My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 52 As long as you live, sorrow will gradually accumulate.

"You look so silly now."

Yukino Risa smiled lightly, took out her phone, and made a "click".

"In the future, I will definitely use this photo to laugh at you."

These words seemed to arouse Fujiwara Xingkong's reaction, he chewed mechanically, and swallowed it whole.

Yukino Risa laughed, and gulped him a few mouthfuls in the same way, before she relaxed and continued to eat.

"Actually, the dead people are blessing us in another world."

While replenishing her body with necessary energy, she rambled on about some unclear truths.

"Like the shining stars in the night sky, I don't know who said that the dead will turn into stars and look at us in the sky."

"It's not scientific at all, but it's romantic, isn't it?"

"Maybe she is watching you from the sky, to see if you are doing well."

Yukino Risa smiled slightly, and two lines of tears fell silently.

"It's fine for you, it's fine for me, there will always be a day when you die."

"Experiencing death a few times in advance may help you feel less at a loss in the future."

"Do you think my sister is long-winded?" Yukino Risa wiped her tears.

"My sister doesn't want to be so sentimental."

"But who made my sister grow old?"

"When you receive the good news of a new friend, turn around and you will receive the news of the death of an old friend."

"A mighty group of people went to the bar today. Who knows if tomorrow's cold beer can only be drunk by one person."

Fujiwara Xingkong's stiff body seemed to tremble.

Yukino Risa lowered her head and carefully peeled off the shrimp shells. Suddenly, she caught sight of his body's reaction from the corner of her eye. She was startled for a moment, and then she laughed happily.

"Sure enough, long-winded old women are annoying, aren't they?"

"It can't be helped, don't you always say that I am a bad woman?"

"I can't change it."

"You can't resist me, you know."

As she spoke, she began to cry again.

Emotions are too capricious, but she can't control it.

"Hey, do you remember a sentence you asked me before?"

"You ask who will wait for you in another world when you leave in the future."

"I'll answer you now."

"It depends on whether you go first or I go first. If I go first, then I will wait for you."

"Fujiwara Hoshiku, can you hear me?"

The sound penetrated the air and echoed in the small room.

In the chaos, Fujiwara Hoshizora heard someone calling him, and he opened his eyes blankly.

The vision is filled with warm colors.

Feeling nostalgic, because whose call reminded him of home?
The scenery is bright, so it's hard to see, but it doesn't feel dazzling.

In a world like a dream...

Fujiwara Xingkong slowly locked the gears and turned his head, looking at the old woman who was crying and laughing like a crazy woman.

"You're annoying." He tried to speak, but his throat was so hot that it hurt even to speak.

"Twittering non-stop for two days"

“Can you get a good night’s sleep”

"Are you sure? I won't hate you."

His expression was very calm, calm like never before, no sadness or excitement, he just looked at her silently.

Yukino Risa smiled reassuringly.

She said: "Who made me accidentally become that beautiful and important part of your life?"

Fujiwara Hoshizoro chewed on the tonkatsu while saying, "Nummy."

The time is quiet and warm.

After eating, Yukino Risa asked him if he wanted to take a bath.

She also said with an idiot look that she can take a bath with mandarin ducks.

Unfortunately, just as Fujiwara Xingkong was about to agree, her phone rang.

"Captain, the Sendagaya Tunnel has detected data fluctuations with a peak value of 5000, please preside over the combat operation."

Yukino Risa rubbed her eyebrows and put down her phone.

Going back to the closet in the room, she found a bra and put it on. Before she left, she said with a smile: "My sister is going to save the world, and you have to work hard. Please remember to always protect the person you want to protect, just like my sister Same."

"You can shout tired, you can cry, but please don't get discouraged."

After that, she leaned down and kissed Fujiwara Xingkong gently on the forehead, the warm feeling seemed to spread throughout her body in an instant.

A faint, happy feeling...

She smiled, bit her lip, stood up, took one last look at him, turned and walked out the door.

It's just that she walked so slowly, and she often seemed to turn around to take another look, but in the end, she didn't look back.

Yukino Risa knows herself very well.

She never deceives her heart, she knows that if she looks back, she will never have the courage to leave.

In the house where there was only one person left, Fujiwara Hoshizo walked into the bathroom.

Flicking the light switch, looking around the small space illuminated by fluorescent lights, he looked at his pale face in the mirror, and his thoughts spread like weeds.

Grief builds up as long as one lives.

Yes, it seems like dust has accumulated unconsciously.

For example, a lonely toothbrush in the bathroom.For example, a white shirt that once dried for someone.For example, this neatly tidy little home.

Fujiwara Hoshizora resisted the urge to smoke and drink, washed his face, shaved off his sprouting beard, put on a clean school uniform, opened the door, and walked into the streets of Tokyo under the sunset.

Today is a sunny and sunny day, with a touch of cherry blossoms in the breeze.

Walking on the road leading to Shinjuku Station, the ears are filled with various noises.

Through the residences and mixed-use buildings, you can vaguely see the figure of the high-rise buildings in Shinjuku.

There is a railway in front of the line of sight, and the cherry blossoms are blooming on the side of the road.

Fujiwara Xingkong looked at the petals that were slowly flying down, and stepped onto the railway.

The railway siren began to sound, and a man with his head bowed passed by.

At that moment, a faint light suddenly lit up in his heart.

If he turns back, that person will turn back too, he has this idea strongly.No basis, but full of confidence.

So, on the other side of the railway, he looked back.

She also turned around slowly, and the moment their eyes were about to intersect, a train on the Odakyu Line flew by.

Fujiwara Xingkong stared deeply at the afterimage of the train running, the corners of his mouth slowly lifted, revealing a faint smile.That smile is gentle and reassuring, and there is no trace of pain or regret anymore.

Say goodbye to the train and move on.

If there is a chance, we will meet again.

Maybe in the not-too-distant future.

　When I was writing this chapter, the images in my mind were "[-] Centimeters per Second", the more I wrote, the more I wanted to blow up the train!
　　
　
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