The Wonderful Daily Life of Nogizaka

Baiyunshan did not leave the station until half past five in the evening.

As he walked on the way to the hut, the surrounding streetscape was cast into a golden wave by the setting sun. As long as the lights were not turned on inside the transparent glass of the building, one could see the slanting blue sky, the shocking blue curtain.

The white line left behind after the plane flew over. Beside the white line, you can vaguely see the lone moon rising into the sky, curved like the corners of a girl's eyes that squint when she smiles.

Thinking back on what happened this afternoon, Baiyunshan couldn't help but find it funny. Why did he just watch the pigeons there without doing anything? And he was with his little idol. This was too boring.

Although it is indeed quite comfortable for the little idol to have his head rolled up, based on his personality, sitting on a bench and watching pigeons is really not in line with his past preferences.

But this is probably the true meaning of life. Because I met a monk in the bamboo courtyard and talked to him, I stole half a day of free time. I have been really busy in the past half month, writing songs, getting promoted, and discussing cooperation.

There are also various aspects of the schedule of the little idols, dealing with various people, and suddenly they are free and do nothing. It seems to be quite good to just relax and watch the pigeons with the little idols. It feels like the soul is full of energy.

Received healing.

But I don’t know whether this is the effect of pigeons or the effect of girls looking at pigeons.

Shaking his head and sighing in his heart, Baiyunshan pushed open the white-painted fence of the hut and strolled along the stone path to the entrance. When he took off his shoes, he discovered that there were already placed beside the shoe cabinet in the entrance.

Wearing a pair of women's single-buckle sandals, it looked like someone had already arrived first.

Entering from the wooden floor corridor of the entrance, pushing open the wooden door, in the living room facing the cool courtyard, Hashimoto Nanami is holding a book with a white cover and looking down, her slender neck exposed to the air, her broken hair hanging in the air.

It swayed under the blow of the electric fan, and from time to time it scratched the girl's sensitive front neck, which made her feel a little itchy.

Hearing the noise, Hashimoto Nana did not raise her head and continued to read her book.

Baiyunshan couldn't help but feel a little strange. While finding a place to sit down, he asked curiously: "You knew it was me without even looking at you? Aren't you afraid of admitting the wrong person?"

"Um."

Nana Hashimoto hummed softly, and although her tone was calm, she was very confident: "My nose is not bad, Baiyun-san, I already smelled your scent when you were at the entrance, so I shouldn't be wrong."

When Baiyunshan heard this, he subconsciously touched his nose. He held back a sentence that he felt was worth beating and did not say it out. He was worried that the girl would be impatient. He thought to himself that it was not without reason that you had such a good relationship with a certain little bird. One liked to bite, and the other

Those with such sharp noses must be born in the year of dog——

However, at this moment, the girl suddenly stopped reading, wrinkled her nose, and asked doubtfully: "Baiyun Sang, did you meet someone today? Why do you still smell of perfume?"

"What kind of perfume does it smell like? It's the smell of shampoo—"

Baiyunshan's face was relaxed and he subconsciously corrected it, but then he realized something was wrong and quickly shut up.

Sure enough, the next second he saw Hashimoto Nanami with one hand stuck on the page he had just turned over, closing the book with the other hand, raising his head and sweeping towards himself, tilting his head slightly, with a bright look in his eyes.

As cold as the stars, he said in a calm tone: "What shampoo?"

"No, I went to the theater this afternoon to talk about cooperation. I watched Nojo's performance by the way, and I overheard it. I don't know what shampoo it was."

Baiyunshan said calmly.

"Yeah."

Nana Hashimoto nodded lightly, but she still felt a little confused in her heart. The smell was so familiar, it seemed like it didn't come from Ai Wei and the others, right? She didn't have much contact with them, so she couldn't remember it so clearly——

It could be seen that the girl still seemed to be a little suspicious. Baiyunshan quickly coughed and moved the topic to other places to avoid extraneous matters: "By the way, I would like to ask you to continue to help me with the study today. It seems that I have already finished "Norwegian Wood" last time.

"Have you finished reading? What are you going to read this time?"

Hashimoto Nanami raised the white book in his hand, with several large characters printed on the cover - "Asuka Shu".

"You actually like to read poetry collections? But short poems." Baiyunshan was a little surprised.

"When I was a kid, my favorite thing to read was biographies of famous people. Later I came across poetry collections, but too many of them were difficult to understand and I couldn't stand them. But now that I'm reading them again, I can find many interesting things." Hashimoto

Nana Wei explained quietly as always, flipping through the "Asuka Collection" in his hand, stopping on a certain page and saying.

"For example, I like this sentence very much: The best things don't come alone, they come with everything. I didn't quite understand it before, but now I can understand more or less what he means."

Baiyunshan was a little surprised, poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat, smiled and said: "Is it such a common sentence? I thought it should be one of those more famous sentences!"

"For example?"

"For example, life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves, and if you cry because you miss the sun, then you will also miss the stars. Such wonderful and philosophical sentences are what I think you should

You’ll just like it.”

"Maybe."

Nana Hashimoto closed the page and thought for a while, then shook her head slightly: "There is no distinction between high and low in reading. If a person feels that the sentences that others like are not as exciting as the sentences that he likes and has the idea of ​​being superior to others, then he must

I lack a sense of identity in my life, so I need such trivial things to be proud of."

"That makes sense."

Baiyunshan nodded, stroking his hands and agreeing with the girl's opinion.

But then he couldn't help laughing again and said: "Just looking at you like this, the more you look at me, the more you look like a poet or a teacher. You are so different from an idol. I mean, I will treat you to a meal during the handshake meeting."

Do you want to read a poem to him? It would be so interesting if you did, hahaha——"

The laughter lasted for two seconds and then stopped. The ending sound was long and stiff, as if someone was pulling the erhu at will.

Baiyunshan's expression was stern and he was defeated under the girl's gaze. He lowered his head and remained silent, thinking that he had offended someone now. The girl didn't seem to find the things that seemed interesting to him interesting, or maybe

Said, when this kind of thing happens to them, these two sluts don't find it so interesting.

"Let's start reading."

Hashimoto Nana looked at him for a few seconds and then spoke again. She lowered her head and flipped through the "Asuka Collection" in her hand, rewinding the content to the first page. There was no look of embarrassment or anger on her face.

Baiyunshan breathed a sigh of relief.

But then he thought of a very important point, and couldn't help but asked cautiously: "Today, I can open my eyes and see, right?"

The girl paused again, but this time her tone was obviously a bit sluggish. A few twangs came out of her straight and beautiful nose. It was hard to tell whether she was happy or embarrassed: "Baiyun-sang, do you still need to ask me about this kind of thing?"

?”

"That's good, that's good."

Baiyunshan hurriedly patted his chest to express his relief, but this action once again attracted a shy and angry look from the girl.

"...I didn't do anything, just read-"

Baiyunshan quickly learned the lesson, crossed his arms, pursed his lips and stared at the other person expectantly.

Nana Hashimoto took a deep breath, then concentrated on not paying attention to the other person's sight, and gently began to chant.

"The birds in summer fly to my window to sing, and then fly away. The yellow leaves in autumn have nothing to sing, they just sigh and fly down there..."