Chapter 9 when green

In the winter morning, the color of the leaves is like mourning, ocean green, SeaGreen.In the first day of a new life, people's feelings are controlled, and it begins to wander. emotion.Lifting it in the mouth, it will not have a fixed shape and color.The shape is sometimes streamlined like a whale's tail fin, and sometimes solidified into a dark mole in the eyebrow.The color is also unpredictable, the blink of an eye is navy blue, Navy, and the next moment is sandy brown, Sandy Brown. How many kinds of gorgeous feelings are there, although they are always quickly turned into ashes, they are often immediately ignited by scarlet poppies for a recurring eternity.The singing fairy tale is placed under the window sill, so that the prince can reach the princess's lips, and her lips are beautiful light pink, LightPink, because of vertigo.Broken love poems were woven into sheets, covering the knight's cold body, and his lover who stayed in his hometown silently untied the pure yellow ribbon from the tree, the painful Yellow.

Those real, distinct, subtle, and specific emotions have the same real, distinct, subtle, and specific colors.They both repeat each other endlessly and build up each other's appearance in an ever-changing way - a smile of abundance at a 45-degree angle, lavender as cool as lavender, Lavender.A hundred meters away is a trance-like figure, distressed into a piece of coral color, Coral.They densely shuttle through every emotional ups and downs, aptly describing the details of the lake's slight waves.Those details transition from blue to gray, the hot red heart sinks here, and the bright yellow sunlight exposes the long brown shadows.Honghong's sound and roar matched the heartbeat of one's heart.

In the first meeting, you tucked your sleeves into your clothes, and your pupils turned slightly blue.I still remember that winter morning, the color of the leaves was sad, ocean green, which is SeaGreen in English.What a beautiful metaphor. I can't ask for winter to be warmer, and the world is not as shiny as usual.All the sharp edges faded away, disappearing like an ancient sea tide on a calm day.Midori raised her face, the gray and silent sunlight would not make her pupils as sensitive as a cat's.After roughly checking the keys and wallet on her body, she limped out of the door, sat on Yingsi's back seat, and wrapped her right hand around his waist.Yingsi pedaled his bicycle.

The two descended along the wave of the ring road, and turned to the side of the hillside when the road reached the end.The bicycle turned, and Midori leaned back inertially, and saw half of Eiji's profile.The line breaks sharply at the chin.The look of no turning back. "Yingsi also has a class to attend." "No class." "...you don't have to send me off in the future." "No, Machida, I am responsible for your injury." "Hey, red light, be careful." Midori grabbed Eiji's clothes. "I can tell the difference." "...I have no other meaning." Lu turned her face away.The streets and alleys in the deep winter are like slowly flowing water, changing the faint color difference.The powder-like coldness scattered soundlessly and invisible, she shivered silently, and pressed her face to Yingsi's coat.The light cyan color is called LightCyan in English.The straightforward mutual translation has always made Lu feel very interesting.Until she met Yingsi.

The bicycle was restarted by the green light, and it drove itself over large and small potholes, the tires rattled under the buttocks, and occasionally Green's head lightly bumped into Yingsi's back.Students from nearby schools filled up the space in the trams that overtook them one after another.Green saw several school uniforms of her own school, dark slate gray as quiet as winter, DarkSlateGray, deep, slate, gray. She wondered what the people in the car had seen of herself, the girl in the hooded coat, her hair blown tousled by the wind, but her chest was still sticking out a little—which made the posture more difficult.Lu barely maintained it, and subconsciously increased the strength of the hand holding Yingsi, but he didn't respond.What does Yingsi look like in the eyes of others?The outline is light cyan, the face is clean and slightly cautious, and the pupils are slightly blue.

How could it be so specific? The most unbearable thing on the tram is the tension in the legs and the sleepiness in the head. The confrontation between the two makes Lv feel depressed.Fortunately, Takako kept chatting with her, calling her "Machida Machida", and Midori cheered up in the early winter. The topic was always on Nakajima-kun from Class B of the third year or Takayama-kun from Class D of the second year. Midori jokingly asked Takako which one he had his eyes on, and the answer he got was the same as always, "There is no need to choose."Lu smiled and looked at Takako, listening to her continue the content about the "Ninth Bullet of the Eight Diagrams Series".

The two breathed a cloud of white gas.Clothes in dark slate gray.Brown tram railing.Pale steel blue sky.The leaves are dirty.Lu's excitement is like a person who has given up hope and flees without saying a word.It is difficult to breed a little fantasy about sweetness in winter, and there is no beautiful soil for them to open up. A red light and the tram stopped.Green's neck is retracted into the collar of the school uniform, and her eyelashes hang down on the gray sea. He just paddled, approaching slowly like a lonely sailor.There are no birds on the waves of winter, it all comes down to the nowhere to escape of emotions.

Green slowly raised his eyes, after a long time of deliberation, he decided that the clothes should be counted as lime orange, Lime.The harsh and difficult feeling like the name, like a small hole pierced in the vision, subverted the plain and solemn expressions around.She squinted her eyes and saw clearly the boy riding a bicycle wearing it, with an indescribable appearance, far inferior to the strange green overshirt on him, lime orange.Funny, rustic, laughable and so abrupt.Lu stared at him, and couldn't bear to look any longer.The unripe color embarrassed her. "This man is so strange." Guizi raised his head.

"what?" "That man in green, what kind of green is this...so ugly." "This green is called Lime Orange. Li..." "Don't, don't bring out your English words again, I'm afraid of you." "I didn't think..." "You are so strange. In English, I only remember the name of the color, and everything else is vague." "They're very interesting." Green smiled.The tram restarted, and the boy in the exaggerated green was thrown away after a while. When the next red light came, Green saw his bicycle catch up again.Just like this, he kept bumping into each other and then separated, he made this winter morning intermittent, although there were whispers and laughs from others.Lu feels that staring at him like this is tantamount to asking for trouble, but the surroundings are surrounded by desolate tones, and he doesn't have the confidence to ignore this alternative color easily.

Before another red light, the boy suddenly turned his head and looked in this direction, like a slow motion in a movie.Lv feared that his rudeness would be discovered and immediately turned his head away, but he still remembered his clean and slightly cautious face, and even a pair of pupils were slightly blue. How could it be so specific?But Midori was not wrong. After returning home, her mother introduced Eiji Sawaki to her.The smell of early winter was as inundated with the innocence of sour orange as unripe lemons, and his eyes proved to be a lonely dark blue, so true.Lime, Lime.Dark blue, DarkBlue.Green, Green.Three beats followed by one beat, three steps into one step.Bing Mu Road Chang Feng forgets himself and squanders the plot.

The bicycle stopped in front of the school gate, and Midori stood up and patted Eiji on the shoulder.He nodded as usual a few days ago, turned around and left.The pale cyan shadow gradually shattered into the twilight like an eggshell until it ceased to exist.Green felt dazed for a moment, and then the real depression listed out the gradient like multiple levels of gray. "Machida——" He could tell that the person jumping on him was Takako from this hot and dry voice, "Sawaki-kun is so kind, I send you to school every day, I really want to have a tutor like him." "What?" Lu smiled bitterly and opened Takako's hand, "Don't talk nonsense." "It's getting darker and darker." Guizi helped Lu's shoulders to the classroom, "When will my feet heal?" "The doctor said that it will be fine soon." Lu stretched out her right foot to show Takako. Takako smiled and stroked the green hair: "That's great. I made up the notes for you. Last time, it was about Yasunari Kawabata's "Rainbow in Winter", right?" "Hmm - thank you." Lu stretched out her hand to rub Takako's hair, and suddenly hit the steps with her right foot, causing bursts of pain.She frowned. Kawabata Yasunari said in the first sentence of the article, "Asako saw a rainbow appearing on the other side of Lake Biwa." And the rainbow seen by Midori stood in front of the car wash factory.She still remembered that it was a haste that was unmatched in fairy tales, and it was unforgettable enough.Although it was only because of the water pipe spraying out that the rainbow appeared for a moment, it still made Green very excited. Why was she so ignorant at the time...why was she so aggressive...why was that, so...Midori bit her finger angrily, she couldn't concentrate after reading Takako's handwriting several times.Only one indifferent look lit up like the unquenchable restlessness of night, the chaotic color of thistle, Thistle, half gray and half purple. That day, Yingsi was wearing a thistle-colored winter coat, and his face was extremely gloomy. He stood on the sidelines and watched her joy, with the same expression as in the three weekly tutoring sessions, clear, but secretly moving.Midori clapped her hands intently for the rare rainbow in winter, while Eiji stared sideways and remained silent.He was dragged by her to buy English materials with her after class. At that time, Lu no longer worried about this teacher who was not much older than herself, and his usual calmness could not scare her.Midori would even childishly interrupt his professor, pointing to the newly replaced curtains at Yingsi's house and saying that they were exactly the same as the ones in his own room. "It's the color of autumn unicorn. Does it sound nice? I know it's called Goldenrod in English." Green waved her fingers triumphantly.As always, Yingsi did not answer, and waited for her to finish speaking before continuing the class that had been suspended before.Green is not bothered. When she was with Eiji, Midori was never happy to be annoyed.Although everything about him is framed in a square world, and he doesn't talk much and doesn't laugh, Lu still develops the habit of staring at his slender and white fingers in a daze. When he woke up, he saw Yingsi staring at him, with The details of the faint blue are indeed floating.Green forgot to blush. So the three-times-a-week class has no obstacles for Lu, who is indiscriminately hostile to English except for color and name.She walked through the corridor in front of Yingsi's house and knocked on the tawny door, "Do Do Do", when he opened it, Green was ready to smile the cutest.Every class, time and place are slightly different from the past. Midori sat beside Yingsi and listened to him spit out a series of familiar English words.He is no longer the boy in the exaggerated color under the first side.Yingsi's shadow is agitated by the air, sometimes intersecting with Lu's own, sometimes not, leaving a large piece of carpet in the middle, maroon, Maroon. "Yingsi..." "how?" "Uh, uh, where... does Eiji have a girlfriend?" "Huh? No." Seeing the rare smile in Yingsi's eyes, Lu was excited: "Is it true?" "Really." Yingsi lowered his head. "...Well, when this tutoring is over, can you accompany me to buy English materials?" "Can." Green held Yingsi's arm, she knew she was dancing, but she couldn't help shouting: "Yingsi, Yingsi, look, rainbow, rainbow!" Turned his head over and covered his eyes.Lu Quan didn't know it, and continued to be motivated by big and small excitement: "I haven't seen it since this winter... Yingsi, isn't it beautiful. Well, look." Eiji Sawaki didn't move, his bangs and eyes were all covered under the hat, Midori only saw his Adam's apple move with difficulty, and then heard his voice from being wrapped up: "...you don't have to..." "What?" Lu suddenly felt at a loss. He bit his lip and made up his mind: "You don't need to let me see it, I can't see it." "……What's the meaning?" "I can't see any color." Yingsi's words took shape bit by bit, as if the soul of green had been sucked away, "...Total color blindness, have you heard of it?" Midori let go of his hand, his right foot stinging as he fell.She can't move. When school was over, Eiji's car appeared in the crowd on time, and there was a solid spot. When Lu saw him stretch his legs, looking at the distance aimlessly, and when he turned his head to look at herself, Lu felt his heart. Something very delicate has mutated.They made crackling noises and left burn marks all over the place. As usual, Midori sat in the back seat and reached out to wrap his arms around him.Occasionally, her body swayed, and she saw Yingsi's real and beautiful side face, which was half smaller.In the streets and alleys that gradually become colorful at night, only it still feels the thin paleness.Green's body trembled with excitement.Her heartfelt voice was successively turbulent, bright and bright for a while, and dark for a while. At the hospital or at home, when the right foot is immobilized, Lv asks her mother for a pair of large sunglasses to wear in front of her eyes, and the colors of the trance world are sloppily unified.But Lu understands that what Yingsi sees is simpler than this. Like those cautious viewers who only have black and white TVs, they need to distinguish between traffic lights by identifying their positions, and they don't understand how weird the lime orange on their bodies is. The hanging rainbow is just a gray and white band of light, meaning nothing but boring.But for Green, even if she wets her cuffs with tears, she can still clearly recognize their transition from pure blue to dark blue, Blue and DarkBlue, which are reminiscent of Yingsi's eyes. Everything he has experienced is because of himself, a reckless fool, being ignorantly and selfishly exposed to the sad helplessness.Many bits, lines, blocks, and three-dimensional helplessness compromise the life from white to gray and stop at black.All the way he made no sound, surrendered to the cursed flag, and never missed those dazzling colors and the distinct luster of their moving names. Midori slowly rubbed her face against Eiji's coat, reading his blurry spine.She was afraid to speculate on the black-and-white transitional world in front of his eyes, just like the pain that was soundless, tasteless, ignorant, and insensible, and then become dull to numb.And Yingsi hardly mentioned despair, he never complained, and calmly looked directly at the gloomy sunshine. "Foot, are you ready soon?" "Ah, um! It will be better soon..." Green nodded enthusiastically. "Machida, it just so happens that my tutoring for you is almost over." "...Hmm." Lv Song let go of Ying Si's hand, thinking in frustration: "Does it mean to say goodbye?" The bicycle carried two long and narrow shadows into the darker night, and Lu felt that he could no longer see each other clearly. "And he hasn't called my name yet... Is it because of my name that it will bring him the same helplessness..." Lu shifted her weight from her left leg to her right leg, and there was no labor pain there.Sometimes she and Takako were pushed and blocked by the stream of people pouring into the car, and they would not fall down.The days are gradually getting warmer. This road tends to be congested as usual. Green is parked in front of the red light one by one, and the same as the tram she rides to suspend the temporary traffic flow. She is guided by an invisible hand, approaching or staying away, always approaching, Finally stay away. Every detail in life is still overwhelmed.The bento prepared by mother uses a square hard corner to hold her soft body in the schoolbag, a man's wrist hanging in front of her eyes and the electronic watch ticking on it, many small words find space to survive, the sunroof on the roof Gradual branches are exposed, forming a fleeting shadow on Lu's face.She straightened her face, looking at the flashing greenery. The yellow bento box, the blue electronic watch, the pink lips, and the green that just revived among the branches.Two months have passed, and Midori misses Eiji very much. "'Ah, my Sawaki-kun...how I can't forget you.'" "what?!" "Hahahaha, Lu, you really...you can see everything on your face." Guizi laughed slyly. "You!...What a mess." Lu patted Takako on the head. "Don't hide it, I have already seen it." "See what..." "Scared, don't you like him? Don't you?" "I won't mess with you." Green twisted Takako's face, turned around, and suddenly saw Eiji Sawaki in a smoky white suit, and his brown bicycle, stopping at the side of the tram following the red light .Lu didn't answer Takako's cry of "Ah, look quickly".She hid herself in the dark of the tram, trying her best not to be discovered by him. "It's Mr. Sawaki." Mother pointed at herself, and Midori lowered her head to bow, facing his figure blurred by the light. —Emerald green, verdure. "You're only two years older than me, so it's awkward to call the teacher, can I just call you Sawaki-kun?" "Okay, yes." "...It's better to be called Eiji." "...Well, it doesn't matter. "—Aqua, Aqua. "If you are tired, you can let this question go first, let's take a break." He shared the textbook. ——Light green, LightGreen.He stood up to get a book, he sat down to drink water, he leaned over, he sat in the sun. ——Dark Green, DarkGreen.He doesn't smile. - Green, Turquise.He opens the door for her. - Forest Green, ForestGreen.In the back of his car, he turned right with her. ——Grass Green, LawnGreen.He came to say goodbye to himself and his parents, and she forgot to say goodbye. - Olive Green, OilveGreen.His bicycle followed the trolley indistinctly. ——Dark Green, BlackishGreen.His eyes were flooded by the facts, his fingers curled slightly, and he made up his mind to tell her the truth: "I can't see any color..." "Zawaki! Zemu-kun! Eiji Sawaki!!" Green called his name loudly, ignoring the eyes of the people on the bus. "How is it going?" "Well, how are you?" "good." "My English improved a lot in the last test." "Really? That's great." "Mom wants me to thank Yingsi." "Well... it's mainly up to you." "Yingsi." "Ok?" Green shook her body against the railing, and Yingsi saw the girl calm down and turned to his face: "I like Yingsi very much." "..." He lowered his eyes, "You sympathize with me too much." "No way. Eiji Sawaki's world doesn't deserve sympathy at all." He quickly raised his head to look at her, young and fair skin, light gray lips and dark hair stood out in his monotonous field of vision. "In Yingsi's world... there is obviously another new color." The girl stretched out her hand to him without flinching, "Yes." A weak and real electric current slowly passed through him, and the new life, who was not afraid of difficulties, spread from her hands to herself like a miracle.In just the briefest moment, he saw an unusual brilliance from her, that indescribable and indescribable texture, with a wet innocence. "Green...thank you." He smiled like one of the richest colors. In the morning of early spring, every leaf is eagerly looking forward to the color of love, Green.green.