Chapter 233: Man is a thing with complicated feelings
We are her relatives! Fukuhara Hidetomo frowned.
"Do you have the force of law? Or is Ai-chan on your family's household register? Yuan Ye Shingo said indifferently, as if he felt that this old man was too arrogant, and deliberately sneered twice, "Who knows if you are liars, pretending to be old people and then pretending to be a report to deceive people." β
"You!"
"Alright." Ai Fukuhara's "grandmother" suppressed Fukuhara Hidechi's desire to still speak.
Turning his head to look at him with a smile, he said in a calm tone: "I'm really sorry, it seems that we suddenly came to the door to cause you trouble, but we won't lie, if you don't believe it, you can take this report to the hospital shown on it to inquire." After speaking, he looked at Ai Fukuhara with tender eyes, and said: "Good boy, you can do whatever you want, we won't force you, but your father should also want his tomb to return to his hometown, we are both old and lonely, even if you don't come back, I hope you can come back to see us more often." β
Shingo Harano raised her eyes and looked directly at the old woman, what she said seemed to be very concessional, but every word was a disguised way to make her follow them, and the reason was still standing on the moral high ground.
"I..." Ai Fukuhara looked at his calm and somewhat expectant eyes, and then looked at the two old people beside him, and there was a trace of strangeness spreading in his heart, he didn't want to leave Shingo, but she still remembered what her father said before he died, that is, she wanted to go home, she was young at the time, and she didn't know where home was, but now...
Seeing that she didn't refuse directly, there was a trace of coldness in Harano's heart, and a feeling of loss hit the bottom of his heart.
It seemed that Ai Fukuhara was a little shaken, and the old woman did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but said with a smile: "Then we will go back today first, and come back to visit the next day, I hope Ai-chan can think about it and apologize again." β
After saying that, she pulled Fukuhara Hidechi to get up, and Fukuhara Hidechi also saw something at this time, and sure enough, the old woman was amazing, and the other party couldn't speak out after a few words, so he naturally followed out without saying a word.
Watching the two old men walk out of the door of their house and close the door with their hands, Shingo Harano retracted his gaze and sat down.
Ai Fukuhara sensed his emotions, raised her head and said with a nervous face, "Shingo, I..."
"Okay, I understand, you can make your own decisions about this matter." He barely pulled a smile on his face, his face was a little pale, and he went straight upstairs after speaking.
As for Ai Fukuhara, she lowered her head and sobbed silently.
......
opened the window, silently took out a box of unknown cigarettes from the table in the room, and twisted one with some unskillful movements.
The cigarette was left over from the last time Inoue Ichiro asked him to give it to others, and he didn't take it away, and he also had a lighter.
With his arm on the windowsill, he lit the cigarette with a lighter, took a puff, and choked.
"Ahem... Cough! β
Coughing a few times, relieving the burning sensation in his lungs a little, he actually laughed.
I didn't expect that I swore to live my life without touching these things, and in the end I still couldn't escape the so-called true fragrance theorem.
He took another breath, slowly pulled it into his lungs, and exhaled a lighter puff of smoke, and he felt as if his life had become more psychedelic and foggy, like this smoke, blown by the wind, and then poured.
He was sure that Ai Fukuhara was hesitant, maybe because of the words of the so-called grandmother who moved her, maybe because of his inattentiveness that hurt her, or maybe...
There are too many possibilities, but whatever the reason, it can't change this fact.
He felt as if he had lost himself emotionally, and he was just "going with the flow", but in fact, it was better to say that he wanted to be a scumbag.
In his previous life, he accidentally swiped a video, which was said by a writer who won the Mao Dun Literature Award:
In fact, our young readers are particularly sensitive to the "three wrong views". There is also a worst word, called "scumbag", "scumbag" is the worst word, people themselves are very complex things, you put such a complex change in human nature, you use such an imbecile sentence to cover it, people don't say this greasy, that scumbag, people are not so simple to cover, it is really too naΓ―ve, too pitiful. β
The reason why scumbags are scumbags is that it is irresponsible to hurt other people's hearts, but people's feelings are too complicated, and it is a little too ridiculous to summarize everything in one sentence, and then close it to the coffin.
In reality, there is no shortage of real scumbags, and there is no shortage of real scumbags, but sometimes the betrayal of feelings may be because there are really some problems with yourself or the other party, or maybe a girl or a boy is too attractive to you and suitable for you.
Morally it is not allowed, but emotionally it is not so constrained.
Naturally, moral restraint is to be restrained on the good side, but sometimes the so-called scumbag may not be a scumbag, but everyone is the same, only when you are in that real environment, you will know how difficult you are.
You can want nothing, but you want her to love you, isn't that a condition? Each of us is conditionally loved, and we also love others conditionally, so we don't have to be disheartened.
Now that you know that there is no such thing as unconditional love in this world, you should strive to make yourself more qualified to be loved, and at the same time, you should learn to forget some conditions to love someone.
But he actually wants to love two people, which is very contradictory, but it is also a reality.
Shingo Harano extinguished the cigarette butt and lit another one, just watching it burn quietly.
I held it with my slender jade-like fingers, slowly put it to my mouth, and took a shallow breath, but it took a long time before I spit it out gently...
If Ai Fukuhara wants to leave, he won't stop him, and he doesn't want to stop him, just so that he can be quiet alone, and take a good look at what kind of person he is, and what kind of attitude he has to face these emotional problems.
Maybe you can go out on your own travel, write a book, and do something you wanted to do but didn't have the time to do.
He doesn't plan to participate in the so-called piano competition, because he feels meaningless, he plays the piano just to like and make up for his previous regrets, and then carry some good songs from his previous life here, he really doesn't need to participate in any competitions to prove himself, it's meaningless, and he is not in the mood.
Throwing away half of his cigarette, he stared at the crimson sunset in the distance, the weather was good today, and the whole city looked very beautiful, but he had some problems.
It seems that only time can erase it, hopefully.