Sister Hui Ye Wants Me to Be Reliable

For more than ten years, he has been hoping to accept his own nothingness and reality, accepting everything that he has accumulated here, including the pain of wounds and how ugly he is when he hurts others.

Then happily accept the original self.

But that's really hard.

"But...fortunately, you are here..." He said unconsciously.

"Me?" Hayasaka deliberately expressed disbelief, "Really?"

"Um……"

After Dianthus nodded, she looked at Hayasaka Ai's face silently, her eyes seemed to want to cry and laugh, which was incredible.

She ran her fingertips across her soft rose-colored lips, "Did Dianthus always see me this way?"

"Yeah..." He replied in a voice he felt weak.

But I believe she must have heard it.

No matter how difficult, how far away, there is only one thing that can be done.

The soul transports the body and mind that cross the grim reality. There is no power in the depths of the soul, and it will never be destroyed. Except for Dianthus himself, no one else can touch it.

It was like looking into the eyes of someone you love and someone you love.

Every time I stand in front of it, I always bow my head and swear never to betray.

The eyes look at one's own gestures, one's actions, and one's thoughts, taking root and growing in the heart, continuing to "understand" the existence called self, and the way of being there.

I want to see with my own eyes, my own world.

He also wanted her to see what was rooted in his soul, and the "path" he had chosen in order to keep the thing alive.

She stared at him with wide eyes, and said nothing or asked anything.

She was looking at herself, and probably had been looking at herself the same way for the past few years.

In the blue eyes, something like starlight twinkled.

He also wanted to see what she saw, now and in the future, always and always.

however--

"I really want Dianthus to see it."

She said these words suddenly.

Dianthus felt a throbbing in his heart.

"Well, I want to see it all the time, all the time, all the time--"

Then, hugging each other tightly, kissing tooth to tooth.

As if never want to part.

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The sun has not yet fully risen, and the heater is obviously on, but it is very cold.

How long will this winter morning last?A month, a month and a half, or two months?

Shinomiya, who was dressed neatly, sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked Ai Hayasaka's hair with her fingers.

Her brows trembled slightly, she had already woken up, but she continued to pretend to be asleep like this.

"Love……"

She didn't move, her fingertips exposed outside the quilt gently clasped the edge of the pillow.

"Then... let me leave for a while."

He got up from the bed and walked to the door.

It doesn't feel good to deceive yourself in this way, but it can only be so.

She only pretended that she hadn't woken up, everything was just the sound of her dream. When she woke up again, and he was already far away from the main residence in Kyoto, she would feel a little better.

You can use all kinds of force majeure as an excuse to appease yourself.

But, excuses are just excuses after all.

It will be very painful, such a time apart.

But there is no way. If you don't do this, even if the rest of the time will never be separated, there will always be some kind of pain left in each other's hearts.

The door opened.

The Four Palaces was terribly deserted, especially on a winter morning like this.

He hated such mornings, so he developed the habit of sleeping late, sleeping until everyone woke up.

When the mansion was no longer so deserted.

"Dianthus...is this really good?"

Gently closing the door, Kaguya's voice suddenly came from behind.

From the moment the people in this mansion suddenly appeared, some things had already engraved the answer in each other's hearts without even a single word.