The hug that appears after the performance is the convention, which has lasted from the time when they were 19 or 20 years old, as if it was truly a convention, to the present. Taka could cry and cry bitterly. Other people sometimes tell him jokes and sometimes invite him to dinner.
Although they finally decided to pay the bill by guessing his fist, it is better to eat a big meal than wipe his nose in the background.Toru is not good at expressing, at least now he is. Even when hugging, he also has a dreamy feeling. On the surface, he took out the captain's character and touched Taka's head and said “Don't cry”, but in the end, he turned back and wiped away his tears quietly. Looking at the past year, this complex relationship has not been solved easily. It is about saving, making love, and hugging to recharge the body from time to time without reason.Taka looked at the shallow scars on Yamashita's back proudly. The world most famous paintings could not be destroyed by anything, and the little masterpiece on his back was soaked in sweat. When he thought that Yamashita would try to ignore the pain of the sweaty scar, he still had to play the guitar with cold face, and then at the end, he put his arm around Taka's waist and asked him for “revenge”. He could not help laughing inwardly. Seeing Toru's face, Taka remembered the joy of the day before, The strange feeling is like a flame burning slowly in the body. It is a mysterious magic spell that only belongs to two people. The childish revenge mentality, the intense kiss, and the gentle bite marks are slowly bleeding. The sex came early and purposeful, but ended quickly. They walked on the street hand in hand as usual and hugged unnaturally in the queue, as if everything was taken for granted.
However, the time is fleeting, and chaos will also be picked out. Taka calls him repeatedly, he always using the unchanging name, “Toru-san, say you love me.” In Toru's arms, the voice was very small. “I want Toru-san to be around me forever.” So Taka painted love as a selfish and ugly thing, he hung a false charge and blocked himself, again and again, in the day and night alone. Toru touched his heart in silence and said a lot about love and eternity. Taka was so aggrieved that he poutEd his mouth and was kissed by Toru that he could not hold a breath.
Toru knows his fear. The broken curtain, the dark and silent audience, the bottomless hole in the drum, and the wailing and groaning of the strings. He is afraid of parting, of being abandoned cruelly, and of the unspeakable scab in his heart. It was so fragile that Toru could not help but protect himself in his arms, but he still had to pretend to be competitive in front of others. How would Taka spend his time alone? Toru dared not think much about it. He held him in his arms. The unforgettable oath was like a beam of light shining on the stage that was no different from the ruins, and on the soulless people who knelt helplessly on the ground. Yamashita first offered to share a bed with Takahiro. Toru was eager to talk about endless dreams after getting up, like they were rolled happily in the snow, or called friends and relatives to eat the slap-up Chinese food together. After the conversation, he laughed heartily and teased about the so-called “thinking every day and dreaming every night”. Toru stared at the bread slices in front of him, and recalled the performance several years ago. Taka was about to go on stage, but suddenly lost his voice. He clearly remembered that he didn't cry at that time, he frowned and raised his high voice. Finally, he said that he couldn't use any ways to deal with it, but such a strong man didn't have the courage to face his heart and love. If it is someone else, this emotion will be discarded after being labeled with complex labels. But him, Takahiro, is trying to patch up the cracks and expend his energy and sense of safety. So Toru understands what Taka lacked and feared. He turned to look and say “I really really love you.” to the child who is frying eggs for him.
