Looking at the transparent font that was gradually fading away in front of me, Kazuhara Le tried to re-evoke the interface, but like a month ago, the stones fell into the sea and there was no movement.

"I have to wait another day."

He was not surprised by this result. He had been waiting for a month, so how could he care about this day again?

He closed the student ID of Tianhai Jiuli in his hand and put it in his pocket. He raised his head and looked out at the city view that was gradually fading out of the tram window.

My thoughts floated into the distance between the lush cherry blossom trees.

He died at the age of eighteen and was reborn in a small family in rural Japan.

My father is a dishonest countryman, while my mother is a famous beautiful girl in the village.

In the countryside, because I always want to come to the metropolis to struggle, my parents took him and his sister to Tokyo to work ten years ago.

My mother became a restaurant waiter, and my father continued to work as his repair electrician.

Although the family of four people in Tokyo has no money and status, they are still quite affordable.

My father's habit of drinking has never been changed. He always likes to be drunk at night, and when he goes home, his family always can't sleep well at night.

He is not good or bad.

His hobby is drinking, brother Bai Qing, and betting on horses.

Among them, my favorite is drinking.

Even if there is only 500 yen left in his pocket, he will still spend it all and go to buy a can of beer to drink.

He even used the excuse of "children do not need pocket money" to borrow the 500 yen pocket money that his mother gave to his brother and sister.

At that time, my father patted his chest and said to the two brothers and sisters confidently: I will buy takoyaki for you 1,000 yen tomorrow!

But Brother Baiqing would not reason with him.

There is no more than 1,000 yen, and there is no more takoyaki.

The night when my mother went out to find him, he even bought the rice balls for dinner from coins cut out from under the vending machine with wooden sticks.

When I went to work the next day, I had to deduct several hundred yen from my five-year-old daughter for lunch.

His colleagues laughed at him for having to live on his daughter who had never even attended kindergarten.

Alas... I don't know if it was because my father was unlucky all his life, and who could have expected that just two months later, he met something that ordinary people would never encounter in their lifetime.

It was mid-July and he had just received his salary.

When he passed by the horse racing field, he heard the enthusiastic horse racing commentator inside. He became angry and did something that he had never dared to do for ten years:

[Put down the salary of a month to the horse racing that is the least optimistic about.]

Destiny is favored and it is a storm.

He won a Grand Slam!

God actually asked him to get the salary he just paid and won the bet!

A full 150 times huge profit.

Forty million yen!

But this guy not only did not share the money with his family members who were sharing hardships, but instead walked away with a huge sum of money.

Disappeared without a trace.

There is no news yet.

Juharara still remembers that his father owed him and his sister 500 yen.

A dignified adult even cheated on children's 500 yen.

Even if Shirahara claims to be calm and approachable, he can't stand this kind of aura.

However, this is all in the past.

Now he has his own goals and a new goal to make the whole family happy and live in a big house.

Faced with this goal, I studied day and night, and asked the teacher questions day and night.

He never thought he was the protagonist in his life, because when he had to share with his sister who would eat more of the tofu, he would not be as reliable as 500 yen in cash.

In order to break free from such days, he retained his belief that even after his family improved a lot in China, he was admitted to the best No. 1 high school in Tokyo.

His goal in this life is to graduate from high school and then be admitted to the Finance Department of Dongda University. It doesn’t matter if he becomes a bank employee or saves enough capital to start a company.

As long as you can buy a big house that can be lived in, you don’t need to smell the mold and smell.

There are home appliances, networks, and fans that do not need to be repaired from time to time.

Ah, the fan should be replaced with an air conditioner at that time.

Mom, Ah Ling, the family had a dinner at night in a harmonious manner, smiling and communicating what had happened in the day.

This is the end of life.

Since my father ran away, the family has suffered too much before my mother took up her current job.

Every time I think of it, it feels deeply touching.

Put away the memories from the past.

When the tram arrived at the station, he got off.

Juraku went to a nearby convenience store and bought two seaweed rice balls for lunch. Then he went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of roses, which was considered the first time he met Ashiya.

Even the boss lady praised her for being handsome. Although it was true, it more or less increased his confidence.

"Is it a date? Do you want to write a card?" The boss lady was very enthusiastic, with a smile on her face.

"card?"

"Don't there be a small card in the roses? It contains some messages you want to say." The boss lady standing in the flower shop handed him the rose.

"It's a love word..."

"Young people often come to me to buy roses, and most of them don't know how to write them. They are all written by me. Do I want me to write them for you too?"

It’s not obvious that the boss’s wife is still a veteran in love.

"Then... OK..." Sasuhara Raku tried to smile, "But don't write too intimately, it's the first time I meet."

The flower shop owner's expression is like I understand, I understand completely.

Then he went to the front desk and picked up the pen.

"What's the other party's name?"

"Ashiya Suzura."

......

The place where we meet is in Tokyo's most famous commercial street, Akihabara.

It used to be a place to sell electrical appliances, but now it has become a gathering place for ACG culture. As soon as you enter this cutting-edge electrical appliance street, your unique advertising posters will immediately attract the attention of tourists.

Many electrical duty-free shops keep broadcasting in standard Chinese Mandarin: "There are desktop computers, laptops, computer accessories, digital cameras..."

A store is full of tourists coming here, with various banner advertisements, installment coupons, duty-free promotions... plus those colorful signs and product price tags, it is dazzling.

It’s just a fool for Chinese tourists, but those who can come here are rich people.

Juhara Le turned his head and glanced at the clerk who spoke to the Chinese tourists wearing the big gold chain in Chinese, and continued to move forward.

Previously, through the contact information on the black confession letter, the two sent each other a month's line, and they only knew each other's name.

Ashiya Suzura, it sounds like a pretty girl.

For female netizens who have never met before, they can always fantasize about her appearance.

But the other party just sent two photos, and before he could appreciate it, his cell phone flew away.

well......

It's also unlucky.

However, although the phone was gone, Rakusaki Kazuhara clearly remembered that Suzuya Sukusaki said that he was waiting for him under the Red Sega Hall of Akihabara.

If you see a girl wearing a beret, a gray pleated skirt, and holding a cup of milk tea, it will be her.

When she thought of seeing her, Kasuhara Lewa, who was walking on the crowded streets, couldn't help but feel a little hesitant?

He didn't know if he should describe this, but he even began to think of her.

Is it good-looking or not?

Is it cute?

What does she like and what is her hobby?

We will meet later, should we take her to see a movie?

It’s really a pity to think about it. I have been a person of two lifetimes.

It was just a first love at this time... It was also a weird thing.
To be continued...