Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Soon someone replied to his message, which was basically "Happy New Year" or multiple exclamation marks or emoticons. Girls who like to chat will send a message like "So happy~".

But one person's response was so out of place.

"Retreat."

As soon as Jun Matsueda clicked on the golden cat avatar, Mochizuki Haruka called.

"I can't be happy at all."

It was very quiet on the other end of the phone, with the faint sound of fireworks and bells, and other than that, the only sounds of electronic instruments.

Matsueda Jun was silent for two seconds, "Are you in the hospital?"

"It's so noisy over there." The girl's voice was hoarse, which was what happened when she didn't speak for a long time.

"There are still quite a lot of people in the welfare home." Jun Matsueda walked outside and looked up in the direction of the hospital.

"It must be very lively and happy, right?" The girl's tone wasn't sarcastic, but rather a little indignant. "It's fine if you guys are just happy on your own, but you both have to send me Happy New Year messages."

“How can I be happy?”

"Sorry." Jun Matsueda said softly.

The temple bells had just ended, but the sound of fireworks was still going on. Wang Yueyao walked to the window and watched people walk out of their houses and give each other New Year's greetings.

She raised her head and looked at the fireworks over the city. A few days ago, the girl was still looking forward to the New Year.

She wanted to stay in a bright room with the boy, watch TV, count down together, say the first Happy New Year together, and then get up at the same time the next day, drink steaming milk, wear thick and warm clothes, wrap a scarf around their neck, and go to the nearest temple for Hatsumode.

But those expectations were gone.

"I don't deny the happiness that these rituals represent, but this happiness hurts me."

"I hate it."

Chapter 177: Empty at night, crowded during the day

Jun Matsueda waved his hand in the direction of Aya Miyamura, indicating that she didn't need to come over.

He walked alone into the depths of the grass, and Wangyueyao heard the noise in the microphone gradually fading away.

"Now you know how to take care of my feelings? Why were you so cruel before?"

The girl didn't want to say that, but the resentment in her heart made her want to say something sarcastic to Songzhi Jun.

So she said again.

"I'm sorry, I know it's not your fault."

Mochizuki Yao soon felt her own unimaginable humility, and her vision became blurred again.

"No, to you, I am wrong."

Jun Matsueda felt that the girl nowadays was like a hedgehog, and she couldn't help but expose her soft belly to him, hoping to receive gentle caress.

Only after being injured would the girl show him her useless thorns, but she would soon forget the wound on her stomach and turn around again to face him with her vulnerable abdomen.

"Some things can be done, and some things cannot be done." Jun Matsueda answered her question.

"Your principles are so solid that they're chilling." The girl couldn't help but sneer at him again.

"It's good to say it out loud. Don't ignore your inner feelings."

Jun Matsueda walked out of the gate of the welfare home. There were many people on the street. He turned into a small road and walked towards the nearby forest park.

"But this won't make you love me!" Mochizuki Haruka suddenly became hysterical.

The girl's voice came through the phone's microphone and echoed in the quiet forest.

This park is called Nogawa Park, half of which is located in Mitaka City and half in Chofu City. Jun Matsueda sat on the lawn in the forest and watched the fireworks rising into the sky through the treetops above his head.

"Then I'll tell you how to make me love you."

Mochizuki Yao walked out of the ward without saying a word. She was afraid that her uncontrolled shouting would affect her aunt's treatment.

“Learn to listen to yourself, and then pretend to listen to me.”

"How is this possible!" The girl's hope that had risen was put down again.

"To put it simply, love yourself first, then love others. You will learn it one day."

Mochizuki Yao walked into the green park diagonally opposite the hospital and sat down on the lawn. The grass was very cold at night and the girl's body trembled.

"How can I possibly learn it?"

"As soon as I hear your voice, I want to give you everything. I can't help but put everything I have in front of you for you to choose from."

Matsueda Jun sighed silently. The girl had never confessed her feelings before, but her ability to do so was getting better and better.

"Even if you let me climb into bed and become your plaything now, I would probably drive to you immediately." She smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Do you think you're normal like this?"

"I don't care whether I'm normal or not!" the girl cried again, and the leaves on the tree rustled.

"I just know that this feeling is very comfortable and reassuring. I don't have to think about anything about myself. As long as I think about you, as long as I keep looking at you, I don't have to worry about anything else."

"I just want to live like this, okay?!"

Jun Matsueda fell silent. He didn't want to provoke her anymore.

"I'm sorry." After a while, the girl said softly.

Now is the first day of the new year, the day when everything starts anew, but "I'm sorry" has become the word that Mochizuki Haruka said the most today.

"Director No. 2 would like to invite you to visit the welfare home and thank you for your support." He changed the subject.

"...I'll be there, hanging up."

Although she said this, Mochizuki Haruka did not hang up the phone.

She couldn't bear it.

"Are you still outside?" The sound of wind blowing through leaves from Mochizuki Haruka's side merged with the swaying treetops before Matsueda Jun's eyes. "Wait until you get back to the hospital before hanging up."

"Since you are so cruel, don't be gentle at this time!" The girl couldn't help it again.

"If anything happens to you because of this negligence, I will never be able to sleep well again."

Jun Matsueda looked at the sky that was cut into pieces by the treetops. The colors and sounds of the fireworks had disappeared, leaving only white smoke floating in the air, like the sigh of a god in winter.

Mochizuki Yao stopped talking. She listened obediently to the breathing sounds on the other end of the phone and walked back to the hospital.

"Happy New Year."

These were the girl's last words. She didn't want to hear them, but she wanted to say them to the person on the other end of the phone.

Jun Matsueda put his cell phone in his pocket and walked back to the welfare home. The weather was cold and holding the cell phone was a torture.

When I returned to the orphanage, most of the children in the hall were gone. After a brief New Year's celebration, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep. The children in the orphanage had a regular routine.

"Is that Mochizuki calling?" Aya Miyamura poked her head out from the corner.

"That's right, your benefactor." Matsueda Jun took out a few potato chips from the bag in the girl's hand. "Why aren't you sleeping yet? Aren't we going to Hatsumode tomorrow?"

"I'm going to sleep right away!" The girl winked cunningly. "Don't talk about benefactors, okay? She and I are just investors and investors. A talented girl like me will definitely create a lot of value for society in the future!"

"Okay, genius girl, give me a few more potato chips."

"I'm done eating~"

After a simple wash, Matsueda Jun returned to his room. The desk and bed were clean. It seemed that Caichan had been cleaning his room.

After getting used to the two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment, he lay back on this bed with one side against the wall. The ceiling that once made him feel enough for life now seemed not big enough.

"As expected, people are greedy..."

When he woke up the next day, the excited girl was already waiting outside his door.

"Where do you want to go for your first visit?" Jun Matsueda stood in front of the sink, squeezing toothpaste on his toothbrush.

"When you think of Hatsumode in Tokyo, you usually think of Sensoji Temple, right?"

Aya Miyamura stood behind him, looking at her new clothes in the mirror, dressed like a cute little sister, and nodded with satisfaction.

Jun Matsueda took a sip of water, gargled it several times, and then spit it out.

"Then let's go to Sensoji Temple."

Jun Matsueda stood on the side of the road outside Sensoji Temple, looking at the crowded street in front of him. The first-time visitors even lined up in the horizontal road outside the entrance, turning three times before returning to the entrance.

“There are too many people…”

Jun Matsueda stood at the intersection with no intention of joining the crowd. Aya Miyamura went to buy snacks. If he joined the crowd, it would be questionable whether the girl could find him.

"Seeing so many people makes me want to die," said the middle-aged man standing next to him. "If they hadn't suddenly become interested and said they hadn't seen Sensoji Temple on New Year's Day, I wouldn't have gone out."

"It's okay to go out, but you have to choose a place where everyone comes. I wonder if they want to come in after they get here!"

"I must make a movie someday and use special effects to blow up Sensoji Temple..."

The man kept talking beside him, and Matsueda Jun felt a little embarrassed.

"Um, do you know me?"

"Don't you know me?" The middle-aged man walked closer and Matsueda Jun shook his head.

The man thought about it and realized that the last time he was in the car, it seemed that Matsueda Jun really couldn't see him clearly.

"I thought you made an appointment with her to surprise me."

He said with some regret that he had thought it was such a coincidence that he met his daughter's new friend in front of the crowded Sensoji Temple.

"What do you mean?" Matsueda Jun frowned. He couldn't understand what the man was saying.

"Nothing." The man shook his head and began to look him over. "Are you here alone?"

"I'm waiting for someone." Matsueda Jun looked towards the intersection. "She's coming."

Aya Miyamura walked over from the intersection, and not far behind her were two women who looked very familiar to Jun Matsueda.

One was carrying a camera and the other was wearing sunglasses.

"Brother Chun!" Cai-chan waved at him.

Behind her, Natsumi Imokawa also raised her hands and waved in surprise, "Matsueda!"

After a second, she noticed the man next to Matsueda Jun. The girl raised her lowered hand again, "Dad!"

"Hey, hey, your dad is right next to you, why did you call him first?"

Chapter 178: The First Visit Was Not Smooth

"Matsueda-san, we're finally meeting officially. I've been looking forward to this day for a long time."

The woman pulled her sunglasses to the top of her head, revealing her mature and bright eyes. She extended her right hand towards Matsueda Jun.

"I'm Imokawa Natsumi's mother, Imokawa Reimi. Nice to meet you. Please take care of me."

Aya Miyamura, Natsumi Imokawa, and the middle-aged man beside Jun Matsueda all looked at her outstretched hand.

"I'm sorry, the work at the station is quite formal, and I haven't adjusted to it even after the holiday." The woman smiled and retracted her outstretched hand, and the three people's eyes shifted elsewhere.

"Don't worry about her." The man said lazily, "I'm Xia Shi's father, Imokawa Akira, a director."

It seems that Mr. Imokawa is very proud of his profession.

Matsueda Jun bowed to the two elders, "Hello, uncle and aunt, I am Matsueda Jun, a friend of Imokawa-san."

He noticed the expectant look in Natsumi Imokawa's eyes and added another sentence.

"good friend."

The three members of the Imokawa family nodded in satisfaction. The girl next to Jun Matsueda grumbled quietly, "Why does it feel like meeting the parents..."

"No need to be so formal. My daughter is under your care at school."

The woman smiled and put on her sunglasses again. Unlike her daughter, Ms. Imokawa seemed to be a cheerful and cheerful person.

"No, Yuchuan is very good in school and is the pillar of our department. I am the one who wants to thank Yuchuan for all the help he has given me before."

Natsumi Imokawa blushed, and the girl looked down at her chest. Aya Miyamura looked at her twice.

This isn't Chun Ge's standard answer template...

"By the way, Matsueda, who is the girl next to you?" Mr. Imokawa's tone had become inexplicably familiar.

"Hello, uncle and aunt! I am Jun Matsueda's sister, you can just call me Aya-chan!" Aya Miyamura stood beside Jun Matsueda with a harmless sweet smile.