The black-haired boy was lying in front of the computer desk, frowning slightly as if thinking of something.

Momogawa opened his eyes.

There are thousands of homeboys in China, and Taochuan is just one of them.

He stood up, walked into the bathroom, and looked up at himself in the mirror.

Black hair, black pupils, fair complexion, familiar yet unfamiliar faces, and clothes he is accustomed to wearing.

He is really back.

For some reason, Momogawa suddenly felt a little sour in his eyes.

He heard his own voice faintly: You are Gao Yue, not Tao Chuan Gao Yue.

Woke up from the dream, everything should be over.

Including the warmth that makes one's heart beat in retrospect.

It's just that he left too hastily.Not even had time to say goodbye to Momoi.

Even though he tried so hard to distance himself from everyone, he still lost to that fellow Momoi.

The family relationship... is too close, Momoi.

Momoi, who never thought about whether he would be almost crooked or crooked on his two-dimensional natal hand, patted his face, trying to make himself look more energetic: "It's good to be back, isn't it?"

Isn't it nice to be back?

Obviously looking forward to coming back so much, obviously wanting to get rid of them so impatiently, obviously so shy that he dare not reach out his hand.

Obviously I have already done this, so I should not miss it anymore, Gao Yue.

What are you sad about?

He said to himself repeatedly, but the sadness in his heart seemed to overflow.

Gao Yue, who walked out of the bathroom in a daze, turned on the computer for some reason.

The light from the screen hit his face, and he seemed to see Momoi's smile again in a trance.

The window on the lower left kept flickering, and Gao Yue clicked on a person's chat window in a depressed mood, throwing a sentence without even looking at what he said before——

Satsuki Momogawa:

There is a story that I feel sad after reading it, what should I do.

is lost under:

God, you're still alive?

Satsuki Momogawa:

Ok

is lost under:

Stories are just stories, how long does it affect you?The last time I read a QD article, the girl I liked the most died so tragically, I almost overturned the table at that time

is lost under:

But now, if you hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten that I had such an experience

Satsuki Momogawa:

...to change the way of asking questions, there is a person you like very much, but you cheated on him, and left without saying goodbye. Now I feel very sad, what should I do?

is lost under:

Your way of asking questions is a bit... scumbag.There are really few good men like my brother these days, hey

Satsuki Momogawa:

Ha ha

is lost under:

Life is so bloody sometimes, what are you afraid of?

is lost under:

Since you have chosen to leave, you should have anticipated the sadness you are experiencing now.

is lost under:

But after all, friends are friends, I advise you, quickly find a girl, Taochuan

Satsuki Momogawa:

……

Satsuki Momogawa:

Damn, what did my mother tell you again!Don't believe it!

Gao Yue, who didn't want to hear the follow-up, turned off the computer violently, stared at the Momoi figurine that had been wiped clean on the table in a daze, and then pulled out a smile that was not a smile after a long while.

People are so mean.

He sighed, put on his coat, tidied up briefly, and walked out of the house.

He wants to see his parents, now.

He had always thought that he would not regret his choice, but now he had to admit it.

He is sorry.

Regret for no reason, sadness for no reason.

It seems to be regretting a love that was once so close.

... What the fuck was I thinking!

Gao Yue, who was shocked by her own thoughts, realized that she had already boarded a taxi.

He hugged the name of the place in a daze, but he didn't know why he felt a little calm in his heart.

As if something was about to happen.

Hey... Momoi-kun.

It seems that I have never called your name, I am very sorry.

May.

May X, 20XX.

After Gao Yue's parents tasted a white-haired man giving a black-haired man, they finally burst into tears at the funeral.

They only have such a child, and it is impossible to have another child in the future.

When the only son dies, what are the parents thinking about living?

Like a curse, one year after Gao Yue's death, both Gao Yue's parents died, in May.

The news, which was almost in the newspapers at the time, paled with the passage of time.

Who else remembers this tragedy?

Until a Japanese businessman who came to China.

When he came here, he learned the story by accident and decided to go to the cemetery.

The boy in the black and white photo had a familiar smile overlapping with a certain face.

Pale hands brushed over the edge of the photo, pressing the name of the owner of the tombstone for a long time.

"I finally saw you." The man bowed slightly, "Father."

The soul that was frozen in the youth, I am afraid that I will never hear this father.

And that era will never be seen.

But, luckily you can't see it.

As long as you can't see, you will live in your own world and will not fall into despair for this world.

That's it.

"If that person can live in this world." The businessman murmured in a low voice, "He will definitely burn a game console for you."

It's a pity that there has never been an if in this world.

The businessman turned around, and the pink hair under the brim of the black hat fluttered with him.

—if you can see.

——No, it's better not to see.

There are very few people in the cemetery, and the densely packed tombstones are scary from a distance, but there is an indescribable solemnity when viewed up close.

The businessman couldn't help but walked a few steps quickly, wanting to leave this place that gave him a great sense of oppression.

The moment he walked out of the cemetery, the businessman's footsteps stopped suddenly.He looked back as if someone was standing behind him smiling.He just turned around to say hello.

"Mother." He answered the phone that had been flashing non-stop since just now, with a warmer voice.

"Momogawa-kun, how are you doing?"

"he died."

"..." The person on the opposite side sighed slightly, "Come back quickly. Momoi-kun, I can't hold on anymore."

"Yes."

The businessman puts down the phone and looks up at the sky.

Mother Rukko Amuro has had a crush on the man named Momoi Mayzuki since middle school, and it was not until university that they finally got together, and then had him.

If it is a novel routine that is popular in China now, it is probably a template for gentle schoolgirls chasing ruthless seniors.Although that guy Momoi is not cold.

The businessman hated his father.Compared with that father, he hopes that his mother's rival in love will be his father.He even mentioned this idea to his mother face to face.

The mother just smiled, and sometimes patted the merchant's head, telling him you were too late.

Then Momoi fell seriously ill.

He once went to visit Momoi, and the other person was already thinner and completely different from before, but his expression was as calm and distant as usual.

The businessman stood at the door, silently looking at the man on the hospital bed who had never really loved him.

He suddenly remembered that a long, long time ago, he had longed for this father so much.

Then he left gently, thinking not to come again in the future.

But now, the businessman has returned to this place, listening to his father talk about himself.

From that population, he learned that the final match of the era of miracles at Teiko Middle School was actually predicted long ago.

He can see through everything about that person, but he has never seen through Satsuki Momogawa.

Like a great taunt, he thought.

"That wedding, and you, are not what I want." Momoi finally talked about the wedding that year, "When I held Amuro-san's hand, I didn't feel any real feeling in my heart. I don't love her, and I don't love her. I don't love you, but I can say that I did my duty."

The businessman looked down at his father, whom he had been unwilling to admit ever since that time, and had to agree with his mother's words——Momoi really has a temperament.

"What do you think of your life?" asked the businessman.

"No regrets."

--No regrets.

This is probably the most calm attitude this man can make.

Momoi doesn't seem to love Momogawa much, and Momogawa doesn't seem to love Momoi much, they just feel sorry for each other, regretting this love-like relationship that seems to be within reach of their hands.

But after so many years, Momogawa has made a choice, and Momoi already has his own family.

They have no regrets.

The businessman left gently like last time.Behind him, the man finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep nightmare.

He knows, they know.

The life that belonged to Momoi May has come to an end.

The entanglements that belonged to the previous generation have also disappeared.

People always have to live.

He walked out of the hospital door and saw his mother sitting in the sun, talking with a black-haired teenager.At this time, his mother's smile was something he had only seen in the photo, and it was full of youthfulness; the black-haired boy looked very much like the person in that photo.

They talked, smiling with relief on their faces.

But the scene was only fleeting.The businessman looked over again, and there was nothing in that patch of sunlight.

He raised his head, trying to keep the tears from flowing.

The businessman knew that his beloved mother, and his mother's rival in love, had truly and completely died.

From then on, he was the only one left to walk alone in the world.

The feeling of loneliness invaded all the nerves.

There is a corner of my heart that is empty and can no longer be filled.

But even so, he moved his lips.

Good journey.

mother.

When sorting out Ruanzi Amuro's belongings, the businessman saw a photo, and behind the photo was her mother's beautiful handwriting:

Taochuan Gaoyue, Taojing May.

It's been a mistake since we met.

However, if possible, I hope that this mistake can go on forever.

At least in my lifetime, I could see these two go down.

——Soko Amuro

Thank you Amuro-san, but, I want to go home and meet my parents.

I thought, if I could meet Momoi-kun in real life, I would definitely...him.

——Momogawa Satsuki

He was silent for a long time before he knew what Momokawa Satsuki really thought.

Momokawa Satsuki always thought that this world was not his world, so he would not allow himself to sink in this world.

If we can meet in the reality that Momogawa thinks.

Wouldn't everything be different?

The author has something to say: From now on, I can open pits again!

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