Am I being simulated by their love affair?

"I'm not that fragile." Matsueda Junya walked to the railing, "Tomatsu-san, you don't need to worry about me."

They stood on the side of the teaching building and could see the white walls of Kugayama General Hospital in the distance.

"Even though you say that, you still feel lonely, right?"

The girl looked at his profile. Matsueda Jun's hair was disheveled in the wind, making him look less intimidating.

He did not answer the girl's question, but he did not refute it either.

Some parents came out from the corridor downstairs, holding their children's hands to tour the campus.

"I understand," Tomatsu Yuka continued, "when I was in junior high school, I was always one of the last people to leave."

"Everyone had left school one after another, and I was the only one still waiting for my mother's car at the school gate. I felt like I had been abandoned by the whole world."

"Back then I could see the sunset every day, but later I felt that watching the sunset was a very lonely thing."

The girl did not mention her parents' divorce when she was in the first grade of junior high school. She did not bring up this topic just to gain sympathy.

"So when I first started attending Haneda, I immediately noticed Matsueda-san."

"My experience in junior high school taught me that if you want to know whether a person has friends or not, just look at how he leaves school."

"Matsueda-san talks to a lot of people at school every day, but he always leaves the school alone after school."

Tomatsu Tomoka's face moved closer, and a few strands of hair swayed around her face, making the girl's purity more vivid.

"That's when I knew you smelled like me."

“The taste of loneliness.”

Their faces were turned away from the sun, hidden in the faint gray shadows.

Jun Matsueda had to admit that Tomatsu Tomoka was sharp enough to see through people's hearts.

He thought he was used to living alone, but when he walked past those parents in the afternoon, he still felt out of place.

Just like chasing the wind is not an easy thing. When the weather is cold and there is a strong wind, his eyes will be blown red.

These are all physiological reactions and cannot be suppressed.

"You look like you've gone back to July." Jun Matsueda walked to the railing on the other side. There were still many people at the school gate. He saw the man next to Ken Sakamuro. Both father and son were very tall.

"Matsueda-san, are you saying that I was better in July?" The girl smiled and walked over to him. "On the contrary, I think I'm stronger now."

"Is your three-way talk over?" Jun Matsueda didn't think Ms. Tomatsu would allow her daughter to get close to him.

"Well, Mom has gone back to work."

The families downstairs were some warm and some cold. Two lonely people stood on the rooftop, watching the drama unfolding on the ground.

"What are you thinking about, Matsueda-san? Tell me everything."

"Our relationship isn't good anyway, you can treat me like a trash can and don't care about anything."

"I'll let you go after all these damn adults are gone."

The girl took out a tissue and put it under her skirt. She sat on the ground with her hands on her knees.

"It's said that the door to the school rooftop is not supposed to be open, but there are always students who find ways to open it, and even punishment is useless."

"Later, the school simply opened the door to the rooftop, so we can stand here now." Jun Matsueda looked at the sun hanging obliquely in the sky. It was not bright, and the light was deep and quiet, just right.

The girl laughed, her eyebrows curved, "I've never heard of such a thing."

"There are several old posts related to this on the school forum." Jun Matsueda was still standing by the railing, with the girl's skirt right at his feet.

Then there was only the whistling sound of the wind.

"Is there nothing else you want to say?" Tomatsu Tomoka asked unwillingly.

Matsueda Jun shook his head. "It's just a parent-teacher conference. From elementary school to high school, how many times do you think I've been through this?"

"And even if I have something on my mind, I don't have to tell you."

There is a person and a cat in his house, a creature between a person and a cat, and he has plenty of people to chat with.

"It seems that being a trash can is not that easy..." The girl smiled a little distressedly.

"But the rooftop is indeed more comfortable than the current classroom." He closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the wind in his ears.

"At least there won't be curious parents walking around the classroom asking you questions."

Jun Matsueda gripped the railing tightly, and a few bits of peeling paint floated downstairs.

"There won't be all those strange smells that middle-aged people have, cheap perfumes, age-related odors, and so on." Tomatsu Tomoka breathed in the fresh air on the rooftop.

"There are spray cans here." The girl pointed to the concrete fence in front of her. Several spray cans were lying horizontally or vertically in the corner.

"It should be left by our predecessors." Jun Matsueda looked around. There were many graffiti left on the concrete fence. Some of them were made a long time ago and had been washed away by rain and could not be seen clearly.

Tomatsu Tomoka picked up one and shook it. There seemed to be spray paint inside. She pressed it against the wall.

With a "chi chi" sound, a black spot gradually grew larger on the wall.

"There's still some in there!" She looked at Matsueda Jun, "Matsueda-san, do you want to spray something?"

He refused, and the girl stared at the wall for a while, then sprayed a cylinder, added the lines of a trash can, and wrote a few crooked words inside that looked like trash.

When we returned to the classroom, there were fewer parents. Jun Matsueda's interview was originally scheduled later, and the three-party interview was basically over.

The two walked out of the classroom and went their separate ways, he went to the bicycle shed, and Tomatsu Tomoka went to the school gate.

When he pushed his bicycle to the school gate, the girl was still standing there.

"Mom forgot to pick me up when she got busy." Tomatsu Tomoka's smile turned distressed again.

Jun Matsueda stopped the car beside her. After a few seconds, the girl asked in confusion.

"Matsueda-san isn't leaving?"

He shook his head and said, "Wait until your car arrives."

Tomatsu Tomoka could have left with her mother after her interview, but she stayed because she was worried about Matsueda Jun.

They didn't say anything, just watched the cars speeding by on the road and the old man walking his dog slowly.

Only when the familiar top of a car appeared at the end of the slope, reflecting the sunlight at the intersection, did Jun Matsueda get on his bike.

The girl stood behind him and waved goodbye.

Chapter 138 The Lost and Found Bedroom

"Jun-nii, Jun-nii, I'm already preparing for the entrance exam to Haneda."

Jun Matsueda stood on the balcony, watching a couple walk into the cafe downstairs, and the girl's high-spirited voice came from the phone.

"I think I still have some materials I used to prepare for the entrance exam in my room. You can take a look at them."

He turned around and saw Mochizuki Haruka sitting at the dining table, looking at him. The sound of the range hood and the aroma of meat came from the kitchen.

"Can you still find the key to my room?"

"Of course, it's been in my drawer!" Someone else's voice came from the other end of the line. "It's time to eat. I'll call you next time."

"Tell the director, grandma, that I'll be back at the orphanage during the New Year."

"Know it!"

Kurusu Yoyo walked out of the kitchen and saw hamburger patties and shrimp tempura on the table.

"Songzhi! I want to complain!" She put the last plate of vegetable salad on the table with an indignant expression on her face.

"Do you know what Mochizuki Haruka did?" The girl pointed in the direction of the balcony.

"I was just making a phone call on the balcony, of course I saw it." Jun Matsueda pulled out a chair and sat down.

Because the distance between each room in the housing estate is relatively small, the balconies of 506 and 507 are very close to each other.

Although it is very close, there is still some distance between them. However, now Mochizuki Yao has removed some of the railings, and they are completely connected, so people can visit each other.

"Does the landlady know that you are doing this?" He looked at the girl next to him who had no idea how to eat the hamburger meat, and used chopsticks to help her cut up the large piece of meat.

"I've paid." Mochizuki Haruka used a few words to explain the legitimacy of her actions.

"Damn rich people..." Kurusu Yoshi bit the tempura hard, and the fried shrimp was cut in half with a crisp crackling sound.

"So you're finally going to live next door?" Matsueda Jun's request was not high, as long as Mochizuki Haruka didn't sleep in her own room at night.

The girl nodded with great difficulty. She had been trying every possible way to occupy the bedroom of 507 for a long time these days, but Matsueda Jun was unmoved and firmly defended her right to sleep alone.

"Your foot injury is almost healed, and the balcony has been renovated, so just live next door." Matsueda Jun nodded with satisfaction. "Just come to me and Kurusu if you need anything."

After dinner, it was still Jun Matsueda who washed the dishes. Haruka Mochizuki walked to the sink and watched his hands washing the dishes under the faucet.

"School trip, is that confirmed?"

"Hokkaido, are you going?" Jun Matsueda first scrubbed the plates with dishwashing cotton, then put them under the faucet to rinse off the foam.

"Can't you not go?" The girl grabbed the corner of his clothes and asked pitifully.

"No." He put the washed dishes into the cupboard and picked up the rag to wipe the countertop. Although Lai Qi Yangshi liked to cook, he didn't like to clean up, so the countertop was always a mess.

Unless there are special circumstances, everyone is required to participate in the school trip, and Mochizuki Haruka certainly is not a special case for him.

The girl walked back to her room and picked up the school trip brochure on the desk, which contained the itinerary and sightseeing arrangements for Hokkaido.

"If we go together, would you consider going back to school?" Jun Matsueda walked into the bedroom. He felt it was time to find something for her to do.

The more decadent you are, the more idle you are, and the more idle you are, the more decadent you are. This is a terrible cycle.

The girl shook her head and said, "I'll go there myself when the time comes."

Going to Hokkaido just to see Jun Matsueda was no different from just going to another place to daydream for her.

"I've never even experienced a school trip..." Kurusu Yoshi shouted from the living room, "I want to go skiing in Hokkaido, too!"

"Once you reach the top of the Tokyo entertainment industry, you can go to Hokkaido whenever you want." Matsueda Jun comforted her.

"By then, I'll have to finish the photo shoot in the morning and fly to Hokkaido in the afternoon. The agency will have to pay for the airfare..."

Kurusu Yoshi cannot accept the fact that she has to stay alone in 507, she would rather immerse herself in her own fantasy.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Jun Matsueda lay alone in bed. After many days, he finally had his own bedroom again. The difficulty of regaining what he had lost made the wooden bed beneath him feel soft.

However, his pleasure did not last long. At two o'clock in the middle of the night, he was awakened by the open bedroom door.

"..."

Mochizuki Haruka stood at the end of his bed. The girl's long hair had not been cut for some time and was almost hanging down to her back.

"I can't sleep..." she whispered, her tone timid, like a child who had made a mistake and was afraid of being beaten.

Jun Matsueda got up from the bed and walked out of the bedroom. Haruka Mochizuki followed him. When they passed the balcony, a gust of night wind blew and the girl shivered.

He walked into the bedroom next door in the dark and said to the girl, "Lie down on the bed."

Mochizuki Yao climbed onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and stuck her head out of the darkness to look at him.

"Where's the maid?"

"I didn't want to see anyone else, so I asked her to go home."

He sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. "Or is it The Little Prince?"

She nodded, not caring whether Jun Matsueda could see it or not.

"Through conversations with the little prince, I gradually learned about his asteroid, his escape, and his journey..."

"Ah! My little prince... Just like that, bit by bit, I gradually came to understand your melancholy little life. For a long time, your only interest was to admire the sunset."

Matsueda Jun paused for a moment, remembering what another girl had said: watching the sunset is an extremely lonely thing.

Mochizuki Haruka moved in the quilt, she didn't know why he suddenly stopped.

"'In one day I watched the sunset forty-three times!' said the little prince. 'You know—when you are sad you love to watch sunsets.'"

"Were you sad then? The day you watched the forty-third sunset?"

In his sleepy trance, Jun Matsueda almost thought that he was talking to Tomatsu Tomoka on the rooftop, but there was no wind in the room, and memories were always so inappropriate.

"The little prince made no reply..."

"Why don't you recite anymore?" Mochizuki Haruka's body moved a little under the quilt towards Matsueda Jun.

"They're going to have a fight afterwards." He was debating whether to skip this part.

"Go ahead, it's okay." The girl was a little curious about the quarrel. She and her aunt had never quarreled.