Am I being simulated by their love affair?

Jun Matsueda frowned and waited for the maid's next words. She took out a yellow envelope from her pocket and handed it to him.

"This is a letter from the young lady."

Standing at the bottom of the hospital building, he opened the envelope in his hand. There was a Hokkaido postmark on the turmeric-yellow shell, and it had been torn open.

He took out the postcard from inside. One side had been blackened and crossed out with a big cross. He turned to the other side.

"Damn pine branches:"

"You finally couldn't help yourself and came to the hospital, right? No matter what the reason is, I won't let you see your aunt. Being close to her is the same as being close to me. Just wait silently in agony, thinking of me!"

The girl appeared before him with a slightly smug and arrogant expression.

"Let me guess, when did you come? It's absolutely impossible that you came on the same day I left."

"Within a week? If that's the case, it seems you have a lot of love for me hidden."

"Half a month? Although this is a long time, it means that you still have traces of me in your heart."

"If it's a month, then go to hell! I will never come back!"

Jun Matsueda smiled, put the postcard back into the envelope, stuffed it into his bag, and it was time to go home.

Thick smoke billowed from the crater in the distance. A young woman on the lawn, wearing goggles and fully armed, was about to board a helicopter when her phone vibrated in her pocket. It was a message from the maid at the hospital.

After reading the message, Mochizuki Haruka put on her glasses again. The girl snorted lightly, as if venting her dissatisfaction.

"You're barely qualified."

Chapter 216 Graduation Ceremony

The next time I heard from Mochizuki Haruka was the night before the graduation ceremony.

Perhaps because she was afraid of disturbing Jun Matsueda's sleep, the girl sent the message a little early this time.

It was a voice message. He walked out of the bedroom, turned on the lights in the living room, and sat on the sofa. Lai Qi Yangshi was not at home tonight because she was going to record the MV for the title song.

When I clicked on the voice message, there was silence at first, followed by the trembling crying voice of a girl.

"miss you......"

The message was quickly withdrawn, and Matsueda Jun had to pretend that he didn't hear it. A few minutes later, Mochizuki Haruka sent a new message.

"Go do something else first, don't read the messages. I feel upset when I see your read messages."

Jun Matsueda thought for a while, decided to put down his phone, and went to the bathroom to wash the accumulated dirty clothes.

He poured the clothes from the dirty laundry basket into the washing machine, put in a laundry bead bought from Laiqi Yangshi, pressed the quick wash button, and clean water began to flow in, gradually submerging the girl's hooded sweatshirt and his long-sleeved shirt.

When he walked out of the bathroom, his phone was still vibrating in his pocket. It didn't quiet down until he went back to the room and did two more questions.

Jun Matsueda took out his cell phone, and the chat interface was filled with voice messages and videos. He clicked on the first one, and the girl's cold voice echoed in front of the desk.

"Matsueda, I kind of regret going to those places I saw in the simulation."

"As I speak to you, I'm walking in the small town of Bedeley, England. It's almost the time for poppies to bloom in March."

The cat avatar sent a picture, which was a field of flowers with a light red hue, with open red flowers and green buds mixed together.

"Locals say it's warmer this year, and the poppies should all be in bloom by next week," the girl said with a hint of melancholy. "But no one will take a picture of me in the sea of ​​flowers, and no one will smile and say I look so handsome when I swear."

"Miss, I am also a human being..." Jun Matsueda heard the weak voice of the head maid.

"You are different." The girl seemed to be talking behind her back, her voice became unclear and became clear after a while.

"Matsuzhi, please come and create memories with me, otherwise I will have to guard those non-existent dreams and be lonely for the rest of my life..."

"That's all for today. Finally, I'll show you the volcano I visited a few days ago."

“I really want to jump in…”

The girl sent a video with a cover of a crater with thick smoke billowing out of it. When Jun Matsueda was about to click on it, a sound suddenly came from the bathroom.

The clothes are washed.

Jun Matsueda went to the bathroom and left his cell phone on the desk. The bedroom door was not closed, and the lit cell phone screen was quietly looking outside the door.

The boy walked past the door holding a basin of clothes, and his footsteps reached the balcony. A few minutes later, he passed by the bedroom door again with an empty basin in one hand, and finally returned to the desk empty-handed.

He clicked on the video, and the scene started in the car. The girl stuck her phone out of the window and took pictures of the lush forests on both sides of the road.

When the off-road vehicle drove out of the forest and saw the grassland ahead and the volcano in the distance, the girl in the car started singing.

"At the end of the long road is a night sky full of stars~"

"This gorgeous adventure doesn't have the real you to accompany me~"

The girl stood up and leaned out of the sunroof. The video screen moved and focused on the volcano approaching in the distance. She sang louder.

"I don't want to let go~I don't want to let you go~"

"What's the point of a crazy dream without you~"

"I don't want to let go~I don't want to let you go~"

"I don't want to watch you walk out of my life~"

The video freezes on Mochizuki Haruka's trembling singing.

As if she noticed that Matsueda Jun had finished reading the message, the girl sent a final message.

"Same old, don't reply to me."

He stared at the phone screen for a while, then suddenly stood up from his seat and walked towards the bathroom again.

"The clothes haven't been hung out to dry yet..."

The next afternoon, on the campus of Yuqiu High School, students in formal attire walked into the auditorium one after another.

The school became a little more lively. The third-year students who had not been present for a long time all returned. Today was the last day of their high school career.

Standing backstage, Yamami Moki looked at the host on the stage and was about to make her debut.

"Now, please allow the student representatives to speak."

The girl walked calmly to the center of the stage, pointed at the microphone, and looked at the huge crowd below. The graduates in the front row were wearing suits and kimonos, with flowers pinned to their chests.

"I'm Yamami Maki from Class 4, Grade 2. I'm honored to be here on behalf of all the current students to offer my congratulatory words to the graduating seniors..."

Jun Matsueda, who was sitting in the audience, looked out the window of the auditorium. The branches of the cherry trees were already covered with buds that were about to bloom, with shades of pink.

"A year ago, I was standing in the audience, and the senior student next to me pointed at the graduates on the stage and said to me." The girl had a smile of nostalgia on her face.

"Look, even though that guy is very popular, his buttons must be mine today!"

At graduation ceremonies in Japan, girls will take the second button on the clothes of the boys they like to express their feelings.

"My senior also gave a speech as a valedictorian this year, but I still don't know if she got the button from her sweetheart."

Yamami Maki waved to the senior students in the audience. The girl in the pink kimono blushed and whispered, "If I had gotten it, I would have told you a long time ago..."

There was good-natured laughter in the auditorium.

"We all hope to graduate from school with the best grades and sail far away like a beautiful ship with wind in its sails..."

"No matter what the process is, for us, those who have taken the lead and are moving into the future are worthy of admiration..."

"As graduation approached, I heard a variety of voices from my seniors. Everyone felt confused and uneasy."

Perhaps it was because the girl's voice was so touching, gentle yet tinged with a hint of sadness, that emotional sobs were heard in the quiet auditorium.

The young men and women sitting in the front row were acutely aware that their high school days, once filled with laughter and joy, would soon come to an end with the graduation song. A complex mix of emotions filled everyone's faces, symbolizing the transition from youth to adulthood.

"After all, no one can be prepared for the critical junctures in life, even though teachers and elders are praising our growth,"

"But only we ourselves know that all this growth was forced and unexpected."

"Speaking of this, I feel as if I am about to graduate." The girl felt a little embarrassed, and laughter broke out again from the audience.

"I just want to say that no matter what, our predecessors have already made their choice, even if it seems now that it was just a careless attempt, a backup option after all the regrets."

"But at least today the sun is shining brightly and the breeze is gentle, making it a perfect day for a trip."

"That's enough. Don't worry too much about the future."

"Because we are stupid humans, we always make choices before we understand what they mean."

"Thank you."

Applause broke out in the auditorium. Jun Matsueda looked out the window and saw flower buds trembling slightly on the branches.

He witnessed the moment when the cherry blossoms bloomed.

Chapter 217: Spring Equinox is Holiday

After the graduation ceremony, the atmosphere at Yuqiu High School was so sad that even the principal couldn't stand it and secretly set the clock forward.

So the last two weeks of the third semester passed in a flash.

"I feel like I haven't done anything except reviewing." Tomatsu Tomoka sighed as she packed her schoolbag.

"What else do you want to do besides reviewing?" Mizushima Miya walked to the girl, clenched her fists and tapped her shoulders and back. Tomatsu Tomoka closed her eyes comfortably.

"First year of high school is almost over, so I must conscientiously submit a perfect answer sheet."

"...Yes, the annual birthday is over." Tomatsu Tomoka opened her eyes and spread out the five fingers of her right hand to block the light from the overhead lamp.

"Next school starts for the sophomores."

The girl's gaze shifted to the boy sitting on her right. He hadn't tidied up his desk, but was sitting there quietly, looking at the blackboard at the front of the classroom.

Mizushima Miya walked away quietly.

"Why are you daydreaming, Matsueda-san?"

"I'm just recording this moment." Matsueda Jun remained motionless, staring at the chaotic space before him. "After all, this is the last time I'll be in this classroom."

"Will I still be able to sit in the same classroom with Matsueda-san..." The girl became melancholy.

"There's no point in worrying about it." He stood up from his seat and put a few thin homework books into his schoolbag. "Might as well just clean it up quickly."

On the last day of the second grade, only the monitor and the deputy monitor were left in the dim light of sunset.

After cleaning, the classroom became empty again after a year, as clean, tidy and spotless as when they first walked in at the beginning of the school year.

"Return the key and leave." Jun Matsueda turned the key in his hand, and Tomatsu Tomoka followed him out of the classroom.

On the way to the office, the girl walked sideways with her schoolbag in her arms, staring at Matsueda Jun without blinking.

"Why are you looking at me all the time?"

The footsteps of the two echoed in the corridor. Jun Matsueda looked at the tiles on the ground in front of him, which were painted a sleepy yellow by the sunlight and extended infinitely towards the balcony at the end.

"Because I have to look at Matsueda-san more often." The girl opened her eyes wide, "Time really flies."

"It seems like in the blink of an eye, a year has passed, and I am about to part with Matsueda-san."

"So now I can't even blink."

Matsueda Jun raised his schoolbag to block the girl's view. "You just finished the exam. You should give your eyes a good rest."

"It's not like we won't see each other anymore. I still have to continue working." There was a helpless smile in his voice.

"Okay~" Finally waiting for the response from Matsueda Jun, Tomatsu Tomoka narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

When I knocked on the office door, I saw Xiaominato Shengzi leaning on the office chair in a daze, looking weak and helpless.

"Teacher, here's the key to the classroom." Jun Matsueda put the key on the table, and the dazed sister teacher came back to her senses.

"Okay." She sat up and stretched. "You can go now. See you next semester."

"Can we see the teacher again next semester?" The girl standing behind Matsueda Jun suddenly poked her head out and asked.

"Hmm... that should be possible, right?" Xiaominato Shengzi looked at the ceiling and thought, "I'll be teaching the liberal arts class next year and will also be the homeroom teacher. It should be no problem for you two to meet me."

"If I'm lucky, I might even become Tomoka or Matsueda's homeroom teacher."

"Then let's all enter the second year of high school together! We'll still be in the same class, and Mr. Kominato will still be our homeroom teacher!" Tomatsu Tomoka smiled at the two of them.

"Matsueda-san also said on the way that she wanted to see Kominato-san again~" The girl blinked playfully.

"Would Songzhi say such a thing?" Xiaominato Shengzi was a little skeptical.

"......Yes."

"Hmm... I understand." She didn't know what she was thinking, but revealed a subtle expression of satisfaction. "Teacher can't decide on such matters, so I can only hope so."

Jun Matsueda stepped into the corridor again and looked at the girl's back. Tomatsu Tomoka's short hair turned orange in the sunset, reminding him of the sweet tangerines he tasted in autumn.