I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

"I'm so sorry to have put you in such a difficult position," Chiho apologized, feeling somewhat guilty.

But this was too much for Chiharu Tokisaka to bear, and she said guiltily, "Don't be like this, it's not your fault."

She said this, but Chiho remained stubborn.

Left with no other option, Chiharu Tokisaka could only stammer, "I'll be going now."

Then they fled as if they were running away.

After a while, Chiho finally straightened up.

Watching Chiharu Tokisaka's departing figure, she sighed, "I really can't do this well."

Looking at the flower in her hand, she gently sniffed it.

It has a rich floral fragrance and a slightly chilly air.

Although it is very hot during the day, it is extremely cool at night, even to the point of being somewhat cold.

Perhaps that's why the fragrance of the flowers carries a slight chill.

Chiho, carrying the flowers, walked towards the familiar mountain ruins, which was her safe house.

She entered the ruins through a hidden passage and arrived at a platform on the lake.

"So, he didn't come."

Looking at the empty platform on the lake, Chiho felt somewhat disappointed.

She had assumed that Xia Wu would come here with her as if by telepathy, just like the previous times.

However, this time I was disappointed.

Xia Wuzhao was nowhere to be seen, nor was there any sign that anyone had been there.

She sighed softly, but did not leave immediately.

Instead, she carried the bouquet of flowers and went up the stairs to her room, where she lay down weakly on her somewhat tattered bed.

Looking at that tattered, mold-covered top.

Then she looked at the elaborate clothes in the wardrobe, the transparent ankle boots, and the pantyhose that were bunched up like a ball of fluff.

"It feels like it's been a long time since I've worn this."

The girl murmured to herself; she usually wore this outfit.

But right now, she wasn't in the mood; she just felt a little disappointed.

She placed the flower on her chest and slowly closed her eyes.

Just like Sleeping Beauty.

Will someone wake me up?

"Just like in a fairy tale, will it be a happy everyday life afterwards?"

As she was thinking this, Xia Wuzhao's image suddenly flashed through her mind.

Biting her lip, she closed her eyes.

"Perhaps, when I open my eyes again, Xia Wuzhao will appear in front of me."

She looked forward to it, and before closing her eyes, she felt a little nervous.

But once I close my eyes, I feel mostly sleepy.

Exhaustion is like a vulture pecking at a corpse, slowly consuming all clarity.

Soon, Chiho fell asleep.

The ruins in the mountains fell silent again, with only the faint sound of breathing and the sound of flowing water.

She looked sad as she slept, her teeth clenched tightly as if she wanted to crush them.

The hand holding the bouquet tightened its grip even more.

She seemed to be dreaming of some terrifying ending, and even fine beads of sweat appeared on her temples.

Such unsettling dreams caused her to wake up after only an hour of sleep.

But when I opened my eyes, all I saw was the same moldy ceiling.

"He didn't show up."

The girl's heart was filled with emptiness, and even some subtle emotions.

"Does this feeling mean I've fallen for him? Is it that I can't live without him?"

"That's about it."

She held up the flowers and gazed at their vibrant blooms.

"But, does Natsugiri like me?"

"I'm not confident about this."

"There's only one thing I'm absolutely certain of: he won't give up on me right now."

The girl seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help but smile.

"So, all I have to do is wait."

"Natsugiri Kai will definitely do something else to me."

Thinking about it, I chuckled softly.

She struggled to her feet and walked to the wardrobe, looking at the beautiful clothes inside.

Fingers traced over the intricate and delicate lace.

"I'll wear it for Xia Wuzhao next time he comes here."

We brought the flowers to the platform on the lake and went down the stairs.

Place the bouquet in the corner of the steps so that it can be submerged in water without being washed away.

Watching the bouquet tremble with the flowing water, Kirishima Chiho walked outside.

"It's time to go home."

That's what she was thinking.

"These flowers must have been sent by Xia Wu. I wonder what he'll do to me tomorrow."

As the girl thought about it, a happy smile appeared on her lips.

"I think I did something right today, so I should be rewarded tomorrow."

"I can't help but look forward to it; I actually kind of like it!"

"Will he still be able to distinguish them?"

Chapter 142 What stood in its way was fear.

As the new day began, Aoi struggled to sit up in bed.

She felt aches and pains in her back, like a rusty robot.

Gears that are not lubricated.

Sitting on the bed, she looked at the piles of books around her and covered her head, feeling a headache coming on.

"Did you pass out from reading yesterday?"

She murmured to herself, looking at her clothes.

My school uniform was disheveled and wrinkled, and my palms felt sticky. The roots of my hair at the back of my neck looked like they were covered in a layer of dust, which was very uncomfortable.

She shook her head and laboriously sat on the edge of the bed to put on her shoes.

Asahi no longer concerned herself with the books; these obscure medical books were no longer being read.

These medical books usually just sit on the bookshelf collecting dust, but now only Asahi reads them.

So it doesn't matter whether you put it back or not.

Wearing her shoes, she entered a small bathroom. This bathroom was specifically for staff; the bathtub was so small that one could only sit inside by curling up their legs.

After washing away all the sweat she had accumulated overnight, she went into the bathtub for a soak.

It's 7 a.m. now, and the school is still closed.

It wasn't until 7:30 that Asahima finished taking a bath.

Because this school uniform is so wrinkled, it's unwearable.

Therefore, I had to wear a brand new school uniform, and I also had to change my underwear and other items.

There is a small washing machine outside the bathroom, but it cannot be used during the day.

I can only wash clothes at night and then use the hot dryer to get them almost dry.

Give it a good shake to get rid of the wrinkles.

Hanging it outside like this, it will dry quickly in the night breeze.

However, I have to get up early every time I need to do laundry to bring the clothes in.

The clothes drying area is on the rooftop of the library. Although the library is a standalone building, it is also a square building.

There are stairs leading to the rooftop, so if any problems such as leaks occur, repairs can be carried out quickly.

Sunflowers sometimes sit on it and look at the stars.

As she thought about it, Aoi placed the clothes she had changed out of behind the clothes rack in the corner of the room.

She went to the desk, picked up a bag, and fed the goldfish some food.

She breathed a sigh of relief after watching the goldfish swim happily in the fish tank.

She touched the water's surface and said, "So, you were given to me by Xia Wuzhao. No wonder I didn't remember where you came from before."

I flicked the fish tank with my finger, making a tinkling sound.

The goldfish swam rapidly, as if it were frightened.

The girl smiled and combed her hair in front of the mirror.

Satisfied, she stood up and left the library.

It's eight o'clock now, and the students will be here in half an hour.

Sunflower found a slightly secluded spot near the school gate, behind a tree.

She can see over the low wall by the door onto the ramp from where she sits, but cannot see here from the ramp.

She sat there under the tree, waiting patiently. She had neither a cell phone nor a watch.

All we can do is wait quietly.

Normally, she would be reading a book at this time.

However, Aoi Asahi felt that if she were to read a book, she would become too engrossed in it.

In this way, we might miss out.

She stood ramrod straight, occasionally tilting her head back to look at the leaves above her.

The emerald green color seemed to be flowing down.

"Perhaps I should go back. If I could go back with Xia Wu, maybe I could help him remember what happened before."

"And we can also look for other dolls, maybe they can restore our memories just by touching them, just like I have."

The girl thought to herself, and even now she still couldn't understand the relationship between the doll and her memories.

Although she was somewhat curious, she felt that the most important thing was to help Xia Wuzhao regain her memories, rather than to look for the strangeness of those dolls.

"But will I really be able to regain my memories after going back?"

She muttered to herself, feeling that the hope was somewhat slim.

But the girl felt that she and Xia Wuzhao had so many memories in that small town, so it must be useful.

Even Aoi herself was somewhat lost in reminiscing about the past.

Before long, a girl entered the school.