I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

The girl clutched the collar on her chest tightly, and her breathing suddenly became heavy, as if she was lacking oxygen.

It was as if he was trapped in a swamp of malice, his mouth and nose were blocked so he couldn't breathe.

Before leaving, my sisters always said that the world is so beautiful and the people are so gentle.

But why is this kind of beauty so out of reach for myself and other adopted children?

Whenever he closes his eyes, his adoptive father's beastly behavior haunts him like a nightmare.

The body seems to be an empty shell, being vented as an object, and the soul is just temporarily lodged in it.

That's it.

It would be nice if I could go back and have a look...

The girl's hand slowly loosened her grip on the railing, but a clear voice sounded.

"The wind is very cold at night. You will catch a cold if you sit here."

Wuma Xingjin squeezed through the crowd and looked at the girl.

The person who was pushed down cursed and stood up, with a sharp tone: "Why do you care about such a dying person?"

"Do you think you are the savior? Do you want to save everyone?"

"Shut up!" Wuma Xingjin grabbed the man's collar and said word by word:

"Don't make me say it a second time."

After that, he threw the man away.

The eyes of the people around him were twitching. They picked up an adult man with one hand and threw it away like a rag?

Is this something humans can do?

The man rolled around on the ground several times and hit a cliff, his nose bruised and his face swollen.

He was about to scold Wuma Xingjin, but was so frightened by the latter's cold eyes that he could not speak and ran away in despair.

This look... He had no doubt that this young man could keep him in despair for the rest of his life.

The girl seemed surprised by Wuma Xingjin's exaggerated power and looked at him blankly.

"My name is Wuma Xingjin, what is your name?"

Wuma Xingjin approached her calmly, stretched out his right hand and asked the girl's name, as naturally as a man and a woman meeting each other for the first time on the street introducing each other.

As long as he holds her hand, Wu Ma Xingjin will immediately pull the girl off the railing.

Or if you get closer, you can do it before the girl reacts with your own speed.

The girl hesitated for a moment, did not hold his hand, and pulled down her skirt a little to cover the bruises on her thighs.

She didn't want the people she admired to see her embarrassed side.

"My name is Natsuko Kondo."

“I’m also watching the Tokyo Autumn Art Festival.”

"Are you really that Wuma Xingjin? Your performance was amazing during the audition."

Natsuko Kondo’s vocal cords seemed injured, like a lark that had lost its singing voice.

Whispers, crowds of onlookers, a girl isolated from the whole world, and the sound of rushing water.

A similar scene happened again, but this time the protagonist was no longer Matsuo.

It felt like something was being ripped out of my heart, and then displayed openly and laughed at.

The scene in front of him gradually blurred, his lips opened and closed and he could not speak. Wuma Xingjin felt his body trembling, and a cold feeling began to spread from the soles of his feet.

Fear, yes, he was fearful.

Fear of the cowardly self.

The self who held Matsuo and watched her gradually drift away from his arms, helpless.

Wuma Xingjin took off his mask and smiled, as warm as the spring breeze:

"it's me."

Natsuko Kondo also laughed, but her smile looked relieved.

"I like your piano very much. It has the power to penetrate the soul."

"Unlucky things always happen to me, whether it's at home or at school, but I'm lucky tonight."

It turned out to be a fan, so it was easy to handle. Wu Ma Xingjin breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as he can communicate, he has full confidence.

However, everything always backfires.

The moment he revealed his identity, a passerby took out his cell phone to take photos in surprise:

"He said he was the Wuma Xingjin? If you look closely, it really looks like him."

"You were talking and laughing with this girl. Could it be that you know her?"

"If this picture were added with [the girlfriend of a star-level art award contestant committed suicide because of her cheating], it would definitely become popular on the Internet immediately."

"Hey, hey, are you serious? It's too exaggerated anyway."

"The media and the public don't care about the truth, they just want to participate in the online carnival."

Anxiety was flowing in his chest, and Wuma Xingjin wanted to pull out the tongues of these people.

His tongue is like a poisonous sword, what kind of indifferent person would say such a thing.

It must be painful for you to live in such a world.

Death is a kind of relief and a destination for you. I understand it, because Matsuo is the same way.

But I am such a selfish person, so I will stop it.

The words vomited by the human-like shadows standing in the forest became the last straw for Natsuko Kondo.

"It seems my luck has ended here."

"I'm sorry for involving you."

"Thank you."

The girl's voice disappeared in the wind, leaving only the screams of the crowd on the bridge.

Chapter 139 Christmas is more than just a date

Some people they are like fish washed up on the beach.

Life is like the scorching sun to them.

Death is nothing but returning to the embrace of the ocean.

This is liberation and destiny.

There are too many things that cannot be understood, whether it is human nature or oneself. After truly understanding it, death is not so scary.

This may be one of the reasons why great artists and writers committed suicide.

This is not nihilism, nor is it pessimism. It is just understanding things that should not be understood.

But there are also some people for whom the favor of fate never appears, but they just happen to be teased by fate.

Natsuko Kondo believes that she is such a person. The funny thing is that she once thought that she was also a 'lucky person' who could live an ordinary life.

When the man who adopted her appeared three years ago, this thought would actually come to mind childishly.

It would have been better if I had chosen to stay in 'Nia'.

She occasionally thinks so, but she can't go back.

Even if Natsuko Kondo is given another chance to choose, she will still choose to leave.

Nia's situation is very bad, extremely overcrowded, lack of staff, everyone's food is getting worse and worse, as if they are a group of forgotten children.

If you are adopted, your share of resources will be distributed to everyone.

In her opinion, this is the best solution.

..............

If you get closer, you can obviously catch Natsuko Kondo!

The girl separated from the railing without warning, and even with Wu Ma Xingjin's superhuman reflexes, he couldn't pull her back in mid-air.

When something has the potential to go bad, it will.

At a height of tens of meters, even if there is water below, there is no guarantee that Kondo Natsuko will be fine.

I don't accept this kind of thing!

Wuma Xingjin jumped up and down without thinking, and the people next to him felt a strong wind blowing past them. The figure of the art prize contestant was nowhere to be seen.

It wasn't until the second sound of falling into the water was heard that I realized that the boy had also jumped.

The wind was howling in his ears and the river was dark at night. Wuma Xingjin used the faint light on the shore to see the splashing water and found the location where Kondo Natsuko fell into the water.

The falling speed was very fast, but it was enough for Wuma Xingjin to adjust his landing point in mid-air.

The force of the impact was like an oncoming truck hitting Wuma Xingjin, but this impact was nothing to him now. He split the water with both arms and struggled to slide towards Kondo Natsuko.

The unconscious Kondo Natsuko was floating on the water. Wuma Xingjin was thankful that she did not sink directly to the bottom of the water, otherwise she would not be able to be found under the water with such visibility.

There was no time to check Kondo Natsuko's condition. The ice became thicker as he got closer to the shore. Wuma Xingjin broke through the ice and swam ashore holding Kondo Natsuko.

Lying Natsuko Kondo down, raised her chin, pinched both sides of her nose, and continued artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

"Wuma Lord!"

A familiar voice came from the crowd on the shore. Arakawa Kotoyuki trotted all the way, looking worried.

Although he wanted to know why Qin Xue was here, Wuma Xingjin had no time to respond.

"Cough cough cough..."

After timely rescue, Natsuko Kondo woke up coughing.