People in Tokyo, the world is clear

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"Ah."

"Me, and my...childhood sweetheart."

Yes.

She, Ito Nishigo, decided to tell a lie.

Chapter 8: Appointment on a Rainy Night

It was really hard to sleep on such a rainy night.

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The cold wind and moisture invaded the insufficiently insulated building, taking away the little sleepiness I already felt.

Of course, there's another reason to be so invigorated.

There are stories to listen to.

"He's... a few years older than me. He's always been like an older brother in my life."

The short-haired girl in pajamas was curled up in a chair with her knees hugged, and her expression was a little difficult to understand.

His eyes were lifeless, obviously lost in memories.

"We grew up together and went to the same high school. He got admitted to Tokyo. I followed suit and chose a university in Tokyo."

"I still remember the cherry blossoms that year. They were really beautiful."

"He had already graduated by then. He picked me up at Tokyo Station. We went to the park together to see the cherry blossoms. We sat on a bench, looking up at the petals falling, landing on the ground and on our bodies."

"At that time I asked him what his plans were for the future."

"He said he wanted to settle down in Tokyo, build a career, and then start a family, working towards a happy future."

“I was so happy.”

"When I was still in school, he would come to see me once a week and bring me local specialties sent by his elders."

“I thought everything would go on like this.”

"Until graduation day, I saw another girl next to him."

"I finally realized something."

"From the beginning to the end, from childhood to adulthood, I..."

"It's always been unrequited love."

Suddenly there was a roar of thunder.

The girl hugged herself tighter.

"It's been almost a year since graduation. He never came to see me again."

"He said I had grown up and should learn to be independent."

"I finally realized that he had only been playing the role of an older brother."

"It's really cold today in spring."

"So does the water in Tokyo Bay."

"If Senior hadn't rescued me, I would have been buried there forever."

After saying the last sentence, Ito Xiguo buried his face in his arms on his knees.

Lonely and speechless.

Lin Sen didn't know how to start.

How miserable.

Although the ending of the story is quite dramatic, the girl described it very realistically, and everything seemed to be happening right in front of Lin Sen.

It’s true at first glance.

The psychological damage suffered when a relationship that has lasted from childhood to adulthood collapses is really not small.

When you encounter something like this, it almost means you lose the meaning of continuing to work hard in life.

No wonder he made the same choice as his original self.

Lin Sen began to think of ways to comfort her.

But suddenly he felt tongue-tied and couldn't come up with anything witty to say.

I am used to being straightforward and not good at saying flattering words.

There was a rare clumsiness in his movements.

Finally, he had to stand up neatly.

The meaning of the old wife

"Are you hungry?"

Regardless of not getting a response, he rushed into the kitchen and started tinkering.

Chop a tomato and add boiling water to make the juice.

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Open two packs of instant noodles and put down the vegetable buns.

Cover the pot with a glass lid and simmer for fifteen minutes, and your cheap midnight snack is ready.

Then scoop the tomato noodles into a bowl.

The hot aroma of the food drove away some of the coldness.

Food seems to have magical power.

When the food was served on the table and the chopsticks were handed to the girl, she seemed to feel much more relaxed.

"Senior is really a good person."

A card was sent directly.

"Don't."

He waved his hand and felt relieved when he saw the girl swallowing the noodles bit by bit.

But he found that the girl who was eating noodles with her head down had raised her eyes.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, reflecting the shadow of the lamp and his own shadow, and he looked over.

"Actually, I've always been a little curious. Can you tell me your story, Senior?"

"Mine..."

Hearing this answer, Lin Sen leaned back and sighed.

Finally organized some words.

“It’s not an interesting life.”

The baton of storytelling was taken over.

The story of the young man named Xiao Linsen did not have such a dramatic plot. In the ups and downs of life, there are only ups and downs.

All Time low.

Let’s start with family and childhood.

Talk about a twisted and cowardly character.

Talking about some embarrassing things that happened in school that are hard to look back on.

Talk about three extremely failed love experiences.

And that confession under the fireworks that I will never wait for.

No additives. No subjective self-beautification.

Because I didn't feel embarrassed.

Anyway, it wasn't me who did this.

From the perspective of a completely neutral and calm narrator, the story can naturally be told vividly.

By the time he put down his half-drunk cup of water, the girl sitting opposite him had a complicated expression on her face that could no longer be concealed.

Biting her lip.

"Senior is really very strong."

"No, Xiao Linsen has always been a weak person."

This is the truth.

"Maybe next month you'll have to find me at the bottom of Tokyo Bay."

This is the fucking truth. I still have a large loan sharking debt, and if I can't pay it back, I'll be drowned.

But these truths made Ito Nishigo, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly nervous.

"No..." She quickly stood up by holding onto the table, "Senior saved my life. If you... then I will follow you!"

Although it is very impolite, the cute look of being frightened and stuttering makes people laugh.

What a nice girl.

Really.

I took advantage of the situation and laughed, then stood up to clean up the mess on the table.