Chapter 24: What is the Hidden Thing Beneath Loneliness?

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At the dinner table, I chose to be silent, but on the other hand, other people will not enjoy a peaceful dinner at all, well... There are no superfluous topics, and the occasional noise is just about asking about the flavored soup. However, it always felt like something very sticky was surrounding the space, like rice cereal. It's not easy.

After dinner, Yono and Yotsuki also submitted their resignations, and after a simple coping with the past, they finally got a chance to relax. But that's about it.

Ay... I don't know what to think under the snow.,Say a lot and don't say anything.,If you have to choose.,I'm still going to choose the former.,After all, if there's a problem with it, there's a chance to correct it.。。 Say nothing .... Is it the death penalty?

With this nervous and apprehensive mood until the time to lie quietly in bed and prepare for bed, after dinner, the two of us just watched TV together for a while, and the program was controlled by the snow, but each program could not be seen for half an hour before jumping off the stage, and then repeated a few turns before it was time to say good night.

However, it is difficult to fall asleep when you are actually in bed. I don't know when it started, but I already stared at the dark ceiling in a daze, and I wanted to quickly treat all these things as a nightmare.

When I came back today, I felt a little strange when I saw that I was with Yeyue under the snow, the so-called connection between people is not something that can be established at will through a few simple words, and even if a certain connection is established through some means, it is not necessarily that this connection will develop benignly, all in all, the problem of getting along with people is very complicated and difficult. But what's the use of noticing this until now? it's like being suddenly thrown into an unfamiliar environment, with nothing to look for.

At this time, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open by someone who "Kaz", and even walked in directly without knocking on the door....

[Still not asleep?]

With that, the snow approached my bedside.

[...... Isn't there supposed to be a process before saying this... For example, do you knock on the door gently to make sure?]

[Looks like I haven't slept.] ]

She said to herself, and although I followed the voice, I could only see a vague figure standing by the bed because the light was not turned on, and continued

[Also, if you fall asleep, you won't get a response even if you ask.] ]

[Let's not talk about this yet, what's the matter?]

[Oh, what do you think?]

As soon as the words fell, the lamp next to the bed lit up, and then the figure under the snow gradually became clear - wearing a set of pink slightly loose pajamas, although the view is very good, but I care more about what she is holding in her hand... Something that looks like a bottle.

Then, as I looked at me in confusion, I lifted the quilt and sat down on the edge of the bed.

[Snow, Yukino?]

[.... I took off my shirt. ]

[Aha?]

I exclaimed at this, no, compared to my reaction, the reaction under the snow can be called a great change, not only did I look away, but my face also became a little vermilion, very cute, white and red..

[No, I...]

[Take it off!]

[Yes!]

I wanted to hold on for a while, but after glancing at it with a cold gaze, I executed the order like a deflated breath. Hawkers,This skin trauma doesn't need to be medicated at all..

When I took off my coat, I felt a kind of helplessness with a whole body ache when I pulled, but it wasn't unbearable, so... No problem at all. Well, no problem. I comforted myself so much in my heart.

Then, under the snow, the originally cold eyes widened slightly, as if seeing something frightening, the pupils slowly dilated, and then slowly narrowed after a short pause, and it was not only the eyes that changed, but also the hand holding the medicine bottle trembled because it was too hard, and then the gaze wandered from top to bottom.

Maybe out of habit, when I looked down at my abdomen, a reddish-purple mark was very dazzling and stayed there, other parts... It's just a little red.,If you don't pay attention to it a little, you can't see it.,Sure enough, it's still the punch that hit the hardest..

After sighing, he looked at the snow that was still seriously "inspected".

[Well, it's just outside the skin...]

[Seventeen places on the whole body that have bruises or redness, no, no, if you count the face, it should be eighteen, right?]

He turned around under the snow and kept his head down. He sat quietly with his hands on his thighs, and made a calm analysis by the way.

[Nothing big deal...]

[That's for you, it's not a big deal, it's all skin trauma, don't worry, it'll be fine in a few days, it won't have any effect.... What else do you have to say?]

Like the words that have been squeezed out and have long been sealed in my heart, I said these words in a cold and unresponsive voice under the snow, although I was questioning, but I still had my head buried, and I couldn't confirm her expression because I was lying down, and the long hair on my sideburns covered her cheeks. However, I wouldn't be happy to think about it.

I tried to answer this question but couldn't open my mouth, because the words in my subconscious have been included in the words under the snow just now, and it is just a meaningless repetition to say it again, so at this time, there was a short silence.

A few short sobs, yes, sobs, interrupted the silence suddenly.

[Why... Every time...]

The sound of a helpless little girl came out of her nose intermittently, and her shoulders trembled under the snow, followed by a whimper. In this silent space, it turned into a needle tip and stabbed at me without hindrance.

... I, what did I do?

"Bang", my chest seemed to explode, my eyes widened, I struggled to sit up and looked at the snow, no, all I could see was a silhouette, and even then, I didn't necessarily feel much lighter - if I couldn't see it, it wouldn't be uncomfortable, it would be a lie, right?

Looking ahead in a daze, wanting to stretch out my hand but clenching it into a fist for fear of it, and the feeling of losing it as soon as I let go, it was only my mouth that replaced me as an action, swallowed thirstily and lowered my throat, opened my mouth, repeated this action several times, and finally uttered the first word that was swallowed up hoarsely

[I..]

[.... Always, all the time... Why don't you think about it for anyone else until now?]

The voice was soft, but slow, with sad and uncomfortable feelings, as if complaining to someone close to me in a difficult time, and at the same time the whole body slowly leaned down, and fell into my arms, just enough to block the words I was about to continue, gently against my chin, and also covered my nose with a faint fragrance.

Only the slender palm rested on my shoulder, as if to stop himself from sliding, and he grabbed my shoulder hard, followed by a warm dampness and staccato words from my chest

[Still don't get it?] You're not alone anymore..You remember that for me..]

The small voice with supplication and longing is full of that stubborn power. I sat there in a daze, without saying any frustrated apologies or comforting warm words, just letting her hold on like this, venting the things in my heart... Grievances and grievances.

Time passed very calmly, I don't know how long, but when I slowly sat up under the snow and saw those ruddy and embarrassed eyes, the uncomfortable feeling that erupted from me told me for a long time. Ignoring these details, I slowly straightened my body under the snow, stepped over my body and pressed forward, grabbed my shoulders with both hands and pushed back, and I was pushed down on the edge of the bed, but I still maintained a sitting position

When I looked at her suddenly, her face was less than five centimeters in front of me, one hand on the edge of the bed and one hand on my shoulder.

A half-ruddy face like a budding lotus petal, eyes that are still ruddy black pearls, long eyelashes that tremble with a heartbeat, and rosy lips that breathe a little hot breath.

I stared blankly, as if I had forgotten to make the most reasonable move - to become like there was nowhere to escape.

[...]

[...]

Maintained this position for a short pause.

The soft but warm lips like snowflakes gently leaned up, like the comfort brought by drinking nectar, and the breathing and heartbeat seemed to stop at that moment, and slowly came back over time.

――I can still feel it, the fragrant fragrance and. What doesn't belong to me, what was given, is still continuing with wet warmth.