Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

Because she saw that a look of anger quickly passed over the face of the young girl in front of her.Although the look of anger was fleeting, she was somehow sure that it had appeared on the girl's face.

"What, what's wrong? Why are you angry?" Her voice trembled uncontrollably. "Is it because I'm so disappointing...?"

The young girl froze for a moment, then shook her head quickly and vigorously.

"No, it's not like that," she said reassuringly, in a very firm tone.

"Miss Hitomi is a very nice person, you have done nothing wrong," she said.

"You're going to be fine, get out of here, and go where you want to go."

Hitomi: "Yes, is it...?"

The young girl nodded vigorously.

"That's why I'm here. You're all missed, and they'd be so happy to see you again..."

Hitomi felt a little happier.

"Y-is that so...? Who are 'everyone'? I'm so sorry that I don't even remember them...but, but! Maybe I'll remember them when I see you...!"

The young girl paused slightly, then smiled.

"That's right," she agreed.

"'Everyone' means those who love Miss Hitomi and want to see Miss Hitomi more than anyone else."

"For Miss Hitomi, they worked very hard..."

"When they first saw me, their faces were full of disgust, as if they were silently saying to me, 'How can you compare to Ms. Hitomi'." She said with a lighter tone, jokingly .

Hitomi: "Yeah... I'm causing you trouble..."

The young girl smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"Hey, yes. So I thought, it would be nice if I could bring Miss Tong back one day... At least I can prove to everyone that I am a reliable person."

Hitomi: "Thanks, thank you..."

She has completely relaxed.

The long-term convalescent life is indeed a bit boring and tormenting.Not seeing more people for a long time also made her a little timid.But the young girl in front of her has the beautiful qualities that can make people trust her and make others feel at ease. Hitomi also believed her words unknowingly, and began to look forward to the future after recovering from her words——

"By the way, Miss Tong, who is the doctor you are talking about? Can I visit him tomorrow?" the girl asked as if nothing had happened.

Hitomi thought for a while. "He, his surname is Amano, visits me about two or three times a week to check on my progress... But I feel very sorry for him, I have never thought of anything valuable..."

There seemed to be a flash of light in the young girl's eyes.

"'Things of value'?" she said thoughtfully. "Then, even if it's 'things of no value', has Miss Hitomi ever thought of it?"

Hitomi was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her eyes in embarrassment.

"I, I think it's worthless, so I haven't told anyone about it... I'm afraid that everyone will think that there is something wrong with me after hearing it..." She replied hesitantly.

The young girl looked at her encouragingly and earnestly.

"Whether it's 'worthless things', I want to hear it. The things that Ms. Hitomi can still keep in her mind so far must have some meaning." She said.

Her tone and attitude are too sincere, and from her standpoint, even if she feels that there is something wrong in her mind, it is impossible to affect the doctor's examination and treatment of her, or the doctor's permission to leave the hospital— ——So Hitomi thought about it, finally let out a sigh of relief, and said in a small voice: "Do you like haiku?"

The young girl was startled, and then a faint, reminiscing smile suddenly appeared on her face.That smile made her face softer, and mixed with a faint trace of melancholy.

"Haiku?" she asked softly.

Hitomi nodded.

"The only thing I remember, it seems to be an idea... because it sounds ridiculous too, so I don't think it's worth it..."

"There is such a sentence in my head."

She paused for a moment, and finally made up her mind to believe in the friendliness and sincerity of the other party, so she said:

"'Haiku, it's important.'"

Young girl:! ! !

"...What haiku is important?" She asked slowly with a thoughtful expression.

Hitomi shook her head.

"I'm sorry...that's all I remember." She replied apologetically.

"It seems a bit different from the bits and pieces I used to have at school...but since it comes to haiku, maybe it's something I learned at school...?" She reluctantly explained her thoughts and guesses.

"But... I can't remember any haiku I learned in school. And I don't remember being interested in haiku... The most common pastime I do here is to play the piano." Against one wall was a cheap electric piano.

Hitomi still wanted to think a little more carefully, but if she thought a little more, her head would start to ache almost immediately.

She let out a soft cry, and immediately stretched out her hands to press her temples on both sides, trying to relieve the pain.

The young girl by the door seemed taken aback. Seeing her staggering and unable to sit still, she immediately planned to rush over to help her.

But Hitomi is used to having a headache when she thinks a little more.She quickly resisted the wave of dizzy pain, shook her hands to show that she was fine, but she didn't dare to open her eyes for the time being—because her head hurt again when she opened her eyes, and she was still dizzy—she could only He lowered his head and closed his eyes, and his voice became soft and weak.

"I'm sorry... that's all I remember... I probably won't be able to leave here," she whispered, looking a little frustrated.

The young girl stopped.The tip of the small wooden stick she held in her hand shone brightly.

"No... that's enough," she said finally.

"Miss Hitomi has amazing memories..."

"One day, you will get those memories back. I believe so."

Hitomi stared blankly at her.

After an unknown amount of time, Hitomi staggered and climbed down from the window sill with great difficulty and stood on the ground.Halfway through, she declined the kindness of the young girl who came to help her, and insisted on completing the action by herself. Then, with one hand on the window sill, and then the wall, she rubbed against the edge of the bed and sat down.

"...you go quickly." She said in a low voice.

"There is a monitoring system in the building... If they find out that you sneaked in here, they may be very angry..."

The young girl did not immediately turn around and leave.

She was still standing there, with a thoughtful expression on her face, and suddenly asked without thinking:

"...What if they find me? What happens? What happens?"

Hitomi became a little anxious.

"I... I don't know! But I won't treat you happily... Maybe I will arrest you and ask how you got here... No, but this is all my guess! I I have never seen anyone come here without permission like you..."

She began to speak incoherently, and finally said anxiously: "Anyway, anyway! You go away! I just forgot to tell you that this nursing home is closed and not open to visits... You, you are willing to visit me, I am very happy ;But...if you get scolded because of me..."

The young girl curled up her lips and smiled.

"Thank you. ... One last thing."

Hitomi looked around frantically, and nodded curtly.As if only now did she realize that the young girl had been here too long, long enough to risk revealing herself, and she became genuinely anxious.

"Okay, okay. Come on!"

The girl playfully raised the small wooden stick in her right hand, and that shape looked like a magical girl in a fairy tale book.Tong Tong couldn't help feeling a kind of envy towards her.

"Have you ever told anyone else that 'haiku matters'? Anyone."

Hitomi was taken aback, lowered her head and thought hard, then shook her head again.

"No, no...I don't think so," she said, "I don't know why...but I think...it's a bit of a scary thing...so I never told anyone! Even if the doctor asked I don't think of anything, and I haven't said anything!"

The girl's eyes froze slightly.

"A...a bit scary thing?" She repeated Tong's adjective thoughtfully, and suddenly let out a long breath, as if she had come to some conclusion, she nodded vigorously at Tong.

"Miss Tong, thank you." She said solemnly.

"It's great to see you today."

Hitomi was a little shy, and her face was hot; but there was a cluster of small flames called happiness in her heart, dancing there lightly.

As a result, this cluster of happy little flames was extinguished by the girl's words in the next second.

"However, what we talked about... and the whole content of the conversation, please don't tell anyone."

Hitomi: "...Eh?!"

The girl has turned away.Hearing Hitomi's small exclamation, she turned around again.

The moonlight cast on her face, casting colorful and bizarre shadows on that beautiful face.Looking at her like that, Hitomi couldn't help feeling a little nervous suddenly.

"This is to protect Miss Tong, so I beg you." She said.

Hitomi:? !

She still wanted to ask the unfinished meaning of the girl's words, but the girl had already strode out the door without hesitation.In an instant, there was no figure of the girl at the door, only the same half-open door as when she suddenly appeared, casting rigid shadows and dark lines on the ground.

Hitomi stared blankly at the door.She didn't know how long it had passed, and she didn't hear any ominous noises from outside the door—it seemed that the girl had left safely without being discovered.

Hitomi suddenly let out a slow, long sigh.

Then, she stood up from the bed again, walked to the door, and slowly closed the door again without a sound.

"I really want to help you...but now I don't have that ability."

She sighed and looked towards the corner of the ceiling.

"You're so lucky... If you came a few days earlier, they still haven't removed the surveillance cameras there because of my good behavior for a long time..."

She walked slowly back to the bed, groped to sit back down, and then very slowly lay down on her side again.

The bed wasn't that big. After she stretched her arms, a thin forearm hung outside the bed; on that fair forearm, there were dense traces of pinholes.

"I'm already a useless person...?" She asked in a very low voice, and then closed her eyes.

"Tsurumaru...Tsurumaru—" She moved her lips and said the name silently.

A teardrop escaped her closed eyelid, slid down her temple, and landed on the pillow.

"How surprised will you be when you see me like this...?"

"But, that's all I remember. About you, about the Honmaru, about myself..."

"No matter how hard I try, I can't think of more."

Her tear-resisting, thin voice sounded like the deepest sigh.

"I'm really useless."

"I can only hope that someone else will save me...I hope someone else will find out."

"Qingyuan-kun... can I pin my hopes on you?"

The author has something to say:

February 8:

I'm a little late, sorry [to finger

Because I have to go out today, so maybe the next update will be on Tuesday or Wednesday [Dogeza