Half a hundred years later, she remembered half her life, and she would probably think of the crooked font on the letter that year, and explained the reason for the yellowing of the white sneakers in a stupid way.
01/
I saw a white sneaker at the mall that the price was unusually cheap, so I put it in my pocket.
Wearing it, I walked quietly...
It was very quiet, and I was the only one in the junior high school classroom
In music class that day, they laughed and hugged me from my seat.
I didn't care, knowing that they wanted to hear my voice, which was incomplete, so that it would bring them joy.
Like Osamu Dazai's Yezo, he suppresses his inner thoughts to please his family and friends.
Like Ye Zang, I didn't want them to know that I did this on purpose, and it was a very unintentional thing to make them happy.
But when they knew my intentions, it felt like a problem with my character.
Gradually I got up from my seat and strode toward the stage.
In order for them to sound more like out-of-tune, I chose Eason Chan's "White Sneakers", and the ups and downs of the chorus part will make people who have not heard the song mistakenly think that it is the out-of-tune caused by the lack of ability of the performer.
But I don't think that's enough, and I'm going to forget a few lyrics in the chorus to enhance the humor of the show.
"I accidentally turned it over that day, that pair of ~ yellow ~ white ~ sneakers ~ "
They burst out laughing, including the music teacher, who was taken aback by the "ups and downs" of the word.
02/
After that, I pretended to forget the words again, and admired their crazy expressions on the stage.
"There's still a heartbeat..."
Very small and small sounds drifted from the side, but for me, who was already familiar with the noisy laughter of the outside world, it was so powerful and so deafening.
Like a clown of the same kind, I was very happy.
"Walking with her through many roads in this city, she always kept her head down and listened to my dreams and thoughts..."
I finished singing, and I finished singing under her subtle guidance.
That day I also discovered one thing besides "self-performance".
After graduating from junior high school, I was with her.
There is no idol drama-like pursuit, no greasy and crooked confession, and no hanging each other's QQ in their respective spaces, with unattainable love words.
In my opinion, this is a way I like it, and if you want me to compare it, I will not hesitate to tell you the word "white", which is the only word in my mind that can describe this feeling.
I was wearing my white sneakers and met her.
03/
The first time we watched a movie together, I was too anxious to sneak her hand up, afraid to look up, but I could feel the smile on her face.
The second time, we still went to the movie, I was too anxious, accidentally spilled the candy she gave me on the ground, and when I picked up the candy, I pulled her closer, telling her that she was sweeter than candy.
The third time, we went to the movies again, and I was too anxious to secretly tell her that I only wanted to watch movies with her for the rest of my life.
When we went to high school, we had a lot less time, and she and I didn't go to the movies anymore.
Later, by chance, I found the white sneaker that I had put in the sun and yellowed, and frightened me, I quickly scrubbed it many times, I thought it was the reason for the shoe, I took it back to the corner.
Like our feelings.
After going to high school, I became more uneasy, afraid that she would get tired of me at any time, afraid that she would say goodbye to me.
Suddenly, I thought of ten thousand ways she and I said break up:
Because of my boredom, because of my personality, because of my hairstyle, because of my outfit, because of my grades, because I didn't watch movies with her again...
I'm always afraid of losing, even when we're just getting started.
04/
Eventually, my white sneakers didn't wait for them to turn yellow, so I soiled them myself and turned them black with a pen.
After high school, I remembered the sneakerS I had put in the corner, and I was surprised to find that it didn't turn yellow.
After searching on the Internet, I learned that white sneakers only turn yellow in the sun, and it is okay to leave them in the shadows for a long time.
At that moment, I understood that true love does not need to go through so much vigorousness, there is no need to watch movies every day, there is no need to love and hate each other every day.
What is needed is their own patience, what is needed is their own efforts, and they run to a better self together.
I looked at the pair of blackened sneakers, and for the first time there was a deep sense of remorse.
To this day, I've been to many malls, I've seen many pairs of white sneakers, I've bought many pairs, and I've tried many pairs.
I don't know if it's because of the age, I don't know if it's because of the vision, I've never met the pair of sneakers I saw in the mall, and I don't think any pair of white sneakers can compare with it.
I looked at the pair of sneakers that I had blackened, and fell into endless regret again.
"How can I, a man who has a bright moon, endure the stars I've seen all these years?"
This was the last letter I wrote to her.
Author: Why do you want to