Fifteen years later.

Romantic cherry blossoms scattered in the sky.

Every spring is such a beautiful scenery.

But beauty and sorrow coexist, things will eventually enter reincarnation, and every round of flowers blooms and every round of flowers falls.

Uesuma Tho stood under the cherry blossom tree, looking up at the pink petals flying above.

He was recalling, recalling the past...that slightly vague memory.

Sometimes he will think back on what the so-called memories are.

Is it a memory of the passing of beauty or a helplessness of never going back to the past...

He didn't know the answer, nor did he take it.

A gust of wind blew over, and the sky was immediately dyed with cherry colors, and petals floated all over the sky.

Uesugi came back to his senses and stared ahead.

The noisy tourists looked smiling at this time and stopped to take pictures of exciting moments.

There is such a situation every year...

Uesuma lowered his head, leaned on a crutch, and took slow steps, and began to walk forward along the river full of cherry blossoms.

Visitors after tourists walked past him, with joy and laughter on their faces.

"Old man, the ticket is 1,000 yen." The staff in the service window said to Uesugi Osaki who was leaning on a crutch outside.

"Has the price increased..." Uesugi asked in a weak voice, and took out a piece of paper money tremblingly.

"That's the price three years ago."

The staff placed a receipt on his wrinkled hands and noticed the silver dial on his wrist.

It looks quite expensive...

The staff took back their thoughts from their watches and sighed and said:

"Hey, although you earn more money now, the price of everything has increased, and you are not as comfortable as before. Old man, are you the only one here to enjoy the flowers today?"

"Yeah...one person."

"Where is your family?"

"No..."

"You're not married?"

"My wife died very early."

The staff looked at his old hand holding the bills, moved slightly, and said with apologies: "Sorry... Please mourn."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

"Ask a liberty...didn't you remarry?"

"No..." Uesugi Sao folded the ticket and put it into his purse on his chest.

The staff watched his slow movements and couldn't bear it:

"Old man... I think it's better to find a partner to accompany you... There is a grandfather in the building opposite my house for several months... I was discovered at home... It was the neighbor who smelled the odor..."

"Thank you for the advice, but, no..."

Uesuma Sato turned around and continued to walk into Shinjuku Gyoen Garden with a crutch.

The staff looked at his lonely back as he gradually faded away and sighed again.

......

Walking between the crowd and the flying flowers, Uesugi Osaki looked at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery in front of him, and felt mixed feelings.

Perhaps I had walked too many roads and felt a little painful. I found a bench on the side of the road and sat down to rest.

A young girl who was taking selfies was sitting on the bench. When she saw him sitting down, her eyes moved away from her phone and glanced at him intentionally.

Although he didn't say anything, the young girl still stood up and left.

Uesugius looked in the direction the girl left, and saw her young back, and knew that she was disgusting herself.

He looked at his wrinkled hands on his crutches.

No words.

Just getting used to this feeling...

In silence, Uesugi Yu leaned his crutch to the ground and put his forehead on his hands.

His eyes were fixed on the ground, and occasionally he saw falling petals lingering on the ground.

The cherry blossoms overlapped together and were quickly blown away by the wind. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago when he was sitting here reading. He was young and handsome at that time. Just as he was immersed in reading, a girl suddenly stood under the cherry blossom in front of him, shouting his name in a weak voice...

Fireworks...

It seemed that she was remembering her in the vague memories of the distance, and the already numb heart suddenly became touched.

Uesuma's turbid eyes trembled a little.

Will she come...?

My life span is almost over... I just want to see her disappearing smile when I come back.

Although my body is old... Although more than ten years have passed...

But the heart that wanted to see her again has never disappeared, never disappeared...

For fifteen years, I have been thinking about it.

Uesuma Sato watched the beautiful cherry blossoms under his feet blown away by the wind, and closed his eyes in the scent of flowers.

The consciousness gradually became drowsy, and he seemed to see the fireworks in the dream smiling at him... Her face was warm and sweet... She hugged her child... with loving eyes...

For fifteen years... what happened to Aiyi and the others... Has the sister grown up...?

He is so addicted to memories of the past, but the images of memories seem to be covered in an unrevealed mist. When he recalls it, people just feel like a dream.

......

Time just passed by like this.

Uesugi's consciousness was almost overwhelmed by sleepiness. The cold wind in March was still a little cool. He didn't wear too much clothes, but felt that the heat in his body was gradually losing, like a twilight year.

It seemed that a girl was calling him.

Uesuma opened his eyes, and five seconds later, he heard the sound that sounded countless times in his dreams: "Grandpa... Why are you asleep here..."

Fireworks...

Uesuma's heart suddenly trembled wildly, and his moved eyes stared at the ground.

Same weak air... same voice...

Fireworks...

Uesuma's eyes blurred in an instant. How many days and months have she experienced since she left...?

How many times have I remembered her in my dreams... Thinking of the softness of her holding her hands... Thinking of her shy and charming look in front of me...

Uesugizo forced the tears that made his eyes blurred, and suppressed the desire to cry.

"grandfather...?"

However, when her voice appeared again, Uesugi Do not dare to look up and look at her again.

Uesugi still put his forehead against his hands with crutches, closed his eyes hard, and asked the girl standing beside him with a slightly choked voice:

"May I have your name?"

"My name is Hanamara Hanaguchi... Grandpa... Are you okay...?"

Uesugi Sao heard the concern in her words, and such a weak voice made him unable to help but miss him.

After a strong struggle, he put away his emotions and looked up at the face of the girl beside him.

The Huaman Huahuo standing beside her has colorful purple eyes, delicate and blushing face, and the girl's youthful and cuteness in her movements...

She was wrapped in a scarf and wore a light-colored windbreaker.

Same... exactly the same as in memory...

"Grandpa... are you okay..."

"It's okay..." Uesuso lowered his head, wiped his eyes, and said with a sob, "I just remembered my long-dead wife... We used to come here to enjoy cherry blossoms all year round... After seeing the cherry blossoms, I took her to eat ramen... I remember that it cost a total of 2,280 yen..."

Now I am 35 years old, but my lifespan is equivalent to that of an 85-year-old man.

An old man cried in the imperial garden full of tourists.

"I... didn't scare you, did I?"

"No, no..."
To be continued...