My love options are a bit difficult

Chapter 562 Is this a necessary process as a human being?

If love is just a feeling, then when it is challenged, that feeling quickly dissipates.

Because so many people easily get this feeling in different people, the most common rhetoric for empathy is that I don't have feelings for you anymore.

But true love includes and is not limited to a feeling, it is more of a responsibility, a mutual sacrifice and mutual achievement.

True love must not be a momentary move, but must be a lasting commitment.

Therefore, when Xia Mufeng said that sentence many days ago, Du Yuehua felt a coldness from the bottom of her heart.

This kind of coldness does not mean that the body is soaked by the cold air, but the disappointment born from the heart and falling into the abyss.

Even if no one agreed with his idea at the time, there was no voice to resist.

I want to be reluctant to share, but I am afraid of losing the opportunity completely.

This is probably what other people thought at the time.

The final decision ended in haste.

Du Yuehua didn't know what happened to them in the end, only that the others seemed to be silent.

Silence means acceptance—

But she couldn't accept it.

Therefore, in the eyes of everyone with different expressions, Du Yuehua left the place of right and wrong.

Holding the grievance and silent pain in his heart, he left the hospital silently.

Love is always selfish.

She never thought of herself as a generous person, and she never thought of herself as a stingy person.

But for the thing that can fill her heart, please forgive her that she has no way to give in.

Du Yuehua remembered that she stood at the edge of the corridor for a few minutes after she walked out of the ward, but after that, no figure walked out of it, so the meaning here was obvious.

Only I can't accept it...

This should be a good result for him, right?

She thought silently in her heart.

I spent three days and nights with this complicated mood in my arms.

She tossed and turned at night and had trouble falling asleep, so she woke up at night and went to the backyard dojo to practice swordsmanship until she couldn't lift a finger, and then she could barely sleep for a few hours with her exhaustion.

Although the school has started, she has asked for leave because she cannot live a normal life.

Although the sun rose and set only three times, each time she felt as if she was too slow to breathe.

I have been habitually opening LINE repeatedly at night.

The avatar in the chat box no longer exists, more precisely, there is no trace after deletion.

In fact, I really hope that a new red dot will appear in the friend bar again, but the phone never appears as if there is no signal.

Even if it is refreshed dozens or hundreds of times every day, it does not appear.

She struggled repeatedly with this sense of loss, hesitating whether she should take the initiative again, and at the same time hoping that he would take the initiative.

I don't like the original results, and I can't accept the current results.

Hesitating, struggling, hesitating, indecisive.

This should be the emotion she has been repeating in her heart for the past three days.

In the past, I would rather stare at my phone when chatting late at night than go to the toilet because of a stomachache. I was afraid that there would be no timely reply to a certain message, and now there will be no more.

Things that had already been agreed, turned out to be regrets halfway through.

Hopes and expectations for the future have also completely disappeared.

Life seems to suddenly have no purpose.

That's how it feels to be lost.

Is this a necessary process as a human being?
So painful.

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March NO.12, Saturday.

Du Yuehua pressed the alarm clock on the bedside, and dragged her tired body to get up.

Holding a blue ribbon, he casually tied his hair into a ponytail, picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on, and walked out of the room.

There was no one in the living room.

There was no one in the vestibule.

Ayai and Kenichi both went to the school's cultural festival.

Father and mother are busy with work and haven't come home these days.

It seems that today is also the day of the school festival in Dahe Academy.

Du Yuehua suddenly thought of this, sat on the sofa and took out his mobile phone, and found that many people sent messages to him.

But just glanced at it and turned it off.

Pointless.

Feeling a dull pain in the stomach that had not eaten for two days, Du Yuehua hesitated and still got up and walked to the kitchen.

Cooking is an essential skill for every woman.

She's not really proficient, but she's fine with living.

Open the refrigerator, the cool air from the storage is oncoming, and the cheeks feel a little cold.

After seeing only a few vegetables and two eggs left, she gave up the idea of ​​cooking.

He raised his head and glanced at the other objects in the kitchen, and finally fixed his sight on the half-pack of toast.

Take the two eggs out of the refrigerator and close the refrigerator.

He took off the pink apron hanging from the kitchen wall, the one that Natsume Kaede had once used.

With both hands tied into a bow, the apron is casually worn on the body.

Heat a pan on the stovetop and place two pieces of toast in the heater.

Put some oil in.

Click!

The egg was crushed by Du Yuehua's slender fingers, and she clumsily opened the egg shell, letting the yolk wrapped in the transparent egg liquid flow into the pot.

Zizizi!
After contacting the high-temperature boiling oil, the originally transparent egg liquid quickly coagulated into a milky white block, and at the same time made a small crackling sound.

A few oil stars splattered on the back of her hand.

Du Yuehua moved his hand away to get the shovel expressionlessly, as if he didn't care about the pain at all, as if it didn't hurt much at all.

It was just the skin that was gradually reddening that the oil spots caused the burn.

Although not serious.

Sprinkle some salt on the eggs with fingers.

The golden-yellow poached egg with irregular appearance came out of the pot quickly, and it seemed a little unsightly.

This process was repeated, and two poached eggs were placed on a plate for later use.

Take the warmed toast out of the heater, sandwich the poached egg in it, and squeeze some tomato sauce.

Take a knife and cut it diagonally from the middle, and the two sandwiches are done.

Pour out the used oil in the pot, turn off the stove, add water to the pot, and walk out with the plate in hand.

Sitting in the restaurant, I picked up a piece and took a bite, it wasn't very tasty.

Not even in a convenience store.

Du Yuehua frowned slightly, then quickly finished eating.

After tidying up everything in the kitchen, she didn't plan to spend it at home today, but tidied up again and was ready to go out——

There is a place to go today.

Go out at [-]:[-].

Instead of calling the driver, I walked to take the tram.

Twenty minutes later, Du Yuehua got on the tram, randomly chose a seat where no one was around, and sat down.

Feeling the slight shaking of the tram car, she looked out the window.

The scenery outside the window seemed to have no color, and after watching it for a while, he retracted his gaze.

Du Yuehua closed her eyes slightly, waiting for her destination to arrive.

Last night was also the day to practice kendo until two o'clock. The physical exhaustion had eroded the mental resistance, so even the eyes were silently watching her without noticing it.

(End of this chapter)