Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 187 A Love Story Separated by a Wall

The first week of the new semester came to an end with the cessation of heavy snow.

"In the end, I still haven't found what I want to do."

Jun Matsueda walked out of the bedroom and stretched. He was only wearing a thin shirt. The heater was on in the room, and a drowsy magic filled the air.

Kurusu Yoshi was watching TV in the living room. She was even more outrageous than Matsueda Jun. She changed into a short-sleeved shirt and hot pants again, and held a popsicle stick in her mouth.

Jun Matsueda sat at the other end of the sofa, resting his hands on the backrest, looking at the green outside the window. The dense letters made his eyes a little tired.

"Don't worry, Matsueda-san. Not having a goal isn't a terrible thing."

"Just treat this time as a little vacation for yourself."

These were the words Tomatsu Tomoka left for him when school was over on Saturday.

There is a difference between the girl and her senior. Yamami Maki likes to encourage others to try things naturally, while Tomatsu Tomoka's words have the magic to tempt people to sink into it.

"Is it a holiday?"

Matsueda Jun turned his gaze from the window back inside. A romantic drama seemed to be playing on the TV. A pair of lovers were reluctant to part. The girl smiled, her eyes like crescent moons, and suggested that they turn around and walk away.

"Why are you watching a romance drama?" He had never seen a romance drama being shown in the Qiyang world before, this was the first time.

Kurusu Yoshi sighed, "My agent said the production department has a good song coming up that can be included on my album."

"and then?"

While the girl was talking, Jun Matsueda stole a few cheese spiral crisps from the bucket in her hand. This is the most popular snack in 711-Eleven convenience stores.

"And it's a love song, a love song about being in love, not a breakup song!"

"I tried singing a few times but wasn't satisfied, so I just watched some TV dramas to get a feel for it."

Kurusu Yoshi released the popsicle stick from her mouth and threw it into the trash can. The girl threw it so hard that the empty trash can shook.

"Didn't you also sing a love song when you were in the group?"

Jun Matsueda was looking at the TV screen. The two young people had agreed to turn around and leave without looking back, but they turned back at the same time and threw themselves into each other's arms.

"It's different now." The girl frowned. "Before, it was all stage performances, and there were so many people. As long as the visual effects were good enough, like the lighting, expressions, movements, etc., the audience wouldn't care too much about the quality of your song."

"But now that I'm preparing for the album, they can only understand me through listening, so I have to sing movingly enough!"

Lai Qi Yang Shi was fully aware of the situation. She poured the remaining spiral crisps into her mouth and continued to watch TV attentively.

"By the way, Songzhi has never been in love, right?" the girl asked vaguely, her mouth bulging, and she hadn't swallowed the spiral crisps yet.

"Talked."

"As expected..." Kurusu Yoshi was halfway through his words when he suddenly sat up from the sofa and crawled in front of Matsueda Jun.

"You've been in a relationship?! Don't say that just to save face, okay?"

"I can't do such boring things."

Hearing his answer, the girl's slender eyebrows raised up, and after a while, returned to their original position.

"Damn it, fine, we've talked about it, anyway, what about the future?" she muttered under her breath, then brought her face close to Matsueda Jun's.

"Matsueda, I want you to help me experience the feeling of love!"

"Are you serious?"

Jun Matsueda looked at the girl in front of him. The blush on her face was warm, her lips were plump and shiny, and her eyes were as bright and charming as ever, making it difficult for people to have the courage to look directly at her.

The girl's long hair cascaded down from her shoulders like waves, covering the open neckline. The pink ends of her hair bounced in the air. Several months had passed, and her original pink hair was almost faded away.

"Of course I'm serious! I'll leave as soon as I finish watching the TV series. You are not allowed to run away, do you hear me?"

Yosuke Kurusu watched as Jun Matsueda got up and walked towards the entrance. "Don't you dare run away!"

Walking into the entrance of 506, there was no light in the living room, only the whirring sound of the heater vents.

Jun Matsueda walked to the bedroom door and heard the sound of the TV from inside. It seemed that Haruka Mochizuki was inside.

He knocked on the door, and the noise in the bedroom grew a little louder before the girl's voice was heard.

"Do you need to knock before you come in?"

When I opened the door, I found that the curtains in the bedroom were not completely closed. The room was brighter than the living room. The large-screen TV hanging on the wall was on. Wang Yueyao was sitting at the head of the bed with the remote control in her hand.

There was a fluorescent light flashing in the girl's eyes. As the picture on the TV changed, Jun Matsueda wanted to sit at the table, but her feet hidden in the quilt were raised.

"Sit by the bed."

Jun Matsueda moved the chair to the bedside. Mochizuki Haruka frowned in dissatisfaction, but it was fine this way. She could see Jun Matsueda's face and watch the movie at the same time.

"Why are you watching a romance movie too?" He looked at the screen on the wall. A little girl with freckles knocked on the boy's door and gave him a box of eggs.

"You even control what I watch. Do you like me?"

Jun Matsueda stopped talking. He leaned back on the chair and watched the classic love story from childhood to adolescence.

"Why don't you ask me how I've been these past few days?"

The girl's feet poked out from under the quilt and gently touched Matsueda Jun's thigh.

"I'm afraid I'll get scolded by you again."

Mochizuki Haruka's toes clamped onto his pants, twisting restlessly. "I've tried the same treatment plan again these past few days, but I just changed the stimulation area, and it still doesn't work."

The girl spent most of her time in the hospital, occasionally running back to her room in the apartment, not knowing what she was doing.

"When I'm not with my aunt, I spend my time watching movies and reading books." Mochizuki Haruka picked up The Little Prince on the bedside table. "The book I bought with you in Otaru is now in tatters."

She can now also recite The Little Prince.

"It's much better than you being in a daze all day long before." Matsueda Jun didn't turn around and continued to look at the TV screen. The girl could only see his back and the hair on his temples.

"You won't even give me a straight face?" Her voice became plaintive.

Matsueda Jun turned his head and looked at her. "Could you please put on your clothes before you say that?"

Mochizuki Haruka straightened her shoulder straps and sat next to him.

The movie is about the confessions of young boys and girls.

"I just like Julie Baker," said the boy on the side of the road.

"I don't like Bryce Loski anymore!" the girl in the library was angry.

"We watched this movie together before." Mochizuki Haruka's voice was soft, like a floating dream.

Matsueda Jun turned his head to look at her, "I don't have that impression."

The girl looked at him without saying a word, the light in her eyes a mixture of sweetness and bitterness.

The silence in the dim room was broken by a voice from the balcony, "Matsuzhi, it's time to set off——"

Mochizuki Haruka watched as Matsueda Jun stood up and said, "Remember to come see me more often."

"I'm right here. I'm not going to run away."

The girl's lover left, and she crawled back into bed, watching the rest of the movie alone.

The breathing in the room became rapid.

(End of this chapter)