Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

Chapter 381 “Their” Hearts

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In the days after Su Qing left, Mahiru did not show any abnormality at school, at least that was what the girl thought.

Study as usual; eat alone as usual; go home as usual.

Life is beautiful, and so is the world. We shouldn't stop for someone. That would be like giving up an entire garden in full bloom for a bunch of withering flowers.

That's silly.

So...what the boy said seemed to be true.

All in all, it turned out that they had only known each other for a little over three months.

This span of time is too small in the past twenty years and too insignificant in the past hundred years.

The encounter between the two is probably just an insignificant ripple in life...

Beautiful, but just a fleeting firework.

But... Qingjun, if it is really as you said, why do every moment I spent with you, and why was the expression on your face when you left, keep appearing in my mind over and over again, like a dull knife slowly sliding through my heart?

If the interactions between people are measured by the span of time, then isn't it more unfair to those who meet later in life?

If you spend a long time together, the relationship will be good. If you spend a short time together, then the relationship will not be as good as others.

What's the point?

Is it possible that the bond between people from encounter, acquaintance, understanding and familiarity is determined by time itself?

Qingjun, I have too many questions to ask you.

Could you... tell me?

"careful!"

Beside her, Yui's hurried reminder fell as she moved her arm.

Mahiru was stopped by Yui's action. There was a telephone pole in front of her, which was only a few steps away.

"Are you ok?"

Mahiru was slightly stunned. She just looked at Yui instinctively but couldn't utter a word.

It was as if her brain had crashed and she hadn't reacted yet to what had happened. The only expression left on that beautiful face was confusion and helplessness.

"I'm fine." After a few seconds of rest, Mahiru gently shook her head, and the muscles in her mouth forced a smile out of memory, "Thank you, Yuigahama-san."

Her tone paused slightly, and her polite smile became more familiar.

"You've been going home with me these past few days... although I really appreciate it this time."

"But you and I are actually going in different directions home, right? I really don't know why you did this, but to be honest, I'm a little confused."

"So... are you trying to chase me away?" Yui looked straight into Mahiru's eyes, but she couldn't see anything. She should be looking at her now.

Therefore, there is not much fluctuation in her voice now.

Mahiru shook her head slightly and smiled calmly, "Well... I'm just more used to walking alone."

Yui stood there blankly, looking at that extremely unfamiliar smile, but a strange sense of familiarity emerged in her heart.

Have you ever seen this kind of smile before?

Ah...she remembered.

It was the same when I first got along with Xiaoxue. She also had the same smile on her face.

It's just that Mahiru's smile at this moment is more polite, more...

Just keep people at a distance.

"Well, now that you've said it so bluntly, there's no reason for me to accompany you."

Yui pursed her lower lips tightly.

The wind between dusk and evening blew gently, and the momentary crystal in the girl's eyes disappeared with the wind.

"Well, bye." Mahiru said.

"Goodbye." Yui said.

Mahiru stared at the pink-haired girl's departing back, lost in thought for a few seconds.

The other party pronounced the last two words very loudly. I have never heard such a sound since I met him.

Yui must be angry, right?

After all, I was bluntly pointed out that I was "troubled"...

But that's fine.

The intersection between the two people was caused by Su Qing. Now that Su Qing is gone, let this intersection end.

The most important thing is that I don’t know how to face you, Yui…

Mahiru's pupils lost focus for a moment, and when she came to her senses, she found that she could no longer see Yui's back.

She stayed where she was, sighed softly, then turned around and continued walking back.

Speaking of which, where is the direction of "home"?

I almost hit a telephone pole just now, and I can’t tell the directions anymore.

It seems that I can no longer think while walking.

The dusk deepened.

The girl's shadow gradually became shorter, and finally gathered at her feet, like a drop of ink that would never fade.

From far away, the wind came with beautiful flute sounds, which echoed with the wind and finally fell on every strand of her hair.

Just like the rain.

……

"Yuigahama-san, can you explain why you are here?"

Inside the apartment.

As soon as Mahiru came out of the elevator, she vaguely saw a pink-haired girl in front of her house. She was carrying a shoulder bag that was obviously much bulger. Her hair was messy, and there was a deep red color on her neck, which spread on the surface along with the sweat.

What are you doing?

Mahiru walked forward and Yui turned around at this time.

"I have something important to tell you."

Mahiru was silent for a while and noticed that the other person's eyes were extremely determined.

But she still shook her head decisively, "Sorry, I don't think there is anything to talk about between us."

"Why? Aren't we friends?!"

Yui suddenly questioned loudly.

Perhaps it was because the lighting in the corridor was too soft today, so that when it fell into her eyes, it gave off a kind of clear light.

"..."

"I'm sorry, please go back."

Mahiru refused to look at him, or rather dodged him.

She no longer looked into Yui's eyes. Whenever she looked into those eyes, she couldn't help but think of something else.

Then she unlocked, opened, and closed the door as if no one was there.

Not a word was spoken during this time.

Yui too.

With a bang, the door closed.

Close it lightly, but also with great force.

On the side of the door, Yui reached out her sleeve to wipe her eyes. The cold wind took the opportunity to rush into her nose, making her throat uncomfortable.

On the other side of the door, Mahiru was leaning against the door with her back to the door, her black shoulder bag hanging limply on her fingertips.

The photosensitive light in the entrance hall came on, and the black shadow was about to fall.

Stop being so persistent, Yui.

Mahiru felt a strong sense of guilt. What did the other party do wrong?

Yui must be worried about my condition, so she came to accompany me...

The girl stood in front of the door for a long time.

There was no sound from behind the door until a long time later, so Mahiru thought Yui had left. After realizing this, she felt relieved for some reason.

Tonight's dinner hasn't been prepared yet.

The weather is so cold, what should I eat?

……

Forget it, just make whatever is in the fridge.

This is a very common thing.

It is difficult to eat different dishes every day. In the past, the girl would occasionally be lazy and repeat the same dishes, or cook based on the food in the refrigerator.

Couldn't be more normal.

But just as Mahiru was about to walk into the living room, her ears suddenly moved sharply.

what sound?

Mahiru responded and went to look for the sound, roughly judging that it came from the doorstep.

She frowned slightly. It seemed to be the sound of water hitting something.

It's raining?

But when Zhenri looked out the window, he didn't see a single drop of rain.

It wasn't raining, and Mahiru thought she had misheard, but as time passed, the sound of water became more obvious, and her heart became more restless.

She walked back to the door step by step and looked through the peephole to see what was going on outside - what if something bad was happening outside if she opened the door without permission?

However, Mahiru couldn't see anything clearly because the cat's eye's field of vision was completely occupied by the white water.

Is it really raining?

No, how could it rain at the door?

And...she vaguely saw a blurry and familiar figure in the water.

As the water receded, the view became wider and Mahiru's heart fluttered.

She opened the door in a panic, snatched the bottle of water that Yui was about to pour on her head, and shouted, "Yui, what are you doing!"

Yui smiled inexplicably when she heard that. Her soft and delicate hair became heavy, sticking to her fair forehead and almost covering her eyes.

"I'm sorry... I got your door wet, but I can't think of a better way..."

"Don't talk about this anymore. Come in and take a shower. Don't catch a cold."

Mahiru actually didn't hear clearly what Yui was saying, how could she have the time to do that?

It's winter now, and I don't know what the other party is doing. He is sweating a lot, and his capillaries are definitely open as much as possible to dissipate heat.

Coupled with the influence of cold wind and water, catching a cold and fever is inevitable.

"Hey, the bottle hasn't been picked up yet..."

Neon attaches great importance to garbage recycling. If you leave these mineral water bottles at the door unattended, you might actually be complained and fined.

"It's already this time and you're still caring about that!"

Mahiru grabbed her wrist nonchalantly and dragged her along almost by force.

The stern yet gentle voice and the perfect amount of strength from the hands, all of this reminded Yui of her mother.

Also, the moment when Su Qing bandaged her finger was also like this...

……

The water in the bathroom was running loudly, but Mahiru was listening in a trance.

Did Yui also take a bath at her house last time?

Mahiru suddenly chuckled. What was she thinking about? What about last time?

Wasn’t it just a few days ago?

That day was the day she and Su Qing went to visit Yui.

……

It turned out to be just a few days ago?

The girl stopped thinking about it and just began to clean up the water stains left by Yui when she came in. After spending some time cleaning the door, she hurriedly took out a set of clothes from her room.

When I arrived at the bathroom door, my hand that was knocking on the door paused in the middle.

How should I communicate with Yui now?

But before she could think about it, a puzzled voice came from the bathroom, "What's wrong, Mahiru?"

Yui probably noticed a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of the frosted glass.

Mahiru thought.

"Ah, nothing. I just forgot to get you your clothes. Where should I put them for you?"

"Just put it on the door handle, I'll get it later... I mean, sorry to bother you again..."

"It's okay, just take your time washing up while I cook. By the way, do you want to have dinner at my place?"

Even though she took a hot bath, Mahiru thought it would be better to eat something hot first.