Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 109 A girl’s worries
  How about Luna?
  Of course it’s really good!

Although we don’t get along much, after getting along a few times, I can see the other person’s gentleness, bravery, tenacity and indomitable spirit of selfless dedication.

But Fu doesn't meet my criteria for choosing a mate.
  I really don't know what kind of person I will like.

All I could say was - "I'm sorry, but I suspect I don't like people at all."

An Ran's pen tip not far away drew a long line on the paper.

When she saw my gaze, she crawled lower and lower like a deflated rubber ball. Her whole body wanted to slide under the counter so that I couldn't see her.

I was also a little embarrassed that my toes were on the bottom, so I said:

"If that doesn't work, go upstairs and do your homework."

An Ran left, and the first floor fell into calm again.

I also know that what I just said is a bit outrageous, but I am telling the truth. After all, my favorite at this stage is really paper man.

My second uncle told me when I was very young that I was delicate and sensitive emotionally, but at certain times I was very slow.

I didn't think there was anything slow before, but now that I see Luna's hard-to-find light extinguished, I feel a little confused.

Luna adjusted much faster than me. It seemed that everything she said just now was an illusion, and she raised her sunny smile again:
  "I was just joking. What's wrong, are you trying to make paper to make yourself stupid? You can't even make a joke? We are both girls, how can we be together?"

I thought for a moment and said:

"That's not the reason. To me, girls are no different from boys. You are even better than most men."

"But I really haven't figured out the criteria for choosing a mate, and I'm not ready to start a relationship yet."

"If you have a crush on me just because I saved you and want to start a relationship, that's wrong. You still have a long way to go. I myself feel that I am not someone I can trust for life."

I tried to hold Luna's hand, but she was shocked and avoided my touch with extremely small movements.

My hand hung in the air, and then I stretched it out firmly again, transferring the constant heat from my palm to her:
  ".So, that's what I said, right?"

"What you said today was a bit sudden. When you said it, you were not only eager to get a reply, but also a little excited. I can actually feel that you didn't want to say it like this."

"Then why, Nana, can you tell me?"

Luna was silent for a while, then held her hand with difficulty, trying to hold me back:
  "Maybe you are right. In fact, after I came out of that cave, I began to be afraid of men's contact, including my father's touch."

"When I was in the cellar, I was not afraid. Because I knew that beast was wrong. I kept my three views for so many years, so I would not succumb to his power, even if he did a lot of bad things to me. It’s nothing.”

"But after I woke up in the cave, I was scared."

"There are so many people, picking women as if no one else is watching, and stacking the broken limbs and arms as if they were treating animals."

"And everyone didn't think anything was wrong. The topics they talked about were scary, really scary."

"At that time, I really began to doubt, am I right? How can I prove that the terrifying world these people live in is fake and illusory, and not the beautiful and bright world I used to have? Not a dying woman A fantasy constructed to comfort oneself?”

"It's so scary. It's really scary. I can bear it when those men take turns, but I can't stand the thoughts in my head."

"It was at this moment that I met you."

"Your light is as bright as the sun." "Even after I was rescued, I would dream of the same scene every night, that is, you were buried in the fire in that cave."

"But at the end of the dream, you came back to me."

Luna let out a long breath:

"In mythology, to become a great god, you need an 'anchor' that will never be lost. Otherwise, after gaining power, they will use their divine power to kill and plunder without any scruples."

"And you should be the 'anchor' that keeps me alive in the bright world."

"That's why, maybe we don't have any behavior that exceeds the boundaries, but I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

Luna seemed to be amused by her own thoughts. She laughed several times before she stopped and squeezed her fingers:

"I just want to follow your footsteps, that's all."

This is a long story, and I have been listening carefully.

But at the end of the story, I didn’t even clear my mind.

Maybe I should be more decisive, hold her hand directly, and tell her sternly, "No, it's not like, it's not love. This is the same as the Stockholm Syndrome where a hostage falls in love with the robber. You like me just because of the timing and the scene." Accidental collision. ’

But who can say that this is not destiny?

I was a little numb and didn't know how to reply to this feeling. The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while.

Fortunately, Luna is also an open-minded person. She quickly swallowed back the tears in her eyes and turned over to comfort me:

"It doesn't matter, it's still a long time."

"I'm not in a hurry to hear you reject me anyway. Maybe, maybe there will be a miracle?"

I scratched my head and agreed to this.

The atmosphere calmed down, and I casually found an excuse and said:
  "By the way, I haven't asked you before, how long has your institution been open for ten days?"

"But what you said just now is that no one has come over yet?"

Luna's originally soothing expression suddenly fell:
  "I don't know why there's no one."

"Obviously the location of the institution I run is good, and the original intention is to make people literate so that they won't have to do the lowest level of hard work, but no one comes in to ask."

"I actually originally thought that in addition to setting up literacy classes, I could also provide some legal aid or on-site mediation for women who have been victims of domestic violence, but now let alone literacy, not many people even pass by our door!"

"If we really think about it, An Ran is still the first student in our institution! I've been thinking about this recently and I can't even sleep because of it!"

"I thought about it, should I buy an advertisement, print and distribute more flyers, and promote the literacy class?"

I was silent for a few seconds and said:
  "Nana, is it possible that only people who are literate can understand these advertising flyers."

"The effect of the flyers you should distribute is actually not as good as using a loudspeaker to shout at the entrance of the institution and delivering eggs to the lectures?"

　You must fall in love with someone who is good to you, not someone who is only good to you.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)