In literature, when there is a so-called "critical moment", it is often accompanied by a special scene description, such as "on the spring ramp where the cherry blossoms are flying, the boy and the girl meet for the first time", or "it seems that at the point where his fate and her divergence, it will always snow". If the encounter is beautiful, the scene of the encounter must also be beautiful, and if the interaction is heavy, the background of the match will also make people feel the slightest chill.

So, on this rare warm winter day, when I say everything I want to say in a jerky tone, I have reason to expect a good reply. Perhaps there is no need for a vigorous mutual greeting, most likely, look at each other and smile, then hold hands, sit down on the bank of the river, look at the river that has not yet frozen, and chat casually. Apologies first, then joking jokes and forgiveness that doesn't care – just like the days before.

Beautiful imagination has always been like this.

It was only when the words of rejection actually came that I suddenly realized that there was no correlation between beautiful weather and beautiful scenes—and even in literature, "writing grief with music" seems to be a common phenomenon. Just like now, when the warm winter sun hits me, it contrasts with the coldness in my heart.

When rejected, people can't think, and only when their prudent intentions are really rejected, can they experience that feeling of being at a loss. I used to scoff at the scene in the anime where I ran away with tears in my eyes after being rejected, but when I encountered this situation, I realized how real it is to "want to run away".

After reacting, I will also think about how Kogi Senpai, who had a similar mood to me, maintained his grace and did not lose his temper when I was rejected, but at least at that time, all I could do was try to suppress the urge to cry and say goodbye in the most appropriate way.

I don't know if Kogi Senpai said anything else, I didn't even see any of her movements, I just remember that I bowed as hard as possible with a stiff posture, forced a word of "sorry for the interruption" from my throat with great difficulty, and then turned to leave.

I tried my best to resist the urge to run away, and walked away as calmly as I could, keeping my head on the ground because I was afraid that if I looked up and saw Kogi Senpai in front of me, I would lose control of my emotions.

Really, Yubihama Kazuya's character has collapsed!

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It's not that I haven't thought about the outcome of the refusal. But,Subconsciously,I don't think it should be like this.,The little wood Yukina in my impression has always been the gentle.,Will choose to forgive the senior.,That's why I'm very greedy and want to exchange all my daily life with a simple apology.。

I couldn't think about why this was happening, so when I got home, I just rushed back to my room and sat in bed.

Although it doesn't have the feeling of the walking dead some time ago, the pain in my heart is still uncontrollable.

When I heard the sound of the door closing again, I suddenly felt a sense of relief. Yui-san is back, and after discovering my abnormality, my nosy old lady will surely knock on my door again, innocently shouting "Kowa, Kowa", and then clumsily trying to care for me, trying to make me happy, as she had done countless times before.

I unlocked the door of my room, lay on the bed like a little girl, hugged the pillow, waited for my sister to knock on the door, and then tried to let her in and confide in her in as casual a tone as I could.

I know it's a sign of utter immaturity, but I need such an outlet right now.

However, there was no knock at the door that my sister was familiar with.

Hawkers,It's understandable.,Sometimes I'm busy.,So when I go home, I'll bury my head in my own things first.,Usually my sister won't notice my abnormality when I'm not eating.。

However, until the sound of my mother urging me to eat, I didn't hear a trace of my sister's movement.

In the end, I had to leave the room and come to the dinner table on my own.

So, it's a really strange feeling, on the one hand, I'm really sad, I don't want people to know about it, but on the other hand, the only person I feel I can talk to, the only person who is allowed to know my sadness, unexpectedly ignores me, but I kind of take the initiative to ask her to notice me.

What kind of complicated feelings is this?

In fact, Yui-san did look a little absent-minded, and she didn't seem to notice my abnormality at all. After a hasty meal, she quickly returned to her room.

So, when I wanted to seek the comfort of Sister Yui, it was like experiencing a farce.

However, thanks to this way of diversion, the depression in my heart has indeed decreased a lot, and my sister has alleviated my problem in a way of inaction, and if it were not for the fact that she could not think of such a big bend in her way of thinking, I would have thought that all this was my sister's conspiracy.

When we are sad, it is not necessarily difficult to fall asleep, we want to convince ourselves that this is a nightmare, and many times we will be too tired because of too much emotion, although we will close our eyes and remember those things that make us regret, but when sleepiness hits, we will still accept it without hesitation, and hope that tomorrow will be a new day.

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When I woke up, my sister had already gone to school early, and the explanation she left for her family was that there was a duty job in the class. In fact, since I went to the general martial arts high school, even the most decadent time ago, I went to school with my sister, and left first on the so-called duty, which really doesn't seem like my sister's style.

It just felt like she was deliberately avoiding me.

"Isn't it awkward with Yui?Although your sister always accommodates you, you still have to respect your sister when necessary, and don't always let her bear so much alone!"

- I want to apologize if I did something wrong, but the problem is that I haven't had normal communication with my sister since yesterday, and I don't know what happened to my sister during the drastic change in my relationship.

In fact, I think it's more reliable to say that she's in love than to say that I've offended her.

My sister was really avoiding me—as evidenced by the after-school ministry activities.

"Yubihama - Well, your sister said that the projection equipment in today's class is broken, and as a student on duty, she has to find someone to fix it, so she may come later, or maybe even not come. "That's how the snow explained to me about my sister's absence.

For the same lame reason as in the morning, whether under the snow and believe it or not, she would definitely end up with this as a reason not to come to the club, and this should be Yui Hihama's first unexcused absence from work - before, she was even more active in the club than Yukishita as a minister.

"Is there something wrong with her?" asked Xue Xi as a matter of course after reading my sister's email.

"I don't know. ”

"Well, to be specific, did you do anything to make her angry?"

"Why do you think I'm pissing her off?

"Probably just because your sister has always wanted to create an image of your sister, which impresses us too much. "Spread out his hands under the snow.

"But I didn't offend her much, I didn't talk to her much yesterday. ”

- Because of my sister's troubles, I didn't even have time to feel sorry for myself about my rejection, and I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"Well, okay, I just felt a little curious, so I asked. ”

Luckily, Xue Xia is not the kind of person who resolutely asks questions about a possibility without evidence, and her relatively rigorous style reassures me at this time.

The atmosphere in the classroom instantly fell silent.

Without Yui-sama's efforts to liven up the atmosphere and make it noisy, the ministry classroom was instantly a little quiet. All that remains is the sound of a book silently flipping through the snow and the sound of the hands of the classroom clock moving.

I felt a little embarrassed - being alone under the snow was not new to me, and what made me embarrassed was that I suddenly remembered something from some time ago.

Thoughts about under the snow, thoughts about me.

The so-called relationship problems.

When there was a possibility before, coupled with the fact that boys and girls were alone in an enclosed space, the atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous.

"I'll go find Yui-san and see what's wrong with her-"

"-Well, Yubihama, to you, well, it's you, not your sister, I have something to say-"

I stood up and spoke almost at the same time as under the snow.

"Well, you go and check on your sister's situation first, and I can talk about it later. Xue Xia was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, lowered his head, and whispered.

"Ah, well, I'll be back soon. ”

I left with some embarrassment.

Why, I feel that in the past two days, everyone's performance has been a little unreasonable?

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Originally, it was better to follow the twelfth chapter at the beginning, but the third part is a new plot, which will make Yui's plot not know where to insert, which is the reason why I struggled for a long time when I wrote the thirteenth chapter before. (Actually, this problem is solved as long as the last third of this chapter is removed and reduced to 2k, but I don't want to cut corners, after all, the author of conscience (squint smile))

In addition, someone in the group yesterday said that the pace of the first two chapters is too fast.,Normally, these plots can drag on for ten chapters.,emmmmmmm, but sometimes I also think that I sometimes write a chapter with a psychological description, whether it's too watery.,The pace is too slow and so on.,In short, this still has to be weighed.,But I can definitely grasp the big rhythm.。