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"Here's your coffee, sir."

"Thank you."

Jiuhuayue looked out the window, and soon, Matsumae Xinchun, who had invited her here to have dessert, also arrived.

Jiu Huayue saw her figure appear from the intersection, and then she pushed the door and entered the dessert shop. Seeing her coming over, Jiu Huayue immediately changed her expression and put on an expression that said "No entry, no strangers allowed" and "I'm angry!"

Matsumae Shinchun, on the other hand, responded with a smile: "I stayed in school today to deal with some class affairs, so I'm a little late. Please forgive me, Xiaoyue."

Jiuhuayue originally wanted to respond, but when she saw the teardrop mole on Matsumae Xinchun's face, she didn't want to agree anymore!

snort!

There was no reason, it was just because when she saw Matsumae Shinchun's teardrop mole, she remembered that she was a shameless little fox!

The little fish-stealing fox!

Jiu Huayue picked up the coffee and took a sip, then asked in a serious manner:

".So, what are you going to talk about when you ask me out this time. Are you going to move out? Yeah, that's good, I agree."

Matsumae Shinchun completely ignored Jiuhuayue's nonsensical mumbling. After ordering a cup of coffee, she folded her hands on her legs and looked down at the dining table, as if she was thinking about something.

In just a moment, the atmosphere she created was filtered with some memories.

"Xiaoyue is the teacher you met on the first day you returned to Otaru, right?"

"Hmm~" Jiu Huayue didn't know why she said that, and replied in a light voice.

"Then I am a teacher who I met later than you, Xiaoyue."

Jiu Huayue quickly restored the atmosphere and asked decisively: "You dragged me here after school just to reminisce with me?"

"Of course not," Matsumae Shinchun continued in a small voice, "I want to tell Xiaoyue about some of my memories. Xiaoyue, are you willing to listen?"

"I don't want to."

"Then what do you want me to do, Xiaoyue?"

Jiu Huayue deliberately said in embarrassment: "Call me sister!"

"elder sister."

Jiuhuayue’s eyes suddenly widened.

Because Matsumae Shinharu really screamed, and her scream sounded very nice!

The voice is gentle, soft and sweet.

It was as if I was really her sister.

"Sister, is it okay now?"

"Cough cough."

Jiuhuayue put down her coffee awkwardly and asked Songqian Xinchun to use the old name again before she agreed, "Okay then, you talk and I listen."

"Ah."

Matsumae Shinchun agreed gently and thought for a moment.

"In fact, I had been staying at home alone before the teacher came. This period of time was undoubtedly the most difficult period for me. Here, both my mind and spirit were tortured by the memories and recollections of the past.

"In order to relieve the pain caused by the car accident, I often missed my mother and read her works. As a result, my anxiety disorder did not get better, and because I often thought about the day my mother left, my condition worsened.

"So I kept looking up my mother's deeds and paying attention to her works. I read them over and over again, actually looking for proof that my mother loved me in the past. I wanted to prove that my mother did not give up on me, and that she did not choose to abandon me."

Matsumae Shinchun said this and chuckled.

"As a result, Xiaoyue, you now know that my mother had actually given up on me a long time ago. I was not a child that my mother cared about."

"."

Jiuhuayue was silent this time.

Is it really that important to be cared for by parents?

If you are an ordinary person, you might hate your parents’ discipline. The answer is of course no.

But as a daughter who never felt any love from her family since childhood, she would definitely answer that it is important, and very important.

"It was this obsession that led to my subsequent car accident and the deaths of my friends. I developed a great fear of the outside world. I didn't like leaving the Matsumae family, and I didn't like to get rid of outsiders.

"Even if the teacher hadn't told me that he was my mother's student that day, I probably wouldn't have cared too much about him. I would have followed the etiquette of our family and dealt with him until the end of the tutoring, and then we would have no more contact."

"."

Jiu Huayue was silent for a while, then looked up at her, "So Xinchun, what you mean by this is that it was the uncle who brought you out of the past?"

"Yes."

"Did the uncle give you a new dependence, so you don't want to let go?"

"Because of my family, I can't let go of the teacher, and I don't want to. Xiaoyue, do you know how I felt when someone said they would never give up on me?"

Jiuhuayue closed her eyes.

Because of what Xinchun said, all she could think about was how hateful he was on the day she first met Fujii Itsuki.

Not only did he scare her with the perverted uncle's words at the station, he was also very tactless and made inappropriate jokes at her without any teacher-like manner.

At first he was not serious at all.

But who could have known that he would help me so much later on? And still treat me so well in life?

Later, when he was bullied by his parents, he fought back for them without hesitation.

Since I was a child, no one has ever helped me when I fought.

The moment he made his move, Jiu Huayue still clearly remembered the feeling of aching in her heart and tears falling down.

So sometimes I get angry at him, but I'm not really angry.

What are you afraid of?

Isn't it because I'm afraid that one day when I act like a little girl, he will get annoyed and really not want to pay attention to me.

What should I do then?

Yes, there are still many days to come, and you can find someone better, but aren’t those who come later actually substitutes for the former?

Jiuhuayue really didn't like this, so she could understand what Matsumae Xinchun said.

"I know, but Xinchun, are you saying this to please me?"

"Well, Xiaoyue can understand it that way."

"Why.?"

"Because I haven't forgotten the friendship between Xiaoyue and me when we were little."

"."

Jiu Huayue didn't say anything again. She lowered her head and stared at her reflection in the coffee cup.

".Xinchun, have you ever been rejected by an uncle?"

"Yes."

".What happened next? How did you do it?"

"I tried to get closer to the teacher, but I was alienated."

“How did you feel at that time?”

"I feel very uncomfortable, as if my heart is empty and I have been staying in a corner where no one cares. I also want to do something very silly to attract the teacher's attention."

picture.

It’s really very similar ideas.

Jiuhuayue sighed inwardly.

That's what she thought when she was rejected.

I have been wondering, what should I do if I am rejected?

How can I let go of this failure when my family is already unhappy?

So she pretended to be completely indifferent, just to get closer to the uncle and get more responses from him, some care that she had never had.

".Well, I admit that you succeeded, Xinchun."

"Xiao Yue acknowledges my existence?"

".Didn't you accept it a long time ago? I am angry, but what can I do? He won't let go."

As Jiuhuayue spoke, she turned her face away and looked away unhappily.

At this time, Matsumae Shinchun happily stretched out her hands and hugged her hands, and Jiuhuayue did not refuse this time.

".Xinchun, did you already know what he thought of me?"

"Well, I knew it earlier."

"What were you thinking at the time?"

"I don't want you to get involved at all, Xiaoyue. Xiaoyue is a vixen who will only seduce the teacher away."

".I don't want you to get involved, Xinchun. In my opinion, you are the vixen."

The two of them were talking insultingly to each other.

Jiuhuayue felt a little awkward, but she noticed that Matsumae Shinchun on the opposite side laughed instead.

For a moment, she even felt that her heart was a little better!

".Let me make it clear first, I have no intention of admitting defeat to you, Xinchun!"

"Xiaoyue, I don't have one either, but I think we can still be good friends."

"Friends again."

"How about going shopping with me tonight, Xiaoyue?"

"What's there to do while shopping?"

“Just shopping.”