[Tutor] Eight-pack abs Sakuragi-san

【Sakuragi-san, let me take you to a bright place. 】

【I... will be your light. 】

Tears welled up involuntarily.

Unknowingly, I felt a burning pain in my chest.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to brighten up.

The light was shining, sparkling, so bright that even in this dim corridor, it suddenly became dazzling, both dazzling and warm, like the gentle light of seeing Sawada Tsunayoshi for the first time.

How could he not like him like this?

How can such a liking be carried only in the ghost's weak body?

How can such a self not be afraid of losing?

For three full years, the touch I couldn't ask for, the heart I couldn't tell, and the figure hidden in the sky made me who I am now.

No, maybe more than three years.

This look that even I feel sad has probably been traced back to the deepest part of my memory.

I live in this empty house with my grandma.

The only person who talks is grandma; the person who sees is only grandma; the person who likes is only grandma.

So, after becoming a ghost.

Even more do not know how to see, how to listen, how to speak, how to live.

So just wandering around pointlessly...

Even now, after taking off the identity of ghost, there is often a feeling of emptiness, often not knowing what expression should be regarded as affection, and what should be done to win other people's attention.

There are some words that I dare not say, and I don't know how to say them, so I just suppress them in my heart.

Every time before talking to Tsunayoshi Sawada, every word has tossed and turned in my heart several times before saying it.

Pretending to be casual, he observed the boy's expression, thinking about what to say next.

The most distressing thing is that when he is silent, he always wants to say something to attract Sawada Tsunayoshi's attention, but he doesn't know how to say it.

Already, I forgot how to communicate.

But I have to talk as much as possible, so sometimes I feel very troubled.

The same thing happened with Uncle Moretti. He didn't know what to say, how to speak, and whether he would say something he shouldn't have said, so it was better not to say anything.

If he accidentally said something like "I only have you, please don't leave me behind", Ah Gang would definitely feel very burdened.And I made a promise with my grandma, no matter what, I can't say anything like that.

It's already very good as it is now, and I'm extremely happy to hear the words "I will be your light" from Tsuna's mouth.

It seems that such a self can give up everything just to hear such a sentence.

[Xiao Sang? 】

After a while of silence, the boy's hesitant voice came from the microphone.

【Are you still listening? 】

There was a bit of embarrassment in the boy's voice, as if he felt a little embarrassed after what he said just now.

"Gang, when did you learn to speak such beautiful words? It's so cute, other girls will definitely come and snatch it from me."

Sakuragi-san lowered her head, held the microphone tightly with her hand, took a few deep breaths silently, suppressed the trembling of her voice, and said it in as relaxed a tone as possible, but even so, the girl's eyes were still blindfolded when she spoke. There was a layer of mist.

[No, no, not a nice word?I... I mean it. 】

The boy explained in a panic, as if he was afraid that Sakuragi-san would misunderstand what he said, just to please girls casually.

I know.

I know that every word you say is sincere.

Unlike me, the sincere words are always rubbed in my mouth several times, but I dare not say them out.

Tears overflowed from his eyes, Sakuragi-san took a few deep breaths, not wanting to let his whimpering sound reach the boy's ears.

Now this kind of crying is just like human instinct.

As long as he heard the boy's voice and recalled such touching words in his mind, he would cry uncontrollably.

And myself, like him more like instinct, like him uncontrollably.

"Battle, what's going on?"

Some hoarse voices came from the girl's mouth, as if she had shifted the topic to the other side indifferently.

[Win... It's unbelievable to win. 】

The boy paused, then replied, as if he hadn't expected it.

"Are you hurt?"

[Slightly injured, but he will be fine soon. 】

"Minor injury?"

[...It probably hurts a bit. 】

【ah!By the way, it seems that we have talked for a long time!Did you have meal? 】

The boy suddenly remembered something, and asked nervously.

"Well, I'm making sushi."

Sakuragi-san also continued to answer the topic.

【... Xiao-san, don’t you hate sushi the most? 】

The boy hesitated for a moment, then asked suspiciously.

"I want to make it myself for grandma to taste."

Sakuragi-san rubbed her hands against the wall, her eyes trembling.

Immediately, there was another silence.

This silence made people feel extremely depressed.

【Sakuragi-san, you...】

"I know." Sakuragi-san immediately interrupted the boy's words.

"I know." The girl repeated again, as if muttering to herself, the hand that rubbed against the wall hangs down feebly.

"I know... grandma has been dead for a long time."

Under the dim light, the girl's figure seemed to be shrouded in darkness.

The bangs covered the girl's expression, but there was a sad and depressing atmosphere slowly spreading in the air.

My favorite grandma has passed away.

【come back. 】

The girl's body trembled in the darkness, and her dark green pupils faintly revealed the halo of the light.

【Xiao Sang, come back. 】

【Mom misses you very much. Recently, I have started to buy vegetables and wait for you to come back to make a big meal. Jingzi and Xiaochun have been asking me where you are and want to find you. Yamamoto and Yuji always mention your name... I, I, I want to see you too. 】

[Early, go home. 】

Sakuragi-san quickly hung up the phone with trembling hands.

Obviously, I have always wanted to hear these words, but when I actually heard them from Sawada Tsunayoshi, I felt that they were too illusory, so excited that I felt unreal, and then I dared not listen to them again. go down.

It's like, I have been sneaking in the dark and I was accidentally illuminated by the light. Even though I longed for it to the extreme, I would still be afraid of this dazzling light for no reason, as if it would disappear immediately.

"Sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi, sushi..."

Depressed, he deliberately let go of the conversation just now in his head.

"I just made sushi for grandma. The taste shouldn't be too bad."

"Is the steaming time too long?"

"Is there too much vinegar?"

"Would the salmon you bought be stale?"

"It seems that the sushi looks a bit ugly after making it."

Sakuragi-san was talking to himself, and then walked step by step into the brightly lit room.

Walking to the door, the girl looked inside——

In the huge space, the scattered furniture seemed a bit empty.

The white-haired old woman knelt quietly on the cushion, holding a piece of sushi horizontally with chopsticks in a dignified manner, and the lines of time engraved on the back of her hand looked even older under the light.The old man tasted it attentively, with a slight smile on his mouth, such a satisfied expression as if he had eaten the most delicious treasure in the world.

After eating another piece, the old woman saw the girl standing at the door, put the chopsticks on the chopstick holder with a smile, and waved to the girl.

"Grandma, is it delicious?"

The girl smiled and trot over and sat beside the old woman, looking at grandma expectantly.

"Ah."

The old man smiled and nodded, without too much praise, but just one word, like the best compliment.

"No matter what I do, grandma will always say it's delicious."

Sakuragi-san seemed to be complaining with some dissatisfaction, and then stretched out her hand to casually pinch a piece of sushi. Looking at the appearance of the sushi in her hand, she always felt that it was very different from the sushi under Yamamoto's father.

Grandma smiled and didn't speak, but reached out and touched the girl's long hair, as if to comfort her.

"Who called just now?"

"It's...boyfriend."

"That's it, then bring it back and show it to grandma when you have time."

"it is good."

Sakuragi-san smiled and nodded, agreeing easily.

"Gang, he's very handsome. He has the same pair of brown eyes as grandma. His hair is always messy, and he always grabs his hair involuntarily when he panics, with a bewildered expression on his face."

"The grades are not very good, sports seems to always be at the bottom, I am not very courageous, and I am always bullied by my classmates, but I have to say, Ah Gang is still very likable."

"Although he will always say some beautiful words when he is not paying attention, the foulness makes people have to like it. And every time there is a critical moment, there will always be a warm and reassuring feeling, like there is a gang Now, there is nothing to be afraid of, everything will work out."

"Xiao Sang, I like this boy very much." Grandma laughed when she heard Sakuragi-san's words, her eyes showed a bit of nostalgia, and the wrinkled corners of her eyes slowly raised, "It's not like grandma back then. Even if I like your grandpa, I don’t dare to say it.”

"If you don't say it, Ah Gang will definitely be snatched away by others." Sakuragi-san raised her eyebrows, then bit the sushi in her hand, then squinted her eyes in distaste, and immediately After chewing a few times, I swallowed it.

"Is it Ganga? What's the matter with him calling?" The old man smiled kindly, then took the water glass from the table, and handed the water to Sakuragi-san thoughtfully.

"It's nothing serious, he just told me to go home." Sakuragi-san took the water, drank a few swigs, and then spoke, but after finishing speaking, the whole person froze, and then paused and slowly fell on the The face of the old woman beside him.

Obviously, the place where grandma is is called home.

And she actually said in front of grandma that she wanted to go home.

"Then go home early." Grandma's smile didn't change at all, those brown pupils seemed to be filled with the softest light, just being watched like that, it was like being completely redeemed.

"Grandma, it's impossible to stay with you forever." Grandma's words overlapped with Uncle Moretti's words, and Sakuragi-san's body trembled involuntarily just like before, and then she stared at the old woman closely s face.

I don't know if it was because of the sight, or something else, but the figure of the old man disappeared suddenly at that moment.

The line of sight passed through the transparency, and I saw the empty room, the huge space, and a plate of sushi with little left, but I was the only one who was empty.

His heart was trembling violently, and at this moment, a kind of suffocation-like pain gushed out from his chest.

【I know... Grandma has been dead for a long time. 】

A trembling voice slowly sounded in his mind, obviously his own voice was extremely disgusting at this moment.

The fact that has been denied all the time seems to be particularly ironic and clear at this moment, the words that have been suppressed in the heart are still stuck in the throat at this moment and cannot be vented, and the trembling body feels the icy coolness in the air at this moment.

Tears fell unconsciously from the eye sockets drop by drop, ran across the cheeks, and fell into the air, exuding a kind of astringent moisture.

"Xiao Sang, why are you crying?"

Grandma's voice came to my ears, and I saw the familiar bathrobe leaning against my side in my dim eyes, and slowly raised my head, with gray hair, wrinkled face, worried look, and that Only the hand that caressed the face.

It's just the hand on the cheek, but without the familiar temperature, it's so cold that it makes one's heart tremble.

"It's nothing."

Sakuragi-san smiled and shook his head, then stretched out his hand and moved the plate of sushi towards him.Then he picked up the sushi with his left hand and right hand, and stuffed it into his mouth. The most disgusting taste of sushi was hard to swallow, and he even felt like vomiting.

If the vomiting made the stomach cramp and cough up the blood from the internal organs, wouldn't it hurt as much as it does now.

"I just think it's too unpalatable."

Tears flowed down his cheeks unstoppably, his voice was hoarse and trembling, every word seemed to be mixed with crying that couldn't be ignored, and his body trembled uncontrollably accompanied by sobs.

I vaguely saw the figure of my grandma gradually disappearing along with my crying, mixed with the traces of my illusion. I knew it didn't exist, but I still deliberately gave myself a false beauty.

"As expected... I still like wagashi made by grandma the most."

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