Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 150 The Second Night

The originally noisy corridor was silenced.

The girls widened their eyes, covered their mouths, and looked at the girl who was always surrounded by them, the girl who did not appear no matter how many times they knocked on the door, and then threw herself into Jun Matsueda's arms.

"Um, are you two dating?" someone asked subconsciously.

Matsueda Jun shook his head. "The elders of our two families know each other. Something happened at Mochizuki's home, so I'm temporarily responsible for taking care of her."

"This is not important." Hot girl Rion rushed to him, "Why doesn't Mochizuki-chan want to see us? I just saw you downstairs." She asked the girl in Matsueda Jun's arms.

Mochizuki Yao turned his back to her and said nothing.

"Mochizuki-chan, if there's anything wrong, you can tell us. You dropped out of school without saying anything before, and everyone in the class was worried about you."

"I'm sorry," the girl said, pulling Matsueda Jun back into her room. Matsueda Jun gently pushed her inside and then closed the door.

The girl sat on the ground leaning against the door, listening to the conversation between Jun Matsueda and the girls in the corridor.

He returned to the room only after comforting the worried girls.

"I thought you were already mentally prepared to meet them when you came to see me at the airport."

Mochizuki Yao sat on the carpet and shook her head. She simply lay down and said, "Communicating with others is too tiring."

"Rion said she saw you downstairs?" According to the girl's current habits, she shouldn't walk out of the room alone.

"The head maid said you'd be back soon, so I thought I'd go downstairs and wait for you." Mochizuki Haruka hesitated for a moment, "The medical team recently proposed a new treatment plan."

She received the news at noon, and the restlessness she had felt all afternoon made her want to see Jun Matsueda as soon as possible, so she left the room.

Jun Matsueda opened the window, letting the cold wind blow into the warm ruins. The light from outside shone into the dark room. Mochizuki Haruka didn't turn on the lights all afternoon.

"Let's talk while we walk. It's time to eat now."

They walked out of the hotel door, and a girl in a uniform carrying a backpack rang the bell of her bicycle and passed by them.

"She really is bare-legged."

Turning right along the main road, Jun Matsueda led Haruka Mochizuki forward, heading for the restaurant that Ken Sakamuro recommended for lunch.

"Any problems with the medical team's new plan?"

A full tram passed by the two of them, leaving behind the sound of wheels rubbing against the tracks.

"Because my aunt's condition has stabilized, the priority now has changed from maintaining her life to regaining consciousness."

Mochizuki Haruka's left hand tightly grasped the corner of Matsueda Jun's clothes. "The medical team plans to try stimulating the nerves suspected to be affected. We'll get feedback within 24 hours of the first treatment, and then we'll discuss subsequent treatment plans based on the data we get."

"A lot of hope?"

The trees ahead were covered in snow, so the two had to take a detour.

"I can only say that there is hope. At the moment, it is the greatest hope." Wangyue Yao took a deep breath, and the hot and humid breath turned into white mist and floated in the air.

"What about the risks?"

The two stopped at the intersection, and Matsueda Jun walked from Mochizuki Haruka's left to the right - they were on the sidewalk on the right just now, and the danger came from the road on the left. Now standing at the intersection, they had to be wary of oncoming cars from the right.

The music from the department store drowned out the sound of passing vehicles.

“Risk.” The girl gripped Matsueda Jun’s clothes tightly; the collar of his coat was askew to one side.

"Maybe death." Mochizuki Yao's voice was very soft, even softer than the sound of falling snow.

"Although the risk is very low, the most likely outcome is no reaction," she added.

The girl held onto his clothes as they crossed the zebra crossing, her steps cautious, like a blind person walking out of a tactile paving. After crossing the intersection, and walking a few dozen more steps, they could see the "Jin Da Ting" sign on the second floor to their right.

Today's dinner is Ishikari hotpot, with bright red salmon pieces of medium size, served with Hokkaido potatoes and various vegetables. The waiter covers the pot and stews it over medium heat.

While waiting for the food to boil, the girl sitting opposite him kept looking at him with a pleading look.

"No matter how long you stare at me, I can't help you make a decision." Jun Matsueda opened the lid of the pot and sprinkled sansho powder on it. The aroma of seafood and local delicacies rose on the table.

“I feel like I’m being selfish,” Mochizuki Haruka said, looking at the salmon in the pot.

Salmon may be one of the most selfless creatures in the world, swimming upstream in succession just to return to the place where they were born, mate, lay eggs, and then die.

"why?"

"Because I want to use this plan, even if it may kill my aunt." The girl's voice trembled.

"If it's for her sake, I should first ensure her safety. After all, my aunt's vital signs are very healthy. Maybe if I wait, she will wake up on her own one day."

"But I can't wait any longer," she said, burying her face in her arms on the table, her black hair scattered across the surface.

"She is a patient. It's really wishful thinking to expect her to heal herself." Jun Matsueda sighed and picked up a piece of salmon and put it into the girl's bowl.

"Can't you think about it from another perspective? Maybe you're harming her by not adopting this plan."

"Why?" Mochizuki Yao raised her head. The broken tears made her eyelashes no longer neat and stuck together awkwardly.

"Think about it, Auntie is so obsessed with beauty. She definitely wouldn't want to wait until she opens her eyes one day and find herself in her fifties or sixties with wrinkles around her eyes, right?"

"If she knew you didn't use this treatment plan, she would definitely cry in front of you."

"Just like you are now." He pointed the chopsticks in his hand at her face.

"Really?" Mochizuki Haruka wiped her tears.

"Ask yourself, she's your aunt, you should know her better than me." Matsueda Jun ate another piece of tofu.

The girl was silent for a long time, and finally picked up the chopsticks, picked up the piece of salmon in the bowl and put it into her mouth.

"My aunt is going to take me to Tokyo Tower to see the snow this Christmas," she said, swallowing the fish with gusto.

After finishing the miserable and tragic salmon, the two sat down and looked at the light snow outside the window.

"Songzhi, I want to hear Rose's story." She has to connect with the medical team tonight to discuss treatment plans and has no time to listen to bedtime fairy tales.

Jun Matsueda took a sip of fish soup to clear his throat.

"'I really shouldn't have listened to her,' said the little prince. 'One shouldn't listen to flowers. It's enough to look at them and smell their fragrance. That flower makes the whole planet perfumed, but I don't know how to enjoy it.'"

"I didn't know anything then! I should have judged her by her actions, not by her words."

The snow outside the window fell on the riverbed in Wang Yueyao's heart.

"Her fragrance is wonderful, making my life more fragrant and colorful. I really shouldn't have left her."

"I should have guessed that behind her ridiculous tricks there was a tenderness. Flowers are so innocent!"

"But, after all, I am too young and don't know how to love her."

When Matsueda Jun finished reading this section, Mochizuki Haruka had already sat next to him. The girl's black hair had grown longer and was rubbing against his arm.

"Don't I even have the fragrance to make you happy?" she asked anxiously.

"After Auntie wakes up, will you leave me?"

(End of this chapter)