i have a date with leader jae

She didn't regret making the confession.

There is nothing terrible to face your own psychology, after all, what is far more painful than all this has been crowned by her.As long as you don't have expectations in the first place, then your expectations will never fail. This is an eternal truth.

The dim light of the desk lamp could barely shine on the back of her hand caressing the side face of the cat, and then disappeared into the transition zone of the shadow in the corner of the wall.The tail hidden in the darkness curled back to its owner's feet, and there was a small white hair growing on the tip of the long black cat's tail, which looked like snow falling on the black ridge inadvertently.

When hugging Dazai Meow, Shiroba always liked to pinch and rub the tip of the tail from time to time, but now she has lost that impulse, and can only use her eyes to chase pointlessly.

After she uttered those hurtful words, the other party's response finally brought her consciousness together.

"But you actually want me to stay, don't you?" The frail and petite bandaged cat opened her one clear eye, imprinting her expression into her heart without blinking.

The beautiful and unique iris color is divided into half faint bright and half deep shadow. The faded color makes Frost Leaf think of the film used in old-fashioned antique cameras. A click can leave a deep memory .

But in fact, whether it is the dim surroundings, the gauze curtains flying by the window, the retro desk lamp on the table, or even the stars reflected in the other party's eyes, they are all tinged with nostalgia at the same time.

It's like, everything is saying...

"You don't want me."

He stared at Shuangye fixedly, as if he wanted to dig out her deepest secrets with soft but sharp words: "It doesn't matter if it's a human or a cat, what you want is to have another journey in the ocean." The soul that comes to the sea stays with you."

"You don't realize it yourself, you are unknowingly pursuing a greater pursuit...otherwise you wouldn't have dreamed of [forever] from the very beginning."

[Forever], that is the time limit that those who want to be together for a lifetime will dream of.

For a moment, Shuang Ye, who held her breath, thought that she was facing another self, but the reason for this illusion was that the other party had always been too familiar with people's hearts, and her level of sobriety in seeing the world was far higher than her own.

But for some reason, after someone spoke the truth for her, she was actually relieved.

"...you are the one who hates me, right?"

Shimoba was caught off guard and threw Dazai Niao on the bed. His light body and soft body had such advantages, and he could easily succeed with a little push.

The petite black cat, which had no power to resist, opened its soft white belly, and was slapped up and down by Shuangye's indulgent fingers.

"Are you so afraid of being chased away by me?"

But this time Dazai Meow didn't make any violent reaction, just used those pink and tender little paws to hold her index finger so lightly that she could be freed after a little struggle.A casual glance over at him completely led her into the vortex of his world.

Her eyes were filled with extreme melancholy and sadness, as if she could push him to an irreversible death with a light push.

"I'm afraid." There was a trill in his voice, "Will you abandon me?"

Fragile and invisible tremors, like bubbles floating in the air, shattered with a snap.The sharp sadness cut through the rationality of Shuangye's surface. At this moment, she seemed to see the timid appearance of the black cat that she carried out of the cardboard box and was afraid of being abandoned again.

——Do you really want to stay by her side?

Is there really... the thought of not leaving even a step away?

By the time Shuangye realized it, she had already grabbed the opponent's cat's paw, and her fingertips rested on his soft pad.

Like a moth who only knows how to chase light, and doesn't know what kind of ending is waiting for him.

"I have already answered this question in the pet hospital before, right?"

Shuang Ye calmed down and replied: "You guy still owes me 7000 million, do you think it's easy for you to escape?"

"Then you have to change me back to my original form and send me away!"

Dazai Niao was so wronged that he immediately swung his tail on the bed, trying to sweep the injection tube above it into the bottom of the bed.

Fortunately, Shuang Ye caught it in time, preventing the fate of the injection from being destroyed.

"What do you think I am—"

Shimoba felt that she was coaxing her unreasonable girlfriend. Seeing that Dazai Niao covered her eyes with her paws and put on a self-closing posture of "don't listen or listen", she couldn't help but rua him up and down again. Repeatedly, "Isn't it to stop a certain cat from screaming in pain!"

The tip of a certain cat's ear finally trembled, and it was willing to show that beautiful eye from its paw.

"Just because of this?"

Shuangye faked a smile back: "Of course there are other things."

Then she tossed the tube of injection upwards while a certain black cat was stunned.

The blue liquid flowing in the transparent glass tube is slowly reflected in the eyes of a certain cat that gradually brightens, which is really beautiful.

"It won't go back to the original, how do you still want to chase me—?"

I saw Shuang Ye raised half of her eyebrows towards him, and said slowly: "Miss, my ideal type is a Japanese man who is gentle, rich, obedient and well-behaved."

After all, foreign products are not reliable at all.

……

That night, Shuangye couldn't remember when she fell asleep.

After giving the injection to the pain-sensitive kitten who hugged him tightly and pretended to be pitiful and shivered, he jumped up and down for a long time before he hugged the cat back to the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps because the breath of parting is getting stronger and stronger, Shuangye seems to be unknowingly drawn back to the white house in her inner world in her sleep.

In the top floor of the white house they had not explored was a room where all the secrets of her past were locked away.

There is a huge bay window in the room, and the immaculate white gauze curtain moves automatically without wind, revealing patches of white and illusory scenery.

The young man sitting leaning against the bay window was dressed in white, with bare feet and delicate toes slightly curled up.There was a locked box beside him, and the thin parchment book covering his face covered his face, and it was slipping down little by little, and it was about to fall completely. He simply raised his hand and took the book down.

For a moment, the incomparably delicate appearance was revealed.

"Welcome back, Frostleaf."

The boy in white slowly turned his head and said, as if he was not surprised by her arrival.

But Shuangye stubbornly did not respond to this person's words.

The boy was not angry when he saw this, he seemed to be prepared to deal with her indifference.He just slowly turned his head back to the direction outside the window, as if speaking to her, and also sighed with emotion as if talking to himself:

"Before here... there was a beautiful snow scene."

The voice echoed in the white house, a little ethereal and lonely.

Following his words, Shuangye in the dream gradually recalled her original appearance.

Yes, there used to be the most beautiful winter snow here.

But now, everything has changed drastically.

Accompanied by the deepest burnout of the soul, this place has become a place without love. She just willfully imprisoned the so-called beauty here.

Revenge like anger, but also like nostalgia remaining helpless.

In the end, Shuangye's thoughts sank into darkness.

Those cold prisons that enveloped her in the past made her shiver, but gradually, somewhere in the deep sea of ​​consciousness came a scorching soul temperature, hugging her tightly in the center, melting all the bitter cold blowing from Siberia.

Early the next morning, Shuang Ye woke up from the heat, her body could not move as if it had been sealed.

Thinking that Meow Dazai was tossing and turning in the bed again, Shimoba subconsciously closed her eyes and groped, only to feel some kind of warm feeling on her waist.

Is it the... arm on my waist?

"Hmm... Xiao Shuangye, don't move around, she will rub somewhere." A half-asleep voice sounded not far above her head, and the usual pleasant voice was now hoarse and sleepy. texture.

"..."

Shuang Ye, who was still pillowing on the opponent's arm, finally opened her eyes, straightened her upper body like a spring, turned her head and stared at the white guy beside her and screamed: "Where's my cat?!"

What about her big cat? !

Did it disappear so soon? !

Because of Shimoba's movement, the thin quilt that had been covering Dazai's body was torn off a lot, revealing a pale and thin chest that hadn't seen the sun all year round.

He blinked his iris-colored eyes, and innocently opened his mouth and said, "Meow~?"