Summer of Fireflies

The vase turned to face me, her eyes were still red, as if she had just cried.

I didn't say anything, I lowered my head and embraced the woman's shoulders, and embraced the thin and thin woman in my arms.

Xiaochun's silent expression told me that she needed a silent hug.

"Xiaochun, are you scared?" I patted her on the back and asked cautiously.

"Very scared." A gasping voice came from next to my ear, "People in two worlds love each other, why can't they be together? Cousin, did Xiaochun do something wrong and shouldn't like someone she shouldn't like?" I Guess it was the example of Kyoko breaking up with the brown-haired young man that affected Xiaochun's confidence. She was afraid that she would be like Kyoko and end up having to break up.

Couples in love always have a passion at the beginning, but in reality, the relationship between two people is full of obstacles and setbacks.So we found that tomorrow may not have time to change, but the past yesterday is getting farther and farther away, all because of the fact that we have been living in two different worlds.

People in the two worlds are separated by the distance between the two worlds, the future becomes unreachable, and fear arises from this.

It is normal to have the courage to step into the world of two people, but not have the confidence to be able to keep Happy Ending until the final ending. It is normal to be confused, afraid and worried.

"Xiaochun." I said to her in a warm voice, "You like Mr. Prison Temple very much, don't you?" Feeling the woman on my shoulder stiffen, she sniffed her nose and finally gave me an affirmative in a low voice answer. "It's not wrong to like someone's feelings, so Xiaochun didn't do anything wrong." What's wrong is the two worlds that separate the two people far away.

"Xiaochun, do you think you can give up Prison Lord?" I raised Xiaochun's face and asked, staring into her eyes seriously.

The dark gray pupils seemed to be struggling, and then Xiaochun shook his head at me.

I sighed deeply and said to her: "Xiaochun, if you can't give up, just stick to it to the end." If you don't break through the city wall, don't look back, this is my answer.

Xiaochun seemed to understand what I said, "Cousin, don't worry, Xiaochun knows what to do." She wiped her eyes, smiled at me with the vase in her arms, and quickly returned to her original cheerful and energetic personality. Xiaochun, I stared at her smile and felt slightly startled.

When we are faced with giving up, emotion and reason are always a pair of see-saw lines that cannot give in to each other. The final choice is only whether you tend to be more emotional or more rational. No matter what you choose or let Whatever you give up is a very painful process.

I am most familiar with this painful and hesitant entanglement. In the past, the people I fell in love with were also two people who lived in different worlds from me. Because of some accidents, they intersected. However, in the face of reason and emotion, the former me In the end, I chose my rationality and gave up the emotion of my first love.

It’s not that I haven’t asked myself if I have any regrets about the original choice, because with An’an, the once sprouting and quietness gradually dissipated in daily life. I am not as brave as Xiaochun. Break the line of balance between the two worlds.

Emotionally, I am undoubtedly a timid person, but at the same time I am also a very rational person, which means that I am doomed to act like Xiaochun without hesitation.

It's a mistake to fall in love with someone you shouldn't. The only difference is whether the person you care about also cares about you.Although Yuji-kun has a bit of a bad temper, he is still a pretty reliable person on the whole. I could tell from the time in the amusement park that Yuji-kun actually cared about Xiaochun very much, otherwise I wouldn’t let go of them. things in between.

Assuming Prison Lord doesn't like Xiaochun, I think, no matter how much Xiaochun likes him, I will never let Xiaochun be with him. No one in this world wants to see their relatives get hurt because of others.I also fall in love with someone I shouldn't like, but I think Xiaochun must be happier than me, because Prison Lord cares about Xiaochun.

So a few months passed in this way, and when I saw the brown-haired young man again, it was at the airport that I said goodbye to Jingzi Xiaochun.

The young man still maintained his gentle and polite attitude, with a wide smile on his face, he said goodbye to his friends and Kyoko gently, as if nothing had happened.I bid farewell to Xiaochun and Jingzi, and when I went back, I took a special look back at the young man.

In the airport where people come and go, the brown-haired young man is staring at the plane flying away in a daze. His lonely and looking back looks so thin. Smile, as if the glimpse just now was just an illusion caused by my eyes because of the scattered light.

Another week passed, and the villa next door was still dark every day, which proved that the brown-haired youth was no longer in that villa. I got a call from Hayato Gokuji.

"Hey, woman, did Judaime go back to your villa?" The young man on the other end of the phone asked me in a bored tone.

Pursing my lips, I heard my own voice reply in a low voice: "Gang Ji-kun...he has never been back." Yes, he has never been back.

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16. Dream Whisper

When Hayato and Gujiji just hung up the phone, I was still a little worried about the disappearance of the brown-haired youth, but then I thought about it again, the brown-haired youth is already an adult, even if his whereabouts are unknown, he may not be there. Do things that worry others.

Coaxing An An to sleep as usual, I went downstairs to turn off the lights and lock the door. In order to prevent thieves from knocking on the door and entering the house at night, I have to lock the door almost every day.

After turning off the street light in front of the door, it was dark outside the half-covered door. I put my hand on the doorknob and looked outside.

The solitary moon hangs on the lacquered black screen, and there is a hazy star twinkling around it. Under the moonlight, the mottled shadows sway with the wind from time to time. When I saw the shadow, my heart skipped a beat immediately.

At first I thought it was a thief in the house, but because the other person was lying on the ground, I felt that it was unlikely to be a thief. I gently opened the door, and then cautiously approached the figure curled up on the steps. When I got down, the fluffy head was buried in his chest and heaved. I poked the other person's clothes, but the person on the ground didn't move.

I squatted down and leaned forward, and when I saw the clear facial features under the dark bangs of the man, I was shocked immediately.

"Gunji-kun?" I touched the young man's head and found that his hair was a little wet, but the young man still didn't respond.At this time, a strong smell of alcohol came from the young man, I frowned, and turned to shake his body, but accidentally touched his skin.

The hot touch spread to my skin, my fingers shrank, and I immediately went to touch the young man's forehead. Not only was the skin hot, but the forehead was like boiling water in a pot. It was so hot that I was shocked. , Immediately helped the curled up young man up, put his hand on my shoulder, barely supported the young man's body and finally moved to the second floor.

Apart from the room for me and An An on the second floor, there was one vacant room left. The quilts and beds in it were all new, and it was originally a guest room.

I staggered and helped the young man's heavy body onto the bed, first took off his shoes, and then took off his wet suit jacket.

I probed his hot forehead again, and found that the sweat accumulated on the young man's forehead and cheeks was constantly rolling down. His flushed face showed a few traces of paleness. When I got close to the young man's body, the young man's body was full of sweat. The taste of the wine became more intense.

Although I usually deal with Anna and Janice, the two drunks, when it's a man's turn, I have a bit of trouble.

Thinking about the current situation of young people, how could it be impossible to send a young man with a fever and sickness to the hospital in the middle of the night, I gritted my teeth and could only take care of the patients myself.

I put the thermometer in the young man's mouth, took it out after a while, and stared at the figure of 39°C on it. I was shocked. I didn't expect the young man to have burned to this extent.

Twisting the wet sweat towel with both hands, first wiped the young man's hot forehead, then his cheeks, and his hands and exposed body. The young man who took off his coat was only wearing a white shirt, black I had already taken off the tie. In order to wipe the young man's neck conveniently, I also undid the two collar buttons on the front of the shirt that were in the way for him.

I had no time to admire the young man's exquisite jade-like collarbone, so I patiently wiped all the places on the young man's body that could be wiped. After drying off the excess water, I put it on the young man's sweaty forehead and continued to apply cold compresses. After finishing this series of actions, I finally let out a long sigh of relief while sitting on the head of the bed.

When I was at home, An'an had a few minor illnesses, such as a cold and fever. I am quite experienced in taking care of patients.

The young man's eyes were still closed tightly, and his long eyelashes curled up like scallops. I touched the young man's face, and his hot cheeks looked like steamed crabs.