Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 139 The Lost and Found Bedroom
"Jun-nii, Jun-nii, I'm already preparing for the entrance exam to Haneda."

Jun Matsueda stood on the balcony, watching a couple walk into the cafe downstairs, and the girl's high-spirited voice came from the phone.

"I think I still have some materials I used to prepare for the entrance exam in my room. You can take a look at them."

He turned around and saw Mochizuki Haruka sitting at the dining table, looking at him. The sound of the range hood and the aroma of meat came from the kitchen.

"Can you still find the key to my room?"

"Of course, it's been in my drawer!" Someone else's voice came from the other end of the line. "It's time to eat. I'll call you next time."

"Tell the director, grandma, that I'll be back at the orphanage during the New Year."

"Know it!"

Kurusu Yoyo walked out of the kitchen and saw hamburger patties and shrimp tempura on the table.

"Songzhi! I want to complain!" She put the last plate of vegetable salad on the table with an indignant expression on her face.

"Do you know what Mochizuki Haruka did?" The girl pointed in the direction of the balcony.

"I was just making a phone call on the balcony, of course I saw it." Jun Matsueda pulled out a chair and sat down.

Because the distance between each room in the housing estate is relatively small, the balconies of 506 and 507 are very close to each other.

Although it is very close, there is still some distance between them. However, now Mochizuki Yao has removed some of the railings, and they are completely connected, so people can visit each other.

"Does the landlady know that you are doing this?" He looked at the girl next to him who had no idea how to eat the hamburger meat, and used chopsticks to help her cut up the large piece of meat.

"I've paid." Mochizuki Haruka used a few words to explain the legitimacy of her actions.

"Damn rich people." Yosei Kurusu took a big bite of the tempura, the fried shrimp was chopped in half with a crisp cracking sound.

"So you're finally going to live next door?" Matsueda Jun's request was not high, as long as Mochizuki Haruka didn't sleep in her own room at night.

The girl nodded with great difficulty. She had been trying every possible way to occupy the bedroom of 507 for a long time these days, but Matsueda Jun was unmoved and firmly defended her right to sleep alone.

"Your foot injury is almost healed, and the balcony has been renovated, so just live next door." Matsueda Jun nodded with satisfaction. "Just come to me and Kurusu if you need anything."

After dinner, it was still Jun Matsueda who washed the dishes. Haruka Mochizuki walked to the sink and watched his hands washing the dishes under the faucet.

"School trip, is that confirmed?"

"Hokkaido, are you going?" Jun Matsueda first scrubbed the plates with dishwashing cotton, then put them under the faucet to rinse off the foam.

"Can't you not go?" The girl grabbed the corner of his clothes and asked pitifully.

"No." He put the washed dishes into the cupboard and picked up the rag to wipe the countertop. Although Lai Qi Yangshi liked to cook, he didn't like to clean up, so the countertop was always a mess.

Unless there are special circumstances, everyone is required to participate in the school trip, and Mochizuki Haruka certainly is not a special case for him.

The girl walked back to her room and picked up the school trip brochure on the desk, which contained the itinerary and sightseeing arrangements for Hokkaido.

"If we go together, would you consider going back to school?" Jun Matsueda walked into the bedroom. He felt it was time to find something for her to do.

The more decadent you are, the more idle you are, and the more idle you are, the more decadent you are. This is a terrible cycle.

The girl shook her head and said, "I'll go there myself when the time comes."

Going to Hokkaido just to see Jun Matsueda was no different from just going to another place to daydream for her.

"I've never been on a school trip before," Yosei Kurusu exclaimed from the living room. "I want to go skiing in Hokkaido too!"

"Once you reach the top of the Tokyo entertainment industry, you can go to Hokkaido whenever you want." Matsueda Jun comforted her.

"I need to finish the photoshoot in the morning and fly to Hokkaido in the afternoon. The agency will have to pay for the airfare."

Kurusu Yoshi cannot accept the fact that she has to stay alone in 507, she would rather immerse herself in her own fantasy.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Jun Matsueda lay alone in bed. After many days, he finally had his own bedroom again. The difficulty of regaining what he had lost made the wooden bed beneath him feel soft.

However, his pleasure did not last long. At two o'clock in the middle of the night, he was awakened by the open bedroom door.

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Mochizuki Haruka stood at the end of his bed. The girl's long hair had not been cut for some time and was almost hanging down to her back.

"I can't sleep," she whispered, her tone timid and hesitant, like a child who had done something wrong and was afraid of being punished.

Matsueda Jun got out of bed and left the bedroom, with Mochizuki Haruka following behind him. A night breeze picked up as they passed the balcony, and the girl shivered. He groped his way into the bedroom next door. "Get into bed and lie down," he told the girl.

Mochizuki Yao climbed onto the bed, covered herself with the quilt, and stuck her head out of the darkness to look at him.

"Where's the maid?"

"I didn't want to see anyone else, so I asked her to go home."

He sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. "Or is it The Little Prince?"

She nodded, not caring whether Jun Matsueda could see it or not.

"Days passed by like this, and through conversations with the Little Prince, I gradually learned about his asteroid, his departure, and his journey."

"Ah! My little prince, little by little, I have come to understand your melancholy little life. For a long time, your only interest has been watching the sunset."

Matsueda Jun paused for a moment, remembering what another girl had said: watching the sunset is an extremely lonely thing.

Mochizuki Haruka moved in the quilt, she didn't know why he suddenly stopped.

"'In one day I watched the sunset forty-three times!' said the little prince. 'You know—when you are sad you love to watch sunsets.'"

"Were you sad then? The day you watched the forty-third sunset?"

In his sleepy trance, Jun Matsueda almost thought that he was talking to Tomatsu Tomoka on the rooftop, but there was no wind in the room, and memories were always so inappropriate.

The Little Prince did not answer.

"Why don't you recite anymore?" Mochizuki Haruka's body moved a little under the quilt towards Matsueda Jun.

"They're going to have a fight afterwards." He was debating whether to skip this part.

"Go ahead, it's okay." The girl was a little curious about the quarrel. She and her aunt had never quarreled.

Her memories of quarrels were all related to Jun Matsueda and Tomoka Tomatsu.

"The little prince and I had an argument about the flowers, and he turned pale with anger."

"'For millions of years flowers have had thorns, just as for millions of years sheep have eaten flowers. Isn't it important to know why flowers have these useless thorns? Isn't it important to know that there are wars between sheep and flowers? Isn't it important to know that a flower—the only flower in the world, which grows only on my little planet and nowhere else—was destroyed one morning by a little sheep without any reason?"

Although it was an angry question, Matsueda Jun's tone was very light because Mochizuki Haruka's breathing became more and more stable.

His face gradually turned red, and he continued:

“If someone loves a unique flower blooming in the vast sea of ​​stars, then when he looks up at the stars, he will be satisfied.”

"He would tell himself, 'My beloved flower is there, on that distant star.' But if the sheep ate the flower, then all the starlight would dim for him in an instant! And you think that doesn't matter!"

"He suddenly broke down in tears and couldn't continue."

Jun Matsueda didn't say anything else because the girl on the bed had fallen asleep. He closed the balcony window and returned to his room.

Wang Yueyao had a dream. In the dream, she turned into a seed, sleeping in the dark and warm soil. Someone was talking in her ear, and the words turned into dew and nutrients, nourishing her to break out of the soil.

When her flower bud finally opened, the gentle voice in her ear disappeared.

The girl woke up in tears in an empty room.

Jun Matsueda was sitting at the dining table eating fried eggs and toast, while Haruka Mochizuki, wearing a black lace nightgown, hurried in from the balcony.

He took a sip of milk in surprise. This was the first time he saw Mochizuki Haruka sober before going out in the morning.

"What happened last night, did they reconcile?" she asked hesitantly.

Matsueda Jun nodded while chewing toast, and the girl felt a little relieved. She sat down at the dining table and stared at the glass of milk in a daze.

After finishing breakfast, Jun Matsueda brought out another portion from the kitchen and placed it in front of the girl.

He closed the security door and went downstairs to get his car. Although his sleep was interrupted last night, it was of good quality.

On the way to school, Jun Matsueda was resisting the cold wind that tried to blow his eyes red while recalling the story of the Little Prince.

Of course they would reconcile. If they hadn't reconciled, there would not have been an unforgettable separation.

(End of this chapter)