People in Tokyo, the world is clear

It's a rather strange experience.

However, amidst this torrent of emotions, there is one thought that is quite certain.

I kind of missed my boyfriend's embrace and kisses, and how he was obsessed with me.

And those words that make your heart beat faster, which are only whispered in your ears in private.

All of them are happiness that can be held firmly in the hands and hugged tightly in the arms.

"For me, knowing that you like and cherish me is enough to make me happy."

"The rest...I'll leave it to you."

"You'll have the answer. You've always been pretty good at this, haven't you?"

The girl propped up her chin and said this to the moon, which could not hear her at the moment, and to him, who also could not hear her.

Ito Nishika has always been a child who doesn't like extravagance and comparison.

From childhood to adulthood, it has always been like this.

Chapter 88: Summer Night's Wish

Before I knew it, the evenings in my daily life had become part of summer.

Lin Sen didn't notice this from the rising temperature.

Although the stars in the night sky outside the window were indeed clearer and the air coming in through the window was gradually warmer, it was not the change in weather that really woke him up.

Instead, there were new sneakers placed on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, and a watch placed next to it.

It was also the increasingly thin shirt draped over the dining table chair, waiting for him to get up the next morning—

These were all men's clothes that had been bought for him as gifts by a certain flamingo and then left with her after being rejected:

"I didn't expect you to still have these."

"After all, Mr. Pretender likes to humiliate others by refusing to accept gifts. So, I'll just keep it as a depreciating asset."

"What's the point of bringing it here? Is it too valuable to carry around?"

"You are so self-righteous, but you think highly of yourself."

Sasagawa Rio rolled her eyes. "If Ito hadn't said she was still short of someone's summer clothes, these things would probably still be in the waste paper box I use as a bed footstool at home."

"you mean..."

Lin Sen was answered with a few banknotes:

"Your share of the revenue."

This money-sharing action, which had already become part of daily interactions over the past two months, instantly made the young people, who understood it immediately, open their mouths:

"So that silly girl bought these from you?"

"After all, Mr. Slow-Eyes is still wearing his thick spring clothes today. He hasn't even prepared for the weather change. What kind of trivial things has he been thinking about?"

For some reason, the woman's tone became inexplicably sharp when she casually asked this question.

But it quickly turned into a sigh, and without asking for an answer, he just looked around the small living room of the apartment and found the coat hanging by the window to dry:

"...That was quite unexpected. I was expecting to see someone's messy laundry at Ito's house. But, I found out that they cleaned it themselves."

"So, in your mind, I'm the kind of lazy bum who leaves all my laundry to others to deal with?"

"Obviously, a self-aware ruler would 1000% be the one who would do such a thing."

"What a mess of weird stereotypes."

In fact, after being single for many years, Lin Sen has become accustomed to handling household chores on his own.

So much so that when I noticed my clothes were disappearing inexplicably a few days ago, my first reaction was that my house had been burglarized. Then, belatedly, I ran next door, pinched Ms. Ito's face, and while she was flailing and moaning, I pulled the outer clothes that belonged to me out of her washing machine and took them home.

Although having a girl to wash and hang clothes for you is a happy thing, after all, I have to control the amount of laundry detergent I use due to the habit I have developed over the years.

To the extent that I would feel inexplicably uncomfortable if I didn't open the washing machine at a certain time every day to take out the rolled-up half-wet cloth and dry it in the sun.

Lin Sen firmly believes that this is an undoubtedly excellent habit.

But someone seems to agree only halfway with his point:

"In fact, being able to take good care of the lives of those close to you can also bring a sense of accomplishment."

"How could I possibly hear such words of experience from a man who had once asked me for advice on household chores?"

"Sometimes, sharing personal chores with each other is a sign of trust and can bring a sense of security." Flamingo, whose secrets were exposed, glared at me. "People derive a certain pleasure and peace of mind from being relied upon by others in their daily lives. Conversely, being overly protective of personal matters can, to some extent, indicate ulterior motives."

"There's been an increase in weird and twisted theories."

Lin Sen shrugged.

But for some unknown reason, he grabbed the clothes hanging on the chair and smelled the fresh scent on them.

Not really, the lavender scent that your neighbor's washing machine has.

In other words, this woman specifically found it, washed it at home, and brought it here after drying it in the afternoon sun?

Then he subconsciously said:

"Thanks for your hard work."

"..."

Yu Guangzhong looked away at the woman who had remained silent for a moment and spoke hurriedly, "Don't make any strange associations. I'm just... used to taking care of things I bring to others."

"so."

The insincere look suddenly made people feel complicated.

This woman always spoke in such an adorably awkward way - and that was why, when she completely opened up and expressed her feelings that night a few days ago, her first reaction was a palpable surprise that overshadowed all other emotions.

He was almost frozen in shock, completely stunned by her words.

It was not until now, when I slowly recalled it, that other emotions came to me belatedly.

I also sensed the weight of what she expressed at that time——

What a heavy emotion that must be, to make a person who is always shy express his true feelings with all his strength?

At this point, I actually felt a little bit of self-blame.

Before, I took it for granted that the woman in front of me definitely did not take this contractual and utilitarian marriage between the two of us seriously.

However, they did not realize that behind her habitually disdainful words in daily interactions was her efforts to manage her family life.

He wasn't known for his subtlety and sensitivity, but in this situation, no matter how slow he was, he should have reacted.

She had never taken anything between them lightly—either her own relationship or this marriage that was born out of chance.

But at that time, I hurt her so naturally - it was like I was talking about an extremely ordinary thing, and I mentioned the word divorce to her without any preparation.

It was equivalent to cruelly denying everything she had done quietly before and ignoring all her hidden intentions.

Granted, I was troubled by a tangled web of relationships and emotions at the time—but that wasn't a valid excuse at all.

It hurt her so directly. And then, only now, she belatedly sensed the signs that had actually appeared in her life a long time ago, and only then realized that she had long been a part of her life.

Then, a thin, long, and endless sense of guilt began to flow through my chest.

What makes people feel even more distressed is her reaction afterwards - after the huge stress at the moment of injury, it was as if she accepted everything in just one night.

The bird that was once caged seems to have long been accustomed to being deprived.

Then, she would look for the part of the current situation that could comfort herself - for example, she would sneak off to places like arcades to reminisce about the past and awaken some of the longing and joy hidden in her heart.

Her wounds were always hidden beneath her feathers. Then, with her long neck raised, she seemed to transform into a noble yet clumsy flamingo, her blood flowing across her red skin, blending into the most commonplace background color of her body.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Sen had not handled the matter between him and her properly - but at this moment, the guilt and heartache that came with this thought were actually inappropriate emotions.

You don't have to do something only when you are driven by these two emotions.

Lin Sen tried to face the deepest part of his heart - if this woman named Sasagawa Riya were to leave his life tomorrow, what would be his first reaction?

Is it the blessing of a close friend who knows you all the way home?

Or, like hearing someone else plan to leave...

"."

The answer becomes obvious.

The affection between him and her was like a young branch that had just taken root, still in urgent need of being watered slowly and clumsily to allow it to grow, but it had already long since died without being broken.

Lin Sen is not good at dealing with emotions - after all, in his entire past life, until four months ago, he had never dealt with the opposite sex of the same age.

All relevant experience started from scratch.

At this time, we have to face the most complicated emotional situation.

But despite this, one thing that is extremely clear in my mind is that dealing with anything without procrastination or entanglement will always be the creed of life.

There must be an answer waiting there, whether good or bad.

So I followed the guidance of my heart, stretched out my palm and grasped the slender hand, intending it as a starting point for an open and honest conversation.

then.

The hand in the palm of his hand quickly and actively pulled out, grabbing the silver fork on the plate of sushi supper.

next second.

The woman used her free hand to knock over the phone receiver and quickly tried to dial the 110 number she had just dialed.

"hiss."

Lin Sen, who was taking a deep breath, was actually a little surprised by the clear expression of anger that appeared on Ms. Li Ya's face at this moment.

Obviously, there must be some misunderstanding.

However, the current focus is obviously to avoid disturbing the Metropolitan Police Department operator on duty.

The action of letting go, standing up and putting hands together is almost done in one go:

"No harm meant! Please calm down."

"The one who should be calmer is the beast in human form, who has been corrupted by the beast's thoughts."

Sasakawa Rio stood up and took two steps back, holding her fork. "Disgusting, despicable, unable to control her perverted needs..."

"Ah this."

After thinking hard, I guessed that the action of touching the flamingo just now triggered the alarm and counterattack mechanism in the heart of a flamingo.

In short, the image of me in her mind at this moment is probably not good.

Perhaps, I have become that ugly person who is eager to vent something and does not care about the object.

Thinking of this, he moved his chair back a little, then raised his hands high in a French military salute, allowing the other party to look at him from head to toe.

After Ms. Ri Ya confirmed that there was no threat, he waited for her to sit back in the chair across from the table.

Wait until she bites her lower lip and glares at me.

"I'll stay one more night after your autograph session the day after tomorrow. After that, Ito, I'll be back."

"Until then, please maintain the basic manners of a gentleman... If you are unable to do so, I will use weapons and the phone as appropriate to assist you."

As she spoke, the female editor pulled out a Swiss Army knife she had seen before:

"Please don't waste your time on this useless body that you have no interest in, just for entertainment."

"For me, this is a disqualification and... humiliation."

Maybe there are some misunderstandings involved.

In short, today's flamingo is a big hedgehog.

This is also the result of the cause she planted before - it seems that this woman is now convinced that she is the unattractive type at present and will be for a long time.

Therefore, it is natural to regard the current situation as a kind of contempt and humiliation.

So, I continue to mess up the relationship management aspect.

Or maybe it was his own fault - after all, when he should have responded, Lin Sen acted so self-righteously that he completed the cosplay of Liuxia Hui.

The relationship between the two was twisted into an extremely embarrassing situation.