[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

Before I knew it, it was snowing in the sky.Some of the white ones melted slowly, some disappeared before they fell, and some stayed between the pine branches, shining and cold, as if they were shining.

Snow was gradually accumulating in the courtyard, and Qi Hai sat quietly in front of the courtyard watching, the snow seemed to never stop, it accumulated on the ground, and it also accumulated on people's hearts.

She was crying while watching, and a corner of her heart was clenched into a painful ball——Mitsui-kun, how painful he is.Suffering, enduring such...such...

Qihai cried silently for Mitsui, because she really liked that person, so she also really felt pain for him.

Although Mitsui-kun looks very immature, he is actually a reliable adult.And myself?He looks very mature, but in fact he is still a kid who doesn't understand anything...

Self-righteously wanting to explore people's past, but the result is like opening the last room of Blue Beard... Such an unreliable self, what qualifications do you have to ask Mitsui-kun to believe, what qualifications do you have...

What is the use of crying?It's just a waste of water.

Qihai stood up and slowly closed the door of the room.

·

Cold water was applied to the red and swollen eyes, and the skin felt a slight tingling.Qihai turned her head to look at the night outside the window, under the orange street lamp, snowflakes were dancing.

It's really cold in winter...

It's really cold in winter...

……

A sudden knock on the door in the middle of the night woke Qihai Yigulu from the bed, she brushed her long sleeping hair and trotted to the door.I was looking forward to it faintly in my heart, but with a trace of unbelievable joy.

"Who... who is it?" She pressed her hands tightly on the handle and asked against the door.

"Axue, it's me."

"dad?"

The door slammed open, and the cold wind poured in with fluttering snowflakes. Qi Haiyang took off his hat and showed a relaxed smile that he hadn't seen for a long time: "Axue, Dad is back."

"Dad... Dad—!" Qi Hai threw herself into her father's cold embrace, crying bitterly.

"What's the matter? Hehehe, what's the matter?" Qi Haiyang hugged her daughter who was crying like a child, patted and shook, "Why is my baby princess crying so sad? Don't Cry, don't cry... Dad is back."

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

……

After calming down, Qihai brought her father a cup of hot tea in embarrassment: "I didn't expect my father to come back suddenly, so I didn't say anything in advance."

"Hehe, you want to give A Xue a surprise." Qi Haiyang wiped off the moisture on his glasses, and then grabbed Liu Hai, who had been combed carefully, "Winter vacation is going to be in a few days, right?"

"Well, Christmas Eve happens to be a holiday. This winter vacation, mom and Adong will come back, right? Are we going to spend the holidays at home or go back to the countryside in Osaka?" Qihai asked while wearing an apron.

"Neither." Qi Haiyang smiled and looked at her daughter, "This winter vacation, our whole family will be in Chicago, and I have already booked a ticket for you. Maybe, we will live there together in the future, and the whole family will be in Chicago. Together, we will never be apart again."

"What... what...?" Qi Hai's vegetable-cutting hand suddenly stopped, her fingertips hurt slightly, and blood flowed out.

"Maybe the company intends to let Dad stay in the United States. When I came back last time, I found a way to explain the situation to the company, hoping to transfer my work to Chicago. In this way, Dong Si's illness will improve, and your mother will have the energy to take care of you. ... In the past two years, Axue has worked hard. But now the family can be reunited." Qi Haiyang smiled contentedly, couldn't help standing up and walked to the kitchen door, "Although it is only a possibility at present, everything is possible. It’s not decided yet, it’s just the above meaning.”

Going to...Chicago?At this time, leave Kanagawa...leave him...

Qihai held the injured fingertip in a daze, the wound was sore and painful - so suddenly.

"What? Are you so happy?" Qi Haiyang looked at her daughter's back with a smile, "Axue has been looking forward to it, right?"

"...Yeah, it was too sudden..."

The situation seemed to be a little wrong, Qi Haixue's stiff tone made Qi Haiyang's sluggish nerves feel something was wrong.

"In English, Axue should be fine. Although the unfamiliar environment may be a little scary, but... nothing is more important than being together as a family..." Qi Haiyang said tentatively.

Nanami's body shook a bit.

"A Xue, come to Chicago. The family is together."

There was no reason to refuse her father's words, but Qi Haixue still bowed her head and remained silent.

"If you have any concerns, during the winter vacation, you can come here first to get used to it." Qi Haiyang put the booked air ticket into Qi Hai's hands, "Dong Si also misses you very much."

Qihai raised her head: "Brother... are you okay?"

"Well, the publication of the violin will be very successful. The doctor said that his body has basically recovered."

Gently lowering her eyes, Qihai showed a shallow smile: "That's good..."

Qi Haiyang didn't know how to get along with such a daughter. He scratched his hair a little annoyed: "Anyway, you should take a look first. Chicago is not like Kanagawa, sometimes it snows heavily. Winter It's cold, the lake's all frozen over. For Christmas, we can go ice skating, or make a snowman in the yard or something...uh, Snow...will you come?"

Looking at the trace of snow that couldn't be concealed in her father's hair, and the embarrassing curve of the smile lines at the corners of her eyes, Qi Hai nodded slowly, slowly.

……

Before falling asleep, Qihai took out her phone again, it was already three o'clock in the morning, she hesitated slightly with her fingertips, and quickly pressed the dial button.

The bell rang over and over again.

No one heard.

"How can... just admit defeat here! How can... just give up like this!" Qihai gritted her teeth and pressed the dial button again, "Mitsui-kun, Mitsui-kun—if you are still my hero, please answer the phone quickly ...Please, please, please..."

……

On the double sofa in Tetsuo's house, Mitsui looked at the noisy mobile phone on the low table.The screen lights up and goes off over and over, and the specially programmed ringtone keeps looping.Mitsui Shou sat motionless on the spot, surrounded by empty beer cans, his expression was hidden in the darkness, as if he had lost his life.

"Why, why don't you answer the phone?" Tetsuo stood by the window and looked at Xue while smoking, "It sounds like he's in a hurry."

"No...no need." Mitsui shook his head dejectedly, "That's no longer necessary."

A hero or something... Actually, it's not at all...

"I'm done drinking beer, Tetsuo." Mitsui smiled and stood up, "I'll go buy some more."

Tetsuo turned around and looked at Mitsui: "...forget it, let me go."

The door of the house was closed from the outside, so only Mitsui was left in the room.

The bell rang briefly, it was a text message.

He sat quietly for a while, and finally couldn't help picking up his phone.

The cold light of the screen lit up, reflecting on Mitsui's deep black eyebrows, his eyelashes flickered slightly, until the light dissipated in an instant, and everything returned to darkness.

There is silence in the room, and the night is dormant like a huge monster, something is about to crush everything and destroy it.

……

On December 24th, Christmas Eve, the Ye Sun Bar was full of people.A crowded dance floor, the din of fierce electric guitars.

It is very strange that there are always reasons of one kind or another, so that countless people choose not to go home to spend Christmas Eve.

A place like a nightclub, you don't expect it to be so clean.Chaotic, dirty, the smell of smoke and the smell of wine are intertwined, in the chaotic and ambiguous light, the faces of the people in the carnival are blurred.

Mitsui Shou lazily nestled on the sofa of the small table, with bottles of wine whose labels could not be seen clearly placed in front of him, and a pair of women's hands painted with scarlet nail polish skillfully opened the bottle caps for him.

"I thought, Mitsui, you wouldn't be gentle with women, but I didn't expect you to be so miserably broken in love."

Naomi leaned over with a smile, and was pushed away impatiently by Mitsui, she was not annoyed: "After all, I am still a child... just break your heart slowly, I will not bother you." She squinted her eyes and stood up , Manly calling Aaron's name and walking away gracefully.

Mitsui silently drank wine alone.

[Is he still a child after all...?Right. 】He shook the wine glass in his hand, the liquid reflected the light of the dance floor, red and yellow, messy and coquettish. [I'm still a child... who can't do anything about anything.Now that I'm about to lose her, I'm sad... I think I'm sad for a reason and don't want to be bothered by whoever fucks me. 】

He looked at the void in the distance with confused eyes, and his mouth was filled with the bitterness of strong wine.

[No one knows what I lost. 】

He lightly raised his glass, saluted the unknown direction, and then sipped the wine in small sips.

This is a place where no one cares if you're under 20, and when you're gulping down a drink, no one will ask you why.The dirty air made people's eyes sting, Mitsui just wanted to drink a little wine quietly, without being disturbed by others.

Unfortunately, even such a wish could not be fulfilled.Aaron smiled and said to Naomi, help him, poor lovelorn boy.Almost in the next second, a strange girl was stuffed into Mitsui's arms.

【Well, can't the whole world let a boy who is broken in love just stay and drink? 】 Mitsui looked up dumbfounded and finished the wine in the glass.

The girl had messy yellow hair and dark eye makeup that made it impossible to tell her age.She sat down next to Mitsui, twisting her body like a leech and clinging to her.

Mijingyan didn't even lift it, but knocked on the empty glass: "Pour the wine."

The nails painted with fluorescent powder moved a few times in the dark, the bottle cap was slammed open, and the golden wine flowed out, filling the glass.

"I like you..." The girl chuckled and handed the wine glass to Mitsui, "You are very handsome."

"Haha. Is that so?" Mitsui felt very ridiculous. Is it so easy to like someone?As long as you are born with a good skin... as long as...

The pungentness of the wine filled his chest, Mitsui raised his head to finish the glass, and the excess wine flowed down his chin.

The girl exclaimed in admiration: "Great amount of alcohol!"

Mitsui vigorously knocked the glass on the table: "Pour the wine."

"You can really drink..." The girl didn't continue to pour the wine, her bare arms climbed onto Mitsui's chest like a snake, "You have a scar on your chin...you are so manly..."

The hand touched it vaguely.

was opened.

"Do not touch me."

The girl laughed instead of anger, her clucking voice was like a hen waiting to give birth: "I really like you..."

……

There were not many people on the Shinkansen, and when Qihai stepped into the carriage with a large suitcase, it was snowing heavily outside.

The train is running fast, and the picture outside the window is gone.It was still more than an hour away from Narita International Airport, holding the ticket to Chicago, Qihai silently looked out the window.

An airplane was like a dark gray speck slowly disappearing into the light gray clouds.

I will take that kind of flight in a while and leave the sky of Japan...

The Shinkansen quickly left Kanagawa behind, as if trying to remember something hard, Nanami suddenly fell to the window.But there was nothing, nothing was seen.

The streets he walked with her, the sea he saw together, the parks in the middle of the street, the swings, the fireworks on the top of tall buildings, the alleys where they hugged and kissed, quarreling and crying, laughing and kissing, ever The blue sky I've seen...

Every moment in the past, with the train speeding past.

Far away, far away, the heavy snow has blurred everything...

……

I don't know how many glasses of wine have been downed, Mitsui just drank mechanically, and then ordered the girl to pour the wine.

"Pour the wine!" Mitsui shouted inarticulately.

The girl showed Mitsui the light on the bottom of the empty wine bottle: "Wine~? It's gone~!"

Mitsui stared at her with straight eyes, this guy's makeup was painted like a monster, except for the scarlet lip gloss, Mitsui couldn't see anything.

"Hehe..." Mitsui shook his head, "Pour wine..."

"you're drunk……"

Is it?

So this is drunk?Mitsui giggled, although he didn't think it was funny.

"I heard... your name is Mitsui Shou?"

[Yes, my name is Mitsui Shou.The MVP of Kanagawa Prefecture, the famous champion of the prefectural competition - Mitsui Hisashi - the goal is to lead Shonhoku to dominate the country! 】

"Hehehe..." Mitsui laughed more and more happily.

What a stupid name, Mitsui Shou!Now this name can only appear in the mouth of the waitress in the nightclub, with the smell of cheap perfume, spit out from the twisted red lips - Mitsui Shou.You are only worthy of living in the mud, and you are admitted to a third-rate university. As long as you can write your name, you will be admitted...Of course, your father will donate a sum of money...and then repeat this day and night, day and night every night...

Nobody knows……

no one will know what i lost...

"Are you sad, boy?"

Yes, I am sad.Very... I'm just a 16 year old and this is my first relationship ever... don't be hard on me.

I was sad, like a boy who reluctantly released his beloved bird, pretending to be mature and holding back, not letting tears flow, at least not in front of everyone.Because of ridiculous self-esteem or other things, such as the pride of a man who makes a decision and cannot regret it...

Mitsui pushed away the approaching body, the body full of pungent makeup was still very young, even though the skirt was so short that even the panties couldn't cover it.

"You...how old are you?" Mitsui twisted his tongue hard.

"Me? Already."

Deceitful guy...at most freshman year of high school...same flat chest as that guy...that guy...that guy...

Mitsui's head started to hurt.

"You seem sad... let's do something happy..."

……

Narita Airport is big and bright, with people coming and going, taking off and landing, all walking in a hurry.

In the waiting room of the terminal building, the gray seats were cold and hard, Qi Haixue took out her mobile phone, and slowly slid her fingertips across the screen.

Lying quietly in the address book is a superman's avatar, marked with the name - "HERO".

Nanami's eyelashes flickered, she stared silently.

……

The music on the dance floor was deafening, the drummer was beating the rhythm frantically, the bassist's long hair was flicking up and down, and the bald singer in leather pants was holding the microphone hard, with a dying roar from his red lips.

Fluorescent nails touched Mitsui's lips.

"...It stinks!"

"what?"

The stench of nail polish.

"...It smells bad."

A warm body is getting closer and closer, Mitsui's clothes are wide open, something wet is swimming...without the strength to push back, the thing is pressing on his body, reminiscent of a lizard...a huge lizard is devouring Mitsui , ugly, with stench and slime, lizard fangs and claws...

Mitsui felt nauseated: "I'm going to vomit!"

Then he spat on the lizard.

Screaming and slapping.

Mitsui fell into the swamp.

……

Qi Haixue looked at HERO's number quietly, and pursed her lips tightly.

I don't want to... just leave without saying goodbye.

But... I don't want to say goodbye to him like this...

With all her strength, Qihai pressed the call button.

The bell rang, over and over, over and over again...

Until the cold electronic tone indicated that the other party did not answer.

"Mitsui..." Qihai pressed the microphone to her ear, "Mitsui-kun...I..."

The moment I closed my eyes, countless pictures flooded my mind... Tick tock, tears fell without warning.

"Mitsui-kun... I like you."

[Beep - beep -]

On the other end of the microphone, there is only a busy tone.

Qihai suddenly remembered that day a long time ago.

【this is……? 】

[This is the number of the hero. 】

【hero? 】

[Anytime, no matter where, if you need it, just call me at this number... I will definitely come over right away. 】

·

The person who promised that whenever and wherever she dialed this number, she would run to her, and she was no longer her HERO.

————————————————————————————————————————

Ruthless Little Theater:

A corner of a loud nightclub.

Mitsui Shou was drunk and unconscious on the sofa, and Naomi pushed Mitsui's shoulder with the constantly ringing mobile phone.

"Hey, little Mitsui, I have your call~!"

Mitsui covered the light in front of his eyes with his hands, and muttered in a daze, "Don't bother me...I, I don't answer anyone's calls...except..."

No, she won't call again...she's going to Chicago, a city of wind and basketball, away from me...

Whether it's her or the basketball... I can't have it anymore.

Naomi: "Except what?"

Mitsui: "It's nothing...don't bother me! Go away!"

Zhimei left angrily: "I see, don't regret it."

This caller ID is labeled "He Nu"...

The author has something to say: After writing the last chapter, it feels like a piece of my heart has been hollowed out, looking at the outline but not having the energy to type a word.

This is the last torture, and the winter chapter is coming to an end soon.

Whether it is Qihai or Mitsui, they are just children, and they have no ability to refuse and resist the decisions of adults in the face of reality.

However, children also grow up.Let them grow individually, spring is coming.

Put the scumbag illustration of the scumbag author:

good night.