Taking stock of healing the world and making the protagonist cry in depression

Winter.

Winter snow.

Crush the branches.

The heavens and the earth were covered with snow, and they were white.

Inside the cemetery.

In front of the tombstone.

Gongsheng and Kaoru Miyazono’s parents stood together in the snowflakes and said their final goodbyes.

“If you don’t find it troublesome, just take it.”

Kaoru Miyazono’s mother handed a letter to the public student.

The paper credit is the letter paper I bought on the day I ran out of the hospital, and it is glued with a cute black cat’s head.

There are three words written seriously, Kaoru Miyazono.

What is written on the back is that there is a horse public harvest.

Maybe….

At the time of writing this letter, she had already thought that she would die.

“Thank you.”

“You were the one who made Kaoru’s short life colorful.”

Kaoru Miyazono’s father thanked him earnestly.

The teenager who received the letter knew the weight of the letter.

In the blink of an eye.

Winter is over.

Winter snow melts.

The cherry blossom trees bloom quietly, carrying the cherry blossoms falling from the sky.

A teenager walking on the long road.

The boy who carried the letter with him all along.

After seeing the naughty black cat at the intersection, in the midst of the cherry blossoms that drifted away.

It’s like I’ve finally mustered up my courage.

I opened the letter in my hand.

Sincerely

Arima Gongsheng-kun:

It feels strange that I was with you just now, and now I’m writing to you.

You’re such an over-the-top person.

A sucker!

Diehard!

Silly melon!

The first time I met you was when I was five years old.

It was the time when I was in the piano classroom where I was presenting.

The kid who appeared jerky and clumsy on the stage hit his butt on the chair, which made the audience laugh.

But when he faced the huge piano and played the first note.

It became my vision.

The sound of the piano is as colorful as a palette of twenty-four colors, and the melody dances.

The moment you finish playing.

The child next to me suddenly burst into tears, startling me.

That’s when I wanted to play the violin.

I want you to play the piano for me.

Despite this, you have given up on the piano and have obviously affected the lives of others.

You over-the-top guy!

A sucker!

Diehard!

Silly melon!

I almost jumped for joy when I knew I was in the same high school as you.

How can I talk to you?

Would you go to the commissary and buy sandwiches?

But….

In the end, all I did was look at you from afar.

Because you guys are very good-looking.

Watari, Tsubaki, and you.

It’s going to be good… There are very few places where I can set foot.

I had surgery when I was a kid and needed to go to the hospital for regular check-ups.

When I was in the first year of junior high school, I fell ill, and hospitalization became commonplace.

The time spent in the hospital slowly increased, and I hardly went to school.

I myself understand that my physical condition is not good.

One night.

I was in the waiting room of the hospital and saw my father and mother crying there.

That’s when I realized that my time was running out.

Also from that time.

Me

It’s time to run.

In order to enter the kingdom of heaven without regrets, I did a lot of things as I wanted.

Put on the contact lenses that you used to be afraid of

Eating cake despite his soaring weight.

Assign a score and play it your way.

Then, I weaved a lie.

[Kaoru Miyazono likes Ryota Watari] this lie.

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This lie.

Will you….

Arima Gongsheng-kun brought you to me.

Please say sorry to Watari for me.

Hawkers,If you don’t transition to you.,You should forget about me soon, right?

Although as a friend, he is funny

But I still prefer people who are attentive.

And….

I also apologize to Tsubaki for me.

I’m just a passing guest in your life.

Because I didn’t want to leave a strange bane.,So I didn’t ask Tsubaki in the first place.。

Then again, even if I ask her to introduce you to me.

Tsubaki, she wouldn’t be willing.

Because Tsubaki likes you the most.

Everyone has known for a long time, but the only ones who don’t know are you and Tsubaki.

You who have been brought to me by my whim-of-the-moment lies are not what I imagined.

It’s more gloomy, stubborn, annoying, and candid than you think.

The sound was deeper than expected.

More manly than you think.

As expected, he is a gentle person.

The river water that you jumped into from the bridge was cool and comfortable.

The full moon that I secretly watched in the music room, like steamed buns, looked delicious.

When I was racing against the train, I really thought I could win.

Under the bright night sky, the little stars we sang in chorus were very interesting.

There must be something hidden in the school at night.

Snowflakes are like cherry blossom petals scattered in all directions.

He is obviously a performer, but his heart is full of things outside the stage.

It’s a little weird.

It must be strange that I can’t forget the scene of such trivial things.

“There is no such thing

.”

Now, what do you think?

Am I living in someone’s heart?

“That’s right

.”

Am I dwelling in your heart?

“I didn’t even take off my shoes before I came in.”

Even if it is for a moment, will you think of me?

“If I forget, you’ll turn into a ghost and come to me.”

I won’t allow you to erase your memory.

“Not really

.”

Don’t forget me.

“Hmm”.

It’s an appointment.

“Hmm”.

Sure enough, it’s you who are really good.

Has this intention been reached?

It would be nice to be able to pass it on.

There is a horse Gongshengjun

I like you!

Love you!!

Like you!!

I’m sorry I couldn’t finish the Koruli you sent.

I’m sorry I keep hitting you.

I’m sorry I’ve always been so headstrong.

Many, many things, a lot of sorry.

Thank you!

……

The young man who read the letter walked on the long road.

“You’re talking too much about yourself.”

“It’s me who should be thanked.”

The boy spoke, seeing the end of the letter.

PS: My treasure is also in the envelope, so if you don’t want it, tear it up and throw it away.

Kaoru Miyazono

Inside the letter, a photograph.

The girl in the shooting, as well as the boy who inadvertently turned back into the camera.

……

Spring.

It’s coming soon….

Let me meet you in the spring.

It’s coming….

There is no more your spring.

It’s coming….