Am I being simulated by their love affair?

After hurting each other, it seemed that no one's mood improved.

Chapter 72: The Girl Savior

"Thank you, Tomatsu-san. I was called away by the teacher for a competition. Please attend the meeting in my place."

Jun Matsueda smiled at Tomoka Tomatsu, and the girl smiled back.

The smile he gave her was no different from the smile he gave other girls.

Tomatsu Tomoka once again realized that the time for the two of them had been turned back to the time they entered school, but the dirty marks were still left on the blackboard and had not been erased.

The girl's heart was filled with bitterness, but she didn't let any of the sour taste overflow from her tongue.

"I'm the deputy monitor, so if the monitor has something to do, it's only right that I take over."

"The chairman should be the new student council president, right? Did he say anything?"

As they talked, they looked at the senior student next to them.

"Hey, can't I listen?" The senior student blinked, and the colored contact lenses she wore made her eyes look big.

"Because it's a class matter, it would be a waste of time for Senior Asai to listen to it. I heard that the third-year students are quite busy, so let's talk to you next time." Matsueda Jun smiled again, and the senior's face turned a little red.

"Well, Matsueda-kun will be participating in the ball game, right? I'll be there to cheer you on then!"

The senior student walked away with her skirt swaying. The girl didn't say anything, and the two of them fell silent.

She wanted to ask who this third-year senior was, but she felt she was not qualified.

Who does she think she is?

Tomatsu Tomoka thought of Matsueda Jun's former deskmate, Sushan, who had said countless nonsense, one of which was like this.

"Never date someone from your class! If it works out, you'll be overjoyed and spend the entire day in love. But if it breaks up or doesn't work out, the awkwardness of seeing each other all day will stay with you for at least a year!"

"Just think about that feeling, that heavy, daunting force field surrounding me. I really want to jump out of here!"

I heard that this is the real experience of Susan.

Indeed, the atmosphere between them has been completely changed. Although Tomatsu Tomoka is faced with such silence, she is still happy as long as she can be with him.

But Jun Matsueda didn't think so. He just wanted to end their alone time as soon as possible.

"Tomatsu-san?"

"Ah, that's right. The chairman said that in addition to the two executive members from each class, the class leaders will also be involved in the executive committee to provide supervision and other responsibilities. Further changes to the content will be announced when preparations for the cultural festival begin."

"Okay." Matsueda Jun nodded, and the two walked into the classroom. Matsueda Jun walked up to the podium and asked if the original executive committee member needed to be replaced. Tomatsu Yuka, as the deputy class monitor, stood beside him.

Everyone's attention was not on the internship committee, but on Tomatsu Tomoka, who was sitting on the podium with a blank look in her eyes.

The girl's sorrow was carried through the air, reaching their hearts. She and the boy next to her were once the favorite couple of the class. They watched their every interaction silently and supported them quietly.

But now, the girl stood beside him, and the neighbor seemed as far away as the Milky Way.

The afternoon English class did not become more boring or interesting because of the lingering sadness in the classroom until someone broke the dull teaching.

The girl pushed open the back door of Class 2's classroom. The sound spread throughout the classroom and everyone turned to look at her.

"Matsueda!" Mochizuki Haruka ran to Matsueda Jun's seat and tried to pull him away, but the boy's weight was beyond her ability to lift.

"I'm sorry, teacher!" He first apologized loudly to the teacher, then pointed to the corridor. The woman on the podium nodded. Excellent students naturally have privileges, not to mention that the person who came in was the daughter of the Mochizuki family.

"Go outside first." Jun Matsueda whispered to the girl and followed her hurried footsteps out of the classroom.

After a brief commotion, Class 2, Grade 1 returned to calm, but Tomatsu Touka could feel many eyes secretly looking at her.

It seems that what she said to Mochizuki Haruka has come true, so quickly that even Tomatsu Tomoka herself did not expect it, but she did not feel much gloating in her heart.

Just one more pitiful and hateful person.

The two walked to the empty classroom on the other side, "What's going on?" asked Jun Matsueda.

"Auntie is unconscious again. Last time, she felt a little sleepy and lay on the table for a while but never woke up. This time, she fainted while walking on the lawn at home." Wangyue Yao looked anxious, "Let's go quickly."

She took a few steps towards the door and suddenly turned around to find that Matsueda Jun was still standing there motionless. She hurriedly turned around and tried to pull him, but he dodged her.

"What are you doing? Go away!" The girl looked at Matsueda Jun.

"Just go, okay?" Matsueda Jun didn't know why Mochizuki Haruka insisted on dragging him along. He was obviously just an outsider to the Mochizuki family.

"I'm just a bystander. What role can I play if I go there?"

"It looks like your aunt's condition will continue to recur. Do I have to go with you every time she has an attack?"

"It's okay after school, but now it's class time and I need to study."

"Let me remind you again, I'm not your follower. I have no obligation to follow you all the time."

Jun Matsueda said these words without any anger. He was just reminding Party A as Party B that these were not within the scope of the contract requirements.

Only then did Mochizuki Haruka remember that her current relationship with Matsueda Jun was not much better than that with Tomatsu Tomoka.

Jun Matsueda walked towards the classroom, and the girl quickly stood in front of him.

"Mochizuki Haruka-san, I have to go back to class."

The girl lowered her head.

"Then I beg you."

Jun Matsueda remembered Yamamimi Moki's bow.

"Without my aunt, I have no one to rely on."

"I don't want to trade money or anything else with you anymore."

"That's so tiring."

The girl looked up at him, her eyes full of fatigue.

"I don't want to always think about what you want, what I have, and how much it will cost to impress you."

"You told me to be honest about my feelings, didn't you?"

"I've been calculating lately, making deals with others, and convincing various doctors and teams to come here. I can't sleep well every night. As soon as I close my eyes, I think about what to do."

"What should I do, aunt?"

"What about the Mochizuki family?"

"what should I do?"

"I know you're going to say this has nothing to do with you."

"But that day on the rooftop was the most peaceful sleep I've ever had."

"You are the only one I can rely on."

Jun Matsueda watched the girl's tears well up.

What he didn't know was that the girl rarely cried before she met him. Wang Yuehua had always thought that his niece was a strong child and had rarely seen the little girl cry.

Perhaps the total amount of tears a person sheds in his or her lifetime is fixed. Mochizuki Haruka rarely cried before, simply because she gave all her tears to Matsueda Jun.

"I always feel that everything I once owned and relied on will go with my aunt."

"only you."

"You're all I have."

"So I can only beg you, be moved by me, be the one who can stand by my side just because I am Mochizuki Haruka."

The girl lowered her head and placed her hands on his chest.

"Please, be my savior."

Chapter 73: Savior, Tragedy and Hero

"It's not a wise decision to rely too much on one person."

Whether in his previous life under the red flag or in the welfare home in this life, Jun Matsueda always knew that there has never been a savior.

But Wangyue Yao couldn't listen at all. She still held his chest with both hands, lowered her head and said nothing.

Matsueda Jun sighed, "Let's go. Once we get to the hospital, let's see what the doctor says."

Then the black car drove towards the road leading to Setagaya.

The two sat outside the clinic. Jun Matsueda looked at the girl wiping her cheek with a wet wipe and fell into thought.

Did my aunt wake up the last time I went there, causing her to have unnecessary expectations?

After the diagnosis indicator light dimmed, Mochizuki Haruka walked into the clinic. Before opening the door, she looked back at Matsueda Jun.

Matsueda Jun waved his hand to indicate that he would not run away, and the girl then walked into the white room.

After Mochizuki Yao walked out of the clinic with a slightly gloomier expression, the two of them walked towards the ward on the top floor.

"How did the doctor determine that?"

Mochizuki Haruka held a large stack of papers in her hands, covered in various charts and graphs. "We did a brain angiogram, and the coma symptoms aren't related to cerebral blood vessels. It's probably a problem with the brain nerves."

"The same diagnosis as in the simulation." Her tone was like a snowflake falling into Lake Ashi, without any ripples.

"Nothing has changed since the simulation?"

The elevator door closed, hiding the girl's gloomy face. "Yes, the first symptoms appeared on the same day, but earlier than in the simulation."

"That means the simulation situation can change. Maybe it's because you insisted on having her have a checkup before that the discovery was made earlier this time?"

"Maybe." Matsueda Jun's optimistic attitude didn't impress her as the girl walked out of the elevator. "Don't worry about how to comfort me. Just staying by my side is the greatest comfort."

Jun Matsueda wondered whether he was pethidine or aspirin.

After entering the ward, Matsueda Jun saw the sleeping beauty lying on the bed again. There was a faint smile on Mochizuki's face, and she looked like she had a good dream.

His aunt was sleeping so soundly, but his niece could no longer sleep well. He sighed in his heart and sat on a chair against the wall.

Wang Yueyao sat beside the hospital bed, looking at the woman's peaceful sleeping face. As if she felt the distance was too far, she stood up and bent over to look closely at the face that had grown up with her.

The woman still looked like a girl on campus, a little immature, with no sign of change until a few tears fell on her face.

Wangyue Yao hurriedly wiped it away with her fingers, but she couldn't wipe it away completely. After a while, she realized that she was crying.

She had cried so much during this period that she no longer felt anything.

The girl had to move to the end of the bed, away from the woman, so that she could control her emotions.

Jun Matsueda looked at the girl with her back to him. Her hair was simply spread out with some messy curls at the ends. She used to change her exquisite hairstyle every day, but she hadn't seen it for a long time.

"What if my aunt dies?" The girl still had her back to him.

"Why is it Auntie?"

"She has done so many good things, why is it her?"

"Mom and Dad too, Auntie too, please don't leave me alone!"

The girl turned to face him, her hands clenched into fists, trembling.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Is this my fate?"

"If you're going to take me away, why don't you take me with you?"

The trembling of heartbreak gradually spread from her hands to her arms and climbed up her shoulders.

"...Why do you think so?" The girl's tearful eyes could no longer see the boy in front of her.

She took two steps forward and knelt down, her knees pressing on the toes of Jun Matsueda's shoes.

"Even if it's just for today, can you lend me your body?"

Before Jun Matsueda could answer while sitting on the chair, the girl had already laid her upper body on his legs and was crying.

Jun Matsueda has seen a lot of misfortunes in the welfare home, but this has never made him insensitive. Instead, it has made him more willing to use the soft touch of his heart to comfort another wounded heart.

What a person needs at this moment is not a lot of verbal comfort or sympathy, just a presence to accompany her.

Jun Matsueda placed his left hand on the girl's head, stroking it gently, and patted her back with his right hand, just like he did in the welfare home to comfort the crying children who were awakened from their naps.

Wangyue Yao cried for a long time. When she was tired of crying, the girl sat on the ground like a child, put her arms around his waist, and fell asleep with her upper body leaning against him.

Jun Matsueda remained silent until the girl fell asleep and stopped moving, then he spoke softly.

“Misfortune needs no reason to choose a person, just as fortune needs no reason to choose a person.”