the door and looked at Mashiro stupidly. The girl was wearing a large sun hat and pushing a suitcase, just like a tourist preparing to check into a hotel.

"Um...good morning?" Hanabi asked tentatively.

Shiina Mashiro moved her lips, as if recalling Japanese etiquette, but in the end she didn't know what to say. Not even an "excuse me" or "good morning" is lost in the gentle sunlight. She walked around Hanabi, walking past like a breeze, and stayed silently in the living room.

Hanabi dialed Enoko's cell phone and looked back. The girl did not behave more strangely. He lowered his voice and asked: "What is going on? Why did Shiina suddenly appear in my house!"

Enko's laughter came from the other side: "It's all for painting. It's Mashiro's wish to have a deeper understanding of the thoughts of Mr. Setsuna who wrote "Five Centimeters per Second". Don't worry, Mashiro will only stay until the illustration is completed. Before that, Please, Setsuna-sensei. Isn’t this the unfolding dream of adolescent boys? Enjoy it~"

"Hey!" Hanabi shouted, leaving only a blind tone on the phone. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and return to the living room.

Mashiro said coldly: "Hanabi looks troubled...did I cause trouble?"

"No, I'm just a little surprised." Hanabi adjusted her attitude, led Mashiro to the guest room on the second floor, and helped her place her luggage. "It's very quiet here. You should be able to calm down and draw. If you need to buy anything, just follow me. explain."

Mashiro got straight to work. Set up the tablet so you can input images directly into your computer.

Sunlight filled the room through the windows, illuminating the girl's figure. Shiina Mashiro sat with her knees bent, immersed in the world of painting. Her hair was dyed golden, and what was even more unforgettable was her face with a focused expression.

Hanabi held her breath, quietly exited the room and closed the door.

How should I explain to my older sister and younger sister that a beautiful girl suddenly appeared at home? Hanabi had a headache.

The atmosphere at the dining table of the Ayase family was very strange. Eri and Arisa stared at Mashiro aggressively. The latter didn't notice it and ate in small bites.

"Hanabi, shouldn't you explain it?" Eri smiled kindly.

Arisa said, "Could it be her new girlfriend?"

"It's just that the illustrator of the new book will stay at our house for a while due to work reasons."

"Really, you're going to publish a new book?" Eri and Arisa were immediately diverted.

Hanabi escaped and was secretly relieved.

At night, Hanabi and Mashiro were discussing illustrations in the room. How to restore the scene of the novel? Hanabi drew it bit by bit according to the animated movie "Second Five" in her memory. Mashiro listened quietly, but his eyes became brighter and brighter.

You can see the beautiful painting world constructed by the boy as if you were on the scene.

A rocket pierced the night sky, dragging a long tail like a comet flying across the Milky Way in reverse direction. The first ray of morning light appeared on the horizon at the end of his sight. On the endless grassland with gentle breeze, he looked forward to the gentle glow like the version of love.

On a cold winter night, everything dies. She stood under the bare cherry trees. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, the cherry blossoms in the sky swirled and merged into an ocean. I imagined the moment when I lowered my head and kissed.

The starry sky, cherry blossoms and lovers intertwine into a sad story.

Mashiro kept painting, and the magnificent and glorious scenery emerged one by one at the tip of his pen. Hanabi was shocked beyond measure. The most perfect picture he could think of was realized by Mashiro in such an understatement.

He sincerely praised: "You are so good at painting!"

The painting style is as beautiful as a work of art.

The girl stopped writing and shed tears.

Hanabi panicked, and while handing over the paper, she said, "Did I say something wrong? Why did I cry suddenly?"

"Did I... cry?" Mashiro touched his face blankly, only to find the tears on his hand, "Although I can't understand it, it seems to be a sad story. This feeling... is like waking up one morning and not being able to remember what to do. I have had sad dreams, and my heart is empty..."

"Then don't think about it." Hanabi comforted.

Hanabi put the tissue into the girl's hand, but Mashiro just held it and let the tears flow. He couldn't stand the girl crying so much that he had no choice but to help her wipe away her tears. Mashiro remained motionless the entire time, like a docile pet.

At this point, Hanabi couldn't bring up the painting anymore, so she just said: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early. My family usually takes a bath on the first floor, so you can just use the bathroom on the second floor."

"Um."