Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 183 A Day of Romance

"Don't act like we were in love."

A few snowflakes fell on their shoulders. Matsueda Jun let go of her hand, and Mochizuki Haruka looked at him with red eyes.

"You can eat with them, have your first visit with them, and smile so brightly in the photos."

She saw the photo shared by Tomatsu Tomoka, which was a photo of four people at Hie Shrine.

"Why are you so indifferent to me?"

Jun Matsueda passed by her and walked towards the outside of the welfare home.

"Where are you going?" the girl turned around and asked him.

"Follow me. If the people at the welfare home see you like this, they will be worried."

The two walked in silence all the way into the forest park and sat down on a bench in the rest pavilion.

The trees around were some dead and some green, the grass was covered with fallen leaves, and the snowflakes fell softly and silently on the thick fallen leaves.

"Why are you so cold to me?" she asked again.

The girl sitting on the bench raised her leather boots and gently kicked the calf of the person next to her.

"If I were indifferent to you, would you have lived in my house before?" Matsueda Jun raised his leg and pushed the girl's feet away.

"I know you're heartbroken right now because of a breakup. My advice to you in this situation is to just stay home and lick your wounds, or talk to a good friend."

"My home is with you." Mochizuki Yao glared at him, "My good friend is also with you."

Jun Matsueda couldn't continue speaking. He lowered his head and sighed, a typical love-brain thinking.

"What do I have to do to make you accept me?" The girl never thought of giving up.

"You are in this state now. It will be impossible for you to live for ten thousand years. Please return to normal first."

Jun Matsueda looked towards the lawn and saw a squirrel appear from the depths of the forest. After seeing the two people on the bench, it stood up and looked at the humans in front of it.

It's strange that instead of staying in the nest to spend the winter, it runs out in the snow.

"I think I'm fine the way I am now." Mochizuki Haruka's tone was very stubborn. "Why do you insist on making me become the way I was before?"

"Am I not good now? I am who I am now because I met you."

"If I go back to my old self, wouldn't everything I've been through be meaningless?!"

The squirrels on the grass were scared away by the girl's voice, leaving a trail of tiny footprints on the dead leaves.

"But the one I made a promise with was the previous Haruka Mochizuki." Matsueda Jun looked at the girl, "If you think you are good this way, then that's fine."

"Can I understand that our agreement has been fulfilled?"

As soon as he asked the question, the determined look on the girl's face disappeared immediately and she became at a loss.

"That was not what I meant."

"Do you think your love is particularly selfless and touching?"

"But if you don't even love yourself, how can you know what kind of love others want?"

Jun Matsueda walked up to the girl, squatted down, and looked directly into her eyes.

"You are just numbing yourself with love and devotion."

The girl refused to meet his gaze.

He stood up, walked to a small tree, held onto the trunk and shook it a few times, then immediately jumped to the other side.

The snow on the treetops fell like rain. Songzhi Jun grabbed the snow that fell on the dead leaves, rolled it into a tight ball, and returned to Mochizuki Haruka.

"Hand out."

The girl subconsciously stretched out her hand, and Matsueda Jun put the snowball into her palm.

Mochizuki Haruka stared blankly at the white sphere in front of her, feeling a cold touch on her hands. Matsueda Jun walked out of the park, and the girl stood up and followed him.

The snow she held made the girl's fingers red with cold, but she had no intention of throwing it away. It was something Jun Matsueda had given her.

Walking out of the park and leaving the shade of the forest, the falling snow revealed its true appearance.

Matsueda Jun turned around and stopped in front of the girl. "Aren't your hands cold?"

"cold."

"Then throw away the snow."

Mochizuki Haruka loosened her grip, and the snowball fell to the brick surface of the sidewalk, losing its perfect shape.

"Throw it away if it feels cold, avoid it if it hurts, and learn to love yourself first."

Jun Matsueda opened the umbrella, and the girl naturally went in again, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Then I feel like I like someone, what should I do?"

"Don't ask that question until you can go to school."

"Oh"

Walking into the lobby of the welfare home, Matsueda Jun put away his umbrella and shook off the snow on his body. Mochizuki Haruka consciously kept a distance from him.

He led the girl into the dean's office, where the silver-haired old man poured them hot tea. Seeing that Mochizuki Haruka wasn't in the mood for conversation, the dean's wife exchanged a few pleasantries before letting Matsueda Jun take her away.

Pushing open the door of the lounge, the children looked over. Matsueda Jun took a step to the side, revealing the girl standing behind him.

"This is Sister Mochizuki who gave you the gift."

Ten minutes later, the girl escaped from their encirclement and sat next to Matsueda Jun.

Mochizuki Haruka looked at the pile of greeting cards, origami and bracelets in her arms, her face flushed a little.

"They're so annoying."

"What a coincidence, I feel the same way about you now." Matsueda Jun smiled, and the girl glared at him again.

He took out a thin blanket from the house and handed it to Wangyue Yao, "Cover yourself if you feel cold."

The two of them sat on the porch outside the house, a small pot of charcoal fire at their feet, occasionally with the sound of a few sparks popping. Before the girl's eyes was the drifting snow, and children were playing in the distance on the porch.

"Isn't this much better than staying in a dark ward?"

"Hmm," Mochizuki Haruka curled up under the thin blanket, her hands, which had been stinging and itchy from the cold, now felt warm.

The boys in the distance had just finished watching a TV series and their chattering could be heard coming over.

"People in love don't like to eat properly. You always stare at me and I stare at you, and the food is almost cold."

"How can I make Xiaoxia like me?" a boy said worriedly. Xiaoxia was watching TV with other girls in the room.

"Tell her you have lots of candy!"

"Don't call her Xia, call her by her name! Don't forget her name, or it will be terrible."

Mochizuki Haruka, who was sitting on the recliner, laughed. The girl shook the chair, and the recliner, which was older than her, made a creaking sound.

"Matsuzhi, I haven't listened to The Little Prince for a long time."

Jun Matsueda looked at the few snowflakes that fell in front of his toes. They quickly melted under the heat of the charcoal fire, leaving only a few wet circles on the wooden boards of the corridor.

“You can only understand what you have tamed.”

"Humans no longer have time to understand things; they always go to stores to buy ready-made things, but no store sells friendship."

The girl pretended to be asleep and secretly looked at Jun Matsueda who was watching the snow and reading a fairy tale.

"Just like my flower. If you fall in love with a flower on a certain planet, then whenever you look up at the night sky, you'll feel that all the stars are like blooming flowers."

The snow is dazzling, and squinting your eyes to stare at the other person can gild the surface of your feelings.

(End of this chapter)