Chapter 20 Slowly, the distance is constantly changing in the quiet daily life (3)

As soon as he walked out of the school gate, he was caught by Yeyue's father and caught the black car that was already waiting at the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Moreover, in addition to me, there is another person who is already in the car, and that is Yeyue. So... Why does it have to be to this extent?

After sitting in, I felt that this car was a bit like a bus for government departments, and the interior decoration was very depressing, although I don't know why, but compared to other private vehicles, the atmosphere here is full of absolute discipline, and everything is black.

The car started slowly, and through the black window, I could vaguely see that everything around me began to retreat, and after maintaining a certain scale, the speed did not speed up, and it moved forward very smoothly.

Then, Dean Yeyue, who was sitting in the driver's seat, exhaled softly and began to speak

[Bikigu, don't you think it's weird?]

[What?]

[Strange to us doing, right?, of course, it can also be described as "self-righteousness.] ]

[Dad...]

Yeyue, who had been closing her eyes beside me, suddenly opened her eyes at this time, and shouted a little anxiously, as if she wanted to stop Mr. Yeyue from continuing the topic, but it didn't have any effect, Dean Yeyue just looked straight ahead and shook his head gently, and continued

[You're my daughter, I know what to do.] ]

[That's enough.] Say no more...]

After saying that, Yeyue slowly lowered her head, and the hands on her thighs clenched their fists tightly for some reason, and became silent... Perhaps, is there really any difficulty? At this time, I could not help but feel this superfluous worry, and even a trace of sympathy arose in my heart.

Her father, who was sitting in front of her, stopped talking, and this went on for about five minutes, and when he stopped at an intersection with a traffic light because it was red, Yezuki's father spoke again

[Xiaoyin's illness... Did you know?]

[... Know]

I frowned, glanced at her beside me, and cautiously replied, crowdphobia... If there are many strange things about her making such a feeling, then this disease is probably the strangest reason.

[She can't go anywhere but school, that's the reality.]

[I know...]

So, why? My eyes unconsciously looked at Yeyue again, she pursed her lips tightly, revealing a lonely expression, and her eyes were closed, because she should be struggling with what she just said. Wouldn't it be nice to accept the reality honestly, at least, until the disease is under control?

[So, have you ever wondered why I would agree to her moving out of school?]

[I don't know]

When I answered, the signal light changed, and as the car started again, it was as smooth as a stationary driving state, and sometimes I even had to judge the movement of the car by what was moving outside the window, and I took a deep breath, do I need to know this kind of thing? What can I do after I know it? In the end, it is just a decision that you have unilaterally made that has nothing to do with me. Does it matter to me whether it is buying an apartment or moving? No, no.

[Would you believe me if I said that you were the cause of this disease?]

[...]

After he said this, I couldn't help frowning, and then slowly turned my eyes to Yeyue's side, but I didn't get any useful information, it seems that at this time, Yeyue herself didn't care about these topics related to her, not even an observer. I took a few deep breaths and **** arrived

[Why.] Would you say that?]

[The last time you took her to the shopping mall, I confirmed it.] ]

[That's it?

[You think only you can think of that method?]

Yeyue's father interrupted me and asked a rhetorical question, with a slightly questioning tone inside.

... Well, am I thinking too simply? Hehe, yes, so a simple way can be imagined by anyone with a little bit of intelligence, right? So, if the method is the same... The only thing that is different is .... Executor only. But that's not enough... I don't accept that it is only through this simple reasoning that it is possible to determine whose responsibility it is!

I took a deep breath, calmed down, and said calmly

[If that's the case.] What about the evidence?]

[Evidence?]

[Whether it's medical evidence or what.] If there is no evidence, it is just speculation. ]

[Oh, what evidence do you need?]

[Whatever you want.]

What did I do? What did I do wrong?

Nightmoon's father's words made me think about this again. At the end of the day, I've just tried to put aside the relationship so far. What's wrong again?

But even then, there will still be all sorts of things going on, and then passing... However, the "responsibility" left behind has been preserved layer by layer, so how to resist in the face of being "responsible"? or accept?

Now I was calmer than usual, staring at Dean Yeyue from the rearview mirror, and after noticing my gaze, I didn't show any wavering, anger or anything else, just continued to speak slowly

[If there is evidence...] Let's talk about you first, before you, since Xiaoyin got this disease, no one can hold her hand, whether it is a doctor or a nurse, not even me. ]

[......]

[You're the only one who asked Xiaoyin to beg me, do you know what I planned for the first day of school?] The moment I saw you, I really wanted you to disappear from school, believe me, I have the right.] In addition, this is the second time to buy an apartment. ]

[....]

[Since that day, Xiaoyin hasn't laughed again... Even when I'm happy, I don't have it at all... Can you understand the pain of being a father who can't see his child's smile? You know what? In order to make her happy, I even quit all my job and spent three years with her at home, three years... It's not a short time, is it?But Xiaoyin is still like that, treating me with the same attitude as she does with books.

[.....]

[Speaking of Xiaoyin itself, she...]

[Daddy!]

Suddenly, with a strong sense of unease, Yezuki joined in the calm conversation, but it was basically her father who spoke, and I didn't know when I chose to be a listener.

[Say no more.]

Half pleading and half worried, Night Moon said this to her father, and when all the voices were gone, Night Moon turned her gaze around, looked at it hesitantly for a few seconds, and then whispered

[I'm sorry...]

[No, there's no need to apologize.] If what I just said is true.]

As I spoke, I raised my head and looked at Yeyue, looking at each other in the dim carriage, I needed a definite answer, and she was the only one who could give me this answer.

After a few seconds, Yeyue looked away a little unbearably.

Ahh

[Even if you tell the truth, what can you do?]

[What do you say?]

Dean Nightmoon stared at him sharply from the rearview mirror, and his tone became very dissatisfied, perhaps because my reaction was not as he imagined.

Regret and repentance... Not at all.

If it is my responsibility to do such a thing, then accept it honestly, if it is all my responsibility, then I can bear it alone, is it useful to regret and repent?

[Nothing]

I shook my head and continued to speak calmly

[Rather, I wonder what I can do?]

Let me be in charge of curing her... It's impossible to make such a boring request, right? So, why?

[Xiaoyin will move next door to live next door from today.] The only thing you need to pay attention to is]

At this point, Dean Yeyue deliberately paused, as if to confirm Yeyue's attitude or my attitude, and continued two seconds later

[Take care of her.]