Fool's Love

How could there be such a coincidence in "The Story Written by Yamagishi"?

On a rainy night a month ago, when Xiangzi finished washing and was about to go to bed, there was a loud and continuous knock on the door.

Xiangzi went to the living room, "Who is it?" she asked.However there was no response.As soon as her question came out, the knock on the door disappeared.

what happened?Xiangzi was puzzled.She held her hand on the doorknob and was about to open the door to check the situation, but the moment she touched the doorknob, a bad feeling suddenly came to her head.

That feeling was like an electric shock, Xiangzi quickly withdrew his hand and took a step back. "Who are you, please?" She asked towards the door that had been silent for a while.

Half a minute apart.No, maybe only ten seconds or so—as if someone hit the door with a heavy object, the knocking sound started again with a terrifying loudness, as if the door was about to be smashed into pieces.

Even if it wasn't a wooden door, Xiangzi still couldn't let it go.The door frame was shaking, and Xiangzi's heart was beating wildly.

She seemed to guess who was behind the door, but she was avoiding the answer in her heart.The silent knock on the door continued.

Finally, Xiangzi yelled unbearably: "Enough! Nagata, if you keep knocking, I will call the police!"

After Xiangzi finished speaking, the knock on the door disappeared.A brief respite.Just when she thought Nagata would just leave, there was a sudden "bang", as if the door was about to be smashed through.

What followed was the man's hysterical voice, as if soaked in smoke for many years: "Open the door! See you, you nasty woman!"

Hearing this voice again after less than two months evoked bad memories of Takami Shoko.Her legs lost strength for a moment, her whole body was slack, and she sat down on the ground.

The man's voice still echoed.

"Don't think that you can avoid me by moving, Shoko Takami! You bastard, you have found a helper to make me so embarrassed... just wait for me!"

Xiangzi's heart is not made of iron, even though Nagata threatened him so much, even though she knew that the other party could not break in, she still felt frightened and sat there crying.

Slowly, Xiangzi, whose voice was hoarse from crying, regained his sanity.With her hands still trembling, she took out her mobile phone and called the police in a crying voice. Nagata vented his anger at the door again, and then left cursing.The next day, Xiangzi moved out of that residence.

Although in the final analysis it was a matter of his inaccurate perception of people, the price Xiangzi paid was too painful.

She kept moving, quit and changed jobs.She didn't dare to wander outside after get off work, and always went straight home.

It is not enough to have a door lock, and a few door chains are firmly fastened.Sometimes lying in bed late at night, she couldn't help asking herself: Is this the Tokyo life I expected?Otherwise, why don't you go back to your hometown?

This is a stark question of alternatives.Xiangzi had the idea of ​​retreating countless times, and said to himself countless times, should he persist for a while?

Xiangzi felt as if he was walking against the black current.Mud or asphalt—

Every time I lift my foot, I have to weigh whether it will be carried by this viscous liquid and rush to the distance. If I am not careful, I will lose my position.

Dangerous!However, no problems have been encountered so far.Nagata didn't come to the door either, it's not bad to enjoy this moment of joy.

Singing voices gushed out of Xiangzi's throat.It was raining outside the window. It was still light rain when we started preparing dinner, but now it was getting louder.

Gloomy weather is best for sleeping, Xiangzi said in his heart.She took out the brown beef and poured it over the rice.

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knocking……

Xiangzi subconsciously turned his head away.The apartment she rented was only about ten square meters in size, and when the knock on the door sounded, every corner of the house could be heard clearly.

This moment is just like that moment.Fearing that her residence would be leaked to Nagata again, Shoko seldom brings friends to her house, and few people know her residence.

But it can't be ruled out that Nagata found someone to dig up his residence—in fact, Xiangzi felt that he was being followed several times before.Not just this month, but she started to feel this way a few months ago.

"Hello?"

Xiangzi tried to call out.Facing the door, she stood on tiptoe, looking over the stack of used cardboard boxes as high as a person.

But no one responded.Unlike the previous situation when Nagata came, there were only a few short knocks on the door.Xiangzi brought beef rice to the dining table and approached the door.It's still raining.

With previous experience, Xiangzi chose to live in a house with a cat's eye on the door this time.

If it is Nagata again, I will call the police directly.But after that?

Continue to escape?How long will this life last?

Embracing such a confused mood, Takami Shoko narrowed one eye and looked out the door through the camera.

However, it was not Nagata who appeared in the field of vision, but a middle-aged man wearing glasses and drenched all over.

Xiangzi felt that he looked very familiar, and she should have seen him a long time ago.Then she suddenly realized—it was Mr. Chuntian!

A loyal fan of Mr. Haruta when he was an idol!

In the past few years, Xiangzi often saw him standing under the stage, wearing a business suit and waving a fluorescent stick. On the day he announced his graduation, Xiangzi stood on the stage and bowed. tears.

Although he still had doubts about why Mr. Haruta appeared here, Xiangzi's high-suspended heart still fell.

Fortunately, it's not Nagata!As long as it's not Nagata, anyone can do it - even if the devil is standing in front of me, it's better than seeing Nagata!

"Excuse me..." Chuntian's voice came from the other side of the door, with a bit of embarrassment in his words, "Can you lend me a towel? I came back from the company by tram, and it rained heavily on the way. It's muddy outside now , it’s not easy to walk, so I’m going to take shelter in this building for a while. Now I’m soaked and worried about catching a cold. I hope you can lend me a towel.”

It turned out to be the case.

How could there be such a coincidence?After many years of idol graduation, I actually met a former fan on this occasion.For a moment, Xiangzi had the illusion of going back to the past in a trance.

"Please wait!"

Mechanical lock, chain lock—Xiangzi opened them one by one.When the door was opened, the two met their eyes.

There was only half a meter between her and Chuntian.Haruta looked at Xiangzi, first stunned for a moment, then widened his eyes.He took two steps back, and the briefcase in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Ah You……"

"Please come in and rest first!" Xiangzi said.

Xiangzi trusts Haruta because she thinks he is a good person.During several handshake meetings, Chuntian always talked to her in the tone of a junior in the family, and when it was serious, he would turn into an old lady's tone, which made her a little annoyed.

The relationship between them is slightly better than that of ordinary fan idols, but not to the level of friends.

Xiangzi only knew that Haruta worked in an IT company, and the two had no contact after the idol graduated.