How rude, we are pure love!

112. Elopement [Two in One]

Yukinoshita Haruno rushed out of the house, walking in a daze.

Her mind was in a mess. She didn't know where to go or what to do. The only thing she was sure of was to stay away from here. She just wanted to be alone.

Walking, walking, and walking non-stop.

The snowflakes falling from the sky dyed her hair pure white, but she didn't care about the white snow on her hair, letting the crystal clear new snow fall on her body, melting, becoming wet, and freezing her body.

Fortunately, she still had her cell phone and wallet with her, so she was not left stranded.

She walked to the station, the densely packed route map like her thoughts. She suddenly remembered an introduction she had read in a magazine before, saying that there was an ancient church in the next town, so she bought a one-way ticket.

The town was very close, less than two stops away. Yukinoshita Haruno's body swayed slightly with the train. She looked at her reflection in the window and felt like she was looking at another stranger.

The church is very close and you can find out the location by just asking an old lady. Yukinoshita Haruno pushed open the door. There are no nuns or priests in the church here. It is just an ordinary church in the countryside. All the people coming and going are kind old people. They regard this place as a place to chat and provide free food to people in need.

This place is old and warm, the pulpit is mottled, the faded portraits of saints are holding lilies and grapes, the patterns of the stained glass windows gleam faintly in the snow, and the firewood in the fireplace crackles and explodes with sparks.

As time went on, the elderly people left one after another. The last old lady to leave looked at Yukinoshita Haruno who was in a daze. She didn't ask any questions, but took out the key chain, put it in her hand, and gently reminded her to be safe.

The church became empty, and she was the only one left.

Yukinoshita Haruno is not worried about her own safety. Her Aikido training is second only to her mother, and she also carries self-defense items with her.

The sky gradually darkened, the snow was still falling, and the strong wind made the door panels rattle, and the sound of the wind sounded like faint crying.

Yukinoshita Haruno hugged her legs and rested her chin on her knees. A cold breeze blew, she shivered and slowly curled up.

She thought she would curse everything when she came to the church, but to her surprise, she was just looking back at her past and family.

What kind of existence is a younger sister to Yukinoshita Haruno?

It was incredible. She thought she had forgotten those things a long time ago, but the moment this thought came to her mind, all kinds of images emerged in her mind, and even her mood was so vivid.

She clearly remembered that the day Yukino was born was January 3rd. It was snowing heavily that day, so her mother named her Yukino.

To be honest, she didn't care at all about her sister's birth at first, and even felt disgusted instinctively. After all, you can't expect a three-year-old child to understand what a sister represents. It's just that her parents were very happy, so she laughed too.

Even after living with her sister, her mood did not change, because her sister looked so delicate that she would be hurt if touched. Rather than 'loving', her mood was more like 'being cautious not to make mistakes', and she tried not to contact her.

Moreover, Yukino has been a quiet person since she was a child and would not take the initiative to look for her, so the two sisters grew up with this cold relationship.

I finally realized that Yukino was my sister when I was in the third grade of elementary school.

It was a typical day during the summer vacation. She had just finished her homework and was about to take a break when she saw Yukino standing behind her. Her long black hair hung on her cheeks like drooping rabbit ears. She said timidly, "Sister, I can't get the picture book."

Was this supposed to be a request for help? Even the request was so awkward. It seemed her sister had some personality issues. The clever girl had vaguely sensed something.

But how should I put it, facing Yukino's first request, her first thought was "I want to help her", this feeling seemed to be engraved in her genes.

She picked up the ladder and helped Yukino take the fairy tale picture book off the bookshelf. Seeing Yukino holding the book with a smile in her eyes, her mood also brightened up. But the younger sister didn't even say thank you for her sister's help. There was really something wrong with her character - before she had time to think about it, Yukino handed her a candy, looked up at her, and stammered as if she wanted to say thank you.

At that moment, she deeply understood that she was this guy's sister and they would grow up together. After that, their relationship gradually improved.

Then, here we are.

These images flashed in my mind like a movie playing on an old TV.

There is no doubt that Yukinoshita Haruno deeply loves her sister - because her sister is so fragile, cute and beautiful. Yukino is like a touchable shadow, with her regrets and her persistence. Looking at Yukino is like looking at another possibility of herself. She will often think about her with concern, as if by telepathy, without even needing a reason.

But at the same time, Yukinoshita Haruno is also jealous of her sister - because her sister has everything she wants, freedom, pampering, and ease, but also takes away everything from her, her family affection, her goals, and her feelings.

She was jealous but couldn't help getting close to him, she yearned for him but couldn't get him. These completely opposite thoughts kept intertwining in her mind, making her mentality distorted.

Why do people have the feeling of jealousy?

Yukinoshita Haruno hates herself like this.

If only the sun didn't rise, the night would cover the earth, and the snow would never melt.

If she could just sleep like this forever, she could hide her ugliness and selfishness in her dreams.

However, she also hoped that someone would accept this Yukinoshita Haruno.

Qing Ye......

Clear field.

I couldn't help thinking about him and was attracted to him, just like a missing piece in my heart longing to fill the void.

At this moment, the wind, snow and the slamming of the door suddenly stopped. Someone closed the door and the sound of footsteps began to sound. The moment she heard the footsteps, Yukinoshita Haruno's body relaxed.

"Ms. Yang Nai, you deliberately hid here, are you testing the tacit understanding between us?

The footsteps stopped, and a familiar voice echoed in the small church.

Yukinoshita Haruno turned her head, and the moonlight reflected from the stained glass windows shone down, illuminating a handsome face, but when she saw the boy's appearance clearly, she was suddenly stunned.

At this time, Qingye was covered in snow, with tiny ice crystals on the ends of his hair, his eyelashes soaked by the melted snow, and even the white breath he exhaled was trembling slightly, but he stood there, smiling at her like a fool.

Her heart was gripped hard, and she bit her lip, then she realized what Qingye had done for her.

According to her style, she should have said something teasing, but she just stood up subconsciously and walked towards Qingye.

"Hehe, are you moved by me? I didn't do anything. I just ran to four churches nearby and got caught in the snow for five hours..."

After taking a breath, Qingye was still joking there, but the next moment, his voice stopped abruptly.

Yukinoshita Haruno hugged him.

--warmth.

It was like a warm breeze blowing through an icy canyon, turning the snow and wind into a continuous spring rain.

"Idiot, I'm not such an easy woman to deal with." Her voice was so soft that it didn't sound like her own.

Qingye thought to himself, "Don't be so stubborn. Those soft and beautiful things are all there..." He didn't dare to say this out loud. His arms stiffened for a moment, but he still hugged her.

After a long hug, Yukinoshita Haruno let go of him, and said with a look of disgust that her clothes were wet and dirty, but she still gently helped him brush off the snow on his body bit by bit.

The two of them sat side by side on the ground. The Virgin Mary in the stained glass lowered her eyes gently at them, and the moonlight cast spots of light on the ground.

"Do you want to commit suicide with me?" Yukinoshita Haruno said this again, but unlike the last time when she was excited and loud, this time she seemed very calm.

"It's not the right time yet." Qingye gave the same answer.

Yukinoshita Haruno turned her head and looked at the boy's profile. If she just stretched out her hand, she could touch him.

If it was this person—

In this secret world of only two people, she hopes there will be nothing to hide.

Reveal the face beneath the mask, release the impulses restrained by reason, and express the loneliness in daily life.

She hopes to show each other's feelings and pour out all the deep emotions.

Yukinoshita Haruno stretched out her hand, and their hands naturally held together.

"Do you know what I did today? I yelled at my mother and smashed a teacup. I wanted to just hold it in but I couldn't."

She smiled, but her smile seemed a little helpless.

"I guessed it when you ran here."

Qingye also smiled and took over the conversation. This was exactly the result he hoped for. Even if they hurt each other and quarreled, it was better than suppressing it all the time. If a person suppressed himself to the limit, the end result would often be self-destruction.

Rather, it could be said that this quarrel was also fueled by his previous instigation.

"What should Yukino do now? I exposed such an embarrassing side of myself in front of her. The girl she likes, Yukinoshita Haruno, must be dead. Moreover, after such a quarrel, she must be in a difficult situation now..."

Yukinoshita Haruno sighed deeply - this was the first time she mentioned herself and Yukino to Kiyono.

"She must prefer a sister like this." Qingye said affirmatively.

"What should I do next..."

Yukinoshita Haruno said whatever she thought, with an expression that was uneasy, irritable, bright and relaxed - she seemed to have gained the freedom she had imagined, not bound by her family, and could do whatever she wanted. But when she left the identity of Yukinoshita, she was left with only confusion in her heart.

She felt like a piece of paper, which would be blown away by the wind and run wherever it went.

If Qingye was not here, she would definitely imprison herself and spend her time in a daze. However, as long as she thought of him by her side, the ice in her heart would quietly crack, and some warm liquid would seep out of the tiny cracks, reminding her of the melting streams in spring and the flowers swaying in the morning light, and the world would become brighter.

"Just do what you want to do. I'll always be with you. For example, if you want to eat ramen at a certain restaurant, we'll go there. If you want to play in a band, we'll perform on the streets in a busy place. We can also watch the snow and flowers, cats, and the stars. There are many delicious, fun, and beautiful things in this world. You can eat whatever you want, laugh whenever you want, and cry whenever you want."

Qingye clenched his hands tightly, and the warmth from his palms was extremely warm.

Ah, Yukinoshita Haruno suddenly had an inexplicable feeling. Maybe she came to the church not to curse, but to pray - praying that she could also meet her own prince charming.

She narrowed her eyes gently. "This world sounds so grand. Anyway, how about we go to a small town in the south, buy a yard, grow vegetables in the fields, and then have a daughter and raise her?"

"Isn't your goal very clear? And the plot is moving too fast!"

Qingye shook off her hand and stood up.

"Would you like to be with someone as troublesome as me?"

Yukinoshita Haruno looked up at Kiyono and said ambiguously, her pupils unconsciously filled with curiosity.

She found that she had not yet been overwhelmed.

She clearly hated such things, and clearly wanted to forget her past self and immerse herself in the tenderness of the night, but those thoughts came up instinctively. She would doubt, deny, judge the truth, and refuse to believe... She was afraid that the reason why Kiyono was so good to her was just because he owed a favor to the Yukinoshita family.

Even the relationship between her and Qingye at this moment, can't get rid of the external hypocrisy?

She was not only questioning Qingye, but also questioning her own heart.

Can't control it at all.

She pricked her palm with her nails in annoyance.

Qingye looked at her from top to bottom, as if he could see through her heart.

To be honest, Yukinoshita Haruno is indeed a troublesome woman. She has her own unique set of ideas, likes to restrain herself, likes to analyze...

But he just smiled: "Whether it's the troublesome Yukinoshita Haruno, the Yukinoshita Haruno who is always used to being rational and pretending, or the Yukinoshita Haruno who is jealous of her sister, no matter how troublesome or dirty they are, I will accept them from the bottom of my heart."

"Besides having children, whether it's eloping or traveling, I will be with you until the end."

Yukinoshita Haruno's expression was extremely soft for a moment, and then she lowered her head slightly to suppress her emotions. Then, when she looked up again, she smiled like a bouquet of flowers and gently extended her hand to him.

"Then... take me and elope."

"Ah."

Qingye held her hand tightly, his eyes gentle, like a big lake filled with sunshine.

—This must be a night that only comes once in a lifetime.

For the first time in her life, she quarreled with her family, revealing her ugly jealous side. Then she ran away from home, hid in the place closest to God, and ran away with the boy she liked as if eloping, embarking on a journey aimlessly.

She wanted to be serious, careful, and gentle, and remember this moment.

As the two stepped into the snow, Yukinoshita Haruno looked back for the last time. The Virgin Mary's eyes gleamed in the darkness, as if blessing this absurd elopement.

The moonlight illuminated the snow as if it were daytime, and their footprints meandered into the distance.

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ps: Anemia.

113. Journey, Kiss [5K2]

The people you want to see are hidden in your heart, and the places you want to go are also hidden in your heart.

After all, the world is full of troubles, and the lonely city thousands of miles away is hard to forget and visit.

Yukinoshita Haruno has always been suppressing herself. Even if you asked her about her destination, she would just tentatively say that she wanted to see the snow. So they decided to go to Hokkaido, just like a runaway female knight who said she wanted to see the snow in the northern border, while the silent swordsman had already quietly packed his bags and led his horse.

As for why Hokkaido?

She wasn't sure in her heart, maybe it was because she could see beautiful and dreamy snow scenery there, maybe it was remote and far away enough that the shadow of her family could no longer reach it, maybe it was the filming location of "Love Letter"... She just went there when she thought of it. Anyway, there was a fool by her side who would accompany her, no matter why or when she would return.

They first took the tram to Tokyo, then bought a camera and embarked on a journey to Hokkaido. This northernmost region was extremely far away from them. Most people would choose the Shinkansen and airplanes, but Yukinoshita Haruno bought a ticket for an old train, which took a full twelve hours, because this slow train had rare beautiful scenery along the way.

There were many college students and young couples in the car, their faces pressed close to each other, or two of them covered with a large blanket.

Although Yukinoshita Haruno was determined not to hide it anymore, she was not as excited as imagined. She seemed very quiet most of the time, staring out the window in a daze. There was calmness and change flowing in her eyes, as if they would disappear at the touch of a finger. When Kiyono looked over, she would smile and take care of him like a sister.

The train leaves Tokyo.

Yukinoshita Haruno leaned her head on his shoulder, the scent of lavender made her feel itchy. Outside the window, the white snow covered the mountains and paddy fields, and then switched from the snowfield to the sea. Do they now look like a couple on a long journey?

With clang, clang, the train carried the two people away into the distance.

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