How rude, we are pure love!

"Look at what you said. At least you are pretty." Qingye said gently.

...I pinched it.

Qingye stood up, holding his waist, and took a breath.

The next second, the familiar scent of camellia surrounded him, and Yukinoshita Yukino gently hugged his waist, her voice muffled.

"...Thank you. I'll leave it to you."

She raised her slightly red eyelids.

Who can stand this.

"Well, leave it to me without worry!"

He touched Yukinoshita's head.

So, two people started working together.

Apart from socializing and exchanging benefits with others, Yukinoshita Yukino still takes care of everything else. In other words, all he needs to do... is drink?

It’s actually quite easy.

The value of the name 'Kiyono' now far exceeds that of the Yukinoshita family. Many truly large families want him to change his job and become a famous son-in-law - he is now the one who can make the rules.

After that, at the 'president's' drinking party, a piece of Mr. Wenhao came out, poured a pot of sake, and recited a line of seductive words. Orders came in one after another in the drunken and elegant atmosphere.

The company's revenue is increasing day by day.

Yukinoshita Yukino's mood became more and more awkward.

All sorts of complicated emotions began to swirl and turn in her chest.

——She must be happy.

After all, Qingye did this for her, how could she not be happy? She wanted to accompany him and reward him... Maybe what her mother said was right. After a hug, one would greedily think about more things, and the same is true for women.

She must feel guilty too.

She knew that Qingye had sacrificed his own time and energy to help her. Because of her own clumsiness, Qingye had to do this. He had shouldered many things that he shouldn't have shouldered for her, such as the darkness of human hearts and disgusting social interactions...

But... no matter whether this is escape or dependence, at least, this kind of life is actually very happy.

Yukinoshita was a little worried, but immersed in this sweet beauty.

Things took a turn in November this year.

It was late at night, Yukinoshita Yukino returned to the room and turned on the table lamp on the bedside table. The soft light dispelled the darkness.

She lay on the bed, not knowing what to do in this blank time. She just took out her cell phone and searched for someone's name.

The name Kiyono had long become a trend on major platforms. She had seen many reports, most of which were praises that praised him to the point of being a god. Some people had also dug up his drinking and affairs with the Yukinoshita family. She had also seen the dean of the Faculty of Letters at the University of Tokyo comment on this, which was a rare thing, after all, people of their status rarely made public statements.

The old senior's remarks were meant to be a rebuke, saying that instead of reviving the glory of literature, he was not doing his job properly - even if he wanted to go into politics, it would be most appropriate to start in Tokyo. There were other ways to repay a favor, and even his talent for painting was discussed by many people.

Did I delay him?

Yukinoshita Yukino stared at the screen of her mobile phone until it gradually went black. She sighed softly, put the phone next to her pillow, and stared at the ceiling in a trance.

Qingye is bathed in the bright and brilliant light, and he should have a broad and colorful future.

But because of him, he was trapped in the Yukinoshita family...

Guilt, discomfort, she couldn't explain what was going on in her mind, all sorts of thoughts swirling into a tangled mess. If she could be like her sister, Qingye would be able to do her own thing more easily, right? Wouldn't it be the same as letting her sister do this job?

She picked up the phone and wanted to call him, to hear his voice and what he was doing now...

She put down her phone and closed her eyes.

I inexplicably feel extremely tired tonight. My body feels like it's rusted, extremely heavy and stiff, because what supports a person's movements is not only the flesh, but also the fuel born from the heart.

She had to make a choice...

*

Recently, Yukinoshita Yukino could clearly feel that Kiyono's phone was ringing more frequently. In addition to publishing matters, work matters, and the work that should have belonged to her, he would come home later from time to time. Although he looked quite happy, she felt more and more empty inside, and even had a vague sense of guilt.

Is my persistence really meaningful?

Is it really arrogance to rely on others to maintain pride?

If you rely on others to help you achieve a goal that you cannot achieve, in order to satisfy your original behavior, is this deceiving yourself with false things?

However, at this point, she couldn't bring herself to ask Qingye to leave, because they had been together for so long, and the word "goodbye" was like a huge hole in her chest just thinking about it... He had said ten years at the beginning, so when the time came, what would he choose without the kindness he had shown her?

The more cruel the truth is, the more nostalgic the beauty is.

Come on—this was the only meaningless and superficial thing she could say to Qingye.

If it were an ordinary girl - even Yukinoshita Haruno, she would have a good way to deal with this situation, but Yukinoshita Yukino would only feel secretly guilty, which would bring a huge psychological burden to herself. Moreover, because of her awkward personality, she would bury this emotion in her heart, making herself depressed and uncomfortable, and torturing herself.

Snowing.

night.

When Qingye pushed the door open and returned home, the lights in the living room were not on.

Standing at the entrance and looking over, with the help of the light coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, even though it was pitch black all around, one could still see Yukinoshita Yukino sitting on the sofa, sipping black tea absentmindedly.

She did nothing but quietly looked out the window at the lights and falling snowflakes. The brilliant neon lights illuminated her beautiful face.

She seemed to hear footsteps and glanced over here. At this time, Qingye vaguely saw her expression. Her fair face was paler than usual, and it looked strangely crystal clear in the dark. Her pale blue pupils were extremely cold and clear, like a beautiful ice sculpture that would collapse at any time.

Qingye frowned. He rarely saw Yukinoshita Yukino like this, Yukinoshita who was as fragile as an ice crystal.

"Um, Ms. Yukino?"

"Dinner is ready, just heat it up and you can eat it."

Yukinoshita interrupted him, drank the last sip of black tea, and gently placed the teacup on the table with a crisp sound. Then, she stood up, walked to his side, and changed her shoes.

The two met eyes.

Maybe it was an illusion, but the look in Yukinoshita's eyes as she stared at him in the darkness was so gentle that it was sad.

The fragile smile that looked like she would cry at any second shook his heart.

"I'm sorry, I've been deceiving myself, stalling for time, relying on your gentleness. The real me is too weak. If I don't change, it will continue like this..."

There was an illusory voice ringing in my ears, as if it were an illusion.

Qingye subconsciously reached out his hand, but did not grab her hand.

The door clicked shut.

After that, he was never able to have a good conversation with Yukinoshita Yukino again.

*

26 is old.

12 month 24 day.

At the junction of late winter and New Year, the streets seem like an enchanted fairy tale world.

On top of the giant Christmas tree in the center of the square, crystal stars shine quietly in the cold wind. Staff wearing deer antler hats walk through the crowd, extending warm smiles to passers-by. Street performers play Christmas Eve melodies, and the melodious accordion sounds drift into the snowy night sky.

White snow covered the eaves, lovers were holding hands, and there were a few unmelted snowflakes on the girl's plush scarf. The boy clumsily brushed them off for her, in return for a happy smile.

On this night, lonely people will feel a little warmth, and happy people will hug each other tighter.

Kiyono, who had just returned from a business trip in Tokyo, was walking on the street. When he saw the beautifully wrapped gifts in the window, he would think of Yukinoshita Yukino. When he saw a coffee shop, he would also think of Yukinoshita Yukino... He knew that Yukinoshita had been deliberately avoiding him recently, and he could guess the reason.

In a way, he is the person who knows Yukinoshita Yukino best in the world.

In her eyes, I sacrificed a lot for her, such as time and dirty social interactions, so she blamed herself and couldn't extricate herself, but that was only in her opinion.

Qingye exhaled a puff of white mist.

Indeed, if a son-in-law had no status, doing such things might indeed make him extremely tired and painful, but he was the one being toasted by others, not the one toasting others. He also already had extraordinary resources and connections, so to be honest, it was really easy for him, and he could simply not do things he didn't want to do.

It was true that some energy was wasted, but life was so long, how hard was it to devote one's whole life to one thing? He also had times when he wanted to be lazy and relax.

But Yukinoshita Yukino didn't understand. She felt that she owed herself something and tortured herself.

The reason why he didn't go to talk to Yukinoshita was because he was also hesitant and hesitant.

Both Yukinoshita Haruno and her mother hope that Yukino can move forward independently without relying on others.

Yukino is indeed dependent on him.

Is this an opportunity for her to try being alone? I have this thought myself and keep thinking about it.

However, the weak Yukinoshita Yukino that he saw at that time still remains in his mind.

——This can’t go on.

He made up his mind.

Qingye took a deep breath, loosened his scarf, and stopped.

In front of us, colorful lights flowed like a river of stars, wrapped around every Christmas tree. Church bells rang in the distance, and the white mist exhaled disappeared in an instant.

He raised his head and looked at the glittering lights, and all the little moments of his past interactions with Yukinoshita Yukino came to his mind one after another.

The longing I felt when I first encountered her.

There is a unique tenderness mixed with venom on the Internet.

And then saved him again.

The delicious taste of porridge when you are hungry.

The two parted before going abroad.

My temper after returning to China and Mr. Pan.

A gift given on a birthday.

She admires her sister.

She is worried about her sister.

She decided to go to the same university with her.

She strives to be better.

Worried about dragging her down.

Beautiful, just, gentle, aloof, cold, stern, cute, cowardly, flawless, arrogant, fragile, inferior... just like the snow that will not change its posture no matter what happens.

Her shadow is everywhere in his life.

Amidst the brilliant lights, a dazzling black flashed before my eyes.

"—?"

As if it was destined, he saw the familiar figure in the crowd at a glance.

His steps moved on his own.

He ran over, pushing through the crowd. In his eyes, the faces of the passers-by around him were unclear, only that figure was so clear.

But there were too many people out for fun during Christmas, and the surroundings were too crowded, so he always kept a distance from Yukinoshita Yukino.

Is she...wanting to leave by tram?

Following her to the station, Qingye was a little anxious. She always seemed to be like this. Once she was put on the same scale as others, she would give up on herself.

He saw Yukinoshita Yukino's figure disappear in the crowded tram, as if she had disappeared from this world.

Suddenly, he felt a needle-like pain deep in his heart, and at that moment, he suddenly understood.

Ah, these are totally insignificant things.

Dependence, independence, and sacrifice—none of these matters. In this world, who can guarantee that they can survive on their own? Aren't we all interdependent and need each other?

Why force yourself to do something you can't do? Does a bird flying in the sky have to fly into the sea?

What he wanted to see was Yukinoshita's gentle smile.

What he admired was Yukinoshita, the righteous woman who wanted to change the world.

He longed for—

——Is to live with her.

That's right.