The king of training starting from Sakurasou

Forgetting the interesting condiments just now, Qianliu devoted himself to the movie.

This is not the first time he has seen the finished product. Although the main plot part in the middle was edited by him, and the beginning and end were completed by Misaki, there were no abnormalities or dramas overall. However, enjoying the movie on a date is by no means the main purpose, it is more important. The most important thing is the process of watching a movie with the woman.

At the beginning of the picture... it is... a pool of emerald green, with little raindrops falling on it, creating the sound of ripples of water, accompanied by the crisp chirping of birds, as if you are in a distant place. In the valley.

The audience, film critics, and reporters all fell silent, and even the slightest noise disappeared. Except for... the sound effects in the movie, you could barely hear them.

The train passed by! I didn't know about this until I entered high school two months ago...

With the male protagonist's monologue, the movie begins.

Because it was a rainy day, Xiaoxiong skipped class and came to a pavilion, where he met a beautiful adult lady who seemed to have skipped work and was drinking beer and chocolate by herself. He always felt that he had seen it somewhere vaguely, so he asked this question. .

Excuse me, where have I seen you?

No.

I'm sorry... I admitted the wrong person.

Female 047 thought he was just trying to strike up a conversation and didn't take it seriously.

But after accidentally discovering the school badge on the boy's school uniform, he was surprised and smiled: Maybe we have actually seen each other before.

When the boy looked up blankly, the woman smiled and said: There is faint thunder and the sky is hazy, but I hope the wind and rain will come and can keep you here.

After saying what she meant, the woman held an umbrella and left the pavilion, leaving the boy staring blankly at her back.

At the same time! Accompanied by slightly sad music, The Garden of Words

A few words were typed on the big screen.

This is the first encounter between a boy and a woman! Wow, what great music and graphics!

Haruna leaned into Qianliu's ear and praised.

There's nothing wrong with that. Every frame can be used as a wallpaper. The beautiful pictures are so great! Paired with the right music, it's simply...a kind of enjoyment! It's not just her, other viewers are obviously I was also surprised.

Whether it's light and shadow, picture, texture, frame number, color, music... everything is impeccable.

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I saw you talking about Misaki's problem in the book review, which made me a little confused. Let's just vote. It's simple. If you don't accept it, I will be marginalized. It's better to write without wasting so much energy. If you accept it, I will arrange it later. You guys Decide.

Chapter 91 It depends on your choice

As the plot begins, the background of the male protagonist Xiaoxiong is gradually revealed.

He lives in a single-parent family. His mother has a boyfriend who is more than ten years younger than her. His brother is able to support himself and has moved out with a girlfriend.

It seems that his mother also moved out out of anger, leaving him alone at home.

Xiaoxiong does not feel lonely, he has a dream hidden in his heart, that is, for who

Making a pair of shoes, so far there is no target candidate.

Until one day, he woke up in the morning and found that it was raining again, so he skipped class and came out of the station with peace of mind, and walked along the path towards the previous courtyard.

And here, he met that strange short-haired woman again.

Hello.

The woman took the initiative to speak.

excuse me.

Takao Xiong glanced at the woman's delicate little feet with their shoes turned up. His originally gloomy expression seemed to be inspired, and he began to write and draw with a pencil in the notebook.

Hey...!!!, don't you have to go to school?

Where's the company? I'm off work.

As the woman took the initiative to bring up the topic, the two began to chat.

.....Then it's almost time for me to leave.

At a certain moment, Xiaoxiong stood up and said goodbye to her with a smile.

Go to school now

I stipulate that I only skip classes in the morning on rainy days.

I see, then, maybe we can meet again... maybe on a rainy day.

After that day, the plum blossoms came.

The two met on time in the courtyard every day, and their conversations became more and more engaging and relaxed... The relationship naturally got better and better, and Takao also informed Yukio of his dream of becoming a shoemaker.

Although she was shy and uneasy, she bravely expressed her dream, a dream that no one knew about.

Just like that, day by day passed.

Every night, before going to bed.

Every day, the moment you open your eyes.

Unknowingly, Xiaoxiong was looking forward to the rainy day.

As the plot progresses, part of the mysterious snowy field is also exposed.

The reason why she only drank beer and chocolate was because she had lost her sense of taste for other foods.

Only the ones made by Takao could still taste, and Yukino also started to try making bento. This familiar scene in Hina's eyes reminded her of the days when she brought bento to Renyu, and she couldn't help but lean in his arms warmly and silently. .

But when I saw the scene where the egg roll made by Yukino contained eggshells and Takao strangely ate it, I felt ashamed and angry and vented my anger on Qianliu.

How annoying! You are so annoying! Wuwuwu...if other people know, I will be embarrassed to see them.

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Seeing that elements of her confusing past were included in the movie, Hina was ashamed and angry.

Looking at Hina, who was lying on his lap and pretending to cry, Qianliu rubbed the center of his eyebrows, almost forgetting the daily relaxation elements that he had added on a whim, and now he had to find a way to comfort her.

Without much delay, he leaned down and sniffed the fragrant long hair of the woman in his arms, and said softly: Because I want to experience us bit by bit, no matter...

Everything is integrated into the works created by the two of us. The memory may fade one day, but the film will remain forever. This is the testimony of our feelings.

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