I am the emotional sustenance of your deceased

"Good! I didn't sleep well last night, and my mind is full of the soup dishes Xiaosui made."

Secretly taking the cooking utensils from the cooking club to cook at school is truly a shocking and heartbreaking act.

As expected of Noshiro Chitose.

"What's wrong? Why didn't you sleep well?"

Leaning back in his chair, Chitose asked casually with his arms folded across his chest.

"There's been a lot of flies in my house lately, but I can't just spray insecticide because I have goldfish... Ah, I found this on Google. So unlucky."

"Is this true? Hey, let me think..."

"Let's raise something that eats flies, like spiders."

In order to scare Deng, Qiansui pretended to have many arms, but in the end it only made Deng laugh.

"I do like bugs, but Mom doesn't like them... Forget it..."

"Then the Venus flytrap."

"The Venus flytrap is fine! I'll go ask around after school."

Every morning the girls would chat face to face.

But they are not bored at all.

Why does youth have to involve running and sweating, risking one’s life and fighting on campus?

Why can't I just spend my time chatting with the girl I like in the classroom?

"Little lamp."

"What's the matter."

"It's okay. I just wanted to tell you that I like you every day... Let's talk about the kitten I met after school a few days ago. Did Xiao Deng like it very much?"

"That was a few weeks ago. I was just praising Xiaosui's memory."

"Ah...hahaha. A few weeks ago."

"I thought it was decades ago."

……

I didn't expect that. It's been decades since a few weeks ago.

These few days...Is the next simulation about to start?

"Xiao Sui, what book are you reading?"

"It's 'Terayama Shuji's Anthology of Poems for Young Girls' written by Terayama Shuji."

There are endless worries to think about. In the afternoon astronomy club, Shiina Riki sat opposite Noshiro Chitose.

Deng was organizing her notes in the corner, and Lixi would climb over the wall into the campus as usual to wait and go home with them after school.

"Hey, is Terayama Shuji actually a girl?"

An ominous premonition hovered around Shiina Riki like a crow, and she rubbed her arms to try to drive away the chill.

"Of course not," Chitose rolled her eyes cutely, closed the book, and patiently explained, "This book doesn't have a modern girlish flavor, nor is it written by a girl. However, some of the chapters are really interesting."

"So, which one is your favorite, Xiao Sui?"

April is not over yet, and the cherry blossom petals are not yet fully rotted.

Not far away, while Takamatsu Deng was quietly cheering for the astronomy notes left by the seniors, Shiina Riki saw Chitose's lips tremble a few times:

"'The old man in the used prop shop who puts a price on everything orders a poem.'"

"Huh? What a strange name."

"It's weird, but I love it so much. If I read the first sentence to you, maybe you'll fall in love with it like I do!"

Noshiro Chitose cleared her throat:

"I ask, which is more expensive, a mule or a piano?"

"..."

The smile on Shiina Riki's face was difficult to maintain for a moment. The scenery around her was still so bright, but she felt like she was falling into an icy cave.

It was as if she had revisited an unforgettable dream in her middle school days, and the playful girl pretended to be sophisticated and approached her.

Xiaosui at that time was definitely as playful as she is now.

【Ah, so it’s this poem? 】

It turns out that Chitose Noshiro in front of me really loves this poem...

Yeah… yeah, not only that, I love it too much.

"How's it going, little Lixi? Love?"

With a hint of mischief, Chitose Noshiro quickly approached Tatsuki Shiina, and put her nose close to the victim's nose in the same posture.

"like…"

But what I love is not poetry.

The thousands of words in Li Xi's heart were blocked at the corner of his mouth, and then Noshiro Chitose read a few more sentences.

The more Shiina Riki listened, the more fascinated she became, and the frequency with which she recalled the old phantoms became faster and faster.

The scenes before my eyes kept turning, and finally returned to the door of the ward in my dream.

【Lixi. 】

"what…"

The images within my sight are becoming blurry. I don’t know if it’s the tears that are blocking my vision.

Time and space overlapped with the image. The frail Chitose lying on the hospital bed and the healthy Chitose in front of him spoke at the same time:

"The last question I asked then, the only question I wanted to ask—"

Li Xi subconsciously opened his lips and said the last words together with Chitose:

"Which is more expensive, love or tears?"

"Oh, haha..." Li Xi laughed out loud in relief, "What a great poem, Xiao Sui is absolutely right, I'm in love with it."

"So, facing the final question about poetry, which one do you think is more expensive?"

Chitose Noshiro covered half of her face with a half-opened book, and looked sideways at Tatsuki Shiina with a smile.

[Which one is more expensive?]

After all these years, I finally have the opportunity to answer this question again.

Just follow your heart.

As for what the answer is, it no longer matters when the other party asks.

“My answer is…”

My answer is that it doesn't matter.

Dreams are painful, but reality is full of sunshine.

Shiina Riki tilted his head, without tears or heart palpitations.

"It's so nice to be able to cry. It's so nice to be loved."

Ch444. Four days of separation before the simulation

April 28th, Tuesday, there are still twenty-nine years, four months and sixteen days until Chitose Noshiro's death.

"It's rare to book a rehearsal room. Even though we're not a band...ah, Xiao Deng, Xiao Li Xi, why don't you guys form a band?"

After quickly playing a song at the piano, although he hadn't touched the keyboard for many years, Chitose Noda's passion was rekindled as soon as he started!

She turned around and shared the sudden idea with her two friends, but saw that her friends, who had originally had cute smiles on their faces, were frightened and shook their heads.

"Forget it, forget it... Xiaosui, why don't you take a break?" Deng glanced at Shiina Riki cautiously, and finally stared at Noshiro Chitose nervously.

"Yeah... forget about the band or anything. Let's skip practice and go get some coffee."

Shiina Tatsuki, who was originally happy that Nagasaki Suyo was absent from the after-school group activities due to family reasons, could no longer laugh.

[Please, Xiaosui, stop torturing me! ]

Her mind was still replaying the poem Chitose had read to her, and now they were talking about forming a band...

Please let me go!

"Hehe, even if we don't form a band today, we might be able to do it tomorrow! Let's wait until Su Shishi comes back!"

Chitose carried his bass on his back, his smile growing brighter and brighter:

"Next I'm going to play the song Lixi gave me! 'Dancing Girl'!"

"No, Xiao Sui!"

"Don't laugh, little light over there. Remember to sing along with me when I play 'Welcome to the Black Parade' on guitar later!"

"Woo…Okay, Xiao Sui."

……

April 29th, Wednesday, there are still 29 years, 4 months and 15 days left until Chitose Noshiro's death.

"Xiao Sui, please eat quickly. My mother spent a long time preparing this meal today."

Nagasaki Suyo's eyes narrowed into thin slits as she smiled, and she kept putting food into Noshiro Chitose's bowl.

"Hey, hey, don't listen to what that kid Su Shi says. Auntie, I just made it casually! Come and try it and see if it suits your taste——"

Ms. Nagasaki was even faster than Suyo in picking up food for Chitose Noshiro!

Chitose Noshiro, who was invited to have dinner with her sister at Nagasaki's house today, had sweat on her forehead.

She could only keep responding to the mother and daughter in front of her, and at the same time pass the food from her own bowl to her sister beside her.

"Ahahaha... Thank you, Sushi-chan and Auntie... It's delicious! Kyo-chan and I will do our best to finish it!"

The interior is brightly lit, but unfortunately the magnificent decoration of Kyoto Kaizuka is not visible.

"Sister, why are Sister Sushi and her mother so enthusiastic?"

Today, Kyomoto's pupils seemed to be more focused. She leaned close to Chitose and whispered something in a whisper that only the two of them could hear.

"Of course it's because Kyomoto-chan is cute."

Although Chitose said this, she knew from the beginning that the Nagasaki mother and daughter were staring at her!

They were like horrible, hungry beasts!

"Well, well, Xiao Sui, I have something to tell you!"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Nagasaki Suyo coughed to attract the attention of Noshiro Chitose.

"What's wrong, little Sushi?"

Chitose had a bad feeling, but she wasn't sure.

She looked at Ms. Nagasaki and then at Nagasaki Suyo, as if she understood something.

"That's right, Xiao Sui, have you considered finding a mother for Xiao Jing Ben? That way her childhood will be complete."

"puff!"

Have you guys put pepper spray on your mouths? Why are they so spicy?

……

April 30th, Thursday, there are still twenty-nine years, four months and fourteen days until Chitose Noshiro's death.

Yesterday was a life-or-death situation, and whether I opened my mouth or closed it was a dead end.

But - it went smoothly.

The invitation to the Nagasaki mother and daughter was temporarily postponed with a series of justifiable reasons such as "Let Kyomoto think about it again, the child is still young and might be very resistant."

Qiansui still has a lot of things to do and can't spare the energy to deal with them.