RP's work ORZ~ commemorating the 30th anniversary of reform and opening up~
PS: If you think the plot looks familiar, don't doubt it - "XXXX", one of the classics in the SR circle, is a semi-COS work (of course the level is far inferior)
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Love this article.
At first, I looked at two people who were childhood sweethearts.
Play water guns together, live in the same school together, watch animations and do homework together.
The boy will playfully untie the girl's braid, and the girl will quietly guess whether the boy is asleep.
The sky at that time was not necessarily very blue, and the clouds at that time were not necessarily very white.
But as long as we are by each other's side, everything is the most beautiful scenery.
I thought separation was just a test. When the time comes, the two people will naturally be together, help each other, watch the long flow of water, and live quietly and happily.
However, this is not the case.
Actually, I have been thinking about why Gin can be so confident that Rangiku must belong to him.
For a woman, how many years can she spend?
One year, two years, five years, ten years?
When she was twenty-three years old, Rangiku said: "You're still young, don't worry yet."
When I was twenty-five years old, I lamented that youth is fleeting.
When she was twenty-seven, Rangiku moved out of her home for her obsession.
When she was twenty-eight years old, Rangiku shouted into the phone and finally expressed her feelings, only to find that no one responded.
When he found out that Rangiku had found a job, Gin said, "Actually, I thought you would continue studying abroad..."
When he found out that Rangiku had moved out of the house, Gin said, "I finally plan to become completely independent."
When he learned that Rangiku was going to celebrate his birthday, Gin left a message saying "... If... It was Rangiku..." "... Happy birthday... I am now..."
Why do I know everything and can say everything, but there is no such thing as a simple "I love you".
It is obvious that happiness is within reach, but he insists on giving it to others with both hands.
For more than ten years, apart from some slight contact, these two people were really too busy to spare any time to sort out their feelings.
If two people have enough courage.
If two people have deep enough love.
Then will the end of the story be a different story?
But he is so stubborn and confident.
Keep moving forward, thinking that the people behind you will follow you closely and never leave you, so you never look back.
However, when I remembered to look back one day, I realized that the person behind me was long gone.
So, you should blame yourself for all this.
If everything could be done again.
If you had given the other party a small promise, no matter how small.
Then it wouldn't have come to this point.
All "ifs" are extensions to the good side.
But after all, Gin and Rangiku need to face reality. The harsh reality.
An old tree witnesses the whole story. But I couldn't tell them anything.
Maybe, maybe the two of them didn't love each other deeply at first.
Heart!
From the familiar feeling of the bee flower girl's beautiful face, to the warm details between elementary school, junior high school and later, the reality of life is even more touching. The writing is beautiful and the expressions are light and warm. Isn't this how childhood sweethearts' fairy tales move people with their slow tenderness and unturbulent details?
The girl sitting in front of the bicycle seems to be carefree and caring for the person she has grown up with. Only the handlebar is in front of her, and her breath is on the left, back and right. Such a touching scene will make people of any age feel the trembling of their hearts.
The plot develops slowly until one party's father passes away and life begins to change. I hope to hear the loneliness of being blocked and unable to speak, accompanied by the relatively frequent practice between two people who are far apart from each other. It seems that nothing has changed, it seems to be around me, but something has changed. For year after year of waiting, for the always tepid treatment, for the ever-increasing confusion with no answers, no woman can be firm without knowing the other person's intentions. But Rangiku, you are so stupid. You haven't heard any alienation or rejection for so many years. Isn't this a definite answer in itself?
The climax of the drama is the phone call on the night of the birthday. What was originally a small and tender thing has become hateful because of the wasted time and the indescribable detachment. Just when she was on the verge of collapse and finally wanted to hear an answer, she only heard the muttered message. His warmth, she wanted more than that. But my mood was not recorded after all, it was like a bad joke that kept missing.
Accept the sadness that is more or less angry. If you can find out the other person's thoughts, you won't be like this. But as I accepted it, I realized that such a plain life might be my return home after all, and the mood of those ten years might gradually fade away. But when faced with a choice, there is no courage and no way out to resist. Isn't this the so-called reality?
Fortune plays tricks on people. If there is no regret, how can it be called fortune? There is not too much Trinity-style plot from beginning to end, but each character has an undercurrent, which is grasped just right. This skill cannot be expressed in a seemingly easy and profound way without a certain life experience. As an audience who can watch the whole story, I'm afraid I have more regrets and regrets in my heart.
Heart!
From the familiar feeling of the bee flower girl's beautiful face, to the warm details between elementary school, junior high school and later, the reality of life is even more touching. The writing is beautiful and the expressions are light and warm. Isn't this how childhood sweethearts' fairy tales move people with their slow tenderness and unturbulent details?
The girl sitting in front of the bicycle seems to be carefree and caring for the person she has grown up with. Only the handlebar is in front of her, and her breath is on the left, back and right. Such a touching scene will make people of any age feel the trembling of their hearts.
The plot develops slowly until one party's father passes away and life begins to change. I hope to hear the loneliness of being blocked and unable to speak, accompanied by the relatively frequent practice between two people who are far apart from each other. It seems that nothing has changed, it seems to be around me, but something has changed. For year after year of waiting, for the always tepid treatment, for the ever-increasing confusion with no answers, no woman can be firm without knowing the other person's intentions. But Rangiku, you are so stupid. You haven't heard any alienation or rejection for so many years. Isn't this a definite answer in itself?
The climax of the drama is the phone call on the night of the birthday. What was originally a small and tender thing has become hateful because of the wasted time and the indescribable detachment. Just when she was on the verge of collapse and finally wanted to hear an answer, she only heard the muttered message. His warmth, she wanted more than that. But my mood was not recorded after all, it was like a bad joke that kept missing.
Accept the sadness that is more or less angry. If you can find out the other person's thoughts, you won't be like this. But as I accepted it, I realized that such a plain life might be my return home after all, and the mood of those ten years might gradually fade away. But when faced with a choice, there is no courage and no way out to resist. Isn't this the so-called reality?
Fortune plays tricks on people. If there is no regret, how can it be called fortune? There is not too much Trinity-style plot from beginning to end, but each character has an undercurrent, which is grasped just right. This skill cannot be expressed in a seemingly easy and profound way without a certain life experience. As an audience who can watch the whole story, I'm afraid I have more regrets and regrets in my heart.
Love this article.
At first, I looked at two people who were childhood sweethearts.
Play water guns together, live in the same school together, watch animations and do homework together.
The boy will playfully untie the girl's braid, and the girl will quietly guess whether the boy is asleep.
The sky at that time was not necessarily very blue, and the clouds at that time were not necessarily very white.
But as long as we are by each other's side, everything is the most beautiful scenery.
I thought separation was just a test. When the time comes, the two people will naturally be together, help each other, watch the long flow of water, and live quietly and happily.
However, this is not the case.
Actually, I have been thinking about why Gin can be so confident that Rangiku must belong to him.
For a woman, how many years can she spend?
One year, two years, five years, ten years?
When she was twenty-three years old, Rangiku said: "You're still young, don't worry yet."
Love this article. At first, I looked at two people who were childhood sweethearts. Play water guns together, live in the same school together, watch animations and do homework together. The boy will playfully untie the girl's braid, and the girl will quietly guess whether the boy is asleep. The sky at that time was not necessarily very blue, and the clouds at that time were not necessarily very white. But as long as we are by each other's side, everything is the most beautiful scenery. I thought separation was just a test. When the time comes, the two people will naturally be together, help each other, watch the long flow of water, and live quietly and happily. However, this is not the case. Actually, I have been thinking about why Gin can be so confident that Rangiku must belong to him. For a woman, how many years can she spend? One year, two years, five years, ten years? When she was twenty-three years old, Rangiku said: "You're still young, don't worry yet." When I was twenty-five years old, I lamented that youth is fleeting. When she was twenty-seven, Rangiku moved out of her home for her obsession. When she was twenty-eight years old, Rangiku shouted into the phone and finally expressed her feelings, only to find that no one responded. When he found out that Rangiku had found a job, Gin said, "Actually, I thought you would continue studying abroad..." When he found out that Rangiku had moved out of the house, Gin said, "I finally plan to become completely independent." When he learned that Rangiku was going to celebrate his birthday, Gin left a message saying "... If... It was Rangiku..." "... Happy birthday... I am now..." Why do I know everything and can say everything, but there is no such thing as a simple "I love you". It is obvious that happiness is within reach, but he insists on giving it to others with both hands. For more than ten years, apart from some slight contact, these two people were really too busy to spare any time to sort out their feelings. If two people have enough courage. If two people have deep enough love. Then will the end of the story be a different story? But he is so stubborn and confident. Keep moving forward, thinking that the people behind you will follow you closely and never leave you, so you never look back. However, when I remembered to look back one day, I realized that the person behind me was long gone. So, you should blame yourself for all this. If everything could be done again. If you had given the other party a small promise, no matter how small. Then it wouldn't have come to this point. All "ifs" are extensions to the good side. But after all, Gin and Rangiku need to face reality. The harsh reality. An old tree witnesses the whole story. But I couldn't tell them anything. Maybe, maybe the two of them didn't love each other deeply at first.
Heart! From the familiar feeling of the bee flower girl's beautiful face, to the warm details between elementary school, junior high school and later, the reality of life is even more touching. The writing is beautiful and the expressions are light and warm. Isn't this how childhood sweethearts' fairy tales move people with their slow tenderness and unturbulent details? The girl sitting in front of the bicycle seems to be carefree and caring for the person she has grown up with. Only the handlebar is in front of her, and her breath is on the left, back and right. Such a touching scene will make people of any age feel the trembling of their hearts. The plot develops slowly until one party's father passes away and life begins to change. I hope to hear the loneliness of being blocked and unable to speak, accompanied by the relatively frequent practice between two people who are far apart from each other. It seems that nothing has changed, it seems to be around me, but something has changed. For year after year of waiting, for the always tepid treatment, for the ever-increasing confusion with no answers, no woman can be firm without knowing the other person's intentions. But Rangiku, you are so stupid. You haven't heard any alienation or rejection for so many years. Isn't this a definite answer in itself? The climax of the drama is the phone call on the night of the birthday. What was originally a small and tender thing has become hateful because of the wasted time and the indescribable detachment. Just when she was on the verge of collapse and finally wanted to hear an answer, she only heard the muttered message. His warmth, she wanted more than that. But my mood was not recorded after all, it was like a bad joke that kept missing. Accept the sadness that is more or less angry. If you can find out the other person's thoughts, you won't be like this. But as I accepted it, I realized that such a plain life might be my return home after all, and the mood of those ten years might gradually fade away. But when faced with a choice, there is no courage and no way out to resist. Isn't this the so-called reality? Fortune plays tricks on people. If there is no regret, how can it be called fortune? There is not too much Trinity-style plot from beginning to end, but each character has an undercurrent, which is grasped just right. This skill cannot be expressed in a seemingly easy and profound way without a certain life experience. As an audience who can watch the whole story, I'm afraid I have more regrets and regrets in my heart.
Heart! From the familiar feeling of the bee flower girl's beautiful face, to the warm details between elementary school, junior high school and later, the reality of life is even more touching. The writing is beautiful and the expressions are light and warm. Isn't this how childhood sweethearts' fairy tales move people with their slow tenderness and unturbulent details? The girl sitting in front of the bicycle seems to be carefree and caring for the person she has grown up with. Only the handlebar is in front of her, and her breath is on the left, back and right. Such a touching scene will make people of any age feel the trembling of their hearts. The plot develops slowly until one party's father passes away and life begins to change. I hope to hear the loneliness of being blocked and unable to speak, accompanied by the relatively frequent practice between two people who are far apart from each other. It seems that nothing has changed, it seems to be around me, but something has changed. For year after year of waiting, for the always tepid treatment, for the ever-increasing confusion with no answers, no woman can be firm without knowing the other person's intentions. But Rangiku, you are so stupid. You haven't heard any alienation or rejection for so many years. Isn't this a definite answer in itself? The climax of the drama is the phone call on the night of the birthday. What was originally a small and tender thing has become hateful because of the wasted time and the indescribable detachment. Just when she was on the verge of collapse and finally wanted to hear an answer, she only heard the muttered message. His warmth, she wanted more than that. But my mood was not recorded after all, it was like a bad joke that kept missing. Accept the sadness that is more or less angry. If you can find out the other person's thoughts, you won't be like this. But as I accepted it, I realized that such a plain life might be my return home after all, and the mood of those ten years might gradually fade away. But when faced with a choice, there is no courage and no way out to resist. Isn't this the so-called reality? Fortune plays tricks on people. If there is no regret, how can it be called fortune? There is not too much Trinity-style plot from beginning to end, but each character has an undercurrent, which is grasped just right. This skill cannot be expressed in a seemingly easy and profound way without a certain life experience. As an audience who can watch the whole story, I'm afraid I have more regrets and regrets in my heart.
Love this article. At first, I looked at two people who were childhood sweethearts. Play water guns together, live in the same school together, watch animations and do homework together. The boy will playfully untie the girl's braid, and the girl will quietly guess whether the boy is asleep. The sky at that time was not necessarily very blue, and the clouds at that time were not necessarily very white. But as long as we are by each other's side, everything is the most beautiful scenery. I thought separation was just a test. When the time comes, the two people will naturally be together, help each other, watch the long flow of water, and live quietly and happily. However, this is not the case. Actually, I have been thinking about why Gin can be so confident that Rangiku must belong to him. For a woman, how many years can she spend? One year, two years, five years, ten years? When she was twenty-three years old, Rangiku said: "You're still young, don't worry yet."