My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 50 Born Like Summer Flowers
"Ryuko, are you okay?"

Fujiwara Xingkong asked, but there was no answer for a long time.

He suddenly panicked, walked over and saw that Ritsuko was standing in front of the broken glass, with disaster-like astonishment on his face, looking desolately and helplessly at Fujiwara Starry Sky.

And one of her palms is turning into a little bit of starlight, slowly dissipating.

The speed of dissipation was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, it spread from the palm to the arm, from the lower arm to the arm, in just ten seconds.

The dead soul worm, covered in white light, descended from the sky and circled around Ritsuko.

"Ryuko."

A heart-piercing scream came from Fujiwara Xingkong's mouth, and he rushed over like flying, pouring Ritsuko into his arms.

At the same time, a heart suddenly sank so slowly, so deep, so sinking, and then, the long-familiar cold feeling, deep despair, enveloped him!

He had experienced this too many times.

After each time, he thought he could afford the next time.

It's just that every time a new one comes again, he will find that the most painful will always be the next time.

"Fujiwara, don't cry." Ritsuko wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears on his face.

But sadly found that his other one has also disappeared.

Fujiwara Xingkong's body swayed, and then swayed again, he couldn't feel anything anymore, as if the whole sky had collapsed, and he was just a ridiculous and sad person...

Under the bright light, Ritsuko looked at the starry sky of Fujiwara with slightly red eyes, but there seemed to be a faint smile on her pale face.

She said, "Death is for new life, right?"

"Thank you for crying for me, but please don't cry, or I can't let go."

I want to tell you how happy I am and how uncomfortable I am.

I want to tell you that the time spent with you is more enjoyable than ever.

I want to tell you that I want to be with you all the time.

Even if it is self-satisfaction, I will tell you.

But I am speechless.

I can't do anything for him anymore.

I get so much from him.

And I can't do anything for him.

No matter how much you cry, you can't pass it on.

No matter how much you shout, you can't convey it.

I have died twice!
Fujiwara Hoshizora, I love you, I love you forever, I will love you even when I go to heaven, and I will love you even after reincarnation.

Even if I don't know you anymore.

Will still like it.

The dead soul worm lifted Ritsuko's remaining half body and flew towards the distant shore.

The evening wind blew her white clothes, hunting and dancing, like a fairy landing on the moon, that is the most poignant scenery in the world.

In the world, everything suddenly became quiet, and there was only one voice, roaring like a heart-piercing lung.

"No…"

I am this dazzling moment
It's an instant flame across the horizon
I'm looking for you i'm desperate

I will go out and never come back
I'm here

right here

Shocking is short-lived

As gorgeous as summer flowers

……

Endless darkness envelops the whole world

Fujiwara Xingkong trembled in the dark, not daring to move, not to face, not to wake up.

After an unknown amount of time, the trembling hands were slowly clenched, and then let go. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and he was the only one in the room.

Tears flowed silently.

He crawled out of the kitchen all the way, climbed into the room, picked up the phone, exhausted the last of his body's strength, and made a call.

……

Finally home!
At 10 o'clock in the evening, Yukino Risa opened the door of the house with heavy steps.

She couldn't help but began to hate her slender body. She had only climbed a few flights of stairs, but she was too tired to move.

She took off the high heels from her swollen and painful feet, and the wound on the sole of her foot seemed to be open again, and she was aching.

He took off the stockings under the entrance and threw them casually, and put his hand behind the shirt to unbutton the bra, then reached into the shirt and pulled it, and threw the bra and the bag in his hand far away on the sofa.

Try to ignore the messy living room and walk to the room.

I don't want to do anything, I just want to sleep well!

Fortunately, I came out of the hospital without makeup, otherwise I would have to remove it.

He fell headfirst into the bed, not long after recovering from serious injuries, his physical condition was normal, and the sleepiness that had been waiting for a long time hit immediately.

There was the sound of the wind whizzing by the train outside the window. Yukino Risa opened her eyes and looked at the sky outside the window with blurred vision. In the vast and deep night, there were one or two stars twinkling faintly, flickering on and off, as if someone was blinking.

In the chaotic world, there was a slight snoring sound.

[We, especially me, did things we shouldn't have done, the worst things we should have done. ]
[This situation is a mistake for both of us, I know I should stop, but]
[Wait a second, give me a little time.]
[Hey, Fujiwara Hoshizora, what do you think of me? ]
[Can I still hold on? ]
"bell bell"

The ringtone of the incoming call broke the quiet dream.

Yukino Risa rubbed her eyes and took the phone, dizzy, but felt more tired than before going to bed.

The calling number is a secret 11-digit number.

I glanced at the time, it was one o'clock in the morning.

She was hesitating whether to answer or continue to sleep when another call rang on another phone.

Yukino Risa took a look from the bag, and the note on the screen showed [a maverick pig].

She couldn't wait to answer the call, put it in her ear and said happily: "Why, can't you sleep in the middle of the night because of loneliness? Do you want to come to sister's bed!"

"Miss Risa"

A hoarse voice came from the other side.

"I need you"

After saying this, there was a "da" sound from the microphone, and the call was cut off.

It should be the sound of the phone falling to the ground.

Yukino Risa instantly sensed something was wrong, she quickly clicked on another mobile phone that kept ringing, without putting it to her ear, she shouted directly: "What's the matter? Did something happen to Fujiwara Xingkong?"

The other side replied: "The fluctuation of the girl in the gap disappeared."

Yukino Risa opened her mouth, a look of pain suddenly appeared on her face.

She jumped up from the bed recklessly, didn't even bother to put on the bra she took off, just put on a pair of flat shoes casually, and rushed out.

He ran all the way through the long entrance corridor, ran directly past the elevator with the [Inspection] sign, and rushed down the narrow stairs installed on the outer wall.

The evening wind blew, and she, who was only wearing a thin shirt, felt a chill all over her body, and the wound on the soles of her feet was squeezed by the fast running, and the wound opened again, bleeding.

He ran down the eighth floor in one breath, and anxiously stopped the car on the side of the road.

All kinds of sounds filled my ears, the whistling of the evening wind between the buildings, the sound of locomotives and trucks on the street, etc. These sounds interweaved and accumulated somewhere, and finally mixed into the low hum of the city.

Suddenly, I found that the world was full of sound.

Then, Yukino Risa heard a violent whimper—it was her own voice.

(End of this chapter)