Finally, I became their white moonlight

Only after she felt she was almost better did Nagasaki Suyo slowly throw off the quilt and get up, turning up the air conditioner in the room.

Take medicine and rest, as long as you do these two things well, maybe you will be well enough before your mother comes back.

Nagasaki Suyo glanced at the time on her phone.

At ten o'clock in the morning, my mother was already busy in the company, so the house was naturally very quiet - fortunately it was summer vacation now, otherwise if I took sick leave from school, my teachers and classmates might worry about me again, and I would have to deal with their concerns after I recovered.

…It’s troublesome just thinking about it.

Nagasaki Suyo pressed her brows, trying to calm herself down and think carefully.

For the sake of her health, she should make herself a bowl of porridge to replenish her energy; after taking antipyretics, she should take water and a towel back to her room to rest.

Perfect plan!

"It's only 39 degrees. This little pain won't defeat me."

The girl, who was trying to find a way to cheer herself up in the midst of misery, moved her lips slightly and forced out a sickly smile; but as if she didn't have the energy to continue entertaining herself, her face, which was flushed unhealthily, quickly returned to its expressionless look.

She stepped out of bed, and just as her feet touched the ground, she almost fell to the ground due to the sudden feeling of weightlessness.

“Hah, um… ha, ha…”

Her towering chest kept rising and falling, Nagasaki Suyo clutched her collar, and gasped for several breaths in pain; her long brown hair hung in front of her in a messy and awkward manner, and even though she accidentally broke a few strands of hair, she didn't feel a single bit of pain even though her whole body was aching.

"I only have a fever of 39 degrees, but why do I feel like I'm dying... Is my health worse than I thought?"

She lived such a healthy life, but in the end she fell ill like a mountain. After having a fever, it was so painful to get out of bed. Xiangzi, who also fell into the water, is probably fine now and is happily and energetically having a date at home, right?

All the happiness is theirs, and I have nothing - this is the most obvious difference between people.

"So annoying... I'm starting to have random thoughts again..."

Nagasaki Suyo bit her lip and tried to calm herself down.

Her physical condition was already like this, and she didn't want her mental state to collapse as well.

Pressing her forehead which was covered with cold sweat, she reluctantly sat back on the edge of the bed. After a short rest, she glanced at the door of the room which was still more than ten steps away.

The emotions that I thought were stable finally showed some cracks, and fear and despair took advantage of the gap to sneak into my shaken heart.

"what to do……"

It was like being trapped on an iceberg, with no one around and blood constantly draining out of the body.

Even though she knew that her life would not be in danger as long as she rested well, Nagasaki Suyo still felt like she was abandoned by the world.

The coldness of loneliness slowly froze her heart, and the fear of dying alone in a place no one knew made her tremble all over.

Like a lost child who couldn't find her family, Nagasaki Suyo took the phone and subconsciously clicked on her mother's number in the address book.

"...Mom seemed to have said that the company has an important case to deal with recently, right?"

Her fingers slowly moved away from the dial key, she lowered her eyes, and convinced herself to continue being a good and sensible child.

——Let’s not talk about whether the call can be connected or not. Even if it is connected, should my mother give up her job and go home to take care of me just because of such a small matter?

Without much hesitation, Nagasaki Motoyo closed the address book and opened the friend interface on LINE.

The first person pinned to the top is, of course, a married man.

"I have a fever, can you come and take care of me?"

After typing this message, she stared at the chat interface in a daze, hesitating for a long time before pressing the send button.

I don’t know how long it took before Nagasaki Suyo came to her senses. With a helpless smile on her face, she deleted it word by word.

"Anyway, even if I ask him like that, he won't agree... I don't want to humiliate myself."

As if to comfort herself, she guessed his reaction.

——If it was him, his first sentence would definitely be to ask her to drink more hot water in a joking tone, right?

The second sentence was to ask her to see a doctor, or to ask my mother to take leave and come back to take care of me.

The third sentence is to ask for help from Mu-chan or Xiangzi-chan, and the fourth sentence is "I can take care of you, but I have to ask Xiangzi's opinion first."

Although her head was dizzy and tingling, Nagasaki Suyo could reflexively come up with the answer to his questions without having to think too much.

Anyway, she would never get the answer she wanted from Ming Hai.

Not to mention what happened that night...

Nagasaki Suyo didn't want to be considered as a person who went back on her word by Toyokawa Shoko, so she simply jumped back to the friend list and sent a message directly to Wakaba Mutsu.

"Mu-chan, are you free today?"

Similar to her, Ruo Yemu also replied to messages very quickly.

"At Xiangzi's house. What happened?"

"It's alright."

"? 』

Nagasaki Suyo threw her cell phone aside, lay back on the bed in despair, and wrapped herself in the quilt again, as if she wanted to wrap up the heart that had been pierced by the ruthless reality. A dull and resentful voice whimpered from the quilt.

"It doesn't matter, all of you go with Xiangzi-chan!"

"Anyway, I have no friends or a lover, so I deserve to be left at home to fend for myself. It's all my fault..."

After her mentality collapsed, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt.

Although she knew that she was just being unreasonable, the combined damage caused by the sensitivity and fragility of her mind and the pain and torture of her body still made Nagasaki Suyo's eyes red, and soon there were a few warm tear marks on the quilt.

I cried silently for a long time.

She lifted the quilt expressionlessly, her dull eyes seemed to have lost all focus, and she got off the bed instinctively.

Even though the soles of her feet were stinging from the cold ground and her weak internal organs were being pulled by gravity, she still walked forward regardless, and went straight downstairs after using the bathroom.

"It's just a fever. If you have the guts, burn me to death. If not, just stay still."

My body was still in pain, and every nerve ending felt like it was burning. I wished I could lose consciousness right then and there and not endure this torture anymore.

But the more uncomfortable she felt, the calmer Nagasaki Motoyo's mentality, which was on the verge of the limit, became, like a ball that bounced back after hitting bottom - it just became a little extreme.

“It seems like it would be a good idea to just burn myself to death. Before I die, I must remember to send a message to Ming Hai saying ‘I love you, forget me’. This way, he who is now being intimate with Xiangzi will feel guilty about me for the rest of his life and will never be able to forget me in his heart… hehehe…”

She couldn't help but imagine how sad and regretful Ming Hai would be after seeing her body, dead and neglected at home.

With a slightly broken smile on her face, Nagasaki Motoyo staggered into the living room. Unknown to her, the burning pain and the discomfort of alternating hot and cold in her body could no longer affect her, who had completely given up on herself.

As if nothing had happened, she used the dedicated line in the apartment to call the administrator downstairs; although her voice was a little hoarse, it still had a disguised cuteness and sweetness.

"Grandpa Yamada, could you please order a bowl of porridge for me? Any porridge will do. I caught a cold and can't cook for myself..."

"It's okay! It's not a serious illness. Just drink some porridge and take a rest. I've also informed my mother, so don't worry about it..."

"Thank you in advance. When the porridge is delivered, hang it outside the door and just ring the doorbell. I don't want to infect others with my cold."

After thanking the administrator for his enthusiastic concern for her, Nagasaki Suyo first took a cup of hot water and drank a few sips carefully. Then she took a thin coat and put it on herself and found a corner of the sofa to sit down.

She hugged her legs and buried her face between her knees.

As if trying to find warmth in this small corner, the slender and fragile body curled up deeply under the coat, motionless as if asleep.

More than ten minutes passed like this.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang, but Nagasaki Suyo ignored it.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang for the second time, but Nagasaki Suye still ignored it, but her cute pink toes moved impatiently, hoping that the person outside would put down the takeaway and leave quickly.

Now she doesn't want to see anyone, nor does she want to be seen by anyone.

As if the man had heard her thoughts, a minute passed and the doorbell did not ring again.

The cell phone that I carried with me out of habit actually vibrated slightly.

Nagasaki Suyo frowned, slowly raised a miserable and embarrassed face from between her knees, took out her mobile phone, and the cold light from the screen illuminated the bloodshot in her eyes.

Ming Hai: "FBI, open the door and send warmth. If you don't open the door, I will break in!"

Even though I didn't click on the message, he seemed to know that I had read it.

Another bell rang outside the door.

Nagasaki Suyo opened her eyes wide in a daze. Instead of getting up and opening the door in a hurry, she opened the message with her hot and trembling fingertips and made a voice call to him.

"Hey?"

The gentle and steady voice suddenly cleared the girl's heavy and tired brain, as if she had taken some kind of panacea, and the pain that had been tormenting her nerves dissipated unknowingly.

The stiff expression slowly relaxed, and he unconsciously revealed a faint smile of relief.

But soon, she restrained her expression and said in a cold tone, "What's the matter?"

"The administrator asked me to bring the porridge up." Ming Hai briefly explained the whole story. "He said you have a cold, and you sound very uncomfortable."

Thank you, Grandpa Yamada... No, why do you have to meddle in other people's business?

Struggling with her conflicting mentality, Nagasaki Suyo's tone remained cold and hard: "It's just a minor cold. Please put the porridge outside the door for me."

"Let me in." Ming Hai said directly, as if he didn't want to waste time talking to her, and even sang a nursery rhyme she had never heard of, "Little Su Shi, dear, open the door, open it quickly, I want to come in~"

"Wait, stop singing! Idiot!"

Not only on the phone, Nagasaki Suyo also vaguely heard the sound of him singing in front of the door. The inexplicable shame made her already rosy face even darker, but now she looked healthier and more energetic than before.

The deliberately maintained sense of distance was instantly broken, and she shouted hastily with some embarrassment: "I told you I'm fine and I can take care of myself! What are you doing here? Do you want to take advantage of me while I'm sick?!"

"I want to attack you, and I have to take advantage of you being sick?" Ming Hai was very confused, "I'm not a pervert who likes to play some weird fever play."

Fever Play? I didn't know there was such a way to play...

Nagasaki Suyo felt that the door to a new world had opened before her.

But that wasn't the question. Rather than continue joking with him, she had something else she cared about that she wanted to ask.

"——Shouldn't you be with Mutsu-chan, making out at Shoko-chan's house? Why are you still in the apartment?"

"We were discussing the song, not being intimate. Is your brain really burnt out?" Ming Hai sighed helplessly, "Also, don't talk as if the three of us have some strange relationship... If we really want to be intimate, we will definitely do it when Wakaba-san is not around, okay?"

"Okay, I'll convey this to Mu-chan."

"You tell me, as if she could stab me with a cucumber just because she's angry." Ming Hai said nonchalantly, "As for why I was in the apartment... It just so happened that when I was going downstairs to go out, I ran into the administrator who had just finished talking to you on the phone, and then I came up to bring you porridge instead of him."

"Really? That's a coincidence indeed."

Playing with the bangs hanging in front of her eyes, Nagasaki Suyo looked towards the door, as if she could see the young man standing behind the door waiting for her to open it.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something.

But the words that came out of his mouth still carried a hint of stubborn rejection.

"Since the porridge is served, you should leave quickly. It's not good to let your girlfriend wait too long."

Volume 143: Chapter Chapter Acting like a spoiled child, a princess hug, and the last look

As soon as she finished speaking, Nagasaki Suyo felt a sudden pain in her nose. She felt so aggrieved and self-loathing that she bit her lips tightly. She tried her best to endure it and not cry in front of the microphone.

She didn't want to act pitiful in front of him, and she didn't want him to see her so fragile and miserable - so the little dignity she had left became her last disguise.

If she was exposed, she would always be just a little girl who loves to show off in front of Ming Hai, right?

Even though she knew in her heart that she would probably never see the day when he changed his mind in this lifetime... Nagasaki Motoyo was unwilling to give up that 0.1% possibility.

"You don't have to worry about that."

As if he had known she would say that, Ming Hai said slowly and with a slight smile, "We can discuss the song anytime. You don't often look sick. So before I carried the porridge upstairs, I had already stood Xiangzi up and told her that I was going to your house to take care of you."

"Eh?"

Nagasaki Suyo was stunned, staring blankly at the door. A light seemed to light up in her gray eyes, and an ambiguous expectation was boiling in her chest again: "You mean..."

"What I mean is, I've received so much care from you in the past, now it's my turn to repay you."

The clear voice was like a ray of morning light, shining deeply into her heart and giving the broken seedlings the energy to sway in the wind again.

His tone was very serious, containing undisguised concern: "So Su Shi, let me in - otherwise, for the sake of your health, I will have to use some abnormal means."

"You are not planning to pry open my door..."