The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

The same is true for Hiroshi.

He reached out to her cold hand, took it, and intertwined their fingers.

The hand holding ours felt soft, and if our clasped fingers slowly loosened and let go, the bell with its withered timbre would ring. Since we couldn't let go, then we wouldn't.

"Stop crying, okay?"

He bent down and kissed the back of her hand.

"Believe me, everyone needs some time to calm down."

No matter who you are, your heart is probably in turmoil right now. Think carefully about whether you should let go or hold on. Time can dilute ties, but it can also deepen them.

"Hiroshi, have I changed?"

Yui stopped crying obediently and said sullenly in Hiroshi's arms.

"No, Yui is still the same as before."

"No, I've changed."

The hands climbed up and went around Hiroshi's waist, hugging him tightly.

"I love you more."

The madness of love.

Boom

At the right moment, as if they had coordinated everything in advance, fireworks burst out from behind the two of them, attracting the attention of both of them.

"this is?"

"Has it already started?" Yui's curiosity was met with a look of understanding on Hiroshi's face. "That's one of the reasons I brought you to Kamakura: the Christmas Eve fireworks display."

The colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, breathtakingly beautiful, and that brief moment of appearance was the end of their life.

"so beautiful."

Looking at the intoxicated girl beside him, Hao Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well then, Yuigahama Yui-san, can you come back with me?"

"Eh? Didn't you say you wanted to watch the fireworks?"

"But it's cold. Can the punishment game be over?"

Yui was wearing thin clothes and a coat, and the two of them were standing on the beach, facing the baptism of the sea breeze head-on. Hiroshi was shivering and trying to hold on until now, and he was almost jumping out of the cold.

puff

As if stimulated by Hiroshi's actions, Yui returned the coat to Hiroshi and put her arms around his.

"Yeah, it's over. Let's go back, or everyone will get impatient waiting. Wasn't it our turn to prepare?"

After putting on his clothes and feeling the heat slowly returning to his body, Hiroshi breathed a sigh of happiness.

"Then go back quickly, the food is getting cold."

Yui, who had been observing silently, shook her head helplessly, her eyes squinting.

"Tsk, there's no rebuttal at all."

Hiroshi looked at her and blinked in confusion.

"what?"

"Can't you guess everything? Try to guess."

"I used to think I could guess, but now I feel like I know nothing."

Looking at Yui sticking out her tongue at him, Hiroshi smiled bitterly. Everything was becoming more and more confusing.

"I really hate people like you."

"Didn't you say you liked me before?"

"That's love. Liking is different from loving. I hate you the most."

"What kind of love is this?"

"None of your business, huh"

"Okay, okay, happy Christmas Eve then."

Under the sky full of fireworks, the girl held the boy's hand and walked towards home.

In the bitter winter, in the snowy scene, the white season brings a sense of winter to people's hearts.

Merry Christmas Eve and Christmas, reunion is happiness.

Preface to distant happiness

In the unheated bathroom, the snow-white light illuminated a pale girl. Her depressed figure sat powerlessly on the cold ground, her body ignoring the coolness of the ground. Her face was full of helplessness, her eyes were red and swollen, and there were obvious traces of tears on her face.

He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time, his eyes filled with difficulty and surprise.

She knew it was possible, but she didn't expect that she would be the lucky one. But what's the point? Just like waking up after that crazy night and seeing that haggard boy, his eyes bloodshot but still holding on, should she still hurt him?

Only a little girl would think that changing someone's mind just because of one night is possible.

Hehe, the two little girls in the restaurant

She had thought that if she became his, he might change his mind, but her curious pursuit that night made her give up the idea.

The sea, the snow, the hug, the expression on his face when he looked at the person in his arms was completely different from when he looked at her. The happiness that seemed to be displayed only for her was really enviable.

Yes, if he changed his mind so easily, there wouldn't be such outstanding girls around him, but why wasn't that person her?

If she had told him her feelings earlier, she would have been the happy one.

Why did I need to know so much? Why did everything go so wrong? Why did I fall in love with him?

She pursed her lips tightly and took out her cell phone with difficulty. Perhaps there was still a glimmer of hope.

She wanted to confirm that if he was happy, then she would choose to be happy with his happiness instead of making a scene in front of him. However, as a smart woman known as an ancient sage, she could not do such a thing.

He skillfully found the note in the contacts, gritted his teeth, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, and with trembling hands, he clicked the dial button.

Doodle

Soon the call was connected. When the familiar voice came, her eyes were instantly covered with mist. She clenched her fists and took a deep breath.

"Hello, Xiaohui? What's going on?"

"Um Hiroki. Are you free?"

He pinched his nose and gritted his teeth, forcing himself to speak in a normal tone.

"Um, now? Wait a moment, please."

There was a hesitant voice coming from the phone. Xiaohui could vaguely hear a girl's voice beside him. Dagai must be his sister, because that's what the person on the line called him. After a conversation, his hearty voice sounded again in the receiver.

"No problem, where shall we meet?"

Success! He agreed! But knowing the answer was imminent, he felt increasingly sad and fearful. His hand subconsciously rested on his abdomen, his expression instantly regaining composure. His clear, cool voice carried the chill in the air, his mind clear as he considered everything for the best solution.

"Do you know the commercial street next to the school? My home is nearby."

"Eh? Should I go to your house?"

"No, no, it's just that I might not be feeling well recently and it's not suitable for me to travel far, so can we meet there?"

"Of course. Are you okay? Have you seen a doctor? If it's not something serious, we can talk about it next time we meet. Taking care of your health is the most important thing."

"No, it's a very important matter."

It’s a matter of life and death, of the future!

"Is that so? Okay then, I'll be right there. We're at the shopping street, right? I'll call you when I get there. That's it for now."

The receiver beeped again, and her eyes dimmed again as she stared blankly at the terminated call on her phone. Tears could no longer be contained, and they flowed down her face. The sorrowful sound echoed in the narrow space.

"what should I do?"

Must go

Things that have been agreed upon and promised to be done must be done even if the result is that you are bruised all over.

But at the same time, she also decided not to hurt him anymore. She didn't want to see that painful expression again. Hiroshi was a good man, but his tenderness didn't belong to me. I couldn't possess him alone in the past or now.

Even the only struggle has become a mess, turning the originally peaceful and happy days into such a mess.

I don't want to cause him any more pain.

This time, let her bear the consequences. This is the sin she should bear.

If the results come out, then she should make a humble exit.

The school was built in a remote area, so naturally the nearby shopping streets were more run-down than other places. When Hiroshi arrived, he saw a group of children playing and making snowmen on both sides of the relatively old street.

Is this the place where Xiaohui grew up? Did she also build snowmen and play games here as a child, just like these children?

When thinking of that girl, Hao Shu felt an inexplicable complex feeling in his heart. It was not a feeling of love in the traditional sense. In that sense, she was the culprit of the last incident, but the sonorous confession that night and the subsequent dedication made it impossible for him to hate this girl.

Is it just not annoying? There seems to be another kind of sentiment mixed in. To be more precise, it should be derived from the traditional male chauvinism of our country, that men should protect their women from wind and rain.

Well, even if you are unfaithful, you have to be good to your woman. It seems that this reveals something.

But finally, she's here, the place where she was born and raised.

I took out the first number in my phone call log, dialed it and was quickly connected.

"I'm coming."

The sound comes from the back, a dual channel sound that overlaps with the earpiece.

"Eh? Have you been waiting for a long time? Why didn't I see you when I walked over?"

Turning around, a girl caught my eye. She was wearing a Lolita-style dress and small brown leather boots. She was very cute. She had on a heavy makeup that she had never worn before, as if she was covering something. However, this youthfulness was mixed with a bit of maturity, which was a bit amazing.

What happened? Hao Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, speculating secretly in his heart.

"No, my house is right next door, and I saw you coming from the window, so I came down."

"Okay, so what is it you're talking about? It's that very important thing."

"Let's go to the cafe in front and talk. This is not the place to talk."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, the landlord."

"What landlord? He's just a local."

"Local forces?"

"Why do the words that come out of your mouth become?"

"Well, that's one of my few strengths."

"Since when did being a nagging person become a bad thing?"

As they talked and laughed, the distance between them became closer, and Haoshu didn't even mind when Xiaohui accidentally touched him with the back of her hand.

Taking a deep breath, Xiaohui was about to reach out her hand

"Is this the coffee shop?"

"Oh, yes, that's right, this is it."

Startled by the sound, he withdrew his hand, glanced around in panic, and felt a little discouraged.

Haoshu took Xiaohui's hand and walked to an empty seat nearby. After they sat down, he took it back.

"Xiaohui, what do you want?"

Looking down at the menu, Hiroshi didn't notice the hint of joy and resentment in Xiaohui's eyes. What did this mean? A mixture of feelings between love and rejection?

"Just milk."

"I'll have a cup of coffee, waiter."

The order was handed over, but the coffee was not served. He poured two cups of hot water, handed one to Xiaohui and took a sip himself. Then Haoshu finally looked up at Xiaohui and smiled.

"Now can you tell me what happened?"

Today was different. I couldn't force myself to drink the medicine in public this time. So what was going on? It was something very important, something that needed to be discussed.