How can my simulation be a real love?

"Su Shi, could you come over here for a moment?"

The girl's delicate eyelashes trembled slightly. She pursed her thin lips, looking somewhat taken aback. She was already apprehensive about seeing her husband again, and what happened today had dealt her a significant blow.

She felt scared, fearful, worried, and panicked, but these emotions that had been troubling her for days seemed insignificant at this moment, because compared to almost being separated from Kazami Naruto by death, this was nothing at all.

"..."

Nagasaki Motoyo slowly stepped forward, her eyes filled with self-reproach, and stood by the bedside.

Kazami Mei suddenly felt a little amused. He had only wanted to have a proper chat with Su Shi, but the other party came over with her head down, looking like she was about to admit her mistake, which made him a little confused.

"Su Shi, I didn't mean to blame you."

"...But I did such terrible things to Ming before. Even our initial 'relationship' was built on lies. I'm such a scheming and wicked woman. Ming must have hated me long ago."

Nagasaki Motoyo's eyes were brimming with tears as she struggled to lift her head and looked ahead with a face full of apology.

"I've told many, many lies, but there's only one thing I've never lied about."

"I love Ming deeply! This is the only thing that is absolutely not a lie!"

Ruoye Mu watched calmly as the tearful girl trembled, her words seeming to be an outpouring of all her strength. Miss Cucumber, who should have said something, chose to stand silently by, quietly watching the other person gradually change.

"I'm sorry, I won't lie to Ming anymore."

"...Please, don't leave me, okay?"

113

Chapter 113 Nagasaki Motoyo's Relief.

Why would someone say something like that?

Nagasaki Motoyo wasn't a particularly generous person in the past. With her strong possessiveness, 'exclusivity' was quite reasonable for her. Even though she felt sorry and guilty for the sadness of her other friends, she could only make compromises to a certain extent.

To achieve her goals, she used many despicable methods, even deceiving her beloved husband. In her eyes, these lies could all be covered up by love.

Because Nagasaki Motoyo loved him deeply, she believed that everything she did was out of consideration for him.

After gradually lowering her standards for lying, she began to take it all for granted until the day when Ruoye Mutsu chose to expose her lies to her face. Only after experiencing loss did she truly understand what it meant.

She did do many wrong things and tried to hurt many people.

Originally, Nagasaki Motoyo scoffed at Toyokawa Shoko's 'selfish' exterior, but now she realized that she was not so different from her. She had arrogantly believed that no one understood Kazami Mei better than her, but now she was beginning to realize her own shortcomings.

"...I'm really, really scared."

"Because I was afraid of being disliked by Ming, I never dared to come to you, and I didn't know how to apologize to you... I originally thought that Ming would naturally stay by my side, so I was always hesitant."

"But today..."

Nagasaki Motoyo kept wiping her red and swollen eyes, her slightly trembling voice revealing a hint of fear and lingering apprehension.

She wanted to reach out and touch his cheek, but she didn't dare to go any further.

She witnessed firsthand the entire process of Kazami Mei being injured—

In that instant, it was as if her entire world had turned gray, and she could no longer see a single color in the trajectory of her life; all her previous worries vanished like wisps of smoke, and she was simply experiencing the purest form of 'farewell'.

She hadn't even apologized, hadn't even felt the warmth of his embrace, before she was about to witness the scene of their complete separation.

Neither being disliked by Kazami Mei nor leaving his side could compare to the fear of this moment.

"it does not matter."

A soft murmur sounded in her ear, and the trembling girl gradually felt a sense of security. Before she could react, she felt the warmth of being wrapped in a quilt, and the familiar and pleasant scent gradually calmed her trembling fingers.

Kazami gently embraced the girl, while slowly running her hand through her soft hair.

"……sorry."

“I have never blamed you, Su Shi, because I had already guessed it from the very beginning.”

"Eh?"

Kazami Mei's light laughter left the girl somewhat bewildered, and as she was held in his arms, she instinctively widened her eyes.

"Am I as stupid as you think, Su Shi?"

"When you first confessed to me, I knew what you were secretly thinking... Well, it doesn't matter to me, because no matter what you plan to do, I have already decided to take responsibility for you."

"No matter what happens, I could never hate you, Su Shi."

His words seemed to be spaced out.

It was probably at the peak of her heartbeat, when it gradually calmed down, or perhaps it was when the pure white, thin curtains fluttered in the breeze outside the window, and a few strands of the girl's light brown hair were blown up.

Those beautiful, pale blue eyes, like a river flowing in the warm summer breeze, were simply staring blankly at the faint smile of the black-haired boy before them. Their thoughts seemed to gradually drift away, leaving only tears welling up in their eyes.

It was only then that Nagasaki Motoyo gradually realized that there were still things she didn't understand about her husband.

She hadn't expected that his love for her was no less than his love for her.

"..."

In the peaceful and tranquil ward, only faint breathing could be heard, followed by the continuous sobs of the girl nestled in his arms. Kazami Mei didn't notice the coat gradually becoming soaked on his chest; he simply reached out and gently patted the girl's back.

Standing beside Nagasaki Motoyo, Wakaba Mutsuko quietly gazed ahead.

"I almost thought... I would never see Ming again..."

Kazami Mei simply chose to be an ordinary 'listener,' quietly accepting the girl's constant outpouring of loneliness and sorrow until Nagasaki Motoyo gradually calmed down, at which point he gently released her.

Standing beside her, Wakaba Mutsu gently pinched the hem of her skirt and spoke in a soft, sweet voice—

"Su Shi, Ming needs to rest more now."

"...That's true, I've been a bit too willful."

The girl, her face regaining its composure, couldn't help but smile. She reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then looked intently at the boy on the hospital bed, his body wrapped in bandages, a hint of heartache flashing in her deep blue eyes.

“Ming needs more rest and observation these next few days, and her diet naturally needs to be more carefully monitored… so I wanted to come and take care of her more often, and do my best to look after her.”

The girl paused for two seconds before turning her gaze to Wakaba Mutsu not far away.

"With Xiao Mu."

Wakaba Mutsu clearly hadn't expected Nagasaki Motoyo to speak like that. She opened her mouth blankly, and only after she came to her senses did she nod slightly to the girl, indicating her tacit approval of her actions.

Kazami Mei stared at his two girlfriends with a blank expression, having already arranged his schedule for the next few days.

"[This is just a minor injury, you don't need to worry too much]... Although that's what I was going to say, it seems I can't change your minds, right? So I might as well just accept your offer and enjoy being taken care of for a couple of days."

Both of his girlfriends have said so, so what can he do?

They've all been taken out by Chuangfei, can't I at least enjoy myself?

Having received 'approval' from her stubborn husband, the brown-haired girl, whose eyes were filled with laughter, smiled gently again. After giving him some instructions and embracing him for a while, she reluctantly left the ward with Wakaba Mutsu.

How are you feeling right now?

Nagasaki Motoyo realized that she still had many shortcomings and deficiencies as a 'wife'. There were still things she didn't understand about her husband, Kazami Naru. However, after realizing this, she felt genuine joy and was filled with motivation.

When all the 'lies' that had been buried deep in her heart were finally revealed, the warmth from the bottom of her heart made her smile involuntarily.

"Xiao Mu."

Outside the ward, Nagasaki Motoyo focused her gaze on Wakaba Mutsu beside her. In the past, she was always extremely dissatisfied with this dazed girl because Wakaba Mutsu constantly ruined her plans and actions, but now her views on the other girl were different.

"Thank you so much all this time."

"...!"

Ruo Yemu was clearly at a loss.

Seeing her adorable reaction, a warm feeling appeared on Nagasaki Motoyo's face as she narrowed her blue eyes. She then took the initiative to extend her right hand toward Wakaba Mutsumi, looking at her earnestly with an apologetic gaze.

"I apologized to you sincerely before, Xiao Mu, but I still want to thank you again. Thanks to you, Xiao Mu, I realized that I still have many shortcomings. I have also reflected on myself a lot during this period."

"Su Shi?"

Wakaba Mutsu raised her little head blankly and looked at Nagasaki Motoyo's outstretched hand. After a two-second delay in her reaction, she reached out and shook it as well. Only when she felt the warmth of her palm did her eyes gradually widen.

"As a friend, and also as a fellow 'lover'—"

"Xiao Mu, may I... ask you for advice more often in the future?"

Feeling the faint warmth gradually spreading from her palms to her skin, she saw the earnest expression on the girl's face reflected in her eyes. Gradually realizing this emotion, she opened her mouth in a daze, and a few ripples seemed to appear deep in her heart.

The two, who were once at odds, were like still, lifeless water, but now, through mutual understanding and respect, gentle and bright ripples have been stirred.

The girl nodded.

……

Toyokawa Shoko seems to have lost the ability to think.

She didn't understand how she survived being under that enormous truck, nor how she managed to leave the scene and walk home step by step.

These memories seemed to have been erased from her mind out of thin air.

As dawn broke through the old curtains and fell on the floor, the girl, who was greeting the morning anew, stared blankly at her pale fingertips. She sat on the bed, like a doll whose 'heart' had been taken away and who had lost all emotion. Her face was bloodless.

"..."

Her once meticulously maintained azure hair now resembled dull seaweed, draped messily over the girl's snow-white shoulders. She instinctively reached out and picked up the alarm clock, glancing at the glaring '6:42' on it.

Before I knew it, it was already morning.

"...You have to go to school."

As if it were her body's instincts that compelled Toyokawa Shoko to move, she forced herself to get up, wash, and change into her light gray Haneoka High School uniform after barely sleeping all night, and headed towards the school.

Today is December 10th, and the winter morning is unusually warm.

But Toyokawa Shoko could only feel a bone-chilling cold all over her body. The brighter the sunlight, the hotter and more scorching it felt to her, but deep inside, she felt icy cold, and the world before her eyes turned into a gray haze.

For her, who needed a scholarship, taking notes in class had long been an instinctive habit. But today, she couldn't do this simplest thing. She sat in her seat in a daze, staring into the distance.

Don't touch him.

The cold words still faintly echoed in her mind. Every time she thought of those words, they would easily extinguish all her courage. Only after calming down did she realize how foolish and willful she had been.

But no matter how much she regrets it now, the pain is useless. Just like the reality on her phone gradually reaching [December 10th], she understands that there will be no more 'time loop'.

Ming, how are you doing now?

Shoko Toyokawa, who hadn't dared to turn on her phone since yesterday, finally unlocked it after struggling and hesitating for a long time. In an instant, several messages burst out of the screen, but without exception, none of them contained any messages about 'reprimand'.

"why?"

"...It's all my fault."

Neither Takamatsu Akari nor Wakaba Mutsu, nor even the most straightforward Shiina Tatsuki, sent her any messages of questioning. This left her feeling empty, with an indescribable pain in her heart, even though she had prepared herself mentally.

She'd rather be criticized by everyone than not.

"...Chuhua?"

The girl scrolling through the message bar gradually widened her eyes. In her eyes, the most angry and saddened person, Mitsumi Hatsuka, was now taking the initiative to send her a caring inquiry, but she didn't dare to open the message to check it carefully.

But just as Misaki Hatsuka's Line message was opened, the heartbroken Toyokawa Shoko immediately saw a message from 'Kazami Mei'. This concerned inquiry from the other party made her tremble violently.

"Ming?"

The girl gently pursed her lips, and suddenly felt her eyes well up with tears.

With trembling fingers, she tried to open the Line interface, wanting to ask about his current condition, to let him know she was safe, to thank him for risking his life to save her, and also to sincerely apologize.

However, she failed to do it.

"..."

Shoko Toyokawa ultimately failed to open the Line interface, and filled with guilt, she slowly closed her eyes.

At least, at least I know he's alright.

The school bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class. The girl, unable to think clearly, instinctively grabbed her bag.

She is the assistant manager of 'Rabbit House', and she has to fulfill her responsibilities no matter what. When Kazami Mei is injured and unable to take care of the store, she has to personally manage the business.

"Xiao Xiang?"

The gentle call echoed in her ears, startling the girl who was lost in thought.

Shoko Toyokawa, who was walking on the playground preparing to leave the campus, looked up and met a pair of gentle and worried eyes. A girl with short, light gray hair was standing in front of her.