I am the emotional sustenance of your deceased

Her hand slowly patted Xiangzi's back, and gradually, the other's brow, which was probably furrowed due to a nightmare, slowly relaxed.

"What a poor girl... But Xiaoxiang also did some bad things."

Chitose waited until Xiangzi's breathing calmed and his muscles were no longer tense before he prepared to get up and leave.

When Chitose was still unfamiliar with Toyokawa Shoko, she was once dissatisfied with her actions towards Deng and Sushi.

The trauma those girls suffered because of Toyokawa Shoko's actions! It took Chitose Noshiro a long time to heal it!

"Xiao Xiang, you're really going too far. I'll definitely give you a good beating when you wake up tomorrow morning."

She stood there muttering the last words, and just as Noshiro Chitose was about to leave, Toyokawa Shoko suddenly reached out and grabbed her ankle.

"Mom...don't...don't leave me..."

"Eh!"

Xiangzi, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly became anxious again. She was like a baby, and the sweat on her forehead never stopped flowing.

"Really? Where did this little baby come from?"

Qiansui sat back down again, but this time she carefully held Xiangzi in her arms.

"Be good, be good, don't cry, little baby."

Now, Chitose patted Toyokawa Shoko's shoulder and hummed a lullaby, and that was what happened.

Ch442. Cry again next time! I won’t comfort you!

"Mother…"

[Is it the same calling voice again?]

The girl in my arms is delicate. No matter how strong she is on normal days, she is as soft and tender as she is now.

She curled up into a ball, her head constantly scratching around, searching for something warm and soft.

"Mother…"

Once again, Chitose Noshiro heard Shoko Toyokawa call her mother three times in a short period of time.

"I'm here. Go to sleep, Xiao Xiangzi."

Noshiro Chitose adjusted her voice, trying to sound as solemn yet gentle as possible and spoke like this.

There was a gleam in her beautiful eyes, and the moonlight outside the house shone through the transparent glass window onto Chitose Noshiro's body, as if covering her with a mysterious veil.

A sixteen-year-old girl hugged another sixteen-year-old girl. In the simple room, only the sounds of each other's breathing and the sobbing of the sleeping person echoed and drifted, leaving a mark in Qiansui's heart.

"Xiaoxiang, be good, mom will always be with you."

Since the child has misunderstood, let her continue to misunderstand.

Shoko Toyokawa is also a child who lacks maternal love. Chitose Noshiro, who has been a mother many times in the past few decades, is well aware of the little girl's psychological motivations.

"Mother…"

A sleeping person should not be able to hear the noise of the outside world, but the warmth of the embrace can still be her salvation.

Xiangzi gradually calmed down, a few tears wandered in the corners of his eyes, and finally all fell on Qiansui's clothes.

"Thank you for your hard work. You must have gone through a lot of hardships since you graduated from junior high school."

Xiangzi usually talks about how strong she is, but when she is in her loneliest dreams, she can't help crying and becomes weak.

She's obviously just a little girl.

I didn’t have enough courage to face up to the mistakes I made. In fact, I always regretted breaking up with my friends, but I found that I had to do so.

[You regret it, but you have to carry on with your life. You idiot.]

"Why are you willing to run away from your father? Is it because you're not convinced?"

I curled up the ends of Toyokawa Shoko's hair with my fingers. Shoko was sleeping so painfully that it looked like she had a fever.

Was it pride? An impulsive decision? And then what? Toyokawa Shoko... what happened to you along the way?

"Tsk tsk, I'm a little curious. I really wish I could get a God's perspective to watch your life... although it would definitely be uncomfortable to watch."

Whether it's sadness for you or sadness for someone else in your life.

"Woo... huh... mom..."

Time passed slowly. Noshiro Chitose didn't know how long it had been, but she waited until the other person's frown was completely relaxed.

Soon, the little hand that had been tugging at Chitose's sleeve drooped down again. Only then did Noshiro Chitose stand up and leave.

"Sleep well and stop kicking the quilt."

If you kick the quilt again, I can cover it for you.

"Don't miss your mother anymore... I can't always be with you. Good night, and I wish you a sweet dream."

Leave and go home.

Shoko's bedroom, the living room of Toyokawa's small house, the corridor outside the house, the entrance of Noshiro's house, and her own bedroom.

It only took a few minutes to leave Toyokawa's house and return to her own bed, but the journey was so long that Chitose felt like she had walked half a century.

His sister lay quietly in his arms, but Noshiro Chitose felt that Xiangzi was still lying in her arms.

The ceiling that Qiansui could see was pure white. Although it was tiring tonight, he still didn't feel tired in his heart.

There is a lot of pain in this world. Qiansui turned over and tried not to let his mind wander.

If I continue thinking about it, the sky will turn pale again.

【only…】

"I can't sleep. Xiaoxiang is so mean."

Biting her lip, Chitose really couldn't stand the sad tears of the person she cared about!

Shoko Toyokawa's tears still remained on her chest, and the warmth of their tears pierced through her memory.

[I have lived for decades.]

[Ah...yes, I've lived for decades now.]

Although in reality I am only a teenager.

Qiansui thought of a classic line written by Sophocles in "Oedipus at Colonus":

[It would be better if people were not born.]

Once you are born, the next best thing is to return to where you came from as quickly as possible.

What suffering could she avoid once he had passed through his ridiculous youth?

Jealousy, breakup, quarrels, fighting, killing...a series of disasters followed one after another.

Finally, the hateful old age arrives, when he is old and sick, without relatives or friends. At that time, all the calamities of all calamities fall upon him.

Eight simulations, eight lives.

If it is as Sophocles said, she has already walked through the eight levels of hell for Qiansui.

Physically and mentally exhausted, the soul is constantly hurt, and the conflict between the guilt and the cold simulation is cycled again and again.

"But...it's all worth it, isn't it?"

There will be no intense contradictions and conflicts in the girls' daily lives... They will always be happy in reality.

It's okay even if she blames herself at midnight. Noshiro Chitose only hopes that in the next simulation she can gain a little more lifespan so that she can share it with everyone, and make the "forever" everyone talks about become a real forever.

Being friends forever, being able to get together forever... Such a dream, such an unrealistic thing... This is exactly what Noshiro Chitose wants to do!

"Huh... If you cry again next time, I won't comfort you, Xiaoxiang."

Although he said this, the tenderness in Qiansui's eyes was not concealed at all.

Before going to bed, Chitose lay on her side and turned on her cell phone.

What she received was a message sent by Toyokawa Shoko a few hours ago:

【Saki: Xiaosui, can you come and keep me company? 】

"Idiot, I've already been here, but you just didn't notice."

【Chitose: Don't worry, Xiaoxiang.】

【I will always be with you. 】

This is not a promise, it's just a statement of fact.

Good night, Xiangzi.

Good night, world.

……

Good morning, world.

Good morning, Xiangzi.

The next morning, on the way to school.

"Every day was happy when you were little, wasn't it?" Toyokawa Shoko said to Noshiro Chitose, counting on her fingers. "Christmas, summer festivals, I used to be so happy. But now, when I celebrate holidays, I suddenly wonder... is it really that happy?"

"Because you've grown up, Xiaoxiang. This kind of thing is normal, right?"

"Yeah... But even so, I still miss the happiness I had back then. I'll never be happier than I was then in my life. Isn't that scary?"

"It's scary."

"Huh, Xiaosui feels the same way, right?"

"I've always had it, but I never thought about it so specifically. Thank you, Xiaoxiang, for helping me express it."

Chitose noticed that there was a strand of silver hair mixed in the end of Toyokawa Shoko's hair. Perhaps it had fallen there accidentally yesterday, and Shoko didn't have time to comb her hair today, so it had remained there.

"Xiaoxiang, did you sleep well last night?"

Qiansui rubbed Xiangzi's head, making Xiangzi blush.

"Why are you doing this all of a sudden?! I was...sleeping soundly."

That's good.

Ch443. Answers about love and tears

"What was the name of the dish Xiaosui made yesterday...ah, I'm just curious and want to ask."

Having the beautiful girl from the neighborhood accompany him to school is only the first part of Emperor Chitose Noshiro's daily life. The next part is the second part -

In the classroom, there is a super cute little penguin girl sitting at the desk!

"Why are you asking that all of a sudden?" Chitose touched Takamatsu Deng's little head with the same hand that had touched Xiangzi's head not long ago. "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Yes! Yes...yes."

When I first answered "yes", I subconsciously spoke at a very high decibel level. This is a little habit that Gao Songdeng has always had.

"But you have to tell me that mysterious opening line before I can tell you what it's called."

"What opening phrase?" Deng pondered anxiously, and finally replied hesitantly:

"I only remember one sentence... the wolf is at the door?"

There were still a few minutes before class started, and Chitose controlled the rhythm of her conversation with Takamatsu Deng.

Neither too fast nor too slow, she no longer intended to tease the lamp, so she put her hands on the other's shoulders and said seriously:

"Listen carefully! Xiao Deng! I will only teach you once! If you forget again next time... I will tell you again!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Something is groaning and groaning at the door, something is scratching on the ground, in heaven's name! Work! Work! The wolf is at the door!"

After searching his mind for a moment, he found these words. Noshiro Chitose enjoyed the admiring gaze of the girl with gray hair and amber eyes.

"Ah... Xiaosui has a really good memory."

"It's not bad. That dish is called Els soup. I'll make it for you someday."