Uneasy daily life

By doing this, I can feel that I like you and you like me. It's amazing that there's such a simple way to express myself in the world. It's so convenient.

For example, the next day, you don't need an alarm clock or a biological clock; you can wake up earlier than the jerk simply by muttering certain thoughts while you're asleep.

Then, there's the thing about last night when I gave up halfway and ran away!

But the taste is so weird!

"hey-hey……"

On the sofa, once again emerging from the bathroom, Feng Bin and Hua, dressed in loose pajamas, lay sprawled on Bai Ying, their cheeks pressed against his chest, giggling foolishly.

Bai Ying was stroking her damp golden hair with his hand, sometimes shaking it, sometimes swaying it, sometimes combing it with his fingers, sometimes pinching it tightly, with a gentle and otherworldly smile on his face, like a wise monk smiling as he plucks a flower.

Suddenly I understand why I've been getting ganked by stick figures lately. It turns out it's because I'm being loved... Such simple, pure, and direct love leaves no room for maneuver. I can only be loved. How to deal with being loved has completely touched on my blind spot.

Feng Bin and Hua bowed their heads and looked up at the white figure.

Bai Ying: "...Is there something you need?"

Unperturbed by the suddenly strange form of address, Toyohama Kazuka simply checked the time and tentatively asked, "One more time?"

"So you're in such a hurry?" Bai Ying asked.

"It's not really a rush. I'll leave this afternoon and be back before I go to sleep..."

Feng Bin and Hua were meticulously calculating the time, but when they got tired of it, they quickly put it aside: "Anyway, you have to remind me—you absolutely have to remind me! Don't you dare cheat me! Otherwise, you'll get what's coming to you!"

"Don't worry!" the white figure suddenly declared firmly, her eyes resolute as if she were about to save the world. "I will definitely remind you!"

"It's good that you remember..."

Feng Bin and Hua smiled brightly, then suddenly blinked and asked in confusion, "You rascal, are you not feeling well today? Are you a little tired?"

tired?

"Heh!" The white figure chuckled coldly. "Stickman, are you perhaps too afraid to fight?"

These are weird things to say, but this is my boyfriend.

"Well……"

The familiar feeling returned to their bodies, and Feng Bin and Hua Xin breathed a satisfied sigh of relief, just as they were about to make their move if the enemy didn't move...

"Stickman, let's have a contest!"

"Huh? What?"

"Take it slow this time! Slow is also a kind of speed, slow is also a state of mind, slow is also a kind of exhilarating experience!"

"What nonsense is this?" Feng Bin and Hua asked blankly. "Wait? Then, what are we going to do?"

"chat!"

Bai Ying propped herself up, wrapped her arms around Feng Binhua's waist, and pressed her fingers against the thin fabric, gently stroking the smooth, beautiful waistline: "The things I want to say, the things I want to talk about, the people I want to talk to..."

"Huh?" Feng Bin and Hua felt quite annoyed by this, and couldn't help but wiggle their butts and scratch their hair lightly. "You know what I don't really know... By the way, don't you like writing strange poems?"

"Of course! This is my specialty. After all, authors will do anything to get their work approved!"

Bai Ying smiled confidently: "To be honest, I wrote a poem in my mind yesterday."

"Huh? Let me hear it!"

Feng Bin and Hua became interested. Yesterday? It must have been related to them!

"Um……"

Oh my god! I forgot!

Bai Ying, quick-witted, used one hand to support Feng Bin and Hua's backs, and the other hand to gently pinch the earring that Feng Bin was bringing closer.

"But we need to explain slowly."

……

Hmm... what am I doing back in Chiba?

Yukino Yukinoshita got off the bus. She was wearing a light blue dress, carrying a small bag, and wearing white sneakers. She stood at the intersection, seemingly quiet and aloof, but in reality, her mind was full of a jumble of lines.

With my sister recording an album today, I can finally get rid of that person who came to Chiba under the pretext of...

But what am I doing here?

Bai Jun and He Hua have definitely left. We won't see them even if we go back to Chiba. Besides, seeing them would only make things more awkward.

She didn't want others to disturb her and Bai Jun, and likewise, she shouldn't disturb others and Bai Jun.

So what are you doing in Chiba?

It's fine if you come, but it's not like you came right away.

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed deeply, carefully considering her condition over the past two days, and could only conclude that she had an intellectual disability.

No... I know... I should know...

It's not jealousy... okay, maybe a little bit, but that won't make me do anything stupid... in fact, this little bit of jealousy doesn't make me hate myself, but rather makes me feel a little happy—Bai Jun can always see through my thoughts and always finds ways to coax me, so I don't need to go against my conscience. Even when I'm jealous, I'm still very cute.

...I feel a little embarrassed to praise myself for being cute now, but I'm sure Bai-jun will.

Ahem, let's get back to the topic of self-criticism and analysis!

So, are you missing Bai Jun?

That's unlikely... Thinking of Bai Jun and then going directly to see him? How could I do something so reckless... Hmm, maybe if I really, really wanted to? Like when the world restarted to the day I remembered everything... So, that's just an extremely special case.

Normally I would think about him, but I wouldn't see him.

After all, Bai Jun's harassment never stopped. He would either go crazy in the group chat or suddenly call and go crazy. Sometimes he would launch surprise attacks like when school started, so there was no sense of separation between them.

Therefore, I definitely didn't do such a stupid thing because I wanted to see Bai Jun.

So, who exactly am I...?

Envy? Jealousy? Longing? Nostalgia? Melancholy? Nervousness? Fear? Confusion?

Don’t think about it now.

The answer can only be gradually known by doing; mere self-reflection cannot resolve one's own inner turmoil.

Yukino Yukinoshita reached a conclusion and took a step forward.

I really want to go back to the apartment I lived in during high school, to go home... Yes, that's home, I want to go home and visit.

Then go, Yukino.

Following the not-so-unfamiliar road, I arrived at the very familiar apartment building, swiped my card to enter just like yesterday, and took the elevator to my floor.

This is my own room, that's Bai Jun's room, and this is Ma Yi's room...

I've spent three years here. Although it hasn't been long since I graduated, I already feel a sense of nostalgia as I look back.

Yukino Yukinoshita took out a set of keys, opened the door, and walked around. The daily cleaning was done quite well. If someone were to live there, a little cleaning would suffice, and a major cleaning would not be necessary.

This is Bai Jun's room. In the past, in the dead of night, the sound of someone frantically pounding on a keyboard would come out, or the mournful cries of someone rolling around with their head covered would drift in.

This is my room, and it's usually very quiet. Occasionally, Bai Jun will sneak in and always likes to tease me.

This is the living room. Many people have gathered here, including Hikigaya-kun, Yui-hama, Kazuka, Angelina, Mai, my older sister, and Shiro-kun.

This is the dining table, and inside is the kitchen. Bai Jun is someone who only likes to cook and cook, but particularly hates washing dishes and cleaning up. He always argues with himself over the right to cook... No, it should be said that he always finds a way to keep me company so that I can always think of him.

TV... watching movies and shows together, criticizing each other, I especially loved finding fault with Bai Jun's scripts and shows, then listening to Bai Jun's rebuttals, and then finding fault with him again, and so on, and time would suddenly disappear... Hmm, thinking about it now, how come I was like a stupid elementary school boy? How embarrassing.

Yukino Yukinoshita pursed her lips, quietly went out, and opened the door to the house where Shirokage used to live.

As expected, there was no trace of Bai Jun. This place was probably just a place for Bai Jun to sleep.

What was he thinking about during his time living here? What kind of elaborate conspiracy was he plotting? Was he bursting with inspiration and creating late at night? Was he caught in an emotional entanglement, contemplating how to cope?

It's a bit of a pity that, despite everything that has happened, it seems we've never seen what Bai Jun's expression would be when he thinks about himself.

There's no need to look at this part further.

Yukino Yukinoshita gently closed the door. This room is probably no longer needed, but Haku-kun wants to keep it.

On the other side is the house where Mai used to live...

Well, since we're already here, let's go take a look.

If it were my past self, I would never have imagined that our relationship would end up like this.

In a sense, Mai is both similar to and unlike herself; she is more rational, gentler, more persistent, and braver... Hmm, no, I'm cuter... Ahem, never mind, comparing people's personalities is an absurd thing.

With a touch of nostalgia and a hint of annoyance, Yukino Yukinoshita unconsciously smiled as she unlocked the door with her key.

"Flowers bloom fiercely, vying for spring's favor; youth waits for no one..."

A long, drawn-out recitation of poetry drifted out from someone.

Hmm? Bai Jun hasn't gone back yet?

Yukino Yukinoshita subconsciously quickened her pace towards the house, forgetting to even close the door.

"Why lament the fading blossoms? Spring is over... spring is over..."

It's right in the living room!

Yukino Yukinoshita walked into the living room and looked at the sofa.

All the melancholy, worries, nostalgia, self-analysis, and self-criticism were instantly swept away to the highest heavens!

"Uh-"

Feng Binhua let out a soft moan, then slumped into Bai Ying's arms, her top half-undone and her lower body completely naked, and chuckled foolishly, "Taking it slow is quite nice... You still haven't thought of the last line?"

The white shadow twitched as it looked at Yukino Yukinoshita.

"Spring ends, snow pushes open the door."

"#!"

Yukino turned her back completely, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger, and shouted coldly, "Haku-kun!!"

"Huh?! Koyuki no Shita?!"

"Ouch—angle! I turned it at the wrong angle!"

The scene was quite chaotic at one point.

Chapter Twenty: Being Loved

Bai Ying sat obediently on the sofa, eyes downcast, nose upcast, mouth down, with a dignified and solemn appearance.

Yukino Yukinoshita sat a little further away on the other side of the sofa, her eyebrows twitching slightly, her eyes flashing sharply before she immediately looked away.

"Put your pants on!"

“Private Marseille with red bean paste!”

Bai Ying immediately pulled up her pants.

The sound of water was coming from the bathroom. Yukino Yukinoshita listened to the water and felt her anger, annoyance, shame and anxiety growing. She wanted to say something but stopped, and her small hands were restless, sometimes tugging at her hair and sometimes rubbing her temples. She really didn't know what to say.

Bai Ying stared at her silently, like a quiet, well-behaved cat.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Yukino Yukinoshita let out a sound.

"Hero..." The white figure took a deep breath and slowly asked, "Have you felt the capriciousness of fate, the unpredictability of time, as if behind life, there is an invisible hand manipulating all the coincidences in the world..."

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

Yukino Yukinoshita glared coldly. "Still spouting nonsense at a time like this? I think you, Shirogane, just need to be taught a lesson lately..."

"Hero, haven't you ever had any doubts?" the white figure said solemnly, "If it weren't for the invisible hand of fate, how could you keep running into these situations! It must be fate silently harming you, trying to defeat you, trying to strangle you..."

Paji.

A cushion flew over and knocked the white figure down onto the sofa.

"I find it strange too!" Yukino Yukinoshita's voice unusually loud. "When you bump into Shiro-kun, why are you always with other girls?!"

The white figure suddenly fell silent, staring intently at Yukino Yukinoshita with a strange expression.

Slightly annoyed, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly fell silent as her mind raced—wait! Was what I just said...?

"I didn't think about that kind of thing!"