There is No Problem with the Youth Under the Snow

Walking slowly through the entrance, the footsteps suddenly stopped.

Because the phone calls faintly came from the hall, in the silent night, it was particularly clear.

"Yang Nai, the time has been set."

"After this semester is over, you can send Yukino over there."

With such a voice, the call suddenly fell silent.

The atmosphere was terrifyingly quiet, and after an unknown amount of time, Yang Nai finally spoke slowly.

"Didn't you say that you would go after graduation?"

Although he tried to calm his tone as much as possible, anyone could easily detect the emotions lurking behind the words.

"I said hello to the school board, and the application can be completed early. Besides, there is no problem with Yukino's grades."

Yukinoshita's mother conveyed the meaning of her words in a gentle tone.

But Yang Nai clearly knew the will that was not to be violated under that mildness.

"Do you really want this? It doesn't matter if it's half a semester."

Rarely, Yang Nao's words carried a negotiating tone.

"Staying at school is just a simple waste of time."

The self-talk that came out of the phone with a light sigh made it impossible to speak.

"........................."

So, Yang Nai fell into silence on the phone side.

"I still have the company's documents to look at, so let's do it first."

With the sound of "beep", the call was interrupted.

"call....................."

In the deep exhalation sound, he seemed to be expressing helplessness. He gently supported his temple with his right hand, and Yang Nai sat paralyzed on the sofa.

At this time, suddenly the cold wind blew across her cheek, and Yang Nai suddenly realized that the door of the entrance had been painted open.

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Perhaps because of the wind in the sky above, the clouds were surging non-stop like thin cotton candy.

Under the light of the moonlight, it was constantly changing its shape.

The snow cloud had already flown away in a very distant direction, and the stars were twinkling above the night sky.

The light of the stars is the light produced dozens of light years ago.I don't know if the starlight I see in my eyes still exists at this moment, but maybe it is because of this that it looks so beautiful.What is unattainable and what is lost is always so beautiful.

Because I know this truth, I can't stretch out my hands.Once touched, even the most beautiful things will fade.

"It has always been the mother's decision in the end."

With a slightly cold voice, his eyes seem to be staring at the distant place, and it seems that when thinking about life, people's eyes will become very distant.

There is no doubt that there is a color similar to loneliness and hatred hidden in the depths of those eyes.

The sudden surge of power made him walk out of this house, but after that, what can he do.

Yukinoshita raised his eyes to look at the smoke-like night sky, and said to himself.

"Everyone must be looking at the same bright moon."

So far, that must have been the case.

After all, they've been staring at similar things from such close distances and spending the same amount of time together.

But even so, everyone's answer will be different, but only that answer will never change.

Therefore, in order not to say their respective answers, they kept evading and talking about other things that were not related.

Like the weather, like the fragrant black tea, and the empty past.

After she made a sound, she calmed down, but in the end, it seemed to disappear into the night sky, and she lowered her eyes, and the snow-like face was slightly stained with shadows.

Chapter 273 Chapter 2 Future Matters and My Matters

Yukinoshita's eyes seemed to be filled with some kind of nostalgia, or maybe it should be called the last nostalgia.

However, her eyes were directed straight ahead, where there was only an endless night, and the lights in the city were vaguely visible.

"Think about it and accept..."

The slight breath spoke to himself in a calm voice.

When he said that, the cold wind at night became colder and colder, as if even his heart had lost the last temperature.

Perhaps, I have always been very clear about these things in my heart.It's just that because I couldn't make up my mind completely, I kept this matter in my heart.

If you don't open the box and take a look, you won't know what's inside.

So, a result came naturally.

"...It's good to say...goodbye."