I save a pathological girl with a twisted love story.

"Then let's rest here for a while."

Xia Wuzhao said this.

The two girls sat in that dry place, even though it was dry.

But probably because the moisture had evaporated in the sun, these stone steps were still cool.

Xia Wuzhao had nowhere to sit, so she stood.

Aoi Asahi wanted to stand up and give her place to Kai Natsugiri.

But Chiho held her shoulders, preventing her from moving.

Aoi looked at Chiho, her eyes filled with annoyance.

With a grin, Chiho looked at Natsumi and said, "Are you shy?"

"what?"

Xia Wuzhao was somewhat confused.

"I mean!" Chiho said, enunciating each word clearly, "Are you shy? There are still seats available here."

She pushed the sunflower aside a little, revealing a small space between them.

Or rather, it's just a tiny crack.

"There shouldn't be a place where one person can sit down."

How will you know if you don't try?

"You don't need to try to know the answer to this kind of thing."

"That's why I said you were shy." Chiho winked mischievously. "Otherwise, you should sit down quickly."

She patted the open space, gesturing for Xia Wuzhao to sit down quickly.

Xia Wuzhao glanced at her, but Qianhui just smiled.

Once I actually sat down, I realized that this dry place was indeed a bit cramped.

But if you squeeze in, three people can barely fit.

When they get close enough to each other, they can feel each other's body temperature and the fragrance that permeates the air.

Xia Wuzhao didn't show much emotion, as if it wasn't something ambiguous.

Chiho, however, wasn't about to let Natsume Shizuka off the hook. She poked Natsume's shoulder and grinned mischievously, "Can you smell it?"

What do you smell?

Xia Wuzhao asked in return.

“The scent we smell on us,” Chiho said matter-of-factly. “We’re so close, you must have smelled it. Guess what kind of shower gel we used today?”

"Can't guess."

"Ugh, that's such a perfunctory response." Chiho tapped Natsumi's shoulder twice, looking annoyed.

Aoi just watched silently.

"They joked and interacted."

"At that moment, I suddenly realized something—perhaps I am not as good as Chiho. She is better at controlling the atmosphere; no matter how silent the atmosphere is, she can make it lively and bustling."

"This is a skill that I will never be able to use or learn."

She clenched her fist slightly, but then weakly opened it again.

Sunflower looked up at the sky, where there was a sliver of light between the trees.

These gaps connect with each other, forming a tangled labyrinth.

"Xia Wu and I are perhaps like these trees. We thought we would come into contact with each other, get closer, and then touch each other."

"But now we can never truly be together."

"Only that labyrinthine thing remained."

"What are you looking at?"

Xia Wuzhao asked about Asahi Aoi.

"Look at the maze formed by the gaps between the tree canopies, and try to find the fastest, shortest way to get out of the maze."

The girl replied softly.

"This is actually a phenomenon of tree canopies avoiding each other, probably to avoid hurting each other," Xia Wuzhao said casually. "But even if you see these tree canopies avoiding each other..."

"But underground, their roots may have already become entangled, and even machines cannot separate them."

Chapter 310 A Sour Taste Like Vinegar, A Cold Taste Like Ice

"You two seem to be talking about something amazing."

Chiho mocked him mercilessly.

She stood up and clapped her hands.

"Ah, I've rested enough, let's go."

Urged on like this, Asahi Aoi and Natsugiri Kai stood up and walked down together.

Aoi, meanwhile, was pondering what Xia Wuzhao had just said, and she appeared somewhat somber.

With a playful laugh, Chiho glanced at Aoi Asahi.

She deliberately asked, "Xia Wu, do you know when my birthday is?"

Aoi Asahi then came to her senses and looked at Natsugiri Kai.

"I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little nervous."

"do not know."

"Eh? This is really annoying." Chiho complained, tapping Natsugiri Kai's shoulder in dissatisfaction.

Xia Wuzhao remained unmoved.

Chiho only calmed down a little when they arrived at the station.

Before the tram arrived, the Kirishima family's private vehicle had already come.

"Looks like I'll have to go."

As Chiho spoke, she suddenly looked at Natsumi: "My birthday is December 27th. It's two days after Christmas Eve."

—At this moment, her expression was unusually melancholy.

But she still managed a forced smile.

But this smile only made people more and more at a loss.

"Not the day before Christmas, nor the day after Christmas. But two days after Christmas, when everyone is exhausted."

"That's right, that day was my birthday."

"Remember that!"

Chiho quickly ran to the other side of the track, stood on tiptoe, raised her hand high and waved it, shouting, "Remember that!"

Xia Wuzhao looked at the girl.

Two trams rumbled past, like a constantly spreading and endlessly repeating wall, making it impossible to see what was happening on the other side.

All that could be seen were the tram carriages, their colors blurred by the high speed of its journey.

"This should be a good time."

"I can take this opportunity to tell Xia Wuzhao about my birthday."

"Moreover, it will absolutely not cause any serious consequences."

"But at this moment, I suddenly backed down."

"—Or it could be called 'giving up'."

"It's not that I'm worried or scared, but I suddenly feel like it's all meaningless."

"What I want is not simply birthday wishes or birthday gifts, but Xia Wu's heartfelt sentiments."

"If I remind them, then it will simply become a request for a gift."

The girl thought to herself, and took a deep breath.

The cool air was inhaled into the lungs, and the heat in the body was swept away.

She exhaled a deep breath, as if releasing a column of white smoke.

"I always feel like when I do this kind of movement, it's like a machine cleaning up trash. I always feel relaxed all over after doing it."

"It's like my body weight has decreased by a third."

The girl stretched vigorously.

"It's probably because we haven't eaten today."

Xia Wuzhao gave a response that was neither romantic nor pleasant.

The girl simply smiled slightly.

Take the bus home.

Eat, take a bath.

Go to sleep, and send a thank you message to Chiho.

And so, November 11th came to an end.

Sunday, November 12th.

It rained lightly again today, but the sky was surprisingly bright.

Looking out the window, I felt a sense of clarity everywhere, and everything seemed lush and green.

It exudes a vibrant atmosphere.

Today, the two of them lived as before, with a leisurely and ample leisure time.

Even sitting in the study, watching the raindrops pattering outside, feels incredibly interesting.

On this day, Aoi felt completely at peace.

Taking a sip of ice water every now and then makes her feel happy.

Xia Wuzhao would occasionally flip through books or chat with Xiao Ai.

Asahi Aoi was texting Chiho on her phone, but she was very careful to avoid Natsumi Kai so that she wouldn't find out what she was texting.

Xia Wuzhao was too lazy to investigate further and simply continued to kill time as always.

"Aren't you going to do anything?"

Xiao Ai asked in Xia Wuzhao's heart.

"What should we do?"

Xia Wuzhao countered, "I think it's fine now."

He felt that things were fine as they were, without too much burden or responsibilities.

Just do what you want to do.

Xiao Ai was somewhat surprised by Xia Wuzhao's thoughts.

But I didn't know what to say.

She could only say, "Then today will be wasted."

"What kind of waste is this?"

Xia Wuzhao said, "It's more accurate to say that today is a day that can be considered truly living. Being busy every day is not living; it's just surviving."

Chiharu Tokisaka hasn't been working or doing odd jobs these past two days.

She was simply tidying up and organizing her room.

I want to make this room as comfortable as possible in preparation for my mother to come and stay here in the future.