Am I being simulated by their love affair.

Chapter 565 Sleepless Nights in May

At 9:30 p.m., Jun Matsue returned to the living room after taking a shower.

The television, which had been on, was now off, and the room was quiet. A swaying wind blew from the balcony, making the not-so-spacious room seem to be tinged with a sense of loss.

He dried his hair, sat down on the sofa, and looked down at the cat paw pillow next to him.

These were left behind by Mochizuki Haruka. She liked to bring the cushions, but often forgot to take them back. Every time the boy collected three or four cat paw cushions, he would hug them and carry them back to the next room like he was carrying a group of kittens.

The girl went home early today, perhaps because she was angered by Matsueda Jun. After dinner, Mochizuki Haruka came over and tried to seduce the boy several times, but he ignored her, either openly or subtly.

Matsueda Jun had to admit that the girl's crossed and swaying legs did indeed possess an artistic beauty. Although the way she deliberately leaned over him was somewhat cute in a pretentious way, her slender and graceful waist and delicate collarbone were indeed captivating.

But living in May, he had no choice but to refuse.

Jun Matsueda sighed as he looked at the television. He turned off the lights in the living room and headed towards the bedroom.

However, the boy seemed to remember something. He turned around, turned on the light, and walked to the refrigerator in the corner of the living room.

He opened the lower freezer compartment, took out his phone, took a picture of the tub of ice cream emitting a faint chill, and sent it to Yosuke Kurusu.

"The ice cream has been bought."

The light switch clicked, plunging the living room back into darkness. Jun Matsue walked into the bedroom, which was lit by a cool-toned light. Before getting into bed, he took one last look at his phone.

Kurusu hasn't replied; he's probably still busy.

Lying in bed, the thin blanket did not give him the sense of security of being isolated from the world—the weather was getting warmer, and he had changed the blanket when he cleaned up Qiyang's room a few days ago.

Jun Matsue didn't draw the curtains. The soft light from outside seemed to defy gravity and fell onto the ceiling, allowing him to clearly see the unevenness of the wall with his eyes open. The fine lines cast faint shadows in the dim light.

It was like lying at the bottom of a river, watching the ripples on the surface of the water, and this thought popped into the boy's mind.

He wasn't very sleepy, so he simply let his mind wander like water, filtering out the thoughts that had been floating in his mind during the day.

Thoughts were like grains of sand, and Jun Matsue stood in the flow of memories, washing them over and over again, until finally only one question remained.

What should we do after May ends?
Continuing to be with Tomatsu Tomatsu would disappoint Mochizuki Haruka.

Jun Matsue recalls the kiss he shared with the girl in the snow. From their bloody farewell to their reunion in the spring, it had all been a year ago.

Wangyue had been waiting for him for a very, very long time.

The boy recalled the girl's expression before she left the apartment that night. Her face, now somewhat pale, no longer possessed its usual adorable reserve and pride, which inevitably made him feel heartache.

After breaking up with Tomatsu Yuka, her disappointment will probably be even greater than Mochizuki Haruka's—who knows what will become of the girl after the happiness her parents created disappears.

It took him a lot of effort to bring that self-destructive girl back to normal.

Jun Matsue recalled that turbulent snowy night in Hokkaido. He imagined the aftershocks of the earthquake still lingering, and Yuka Tomatsu running up the stairs in her slippers, stumbling and staggering.

The mottled bloodstains on the girl's legs from that time remain vivid in his memory to this day.

Looking at the ceiling in front of him, the boy reached out and pressed the blanket around himself tighter, letting out a long sigh.

It's all because May was too ambiguous; he started to shift his attention.

It's still springtime, but the temperature has started to rise irrationally, and all the cherry blossoms have fallen, leaving only lush green leaves waiting for summer. Even wearing short sleeves on the street wouldn't feel out of place; in terms of appearance, it's practically no different from summer.

May blurs the seasons, which is why he couldn't make a decision... He pondered these thoughts for who knows how long, and then the faces of the girls reappeared in Matsueda Jun's mind.

This time, the memories were more numerous; they no longer flowed by like water, but rather appeared as a series of slides, casting mottled colors in the boy's eyes—

A girl sitting in the bathroom, the gruesome wound on the sole of her foot, her short black hair swaying in the night wind on the street, a tombstone washed by wind and rain on the lawn of the manor, an umbrella lying in the torrential rain outside the teaching building, trampled to pieces...

In the last second before falling asleep, Jun Matsue closed his eyes, barely managing to grasp the last thought in his mind—

Perhaps there was no premonition that May would fly by; he simply wanted to see what choices he would make in June.

When Jun Matsuoka opened his eyes the next morning, he did not feel refreshed or invigorated, but rather a long-lost sense of fatigue and drowsiness.

The boy frowned, feeling as if his brain hadn't had much rest at all.

"What time did you go to sleep last night...?"

He picked up his phone from the bedside table. The screen showed the time as just past seven o'clock, along with a belated reply from a glowing profile picture.

"Received it~ I went to bed early last night, so I didn't see Songzhi's message."

"I'm going to have a huge feast when I get back!"

Jun Matsue blinked, confirming that he hadn't misread the girl's reply time—6:30 in the morning.

"You're up so early today? Aren't you supposed to be resting?"

Yosei Kurusu replied very quickly this time; it seems she really got up.

"Songzhi gets up very early too, so if I get up early, I can go home earlier!"

"I'm already downstairs at the apartment building!"

"Really...?" He then noticed that the girl's reply had said "I'll go back later."

The boy stretched, not exactly comfortably. He threw off the covers, grabbed a short-sleeved shirt and pants from the closet, and put them on.

As Jun Matsue opened the bedroom door, he walked towards the entrance hall. He could already hear the light footsteps coming from outside the security door.

The sound of turning the handle and inserting the key into the lock rang out simultaneously. The heavy, cold metal door was pushed open by the two of them, and the girl's bright and cheerful eyes appeared before him.

"Good morning, Matsushige~" Kurusu Yosei took off her hat and mask, waved with a smile, and the bag she was carrying swayed along with it.

"I brought you breakfast!"

Before the boy could even say "Good morning," the girl's smile vanished, and she opened her mouth in surprise.

"Why do the pine branches look so tired?!"

She leaned forward, swaying left and right, observing the boy's expression from all angles.

"Did you stay up late studying last night? Is your academic workload really that heavy?"

"The reason is a bit complicated..." Jun Matsueda's smile was tinged with helplessness. "Anyway, good morning."

"Welcome back."

(End of this chapter)