Finally, I became their white moonlight

However, even though she accepted it, the blow it brought was greater than she had expected.

It was even to the point where she would burst into tears if she was with him, even if she just said a sentence or two - so after waking up, she deliberately ignored him, but couldn't help but pay attention to his every move.

"...It would be better if my brain was burned out and I couldn't think of anything."

As if she could no longer bear the pain, Nagasaki Suyo huddled in the quilt, covered her ears and began to escape from reality.

She clearly didn't want to hear Ming Hai's voice, but she didn't want them to leave her alone in the room. She could only let the conflicting emotions torture her.

She was indeed ill, with a fever that was difficult to reduce.

——When will I be able to recover from this illness?

Nagasaki Suyo didn't know, nor did she want to know.

After all, that love that was hotter than hope, deeper than despair... and heavier than the deep sea, had long since become a terminal illness that she could never escape from.

-

And after that.

Ms. Nagasaki managed to get back before the three men left. After thanking them solemnly and warmly, she also gave them a bunch of expensive fruit gift boxes and brand-name snacks as gifts of thanks.

The girls couldn't refuse the kindness, but they didn't want to carry so many things on the ride home, so they could only temporarily store all the gifts with Minghai, who would take them downstairs to deal with them.

Ms. Nagasaki didn't care and had originally planned to drive them back herself. However, after being politely declined by Toyokawa Shoko, she decided to drive them to the bottom of the apartment building and watched them disappear at the end of the street.

As for Ming Hai, he had already found an excuse to escape back to his home.

——I can only say that she is indeed a strong woman who can allow her daughter to live in a large mansion and attend an aristocratic school with her own abilities.

In the less than ten minutes of chatting, he and this elder had their first meeting, and there were tugs and verbal confrontations, as well as various temptations and scrutiny hidden under the enthusiastic attitude... If I really want to write it all down, it probably would take more than four or five thousand words, right?

Although he felt that he was not at a disadvantage in the conversation, he did not give the other party a chance to see through anything and defended himself completely without any loopholes, and he also maintained his image as a good boy without any flaws.

But Ming Hai still felt the pressure - maybe it was brought to him by Su Shi and Xiangzi who were watching from the sidelines?

Anyway, after this incident, he no longer wanted to have anything to do with this Nagasaki lady, fearing that one day she would glare at him with a sharp look, "You are the one who dumped my daughter, right?!" She would pull Su Shi to ask him to take the responsibility of having her come to his house to clean every day.

Fortunately, Ms. Nagasaki had no intention of pursuing him relentlessly.

Perhaps he knew that he was not easy to deal with and that no matter how much he tried, there would be no result; or perhaps he discovered that the relationship between his daughter and him was not something he could interfere with at will.

At least when they were saying goodbye, Ms. Nagasaki let him go home very straightforwardly, and did not even take the initiative to mention the proposal on the phone to treat him to a meal as a thank you.

This made Ming Hai feel relieved.

If possible, he would like to have fewer troubles before dying... He really just wants to live the rest of his life happily.

-

"Xiao Sushi, are you okay?"

Return to the top floor of the apartment.

Ms. Nagasaki walked into the living room and looked at her daughter with concern. She was curled up in the corner of the sofa like a cat, wrapped in a thin blanket.

"Well, the fever is almost gone. I think I'll be back to normal by tomorrow."

Su Shi shook his head, and after making sure that he still had the strength to move freely, he slowly exhaled, then pretended nothing had happened, lifted the blanket and stood up.

"Mom, you probably haven't eaten yet? Wait a moment, I'll make dinner now..."

"No, I'll do it."

Ms. Nagasaki quickly pushed her back onto the sofa and wrapped the blanket back around her like a seal: "Usually my daughter takes care of me, now it's my turn to take care of her!"

"You're on the opposite side..."

Even without mentioning her life before moving here, Nagasaki Suyo is still a child protected by her mother, enjoying a favorable environment without worries; compared to what her mother does for her, the usual housework is not considered care at all.

Su Shi was about to complain like this, but before she opened her mouth, she suddenly remembered his voice.

——Narumi, it seems that he also said something similar.

"I have received so much care from you in the past, now it is my turn to repay you."

I was so happy and touched at that time, I definitely didn’t expect that something like this would happen later…

"..."

Su Shi suddenly fell silent, lowered his eyes, and hid his gloomy emotions under the shadow of his hair.

Ms. Nagasaki, who was concerned about her daughter, naturally did not miss her sudden depressed reaction.

The guess in my mind was close to the answer, but this seemingly arrogant woman acted as if she hadn't noticed anything. With a light and confident smile on her face, she turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Don't worry, even though you haven't cooked for several years, you probably haven't forgotten it. In the beginning, it was me who taught you how to cut vegetables and cook."

Nagasaki Suyo was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and looked at her mother's smiling face. The corners of her mouth curved up unconsciously, and she chuckled and said, "Of course, I still remember... The first dish my mother taught me to cook was seafood porridge, right?"

"That's right, our Nagasaki family's ancestral seafood porridge is just right for the good baby who is still recovering from a serious illness!"

Ms. Nagasaki put on an apron, rolled up her shirt sleeves, and flexed her arms with energy.

The girl's already hot face instantly turned redder: "Don't call me like that, it's too embarrassing..."

"What are you ashamed of? To mommy, little Su Shi will always be my good baby!"

"Okay! Stop talking nonsense and start cooking!"

Nagasaki Suyo was a little embarrassed and annoyed, and rolled her eyes angrily at her mother, which was rare.

After just a moment, she started laughing to herself again. She seemed to be in a much better mood and shrank back to the corner of the sofa with some relief.

soon.

The kitchen knife hit the chopping board regularly, the flames licked the seasonings, and the familiar yet unfamiliar music of cooking, accompanied by the nostalgic aroma, gradually spread from the kitchen to every corner of the house.

——It’s the long-lost taste of home.

Like a fainted bird returning to its nest, Nagasaki Suyo wanted to close her eyes and have a good rest, but she heard her mother calling her again.

"Su Shi, are you really okay?"

"Mom, you worry too much." She opened her eyes and said helplessly, "I've told you several times that my body..."

Ms. Nagasaki interrupted her: "What about other things besides the body? Mental illness is much more serious than a cold or fever."

"..."

Across the kitchen bar, the mother and daughter did not make eye contact or observe each other, but just let the sound and silence interact back and forth.

It’s like writing your feelings on a paper airplane and throwing it into the invisible distance.

Nagasaki Suyo, who originally didn't want to say anything, unknowingly revealed a helpless smile as if she had given up resistance.

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from my mother..."

Hearing this, Ms. Nagasaki couldn't help but complain:

"Xiao Sushi, do you really want to hide this from me... no, from anyone else?"

Whether it was the sad look in Ming Hai's eyes before she left, as if she was saying goodbye to something; or her overly obvious emotional ups and downs just now, with an expression that made her look like she was about to cry.

Anyone with normal emotional intelligence and eyes can tell what she is thinking, okay?

"..."

After a brief silence, Nagasaki Suyo buried her face in her knees and hummed slightly.

"It's all my fault for the cold... Normally, I wouldn't show it so obviously..."

"Yes, so I am always worried about whether Su Shi, who pretends to be mature, will accumulate too much pressure in her heart." Ms. Nagasaki said with a smile, "Now you make me feel more at ease."

Nagasaki Suyo did not answer.

Because at this moment, her cell phone suddenly vibrated.

It was a message from Ming Hai.

Enduring the trembling and escape in her heart, she did not click on the message, but just picked up the phone and looked at the text displayed on the standby screen.

Ming Hai: "Have a good rest, we will start formal training of Kasuga Kage in a few days."

Ming Hai: "Also, act more like a spoiled child to your mother... Even if you don't act like a mature and sensible child, Ms. Nagasaki won't hate you for it, right?"

Ming Hai: "Face the things that accompany you now, that is the happiness you should cherish."

Ming Hai: "I will take good care of myself, and I hope you can too."

Ming Hai: "...May you be happy, as always."

The messages one by one, like those rainy and foggy days in spring, gradually blurred her eyes.

"Idiot, it's already... no way to continue as usual."

She murmured, sobbed, and vented.

She let her tears soak her pajamas and her fingers gripped the phone so hard that they turned white.

——But even with such heart-wrenching pain, there is still warm happiness growing from it.

The disease is called love and there is no cure.

But at the same time, she knew.

...The end of some things is just the beginning of the next life.

After wiping the world in front of him clean, Nagasaki Suyo finally raised his head and, as he said, looked directly at the "happiness" that was now by his side.

"Xiao Sushi? Why aren't you talking?" the mother asked with concern.

Nagasaki Suyo took a deep breath and replied nonchalantly, "Nothing, I was just thinking about something."

"whats the matter?"

"I had someone I loved, and I still love him now."

"Is that so..." Ms. Nagasaki was not surprised, but a little confused, "I thought you were heartbroken."

"I'm heartbroken." Nagasaki Suyo whispered, but her tone was inexplicably relaxed. "The feeling of officially breaking up is really bad."

"Well... one day, you will fall in love with someone better. Forget about him as soon as possible."

"No." Nagasaki Suyo shook her head stubbornly, "Even if such a person exists, it will only make me like him more."

"What kind of magic potion did Narumi-kun give you..." Ms. Nagasaki could only sigh helplessly at her daughter's inexplicably stubborn personality, "So what's next? What are you going to do? Just let your lovelorn life last until they get married and have kids?"

"Maybe." Nagasaki Suyo smiled, her eyes as bright as water, reflecting the gentle dim sky outside the window, "Until I don't like him anymore, I will always like him... This is my next plan."

"You are really a child..."

Ms. Nagasaki was completely speechless. For a moment, the only sound in the kitchen was the clashing of pots and pans.

A moment later, she came out wearing an apron and holding a casserole in her oven-gloved hands.

"Let's not talk about the future for now. You haven't given yourself up yet, right?"

Nagasaki Suyo's face turned slightly red and she shook her head silently.

Putting the casserole on the table, Ms. Nagasaki pressed on, "So how far have you gone? I remember you went to his house every day a while ago, right? If it wasn't for the manager Yamada telling me secretly, I would have thought the tenant downstairs was a girl, and that's why you wanted to go to her house every day."

"I didn't do anything! We didn't even kiss each other!" After solemnly defending her innocence, Nagasaki Motoyo couldn't help but mutter, "Grandpa Yamada is really something. He even told you such a thing..."

Ms. Nagasaki put one hand on her waist and said, "Isn't that natural? You are just a little middle school girl, and I am a mature and reliable adult, and also your mother. How can you hide something like this that could lead to you being abducted by a bad man from me?"

"Mature and reliable..." Nagasaki Suyo snorted lightly, and said meaningfully, "I don't know who it is that always throws himself into the arms of his fifteen-year-old daughter and acts like a spoiled child every time he comes back from overtime..."

Ms. Nagasaki was not ashamed, but proud of it and snorted: "Doesn't that just prove that I have a girlish heart? You too, Su Shi, if you act this mature and steady every day, you will age quickly, right?"

"Don't worry about that. I will take good care of myself."

While putting the dishes on the table, the mother and daughter were chatting casually.

Soon, Ms. Nagasaki clasped her hands together and said happily: "Okay, next, let's talk while we eat!"

Nagasaki Suyo took off the blanket, picked up the dishes and looked at her mother in confusion: "What else do you want to say?"

"The story between you and him."

Ms. Nagasaki squeezed up to her, hugged her arm, and whispered softly, "Suyo-chan, tell me."

"Your first love, your broken heart, the reason why you like him so much... After you tell me, just rest in peace. How about making me an energetic breakfast tomorrow?"

“…I really can’t do anything about you.”

After sighing, recalling what happened that day, Nagasaki Suyo couldn't help but smile. Her eyes seemed filled with happiness and sparkling with a crystal light.