I am the emotional sustenance of your deceased

"That's the problem, Lena," Chitose let go of Lena and took a step back, "Even though you had other dishes in mind, you still ordered the food recommended by others."

The moment Chitose Noshiro let go, a feeling of fear suddenly hit her. Kaname Rakuna subconsciously wanted to reach out and hold on to her, trying to grasp the hard-earned warmth, but Chitose refused.

Noshiro Chitose shook her head and continued to raise the level of anticipation for the topic.

As expected, the girl who would automatically take the bait was led by her.

Just like Shoko Toyokawa.

“If a dish doesn’t taste as expected and someone else’s dish looks delicious, will you regret it?”

"Do you feel like if she hadn't recommended this dish, you wouldn't have ordered it? But if you order the dish you originally wanted to eat, even if it doesn't taste great, it will just make people think, 'After all, I ordered it myself, so what?'"

"……I."

"Even a small decision like this can lead to regret when influenced by others."

"So when I ask you something that seems a bit excessive, you should learn to think for yourself."

Even such a shallow stream can still be an important decision in life.

It was not sunset yet, and the sunlight still gently enveloped the two of them.

Noshiro Chitose stretched out her hand straight, making an invitation gesture towards Kaname Rakuna:

"Lena, do you really want to be my friend? Do you really want to tell me everything? Are you really willing to... let me push you into this?"

Are you really willing to entangle your life with mine?

"!"

Accepting Chitose Noshiro's invitation was essentially agreeing to sell one's soul to the devil Mephistopheles.

It was clearly a multiple-choice question with a yes or no option, and I clearly had 100% of the choice, but—

Lenai had to swallow her saliva carefully, because only she knew that she had no choice from the beginning.

"Yes, I do... Please, Chitose... Sister, I really want to be friends with you."

"Really? Then why are you still reluctant to hold my hand?"

"Okay, I'll hold you."

Standing on two adjacent large rocks, Kaname Rakuna and Noshiro Chitose interlocked their hands and looked at each other.

Noshiro Chitose's half-smile captivated Kaname Rakuna, and then she spoke words that were like chains:

"Lena, please let me push you down gently."

"You won't get hurt, will you? Will you trust me?"

"it is good."

Chitose bent his arms and with just a little force, he made Rana fall to the side.

As he fell, Lenai's mind was filled with countless past events.

From the first meeting with Chitose Noshiro to seeing Chitose Noshiro in the dream, from Chitose's death in the dream to the deaths of Chitose one after another.

It seemed that the god of death had taken pity on this unfortunate name. Even until just now, Kaname Rakuna was still in a panic of losing Noshiro Chitose.

【But surprisingly, the descent was very safe.】

Even with my eyes closed, I could still see the blood-red setting sun. Falling was a physically uncomfortable process, but for Le Nai, I felt at ease.

This was the fall she chose, this was the Noshiro Chitose she chose.

She trusted Noshiro Chitose so much, with such sincerity...

Because of this, no matter what she heard from those two lips that were so tempting that it made her soul restless...Yanagi would feel at ease.

There was a splashing sound, which was the howling of the waves when he fell into the water.

Falling into the water was not uncomfortable at all, because it was not very deep, so Lenai could even feel that he could touch the pebbles below with his hands.

Yao Lenai opened her eyes in the transparent orange-red water, and on the surface of the water was her beloved girl.

"Xiao Sui..."

Without any struggle, Lenai saw Chitose taking off her shoes.

The other party also went into the water, even, even...

[He even extended his hand towards me.]

Ah, Chitose.

Please push me into the abyss called Thousand Years.

【This is all my own free will.】

Ask Lenai to raise her hands and welcome her own alternative salvation.

You are my peace of mind. Whenever I am distressed and sad, I just want to be with you regardless of everything.

Is this the end of my escape? Can I...be in your arms again?

"Hooah——"

After being pulled out of the water, Rakuna could see the blush in Chitose's eyes was very clear under the water.

It seems even more so now.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

Chitose blinked as he wiped away the mixed drops of tears and stream water from the corners of Lenai's eyes.

If you encounter something that is difficult to resolve or explain, just go out and have some fun with the other person.

"better."

He fell into the water and became a drowned rat, with his wet bangs blocking his vision.

The suppressed emotions accumulated in her heart melted away like water, and she closed her eyes and dared not look directly at the person in front of her.

Chitose Noshiro is a bad person.

This is obvious.

Whether it is Chitose Noshiro in the dream or Chitose Noshiro in reality, they are both bad guys.

But she just had a damn charm that hooked her and forced Lenai to continue following Chitose.

Her life was ruined by Qiansui.

"age…"

"Ok?"

"My summer is over."

Ch429. Our summer has just begun

"My summer is over."

Exhausted physically and mentally, yet with a sense of redemption, sadness and joy intertwined on the tip of the tongue, finally condensing into such a sentence.

In Japanese, "Summer is over" actually has a subtle implication, just like "The moon is so beautiful tonight."

It represents that one day you will suddenly feel the coolness brought by the wind from the river bank, it represents that you will no longer see the scorching heat blowing on your face, it also represents that the feelings of love will end in vain, and the hand that was not held will eventually leave a lifelong regret.

Summer is over, and those unsent envelopes that were imprisoned in dreams will never be opened by the people who hope to see them.

Youth ended hastily and closed the door.

Lenai's summer was over. She woke up from a long nap, dressed, washed and prepared to go to school. She searched for a long time but couldn't find her textbooks and backpack.

[Ah… So, you graduated.]

Embraced by Chitose once again, Kaname Rakuna doesn't care what Noshiro Chitose wants to do to her.

As long as it's Qiansui, it's fine.

It doesn't matter. The wind will blow away the thousands of letters she has written, and it will also dilute her thoughts and leave her neither sad nor happy.

Being able to see you again is a blessing from heaven. Why pursue so much, why worry about so many things...

"I think I've calmed down now. I can express my feelings to you."

"So, what do you want to tell me?"

"I want to say that I'm really nice to meet you," Le Na moved Chitose Noshiro's hand to her chest. Her school uniform was wet but it could not hide her burning heart.

"Did you hear that? The heartbeat at this moment belongs to you. I don't speak beautiful words, and no one has ever said those touching words to me... I may not be very good at expressing myself, and I have never expressed this kind of emotion to anyone..."

With her eyes lowered, Kaname sobbed and could no longer distinguish whether the tears or river water were rolling down her chin.

"Nice to meet you, even if... it doesn't matter anymore, I'm glad to meet you, and I'm glad for everything you've done for me!"

At this point, it doesn’t matter whether Chitose Noshiro in front of me can understand what I’m saying or not.

She wanted to say it to Le Naihao because she wanted to say it. Those words that she had hidden for so many years and had no one to confide in were finally revealed by her today!

"I'm sorry... I couldn't do better. I'm sorry... I couldn't take you to see such a beautiful scenery..."

It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, it doesn’t matter if you are not them…

[After all, you told me that I have to make all the choices myself...]

「Well then… since you’ve come to me on your own initiative, be prepared to accept all my feelings… Noshiro Chitose! 」

"But! You know what!" After letting go of Chitose Noshiro's hand, Kaname Rakuna felt that she was kidnapped by her emotions and even found it difficult to breathe.

"But I did it, I really did it... I love playing guitar so much, it's okay even if you don't understand... I successfully spread the music..."

Who do you think is standing in front of you?

Do you think I just want Lenai?

I am the Kaname Rana who died at the age of six, I am the Kaname Rana who remained at the age of fourteen, and I am also... the Kaname Rana who was reborn at the age of twenty-two, yet is forced to move forward by the harsh reality...

I am your child, I am your partner and your lover, and I am also... your mother.

"I succeeded—I succeeded! I'm not crazy and I'm not just daydreaming..."

My success leaves no trace in this world, and no one can possibly understand it.

But I have achieved an achievement that does not exist, which is... I have lived my life alone and realized everyone's dream alone.

"I...I, I...I stood at the top...I really, really stood there..."

The outburst of emotions made Lenai a little drowsy, and after she had expressed most of the words she wanted to say in her heart, she was unable to hold on.

Kaname Rakuna fell into Noshiro Chitose's arms. She fell in the last moment before the sunset faded, under the combined attention of the fiery clouds and the setting sun.

"Woo..."

"Thank you for your hard work. You've worked so hard all along the way. You've been very successful, Lenai. I'm happy for you."

[No, you won’t understand me.]

Curled up in Noshiro Chitose's arms, Kaname Rakuna shook her head sadly.

You are not her, nor are you any of them. You are a new beginning. You are... You are...

You are the lonely Chitose Noshiro who cannot understand me, and you are the Chitose Noshiro who symbolizes my new destiny.

Who are you…

"Thank you, old man, thank you for wanting to comfort me."

However, Kaname soon completely let it go.

You are not them, and you don’t need to be them.

It doesn't matter anymore.

It doesn't matter who you are.

"Thank you for listening. I lost my composure."

I lost my composure, but I also got over it again at the age of twenty-two.

thank you.

Thank you very much.