How rude, we are pure love!

"The moon doesn't actually shine. It appears beautiful by reflecting the sun's light. The real moon is just made up of cold rocks and dust."

"Being pedantic." Qingye smiled.

Then he asked, "Do you want to study abroad?"

"There's no particular reason to refuse." Yukinoshita's voice remained cold.

"But you don't want to go, right?" Qingye vaguely guessed what she was thinking.

"My mother is a very strict person. My sister and I have no choice but to obey her decision. Besides, I'm just a child now." Yukinoshita looked down at her hands.

"I think that as long as you express your thoughts clearly, your mother will definitely support you." Qingye muttered.

"But I don't particularly want to stay at home... Are you calling mother now?" The girl's voice was as clear as pond water.

"As long as you stay at home, you can always see the smiling faces of me and Sister Yang No."

"Is this hell? I've decided. I must go to England."

The two looked at each other, and Yukinoshita's lips seemed to rise slightly, but then she felt that it was a bit inconsistent with her image, so she quickly deliberately put on a stern face.

She looked up at the vast starry sky.

"I heard you're planning to submit your work for the Akutagawa Prize? Are you going to try the highest level of difficulty right from the start? Be careful if the gap between your ideal and reality is too big, or you'll be devastated."

If it were someone else, Yukinoshita would definitely use more subtle sarcasm, but she inexplicably trusted that Kiyono would achieve his goal, even though he was still far from being a writer of the level of Haruki Murakami.

"by that time……"

Qingye gave her a gentle smile and a bright voice.

"Please grab my hand again and pull me up."

This guy... Yukinoshita silently turned her head, picked up a small stone at her feet, and gently threw it into the water in the distance, splashing ripples.

"Is becoming a writer your ideal?" Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere of parting, she took the initiative to start a topic that she would not normally talk about.

"It shouldn't be... not really. This is just a goal I must achieve."

Qingye pondered, his words revealing a natural confidence.

"So what is your ideal?" said the cold girl under the night sky.

"To become Tokyo's most outstanding handsome boy, to face everything with integrity, to lend a hand unconditionally to those in trouble..."

Just like you were back then.

Qingye looked quietly into the distance. She turned her head to look at the boy's profile, as if she felt the deep meaning of the words, and her always sharp and cold eyebrows softened.

"But I'm not as strong as you think. You're just projecting some ideal onto me. In fact, as you saw today, I'm just a child who follows my mother's wishes."

Longing is the farthest distance.

Yukinoshita is actually just an ordinary high school girl, but her unique life experience has shaped her into a twisted and strong person.

Did he really force his fantasy on Yukinoshita?

Perhaps this is true for some of her emotions, but the noble and beautiful side that she herself has not noticed, the gentle side hidden under the coldness, are also the real her, just like the deep snow under the snow.

Sooner or later, I will tell her these words.

And now, he just threw the girl's previous question to her.

"So what is your ideal?"

Ideal?

A cool breeze blew on her face. Yukinoshita gently reached out to touch the hair that was close to her ear, and repeatedly read the word between her lips and teeth.

Ideals are like the reflection of the moon on the water, which will shatter into ripples of reality if you reach out your hand.

She has two goals in life.

The first one was what she once told Qingye, that she wanted to change this society and lend a helping hand to people in need.

But she knew it was impossible. She had poor social skills and wasn't good at communicating with others. She probably would give up on this goal after entering university and just go on to study, find a job, and get married...

The second one is more realistic. It is the vision extended from the name "Yukinoshita" and the desire that has always been wanted to be achieved.

I……

Could she really say this? Would she be laughed at for overestimating her abilities? After all, she was facing that perfect older sister, and her personality wasn't the right fit...

However, they were about to part ways, and if it was tonight, they should have said it out loud.

She looked straight at Qingye.

"I want to be the heir of the Yukinoshita family."

With a dong, a crisp sound came from the bamboo tube.

At that moment, she seemed to hear her own heartbeat, and even her mood became nervous. How would he respond? With his usual joke?

After a brief silence, the boy smiled.

That's the smile that makes the night shine.

"I will help you realize this dream."

What is destiny?

Yukinoshita pondered this question in a daze.

Destiny never forces you to take a certain path, but rather allows you to choose the direction it wants you to take through a series of guidance. Those beautiful things, painful tragedies, and unfulfilled desires, you think you have obtained everything, but in fact, these are the paths it has arranged from the beginning.

If this is how fate determines a person's life.

Then the words she heard tonight might be a kind of guidance.

*

Today is the day that Yukinoshita and her aunt go to England. It is dusk, and the orange-red light casts a lonely glow over the city.

Because they wouldn't be able to see each other for a long time, Yukinoshita experienced the treatment of a princess this weekend. Everyone in the family was kind to her, caring about her and treating her like a precious treasure.

Even her always sinister sister stopped teasing her and took her to the theme park where Mr. Pan was. But the only thing that made Xuexia dissatisfied was...

Why has that guy been so quiet these days! ?

In the black Toyota luxury car, the cold princess from the freezing ice land looked out the window at the scenery that was constantly receding, her slender eyebrows wrinkled together.

He knew she was about to leave, but instead of coming up to her, Qingye disappeared completely, staying in his room all day, wondering what he was secretly doing...

"Was what you said last time a lie?"

The smiling face under the moon appeared in her mind. Yukinoshita clicked her tongue lightly and felt a little angry. A cold and icy breath spread out, making the car windows seem to be frost-covered.

Even Qingye didn't come to see her off.

No... he did send it off. The Toyota Century had only been driven for a few minutes when Qingye seemed to have forgotten something important, so he hurriedly got out of the car and ran back.

Although I vaguely guessed the reason why he concealed it, my heart still felt ripples and a sense of emptiness and awkwardness.

She attributed this mood to the girl's body. After all, people are controlled by hormones. She is only a thirteen-year-old girl, and it is normal to have such emotions!

After a few seconds of silence, the girl exhaled softly.

Arrived at the airport.

The hall is bustling with people, countless passengers checking in here. If you listen carefully, you can hear languages ​​from all over the world.

Outside the glass curtain wall, the last cherry blossoms and sunset are falling.

Yang Noi followed her to go through the formalities and everything was quickly done. They said their final goodbyes in the waiting hall.

"Yukino, if you don't get used to staying there, you can come back anytime." Yukinoshita's mother looked at her gently.

A hint of wanting to keep her sister flashed across Yukinoshita Haruno's clear eyes, but she didn't say it out loud. Instead, she hugged her sister exaggeratedly, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

"I will always think of you, Yukino...ah, if you come back too late, maybe I, your elder sister, will eat you up completely?"

The last sentence was whispered in her ear.

Under the snow, there is no expression, and it looks like an exquisite doll, a doll that exudes a frosty aura.

The family was chatting about similar topics like other families in the airport, and as the sun set, there were less than two hours left for the plane to take off.

Why hasn't that guy come yet?

They seemed to be waiting for something, and their eyes subconsciously focused on what was in sight.

Time passed minute by minute, and Yukinoshita checked the passport compartment for the third time. The waiting hall gradually became empty. Although she knew that the man would definitely not be absent, she couldn't help feeling a little lost in her heart... Was she being played by him?

Suddenly, she heard loud footsteps.

My heart couldn't help but beat a little.

She turned her head and saw Qingye jogging towards her, carrying a huge cardboard box in his hand.

"Kiyano-kun, do you think of yourself as the protagonist of a hot-blooded manga? Always thinking of appearing at the last moment?"

When the boy stopped in front of her, Yukinoshita glared at Kiyono fiercely. She wanted to accuse this guy of deliberately using foul means, but when she opened her mouth, only subtle sarcasm remained.

"I can't help it. I wanted to give you a surprise, but I forgot something and almost went too far..."

Qingye exhaled twice, adjusted his breathing, and smiled at her.

When she noticed his gaze, Yukinoshita gently smoothed the restless ends of her hair.

"Yukinoshita-san's obsessive-compulsive disorder has remained the same for ten years."

Qingye complained that he always seemed to be like this. Whenever he was about to touch something too soft, he would involuntarily mix the grit of jokes into the conversation.

"Did you come here just to say this?" Yukinoshita looked at him coldly.

At this moment, Qingye opened the cardboard box and took out the things inside.

Yukinoshita Yukino was stunned.

It’s Mr. Pan.

It's the huge Mr. Pan!

Yukinoshita Yukino subconsciously took two steps forward and pinched its soft face with her fingers, and a blush appeared on its fair cheeks.

As a girl who knew Mr. Pan’s dolls very well, she saw the exquisiteness of this doll at a glance. It was definitely not comparable to those mass-produced Mr. Pan dolls on the market!

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that Qingye had been staying indoors for the past few days. Could it be that he had done all this himself...

The girl's eyes fell on Qingye's fingers, which were covered with Band-Aids and scars.

It seemed as if a soft spot in my heart was gently touched.

"It will always be with someone, please cherish it." Qingye held the soft arm of the panda doll, waved it up and down, his voice childish.

really...

Yukinoshita Yukino glared at him again, but this time her gaze was completely different, soft and sparkling with water.

"Yukino, it's almost time." Auntie reminded.

"See you next time." Qingye smiled and handed her the huge doll.

"Ah."

The cold girl took the teddy bear from Qingye and seemed to say something, but her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Qingye was confused and looked up at her.

In front of him, Yukinoshita's bright eyes were sparkling, and the corners of her mouth, which had always been cold and motionless, were slightly raised, revealing a heart-warming and suffocating smile.

How many times had he seen Yukinoshita smile? He couldn't quite remember. The only thing he was sure of was that she rarely smiled, but every smile of hers was etched deep in his heart, like a photo that would never fade.

How will they meet again in high school?

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ps: It’s almost the fourth chapter and the end of the month, so I’d like to give monthly tickets and Blade Meow to Saki who is becoming a god!