I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

"Why are you apologizing? You...tell me."

"..." He took a deep breath and began to tell her everything he knew, "about her..."

. . . . . . . . . .

She ran anxiously along the snow-covered streets. The passersby seemed to be in as much of a hurry as she was, but her eyes were always searching for that familiar figure.

The snowflakes were clearly visible under the streetlights, densely scattered on the street. Already piled up into a white mass, they were carelessly trampled by vehicles and pedestrians, no one caring that they were trying their best to decorate this city lacking in tenderness.

"...Sheji...where are you..."

Why am I so worried about his whereabouts?

She didn't know.

Maybe it was the sense of security he gave her in the middle of the night when they first met; maybe it was the yearning he showed when he looked up at the stars that made her gradually fall in love with her name; maybe it was the fact that after meeting again several years later, he looked far beyond her expectations; maybe even without any memories of the past, she would have gradually fallen in love with this boy who made her worry.

Moreover, she could sense that he wasn't just hanging around. As for why, she had no idea... perhaps it was just the special connection between the two of them.

"...answer the phone..."

She once again placed the dialing phone to her ear, listening to the notification tone while glancing around. On the still noisy street, she carefully used her ears to catch any sound that sounded like a phone ringtone, but found nothing.

"...what is going on..."

Still no connection.

Only then did she suddenly realize that Sheji's cell phone was basically on silent mode.

"..."

Is this the end? My worries were completely in vain... In fact, Sheji was just doing something he enjoyed and forgot to pay attention to his phone... Although this is possible, what if it's not the case?

Even if it was just a false alarm, we must keep looking for him until he replies.

"...again..."

She then put the dialed phone to her ear, constantly observing her surroundings. Suddenly, she noticed a faint light deep in the building, which was almost shrouded in darkness. After she hung up the phone, it only lasted a few seconds before going out.

"...No way..."

She muttered to herself, feeling her heart beating rapidly. After she dialed his number again, the light quickly appeared in her sight.

The cell phone that accidentally slipped out of her pocket became the key to her finding him.

At this moment, Sheji was almost completely covered in snow. His cheeks, which would normally melt when snow touched them, now seemed to be covered with frost, with white snow clinging to them.

"Sheji, are you okay—!"

She hurriedly put her hands on Sheji's face, but she only felt the temperature of ice. This made her panic, and she hurriedly touched the lower part, and only felt relieved when she found that the temperature near the neck was still normal.

"Sheji, Sheji, wake up! This is not a place to sleep." After failing to wake him up, she thought for a moment, pulled his right hand out of his pocket, and felt his steady pulse before she felt relieved. Then she pulled out her phone and called the emergency number.

The snowflakes continued to fall on the two of them without any regard for the timing.

"...It's okay. I'll stay with you until they arrive." She held Sheji's hands, which were still cold even in her pocket, and said to Sheji, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, "I'm very angry this time... Because I told you that you can come to me to discuss anything. But you kept it in your heart and never said anything."

However, Sheji didn't hear a word at this moment. And at this moment, she couldn't feel any anger towards Sheji at all. But she really couldn't accept Sheji's disrespect for his body.

"I will definitely teach you a lesson when you wake up."

She wanted to pull Sheji into her arms and use her body temperature to keep him warm. But after thinking about it, she still didn't understand why he was unconscious, so she didn't.

To carry it out. After a moment's deliberation, she leaned towards him.

"There are still many things waiting for you to do... Don't relax at this time."

When she pressed her face against his cold cheek, she felt a wave of sadness, but she had no idea for whom she was sad.

The sky seemed like an empty portal, constantly scattering snowflakes into the world.

That sadness. Was it because of Sheji himself, who was lying here without being discovered, or was it for something else? This was still a question that Ye Hui could not understand at all.

...........

The curtain opens and falls

Always one scene after another

I think I must have gone astray.

After a winter of blizzards and snow, I dreamt of early spring, a season of thawing ice and gentle rain. Before I knew it, flowers were in full bloom, and grass was lush and flourishing. After enduring the blizzard, I once again stood on a thriving street, a warm breeze caressing my face, a stark contrast to the cold wind that had carved my skin like a knife.

so good.

I thought so.

But suddenly I felt that these things shouldn't concern me... I just need to know where I'm going. Whether there are dead trees or blooming flowers around me, what does it matter to me?

So he remained silent, but his steps still refused to stop.

I think I must have gone astray.

Even so, I still refused to reveal my inner thoughts to anyone. Surely, it's better to have more people who don't understand. I once harbored so many doubts, but now, after those doubts were instantly resolved, I suddenly felt lost. If only I hadn't understood. Thinking this way, I continued down the wrong path.

Maybe I'll turn around if I bump into something...but I think it would be difficult.

Even with this thought, I continue to move forward. Through the harsh winter of falling snow, I stubbornly trudge towards your figure.

Will you still be there?

Thinking this way, I feel that I shouldn’t think this way.

If I don't think about it, you might just be there waiting for me to see you. So I tried my best to suppress this thought, but took more determined steps.

I really want to see you.

Rather than wanting to be a hero, rather than wanting to protect someone's dream, rather than wishing for the happiness of those I care about, rather than being an ordinary person, rather than longing for the end of the world, my greatest wish now is to see your face again.

Which path will allow me to realize this wish?

I'm still searching.

I am about to leave spring, about to step into the hot summer, and about to cross more than ten cycles of time again. For the first time, I have found something that I need to do.

This matter started with you and me, and it should end with the two of us.

That's how it should be, anyway.

Episode 0 is always one scene after another

All in all, I spent most of today looking at the storyboards for a scene from a movie.

The camera is facing one end of the bed, where visitors sit. And the characters will naturally change constantly, otherwise it will seem that I am not very popular.

The first person to appear was a handsome, tall boy with a hint of intelligence between his brows. However, judging by the way he was in such a hurry to put the flowers there, he almost knocked over the vase, and when he sat back down, his arm hit my IV tube and his knee bumped into my bed. This guy was completely unworthy of his seemingly smart appearance.

In fact, I do understand his character, but I didn't expect that he would once again refresh my opinion of him.

"This... this is a little gift from me. When I heard that you were in trouble and were hospitalized, I came to see you as soon as possible." He said to me while rubbing his hurt knee.

"...Thank you so much."

I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but at the beginning of the school year, I met a classmate who I've known for nearly two years now. His last name is Liu, and his Chinese name is Yan. We were quite close friends on a daily basis, but it was of no use at the critical moment.

"I heard you fell down due to anemia before... and now you fainted on the street in the snow. Fortunately, our..."

"Alright, alright, I already know the details, so there's no need to get emotional with me." I said, checking my phone. "It's getting late, you should go to class... you can still make it to morning reading."

"...Well, I'm glad you're okay. I'll be leaving now. I wish you a speedy recovery."

"I'll be back to school tomorrow—"

The second person to appear was a lady who looked quite older, with a heroic look between her eyebrows, waist-length hair, and was wearing a neutral teacher's uniform.

"It's okay to put it here?" After seeing that there were flowers in the vase, she placed the bouquet she bought on the table.

"Well... Actually, you don't have to come to see me on purpose, teacher."

"...How can this be?" She didn't retreat, but instead stared into my eyes until she made me feel guilty, then she suddenly asked, "Are you feeling better now?"

"Well, actually, you can be discharged today, but to be on the safe side, you still need to stay for observation..."

Before he could finish his words, he was hit hard on the forehead. This familiar feeling...

“It hurts—”

"It's okay if it hurts! Do you know how worried we were?" He seemed several times angrier than when he scolded me normally. "If we had found you any later... do you know what would have happened to you?!"

"...meeting..."

Will he die?

I wanted to say it, but I swallowed it back. I knew I couldn't just say it. Especially in this place, where everyone was gathered just to survive.

"sorry..."

I felt ashamed of my momentary emotion. I can't just give up my right to live...at least I can't think about it here.

"...You must take good care of yourself." Her voice softened, and she reached out and rubbed my head again and again. "There are many people around you who are worried about you...Don't let them worry anymore."

"Um..."

The third character who appeared was a very beautiful young woman, but her expression was not very expressive at the moment. But I'm used to it... that's just her personality.

"Yeah...you're here?"

At this time, I naturally need to take the initiative to say hello, otherwise she will definitely stare at me for half an hour or longer.

"...I heard you'll be discharged tomorrow?"

"Hmm..." I nodded.

"...Very good." She still showed no expression. "The things I sent to you will arrive soon. Just sign for them."

“…I can’t accept anything that’s too expensive…”

"If you don't want it, give it to someone else." She stood up, "But I still hope you can accept it and eat the supplements."

“…So it’s a tonic…” I thought it was just another game console that I would never use.

"Well, although it's a bit of a waste to give you a creature like this...but I don't care."

"Ha..." This was also her way of showing concern.

The fourth character... should have come with the previous one, but for some reason, an invisible barrier has grown between the two who should have been sisters. Although they've recently shown signs of reconciliation... now it seems the previous younger sister may have figured out why I was away because of her.

Although they are sisters, there are still some differences in their appearance, such as breast size, hair length, and facial expressions.

"I'm sorry. If I'd insisted on seeing you off... things wouldn't have turned out this way." She said this, looking as if she might burst into tears at any moment. It was definitely better than the last time. However, having been fooled by her so many times before, she still couldn't fully trust the expression she showed.

"It's okay, it's okay... The responsibility is all mine. I didn't protect myself well."

Maybe that's it...

"...But, after all, it was me who invited you out. I am indeed responsible for not protecting you well." She still lowered her head, unwilling to let go.

"It really doesn't matter... I will continue to cooperate with you in your plans from now on."

"...I almost got you into trouble...but you're still thinking about me? Why? Don't you have any resentment towards me?"

"..."

Is she blaming herself?

Why should I feel resentment towards her for something that I think has nothing to do with her at all?

"Why should I resent you? Doing those things with you... I feel happy. Because those are the things I could normally do but refuse to do... I think those things are too trivial and I keep ignoring them. But you are the kind of person who needs to plan to do those things... This makes me feel that those things are not trivial or boring, but precious memories."

"...the state..."

She finally raised her head and faced me, her eyes filled with tears. This was truly her true feelings... Every time I saw her true side, I felt more and more pity for her. She was just someone who longed for a normal life.

"It's okay..."

So, I feel that I can accompany her to do those things that are trivial to me but precious to her.

"I'll do my best to keep you company until you leave."

The fifth character. I used to remember her short silver hair only reaching her shoulders, but now, after not seeing her for a while, it's almost down to her waist. With her slightly childish features and short stature, she doesn't look like someone old enough to support herself and work.