Am I being simulated by their love affair?

The girl shook her head again. Isn't this equivalent to speaking ill of Youhua? She would never admit it.

"So what do you want, Senior?"

Yamami Miki stared at the cloudy latte art on her coffee and fell into silence. The crows on the bungalow opposite were calling loudly, as if mocking her stupidity.

"Or, let's just be friends secretly! Just don't let Youhua find out!" The girl made up her mind.

She will never betray her lovely juniors!

"Then I hope that next time you are sick and absent, you can send me a message in person." Matsueda Jun chose to continue to follow the senior's suggestion.

"Sorry..." Yamamiya Mochi felt that she had indeed gone too far before.

"Well, my interview is almost up." He turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall inside.

"Okay, come on, Matsueda-san!"

The girl was still sitting at the coffee table on the balcony. She watched Jun Matsueda go downstairs and walk into a vintage shop a street away.

Yamami Matsukio drank the last sip of coffee and watched the marshmallow-like clouds floating over Shimokitazawa on the sun-drenched terrace.

Perhaps meeting Matsueda-san today is more fortunate than she thought, the girl thought.

If I hadn't met him, I might never have had the chance to hear the hint of loss hidden in the noisy crowd, and the two of us would never have had the chance to talk it out.

For the people she admires, Yamami Moki is not willing to be just a friend who can be abandoned by them at any time, whether it is Matsueda Jun or Tomatsu Tomoka.

Only by becoming someone indispensable to them can a girl feel that she is not so ordinary.

Half an hour later, Jun Matsueda said goodbye to the excited store manager, walked out of the vintage store, and found a girl in a green dress sitting on a chair outside the door.

"I thought the senior had left."

Yamami Maki shook her head. She took off her scarf, revealing her fair neck. "I'm still waiting for the results of Matsueda-san's interview."

"Of course it passed."

"Congratulations!" The girl covered her thighs with a white scarf and raised her hands to applaud.

"Then can Matsueda-san still accompany me to the last place?"

"Senior sister is obviously a patient, but she still wants to visit so many places. Is that really okay?" Matsueda Jun felt a little helpless.

Yamami Moki stared at him with pitiful eyes.

"let's go."

The last stop of the day was Hikawa Shrine in Koenji. Yamami Matsukio took a taxi to bring the two of them here.

Jun Matsueda stood in front of the torii gate with the plaque that read "Weather Shrine." "Didn't you say you were here to buy a gift for a friend?"

"Yes." The girl nodded seriously. "This is the only shrine in Neon where you pray for good weather. I'm here to buy a sunny doll."

"Sunny Dolls?" He looked at the large number of colorful little things with smiling faces in the shrine.

"My friend is the 'Rain Girl'. I hope the Sunny Day Doll can help her get rid of the bad weather." Yamami Moki walked into the shrine and turned back to smile at Matsueda Jun.

"Besides, you can come here and pray for Matsueda-san's trip to be safe!"

The girl put her scarf back on and clasped her hands together, closing her eyes and praying earnestly, "I hope Hokkaido will clear up and give Matsueda-san good weather for sightseeing."

Standing in the center of the shrine, wearing a white scarf, she looked like a large sunny doll to Jun Matsueda.

"But I really want to see snow." He said suddenly.

"Ah?" The praying girl hurriedly opened her eyes. "Well, well, it wouldn't be good if the snow got too heavy."

Matsueda Jun nodded in agreement, and Yamami Maki frowned and thought for a while.

"Then let's pray that the snow in Hokkaido arrives as expected, neither too heavy nor too light, just as Matsueda-san hoped!"

The two of them looked up inside the square shrine, gazing at the clear sky to the north, which was the direction of Hokkaido.

Jun Matsueda didn't know whether the girl's prayers were effective, but today was indeed a rare good day in late autumn.

The glass is clear and the oranges are brilliant.

Chapter 142: The Dream Before Hokkaido

Jun Matsueda looked at the two open suitcases on the ground.

One is big and the other is small, one is black and the other is white. The big white one is Wangyue Yao's, and the small black one is his own, which he bought when he moved out of the welfare home.

Two empty boxes, Jun Matsueda looked at the girl lying on the bed.

Wangyue Yao is in a bad mood today and is lying on the ground. He should pack up his own things first.

He first put the things he bought with Yamami Matsukori on Sunday into the suitcase, put the slippers in the bag, and placed them sideways against the wall of the suitcase, and put the clothes for changing in the middle. Hokkaido is quite cold, so he should bring a thicker coat.

Put the travel toiletries set in the interlayer, together with the comb and other things, and bring some warming patches just in case.

Just put the power bank and coin purse in the shoulder bag, Matsueda Jun nodded, these were put in according to Yamami Maki's instructions.

A message from a senior student just happened to arrive: "Don't forget to bring the things you bought for Songzhi!"

Jun Matsueda took a photo and sent it over to show that he had remembered her advice well.

Yamami Moki finally sent an emoticon of a chirping and nodding bird, the same as her avatar.

The girl on the other side had just walked out of the bathroom, her beautiful figure shining in the mirror, and she was looking at the pictures on her mobile phone.

Next to the black suitcase, there is a corner of a white suitcase.

"Matsueda-san has two boxes..."

Matsueda Jun closed his suitcase and looked at the girl on the bed. "We're leaving tomorrow, aren't you planning on packing?"

Wangyue Yao lay in bed without moving, "This afternoon, I dreamed of my aunt."

The girl's words had sounded like she was talking in a dream recently, but now her tone was particularly clear.

The bedroom door and windows were closed, but the temperature inside the room dropped as if a cold wind had blown through.

"In the dream, my aunt asked me why I could abandon her with such peace of mind."

Mochizuki Haruka's shoulders were trembling. Matsueda Jun sat down beside the bed and looked at the girl's delicate back.

"I knelt in front of my aunt and cried non-stop... She didn't say a word. I could only look at her feet in front of me."

“But I found there was nothing in front of me.”

Matsueda Jun pressed the girl's shoulders and gently turned her over. Mochizuki Haruka's face was full of tears, and her eyes were looking into the void.

"I don't want to go to Hokkaido anymore." The girl said with tears.

Jun Matsueda supported his hands on both sides of the girl's body, their faces were very close, and Mochizuki Haruka's gaze was forced to focus on him.

"Wangyueyao, you must remember that your aunt's illness is not your fault." He stared into the girl's eyes.

"She can't wake up because you didn't try hard enough. You don't need to be responsible for that."

"The one in your dream wasn't your aunt, it was just your own guilt."

She was still crying and silent.

"Think about it carefully. How could your aunt talk to you in that tone? You are the person she cherishes most." He said softly.

"Maybe my aunt has always seen me this way... I have never been able to help her, and she is the only one who has been taking care of me." Mochizuki Yao turned her face to the side, and the bitter liquid stained the bed sheets with dark spots.

"Don't say that!" Matsueda Jun pinched the girl's face with one hand and forced her to look at him. "If my aunt really heard you talking about her like that, she would be sad."

People pray that their loved ones will always be around because memories will deteriorate over time and lose their original appearance.

Mochizuki Haruka looked at the face of the man in front of her, stretched out her hands and hugged his broad back tightly. She put her head on Matsueda Jun's chest, as if she wanted to shed all the tears that she hadn't shed in more than ten days.

After a long time, she said, "I want to go see my aunt tomorrow."

She wanted to compare the face in her memory with the real one to prevent her memories from being distorted.

"I go with you."

"Um......"

When Jun Matsueda walked out of the bedroom, Kurusu Yoshi just opened the door to the entrance. He walked into the living room and fed the hungry Jinzhi a handful of cat food.

"Why are your clothes so wet?" Miss Idol asked in surprise.

Jun Matsueda tugged at the collar of his shirt and pointed to the girl's bedroom.

"It's not easy for you either. You study, work, and be a mother." Kurusu Yangshi shook his head and took off his boots. "Aren't you tired?"

She and Mochizuki Haruka were half-roommates, and she knew something about the girl's situation.

"The meaning of keeping a promise is," Matsueda Jun poured himself a glass of milk, "that I can sleep peacefully every night."

Lai Qi Yang Shi on the sofa gave a thumbs up, and Jin Zhi, who was eating with her head down, wagged her tail.

After almost half a month, I once again stood in the ward on the top floor of Showa University Toriyama Hospital. In the corridor outside the door were two suitcases leaning against each other.

Jun Matsueda looked at the girl sitting beside the hospital bed, and Haruka Mochizuki stared deeply at the woman's face, their hands held together.

"Aunt, I'm going to Hokkaido."

"You said before that you wanted to see the snow on Tokyo Tower. Matsueda told me that the snow in Hokkaido is more beautiful than the snow on Tokyo Tower."

"He told me to come back and tell you about it after I saw it with my own eyes."

"If Hokkaido is really as good as he said, let's go there together after you wake up."

It was almost time, so she got up and left the ward. Jun Matsueda turned off the lights in the room and closed the door.

The sounds of the two pulleys gradually faded away. After a while, the hurried footsteps of a young girl approached the dark and quiet room.

Mochizuki Haruka pushed open the door breathlessly and returned to the woman's bedside.

She knelt down, took the woman's hand and put it against her face, stroking it inch by inch, from the corners of her pursed lips to her furrowed brows.

"Auntie, don't forget what I look like." The girl said in tears.

Jun Matsueda's shadow appeared at the door, casting a shadow at Mochizuki Haruka's feet. She took a few deep breaths, held his wrist and left the ward.

The two walked out of the hospital gate. Jun Matsueda was going to take the school bus to the airport, while Haruka Mochizuki didn't want to see anyone else, so they had to separate for a while.

"Don't run away halfway, we made an agreement."

Jun Matsueda looked at the girl who got into the car and she nodded.

Wangyueyao watched the figure in the rearview mirror go away. She didn't finish telling her dream last night.

After realizing that there was nothing in front of her, she raised her head and saw the face of Jun Matsueda.

He didn't say anything, just held her in his arms and walked for a while, then put her down and left without looking back.

The girl looked at the dead branches outside the window and thought of the diary in the simulation.

You turned and left

My soul goes into hibernation

The end is the day you come back

I must never be abandoned by him, Mochizuki Haruka said to herself.

A few days later, or even a long time later, she would come back here, sit next to the woman, and tell a story about snow.

I hope the snow in Hokkaido has the magic to heal people’s hearts.

Chapter 143: New Chitose Airport Welcomes All Travelers

The bus rented by the school was very large, and students from classes one and two were all sitting in one bus.

The car was driving on the Metropolitan Loop Route 8. Before departure, the class teacher, Shoko Kominato, said that it was expected to arrive at Haneda Airport in about an hour.

"Actually, it's faster to take the highway. It'll only take about 40 minutes." Hirouchi Aya said as she sat next to Matsueda Jun, "But there's a toll on the highway, so we'll have to waste 20 minutes of all of you first-year students."

"It sounds like Mr. Hirouchi is very dissatisfied." Jun Matsueda looked at the scenery outside the window. The Metropolitan Loop Line 8 runs along the southwest border of Tokyo, which is very unfamiliar to him.

"I could have taken a break these past few days, but it's all because of you and Shengzi's suggestions that I've lost all my vacation time."

Hirouchi Aya stretched, showing off her tight waistline, and poured coffee into her mouth.

"Teacher, you can just think of it as a funded trip with Mr. Kominato." Matsueda Jun smiled. The woman glared at him and walked away with dark circles under her eyes.

After Hirouchi Aya left, Tomatsu Tomoka, sitting on the other side of the aisle, finally caught sight of the obscured figure of Matsueda Jun. She quickly examined him, from his hairstyle and facial features to his forearm and right hand resting on the window sill, nodding with satisfaction, like a painter finding the perfect model.

"If you like it so much, just sit over and take a closer look." Mizushima Miya encouraged her from the side.

The girl shook her head. The time on the road was short and she was not in a hurry. During the four-day and three-night trip, there would be plenty of opportunities for her to be alone with him.