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The sky at dusk is a mixture of indigo and madder.
Jiu Huayue stood on the podium of the club building, put down the trumpet in her hand, and looked at the parents who were accompanying their children away from the school playground.
She thought that the feeling of emptiness must come from here.
Today is the last day of the trilateral talks.
Although I knew my parents would not come, I still secretly hoped that my father or mother would come to Otaru for me.
I hope they will listen to what I think and expect in my heart.
But as expected, they still won’t come, right?
too long.
I don't know when I started to feel autistic.
It's like I'm disconnected from the world.
Jiuhuayue had a habit when she was in Tokyo. She liked to walk slowly on Shibuya Pedestrian Street.
She doesn't like shopping, but she likes to join the crowd and follow the flow of the crowd as if to eliminate her own sense of existence.
She feels that she feels lonelier when she is hidden among a crowd than when she is alone. Does this prove that loneliness has nothing to do with the population density around her, but only depends on a person's mental state?
No matter how close you are to others or how much you talk to them, if you don't recognize in your heart that they are of the same kind as you, you will not feel nourished.
——However, even if they are of the same kind, most of them cannot achieve that kind of spiritual closeness.
This unique kind of loneliness makes Jiuhuayue somewhat addictive, yet also a bit painful.
Want to chat with people.
Want to be cared about.
Want to be loved
Jiuhuayue closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She confirmed the time, put the trumpet into its case, put it on her back, went downstairs, and walked towards the classroom of Class 2-A.
It's time for the trilateral talks.
As soon as she walked down the club building and across the playground, she saw a female classmate from the next class in front of her.
She and her father seemed to have just concluded a three-party meeting.
Her father followed her, helping her carry her schoolbag, and together they walked towards the school gate, which was lined with cherry blossoms.
The father and daughter were very close.
Jiuhuayue followed behind.
"If I hadn't come to school once, I wouldn't have known that you've changed so much, Xiao Lian. You've really grown up. What do you want to eat tonight, Xiao Lian?"
"Anything is fine. But, Dad, are you going to cook for me? I don't believe it."
"Hey, don't underestimate your dad!"
The girl is giggling.
"Don't laugh. Otherwise, how do you think your dad managed to win over your mom? She used to love the food I cooked for her. After dating her for a long time, I told her that I wanted us, our child, that is, you, Xiaolian, to always eat the food I cooked. But in recent years, Sapporo's economy has been in recession, and I've been busy working to make money, so I seldom take care of you."
"Dad, you're not feeling guilty, are you?"
"otherwise?"
"Dad, you are working hard to make money!"
"Xiao Lian, taking care of your family and making money are two different things. It is a fact that I spend more energy on energy and take less care of my family."
"Neither my mother nor I have ever blamed you~"
The father laughed and said, "That's why I feel even more guilty, even though I didn't do anything to take care of her."
When Jiu Huayue heard this, she thought: Did her father have similar thoughts?
I'm sorry for not taking care of myself because I was too busy with work.
Even if you just have this idea, it's fine to just say it verbally.
No, he won't have it.
My father never gave me love.
All she has is the glory of being "Nine Flowers" in the past and the desire to constantly pursue this status.
"Please, Xiao Lian! Can you forgive me, your dad?"
"Well, let me ask you first, Dad, did you ask for leave to come to school this time?"
"Yes, I must have asked for leave, otherwise how could I come."
"Why? Why don't you let Mom come?"
"Well the most important reason is definitely to get to know you."
"That's right! Xiao Lian can't forgive you, Dad!"
".I always feel like you are just trying to please me, your dad. How can you forgive me so quickly?"
"What? I'm not mad at you, Dad, but you're still unhappy. So, let's put it this way. I order you to make a fried pork chop dinner for my mom tonight!"
"As ordered!"
"I want a vegetable salad, too!"
"no problem!"
"I want more. Um, Sukiyaki!"
"absolutely okay!"
".Is it too much?"
"It's okay, Xiao Lian, you don't have to worry about me, your dad! Who am I? Your dad!"
The girl covered her mouth and laughed.
The father and daughter drifted further and further apart as they chatted and joked like friends.
Against the backdrop of the setting sun, Jiu Huayue suddenly stopped. She stood there quietly, staring at the backs of the father and daughter in front of her until they disappeared at the end of the school gate.
Jiuhuayue lowered her eyes, then turned around and walked towards the Moon Tower carrying the instrument box in her hand.
*
Ten minutes ago.
Fujii Itsuki sitting in the classroom.
He checked the time. It was six-sixteen.
"Why aren't you coming?"
Because Jiuhuayue had no parents attending the three-party meeting, Fujii Itsuki put her last in the conversation.
He was a little worried about Jiu Huayue, so he called her.
But no one answered.
Fujii Itsuki immediately stood up and prepared to go to the wind band club to find her.
But I didn't expect that as soon as I walked out of the classroom, I saw a tall figure on the playground.
Jiu Huayue stood on the playground. Her black hair was untied, and her sailor suit and pleated skirt swayed gently in the wind. Her back and her long legs were all enveloped by the light of the setting sun.
Fujii Itsuki saw that she had been standing there for a long time.
She kept looking at the couple in front of her. They should be father and daughter.
He is a child from Class D.
Jiuhuayue has been watching them.
Fujii Itsuki couldn't help but sigh.
This child really cares about his parents.
The thin figure under the setting sun is so lonely that it makes people feel distressed.
After the father and daughter left, Jiuhuayue also walked towards the confinement building with her head down.
Seeing this, Fujii Itsuki went back to the classroom and waited.
Three minutes later, Jiuhuayue appeared at the door.
"Teacher Fujii."
"Yeah," Fujii Itsuki nodded and asked, "Why are you more than ten minutes late?"
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"What's wrong? Why don't you come in?"
At this moment, Fujii Itsuki noticed that her gaze fell on the seat directly opposite him on the left - this was the parent's seat, which was empty at the moment.
"After all, there's no point."
Jiuhua Yue took a breath, moved her eyes away from the empty seat, and looked at Fujii Itsuki seriously.
"Why is it meaningless? It also makes sense for you to come here and listen to me." Fujii Itsuki retorted.
"I don't really want to hear it. A three-party meeting is nothing more than you, Mr. Fujii, telling my parents about my performance in school, but my parents don't know anything? Who are you going to tell these things to, Mr. Fujii?"
"Then I'll tell you."
"I know that you want to care about me, Mr. Fujii. But you are not my father."
Fujii Itsuki gestured to her to be at ease and asked her to take a seat first.
Fortunately, this child is not as stubborn as before and listens to what I say to her.
"Teacher Fujii."
"It's okay. There are only two of us in the classroom now. There's no need to be so restrained."