After getting married, a popular seiyuu suddenly moved to my house

Chapter 667 660. People live on memory as fuel.

In the middle of the night, time flows in the middle of the night

Ayane Sakura was lying on the bed in the bedroom. The originally dark ceiling gradually revealed detailed patterns after her eyes got used to it.

Everything was quiet, except for the even breathing echoing around him, any other sounds seemed to have been wiped out from this world.

When I closed my eyes, all kinds of messy scenes appeared in my mind, and I couldn't fall asleep peacefully.

If you were sleeping in his arms, you should fall asleep soon.

When you are with him, you will always be exhausted, and you have no time to think about unnecessary things.

Or maybe she drank some refreshing drink today, which made her unable to fall asleep. When she wanted to be a sheep, she lost her mind when she counted No. 20 and five, and complained in her heart that these sheep are really annoying. , bouncing back and forth, did not seem to be able to hypnotize myself, and simply started counting from the [-]th in a fit of anger.

But when she counted to the 520th, she couldn't calm down again, completely put this matter behind her, and thought about something else.

After going back and forth like this, it was two o'clock in the morning.

Counting sheep with dry mouth and tongue, she got up and went out of the bedroom to pour water. The Tokyo night in February was still a little cold. After she finished drinking the water, she rubbed her hands on her shoulders and returned to the bedroom. When she got into bed, something suddenly hit her palm Squeeze it tight, startling her.

"Qi... Qi Zhizhu? Are you awake?"

"Neru... San?"

She seemed to wake up from a drunken state, at least she could recognize that the person beside her was Sakura Ayane.

It took a full 2 ​​minutes to get used to the current situation. Shimizu Yousa recognized that this was his bedroom, and was slightly puzzled by the fact that Sakura was lying beside her.

Ayane Sakura told what happened that night, including that she asked Kazuto Mogami to carry her back.

"Sorry for bothering you."

"Don't say such polite words."

Sakura Ayane waved her hands gracefully, Shimizu Arisa got up, sat half-sitting on the bed, rubbed her head, and seemed to be a little dizzy.

"Would you like some water?"

Qingshui Yousha hesitated for a while when he heard the words, then nodded: "It's troublesome."

Getting out of bed again to pour water, after passing the clear water with sand, she drank two-thirds of it in one gulp, and put the cup on the bedside table.

"how do you feel?"

"It's better, thank you Neru-san."

"Where, I'm sorry, I stayed overnight without your consent."

"Neru-san stayed because he was worried about me, so there's no need to apologize."

"It's getting late, go to bed quickly."

"OK, good night."

The bedroom was suddenly surprisingly quiet, and they could no longer hear each other's breathing, as if they could hold their breath, for fear that the other party would notice their own existence.

This kind of atmosphere is indeed a bit weird.

After a long time.

"Neru-san... asleep?"

"not yet."

"Can't sleep?"

"Maybe."

"Me too, can we chat?"

Sakura Ayane opened her eyes and glanced at the girl beside her: "Okay."

"It always feels like it's been a long time since I slept with Neru-san like this."

"Yeah... Really, it's been a long time."

Since that night two years ago, when Sakura Ayane sent the drunk Mogami Kazuto home, and Shimizu Yusa swore sovereignty in person, the relationship between them has changed.

"Neru-san, are you still blaming me?"

"Eh?"

"That thing back then."

"........."

"I'm sorry, I said a lot of exaggerated things to Neru-san at that time."

Sakura Ayane really wanted to tell her that it wasn't her fault that she didn't have to apologize.

But Ayane Sakura is also an ordinary weak girl. It would be too hypocritical to say that she had no grievances about what happened at that time, and she would not lie in such a place.

"It's all over, it's okay, it's okay."

She lightly squeezed Qingshuiyousha's hand under the blanket, and Qingshuiyousha turned to look at her.

"Neru-san, is everything going well with... him?"

This was the first time Qingshui Yousha asked about that person face to face in such a long time.

Sakura Ayane didn't know how to answer, when Shimizu Yusa was sober, she really couldn't repeat what she said before.

After hesitating for a long time, she gave a soft "hmm".

"That's it, that's fine."

"Pray for help..."

"I'm fine, please don't worry about me, it's been so long, I've accepted it a long time ago."

"…………Um."

Don't say "I'm sorry", "I'm sorry".

What Shimizu Usa needs is not pity and sympathy, and these words will not bring any positive emotions except to show her victory, so Sakura Ayane can't say it.

"That person, when he's with me, always looks unhappy. Whether it's eating or shopping.

No matter what time, he always lives in his own world, and never let people in, including me of course.

He doesn't talk much, rarely smiles, and has the same attitude towards everyone, which I can actually feel.

I thought that a person like him couldn't really like anyone from the bottom of his heart.

Neru-san is really amazing, what incredible method did he use to turn such aloof Kazuto-san into what he is now. "

"Pray for help..."

"Ah! I don't mean anything else, please don't get me wrong, even if I want to get involved now, it's definitely useless, hahaha..."

"........."

"I was just thinking that people are probably fueled by memories. As for whether memories are important in reality, it doesn't seem to matter to sustain life, it's just fuel.

Whether it’s Murakami’s collection of short stories that I’m not interested in, or the light novels he wrote himself, or the posters with erotic poses, they’re all pieces of paper thrown into the fire, right?

The fire doesn't have to be burning while thinking about "I was born lonely", "Why did such a cute girl kill her", or "Sexy abs".

When it comes to the fire, everything is just ordinary paper.

And this is the same thing, whether it is important memories, not so important memories, or useless memories, they are all ordinary fuels without distinction.

Burn all these things down, you can't live without it. "

"all?"

"all."

Sakura Ayane was speechless.

"The girl Qingshui Yousha is actually more free and easy than you imagined, as long as you burn these things, the memories in your head will be reset.

You see, it's the same principle with computers, no matter what the problem is, just pressing the reset button will solve most problems. "

"Even if it is burned, what should be kept in the heart will naturally stay, and what can't be kept will not be kept."

Qingshui froze for a moment, and immediately laughed cheerfully: "Neru-sang, you have changed your tone of speaking into a Heren-sang."

Sakura Ayane was silent.

After the laughter, the bedroom fell into a deathly silence.

In the darkness, a sigh sounded.

"If you can't keep people, what's the use of leaving memories."

(End of this chapter)