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

He has settled down a lot, and there are no more unspeakable emotions in his eyes, and he no longer asks some inexplicable questions that she can't answer, as if he himself found the answer somewhere.

... Maybe that answer has something to do with her?

She thought so, and said it outright and simply, "Yukimura-san is different from before."

"Is it."

"Well," Yui Ogata nodded, "You don't ask me questions now, when we first met..."

The boy raised his eyebrows and interrupted her, "So you heard it."

"..."

"But you never answered me once."

"..."

When the other party directly pointed out her silent escape, the girl lowered her head and smiled a little embarrassedly, but she still didn't explain anything.

Occasionally at such times, Yukimura Seiichi was able to capture the fleeting, unaffected Yui Ogata's real character in her, just like the day when she passed by the door of her classroom and saw her in the crowd A sluggish smile appeared.

Many irrelevant people can know the real her, but in front of them, her every behavior will be subject to many restrictions.

"Yukimura-san... Yukimura-san?"

The girl's voice brought him back to reality from the trance. She didn't know when she sat in the chair next to her and asked, "What are you thinking?"

"script."

"The script for the Kaihara Festival?"

"Ah."

"Have you finished writing?"

"No. Only half written."

"May I take a look at it?"

Yukimura Seiichi was silent for a while before taking out the notebook from the drawer, "But I haven't figured out the ending yet."

"Then, let's think about it together."

Ogata Yui took it from him, opened the cover, and on the first page was a piece of paper that had been crumpled and flattened by someone. The wrinkled paper was covered with messy black lines. Get up and study for a while, "What is this?"

"a mistake."

She put it back in place without knowing why, without further questioning.

The script is adapted from a fairy tale. At the beginning of the story, there lived a beloved princess in the castle. She was gentle and kind, and treated everyone equally.In order to please the princess, the people often present her with gifts.

Whether it is precious jewelry or stones picked up by the side of the road, the princess treats them equally and is grateful.

She has many things.

But there is a treasure hunter among the people who is still not satisfied. He wants to give her something unique, a gift that can make the princess have a different reaction, and a gift that can attract the princess out of the castle.

He made a lot of efforts for this, but the princess always held his scarred hands and repeated "I like it very much" pitifully.

He doesn't want this "like".

So he went to the depths of the forest to find the witch, hoping to get a gift that would change the princess.

The forest witch told him it was because the princess had no heart.

"Why is this so?"

"In this way she can become everyone's favorite princess," said the witch. "If she has a heart, how can she treat all people equally? She will be hurt by people, and she will have the power to hurt people. This is very dangerous. .”

The treasure hunter was still not reconciled, he set out to find a heart for the princess.

He passed through the mountain village, the jungle, and the deep sea, and gradually understood how rare a heart is, and although it can attract the princess out of the castle, it can also make the thorns outside the castle hurt her.

He gave up the idea and went looking for something more precious.He has been to the dragon's lair, the fiery abyss, and the resting place of dead bones.Finally one day, he was seriously injured and was dying.

But he came back with a gem.

That is a beautiful gem.

The witch came to him at the last moment.

She looked at him and suddenly said, "You can give her a heart now."

"what?"

"You are dying. I can give your heart to the princess."

"..."

"That way, she'll remember you and cry for you."

He hesitated, however, and said:

"But I don't want her to cry."

Ogata Yui closed the unfinished script and frowned in distress, "Why didn't your fairy tales be together forever and happily?"

The boy smiled softly, "I want to know too."

"Well……"

She was lost in thought.

Until the operation was successful and Hai Yuan Festival came, she still didn't give any advice.

When the performance of the tennis club was announced, Ogata Yui just remembered that this happened again. The script writer who was sitting next to the auditorium was still recovering. She asked softly, "In the end, what kind of ending did you write?"

On the stage, the curtain has been lifted.

Yukimura Seichi asked, "What do you wish for? A jewel or a heart?"

"..."

In the suddenly dimmed light, Ogata Yui was in a daze.

After a long time, she said, "I don't know."

The play was coming to an end, the music stopped, and the voice of the lines appeared distorted through the microphone.

"It's a gem."

Yukimura Seiichi whispered in his ear.

【"I have never seen such a beautiful treasure."】

At the same time, the sound amplified in the loudspeaker reverberated in the auditorium, as if it had been endowed with a deeper meaning. At the end of the story, there may be a happy ending.

【"Are you happy?"】

【"Of course, I like it very much."】

The curtain fell, and in the warm applause, Yui Ogata suddenly lost his voice.

Walking out of the auditorium, it is already the time when the lights are on.

The Umihara Festival at night was more lively, but the girl seemed not in the mood to appreciate it, with a thoughtful expression on her face all the time, and Yukimura Seichi didn't bother her, they walked side by side for a long time until the hustle and bustle faded away, and only A lonely moonlight.

"It's a strange story."

"Really?" Yukimura Seichi didn't care, "It seems that you don't like the ending very much."

"..." In Yui Ogata's concept, "like" and "dislike" are very vague words, so she didn't speak, but bit her lips hesitantly.

The boy turned his head and saw her tangled look, a little funny, "Don't think about it, I will change it next time."

"really?"

"Ah."

So the girl quickly let go of the story that made her worry, and she even forgot to ask——the drama is over, where will the next time come from?

Tree shadows undulate in the continuous moonlight.

Far away from the highway between high-rise buildings in the city, in a secluded corner, there is only the movement of air and wind. Considering that Yukimura Seiichi is still recuperating, they sat down on a bench in the park.

Perhaps it was due to his long illness, the young man's delicate and stunning appearance slightly restrained the aggressiveness brought by his beauty under the moonlight, and instead showed a certain sense of vulnerability.

Few people have seen him like this, and he will never appear again in the future, Ogata Yui suddenly thought.

"Yukimura, you will be discharged from the hospital soon."

Yukimura Seichi responded, "There is no reason for you to come see me in the future."

"We're in the same school."

"Really," he turned his head, looking at her with a calm look that seemed to have a trace of relief already clear, "Will you come to see me?"

"Will do."

There was a chuckle in the moonlight.

"Don't you believe it?" Ogata Yui blinked innocently.

He just shook his head and answered irrelevant questions, "I just suddenly felt that if I don't like you, maybe you and I can be more relaxed."

"Eh?"

"A long time ago, you asked me what I really want, and now I can probably answer."

The girl showed a dazed look, she didn't have that memory.

"Varied……"

The boy's smile seemed to melt in the moonlight, and in an instant, it became very distant and blurred. She swallowed the original question and followed his words, "So, what do you want?"

"I don't want you to remember me."

In her blurred vision, she seemed to see countless lights slowly rising in the night sky, dotted with stars.

"I want you to remember yourself. I want you to experience the feelings you gave me. I want you to leave all this. I want you to see the mountains and seas farther away. I want you to do what you want to do, Meet someone you really like, and then make a choice from your heart."

—He wants the phantom in the deep sea, to go to the sun.

He stood up and smiled faintly at her.That faint smile fell into the moonlight, blending with the hazy mist and erratic tree shadows, faint and gentle, making people unpredictable.

In a trance, the pointer of time ticked in my ears.

She saw the unexpected first snow falling, Christmas cedars lighting up star lights, scattered flower shadows in spotlights, coats with residual warmth in the setting sun, piano room with beating notes, overwhelming rainstorm...

A sense of loss of control hit him without warning, Ogata Yui interrupted him intuitively, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"You'll understand, Yui Ogata."

It was a kind of arrogance and soft strong tone of Yukimura Seichi, and he continued unmoved, "Maybe I'm just your passerby, maybe not, one day, we will get the answer."

He leaned over, close to her eyes, his breath intertwined in the ambiguous moonlight.

But he just lowered his eyes and stared at her deeply, as if looking for something.After a long time, she slowly backed away, reached out to hold a lock of her long hair, and wrapped it around her fingertips.

His kiss fell on his fingertips, gentle and restrained.

"I've done a lot of things that didn't work."

"Although there are still regrets, but next, it is time for you to find the answer alone."

There was some kind of overly gentle apology hidden in the unbearable words, and this contradictory temperament always seemed to haunt the young man, as bright and hazy as the moonlight tonight.

"I hope you keep going forward and don't look back."

For a moment, Ogata Yui felt that everything in his field of vision disappeared with Yukimura Seiichi's voice, leaving only her and the moon hanging high in the sky silently watching the scene in the vast world.

Many years later, she still has this touch of moonlight in her dreams.

The author has something to say: In order to escape DDL, some people can even code in the early morning.

In Chapter 5, Fanwai finally finished writing a village that admits to be tempted, so tearful.

Murakami: If I didn't really like it, you might not be able to leave.

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Xiaomai, Masaharu's heart, Asuka, and Raylene1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of fish porridge; 1 bottle of Xisi and Jianri;

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