[Net King] It's just that the butterfly doesn't want to

At the end of the year, as the pace of the New Year approaches, the spring break is approaching.

Yui Ogata's parents returned to Kanagawa after a short break from the company's assignment, and being able to reunite with their busy parents was probably the happiest thing for girls in the whole time retrospective.

"It's grown taller."

Ogata's mother tidied up her daughter's brand-new kimono, feeling a little emotional.

"Of course," Ogata Yui counted on his fingers in front of the mirror, "We haven't seen each other for four months. Mom doesn't come back to see me either."

"because……"

"Okay, okay, of course I know you are very busy at work." The girl said habitually, "Don't worry, I am growing up well."

Ogata's mother smiled helplessly, and tied up her daughter's hair that had been tied into twin ponytails, "Xiao Wei, you are still a child."

She flattened her mouth a little unconvinced.

"Obviously when I was young, I was very similar to Hiroshi from the next door." Ogata's mother thought about the past, and thought slightly, "When I grow up, my personality is completely different."

"... Huh? I look like him?"

"Following people every day, you have to learn what Bilu Shi does."

This black history that was suddenly shaken out made the girl unacceptable. She tried her best to recall it, but her childhood memory was very vague, "It's a good thing not to be like him. When I grow up, Bilu Shi is so boring."

"Xiao Wei's current personality is more worrying than his." Mom said.

"..."

Compared with Yagyu and Lu Shi, an "excellent child from other people's family", Ogata Yui couldn't find his own advantage for a while.

When speaking, the hair has been neatly arranged, and the butterfly rattan headdress on the hairpin hangs long in the hair. With a slight movement, it reflects changing colors on the light.

"It looks good!" The girl's attention was quickly diverted.

"He said he wasn't a child." Ogata's mother smiled helplessly, "It's really worrying... If the company's assignment is postponed this time, will Xiao Wei come with her parents?"

"Well……"

Yui Ogata had heard the same question before, and she knew that there was more to this sentence.

"But it's still early, let's think about it after finishing junior high school."

It is too early to talk about the possibility of personnel changes in the overseas work of the parents. However, girls are more concerned about the fact that in the time cycle, I have experienced many times of middle school life. Can you graduate smoothly?

She tried to hold back the sigh in her throat, and smiled at her mother.

"I will think about it."

"Let's go, Billy is waiting downstairs."

During the Spring Festival, even if the dawn is just beginning to appear, it is already the morning peak of worship activities.

Due to the busy work of his parents, it is rare to go back to his hometown during the New Year's Eve. He has to participate in entertainment and human relations more than before. This year's visit to the shrine, Ogata Yui still travels with Yagyu's family.

As soon as he arrived at the destination, sister Yagyu dragged his parents and ran towards the temple on the mountain. Hiroshi Yagyu glanced at the delicate clothes of the girl beside him, and walked in front of her unhurriedly, separating her from the crowd. Create a gap.

The boy who had spoken bad words just now was close at hand, and Yui Ogata's eyes drifted guiltily. Seeing the boy's gradually broadening shoulders, she thought for a while, and still grabbed the boy's sleeve.

"Did I really learn from you when I was young?"

"Did Auntie tell you?" Liu Sheng asked with his head turned.

"Yes, but I don't have any memory at all." The girl raised her face curiously, "Is there such a thing? Do you remember? Why should I learn from you? You didn't have any fun things when you were young... What do I think I think you were quite lonely when you were young."

The gradually brighter light crossed the crowd and fell on the young man.

His expression was still the same, but he stared at a certain point in the void for a moment, as if he was caught in some memories, and he didn't care about the girl's chatter from questioning to complaining.

Until the sleeve was pulled slightly.

"Are you listening?"

"Yeah." Liu Sheng withdrew his hand and meticulously smoothed out the creases of his sleeves that had been deformed by her pinching, "I heard."

"So, I suspect that my mother is lying to me. She just likes you so much that she said that." The girl came to the final conclusion solemnly.

"..."

I don't know if it was an illusion created by Huali Chaoyang for a short time, but the usually indifferent young man bent his lips. He gave a low laugh and said suddenly, "No. I remember."

"what?"

A golden halo bloomed at the corners of the boy's eyes and brows.

Compared with witnessing the dark history of his childhood, what surprised Ogata at this moment was that Yagyu Hiroshi would still show such a simple smile.Probably even he himself didn't realize that the indescribable seriousness that was always suppressed when faded away, the boy's stretched eyebrows and eyes were actually very pretty.

"Is that really the case?"

"Ah."

"……All right."

Ogata Yui accepted it subconsciously. In her opinion, Yagyu's words were more credible than her mother's.

Even before his parents were dispatched abroad, he was very busy at work. So far, Yui Ogata has spent most of his life with his playmate Yagyu Hiroshi. They shared so many memories that, Knowing that Chikuma is also the main candidate for the tennis club, she is not willing to test Yagyu Hiroshi like she tested Kuwahara.

He's not like anyone else.

The time spent with him is part of what constitutes "Yui Ogata" today.

After praying for the New Year, Yui Ogata thought for a moment, and wrote down his wish of "I hope to graduate smoothly" on the ema horse.Sister Liu Sheng looked out curiously, and immediately snatched the wooden sign with a smile.

"Brother, look!"

She gathered the wooden sign with words written on it in front of Yagyu Hiroshi, and teased, "My sister's wish is so simple."

The boy glanced at it, and then his gaze crossed the edge of the wooden sign and landed on the girl standing in front of the wishing sign.

"Stop it."

He reached out and easily took the ema from his sister, passed Yui Ogata, and hung it high.

Beside him was the familiar smell of the young man. Ogata Yui originally thought that Yagyu would laugh at her more than Lu Shi, but faced with this simple and ridiculous wish, the young man seemed to be more serious than her. After hanging up, he watched quietly. For a while, until Yui Ogata pulled him away uncomfortably.

"Because my mother said in the morning that she would decide whether to live with them after graduation..."

"Ah."

"What do you think?"

Liu Sheng was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, he said in a calm and indifferent tone, "You will decide when the time comes."

The girl has long been used to Zhuma's attitude, she nodded and said seriously, "I hope so."

Before she finished speaking, she was dragged by Liu Sheng's sister to play elsewhere.

The brisk footsteps of the girls disappeared into the forest, and no one noticed that Yagyu Hiroshi behind him was still standing where he was, without moving for a long time.

Following his line of sight, there is the rising sun, crowds of people praying to temples on the top of the mountain, budding flowers and trees, and the ringing of New Year's bells ringing in the mountains. Everything seems lively and prosperous. Everyone Everyone is looking forward to the new year and joy.

And there are people coming and going by his side, but the figure of the young man seems to be left behind by someone and frozen in time forever.

……

The short spring break is over.

Perhaps it was the advice of her parents that gave Ogata Yui a different choice. On the day she returned to school, she rarely took the initiative to go to the Home Economics Club.In the third grade, the president who is good at squandering funds has graduated, and the person who takes over the position of president is Akiyama who likes to cook dark dishes.

In the empty classroom, she wrote out her withdrawal application and placed it on the table.

"what are you doing?"

At this time, Marui Bunta pushed the door open and walked in.

Ogata Yui's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly reached out to cover the application for resignation.

The red-haired boy looked at her defensive action, raised his eyebrows but didn't speak, and looked away pretending not to see. He rummaged through the cabinet, found the sugar bowl he wanted, and then raised his eyebrows at her.

"I won't provoke you today." He seemed a little amused, and even thoughtfully closed the door when he walked out.

In the quiet classroom, Ogata Yui remembered belatedly that his actions just now seemed to be too impolite...

But Marui Bunta said nothing.

The young man's care and thoughtfulness are always hidden under the simple appearance, and he is actually a very comfortable person to get along with. Unfortunately, she always fails to live up to this kindness. The girl sighed, lowered her gaze, and suddenly froze.

On the paper that came out from between the fingers, it showed a blank space.

The application for quitting the company, which she had carefully written word by word, turned into a blank sheet of paper at some point.

Ogata Yui tried a few more times in disbelief, without exception, the handwriting would eventually gradually blur before her eyes, and then disappear mercilessly - she could not quit the house economics club.

This is the restriction imposed on "Yui Ogata" in the dark.

Scenes of fragmented memories flashed before his eyes.

She propped her forehead, and suddenly remembered the orchestra she joined when she met Yukimura Seiichi; when she met Nioh Masaharu, she joined the drama club...Obviously, in every background, there will be matching "" Ogata Yui" setting.This limitation, unless they give up, will not go away easily.

And now, the reason why she can leave these two clubs is because both of them have left the game?

But when did Yukimura Seiichi give up...?

On the last snowy night in his memory, he definitely didn't look like he was willing to let go.

Ogata Yui crumpled the white paper and threw it into the trash can. She felt like a goldfish trapped in a water tank, bumping into walls everywhere under the transparent barrier.

The peaceful and stable daily life is just an illusion, and this sense of separation from reality pierced her sharply again after a long absence.

The door of the home economics classroom was pushed open for the second time. This time, the new president, Akiyama, came in. She was surprised when she saw the girl in the shadow, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

"...Akiyama-san."

"Ok?"

"Do you have someone you like?"

"Ask, why are you asking this!"

Ogata Yui seemed to be really confused, she raised her head in the dark, her eyes sparkled with innocence and curiosity, "How can you give up on that person?"

"If the confession is rejected, I might give up." Akiyama thought for a while, "But I won't confess."

Ogata Yui couldn't understand the logic of this, and only extracted the key points, "Will you be sad if you are rejected?"

"This - everyone will be sad, right?" Akiyama answered naturally.

If you want to break the shackles layered on your body, do you have to hurt someone first?What does that "sadness" feel like?Is she qualified to bestow this loss on others?

Yui Ogata left the home economics classroom thoughtfully.

When the girl walked out of the school gate, she happened to meet Liu Sheng.

After a long absence, the two went home together again.As if going back in time, Ogata Yui remembered the first time he woke up from the hallucination. It was also the day of returning to school, and Yagyu grabbed her hand from the chaotic crowd so that she would not let her in reality. into a deeper vortex.

It is true that the bamboo horses who grew up together are different from everyone else.

——But it is also a reality that she cannot continue to escape and must face.

"Birus."

"Ah."

"Lend me a pen."

The boy turned his head, as usual, without asking her why she did this, and quietly handed her a pen.

"...I thought of something to remember."

Ogata Yui explained in this way, pulled off the cap of the pen, and pressed the sharp tip of the pen firmly on the open palm, and as the ink dots faded, clear, tingling red marks appeared.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

But I don't know why, but there is still an inexplicable, unreal panic in my heart. The girl wrote all the words in the palm of her hand stroke by stroke, trying her best to suppress the pain brought by each stroke. Trembling, as if this is the only way to fully confirm the authenticity of the person in front of him.

Many times, the picture presented in front of her eyes is like a screen that she can't understand or touch.

But for Yui Ogata, only Hiroshi Yagyu could not be the character on the screen.

She handed the pen back to Liu Sheng, and the stone that had been pressed in her heart for a long time suddenly disappeared.

A gust of wind blows, although there are no dead leaves on the bare branches, but some new shoots have sprouted since then. At dusk, the lights of the city in the distance flicker.

The train sped past, and amidst the roar, the girl who was waiting on the side of the road turned her head and spoke softly to the boy next to her.

Yagyu didn't seem to hear it, but kept his eyes on the road ahead.

"Birus."

"For me, it doesn't matter who is fake in this school..."

Her voice, so weak in the friction between the train and the track, was infinitely amplified in someone's eardrum.

"Only you can't be fake."

Pushing open the door of Liu Sheng's house, the boy quickly tore off his wig and glasses, and complained to the person reading on the sofa in the living room, "I don't know why, but I feel like I've been duped."

"Ok?"

Nioh Masaharu put the schoolbag on his desk, "Why should I pretend to be you and Ogata Yui going home together?"

"This idea," Liu Sheng turned over a page calmly, "you came up with it yourself."

"That's what I said..."

"You said, 'If you can't even fool Yui Ogata, how can you deceive others in the arena'."

"I did say..."

"So you took the initiative to deceive her."

Xueba's logic is rigorous, and the facts are conclusive and irrefutable. Nioh Masaharu shrugged indifferently, "I have nothing to do with it, but she said something very strange today."

"..."

"Aren't you curious?" King Ni asked, "That sentence should be for you."

"Even if I'm curious, will you tell me?"

"No, puri."

……

In the middle of the winter night, gusts of wind beat against the windows, and the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors cast a layer of mist on the transparent glass. Looking through the hazy white mist, the girls' room on the second floor across the alley had already turned off the lights.

Liu Sheng lowered the curtains.

He tidied up his schoolbag, picked up the pen that King Ni had stuffed in, and was about to put it back in its original place when he suddenly thought of something and pulled off the cap of the pen.

The tip of the pen gleamed thinly under the desk lamp, and the feeling of falling on the fingertips was tingling.

He could almost guess the way she used it for confirmation.

As he could also guess, what she said to Nioh Masaharu when the train pulled into the station.

—Only he cannot be fake.

——Yagyu Hiroshi, this name represents Yui Ogata's life so far, it grows with her and forms a part of her.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of allure; 10 bottles of Yuanyuan Zhi; 1 bottle of Gu Yicheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!