Fall in love after simulation

[The ambiguous lies from the girl's mouth are getting more and more outrageous, you pinched her cheeks, stopped her from making up nonsense, and taught her a lesson with a little pain. 】

【Your actions are just in line with the girl's heart. She is happy to have your closeness, and let you, who deliberately didn't touch her cheek before, break the commandment she made. 】

【Looking at her smiling face, you think, maybe from the first time you met again, what the girl longed for was to restore the previous relationship and return to the intimacy of the past. 】

【She imitated the slutty words spoken in TV dramas, and she was not tainted with eroticism or deception. She was like a child who said she was going to climb up to the sky along the rain curtain, and her words were flawless innocence. 】

[The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no tendency to stop for a while, Moyou asks you, do you want to run home hand in hand. 】

【You rejected her proposal, and borrowed two umbrellas from the owner of your shelter from the rain. 】

[In front of the house, the uphill road is not covered by trees or walls, and the wind blowing from the sea makes the roadside stones rattle. You warn Moyou, hold the umbrella firmly in your hand, and don’t be swept away by the wind . 】

【Your reminder erased the possibility of her pretending that the umbrella was blown away by the wind and went under your umbrella. The girl gave you a dissatisfied look and walked to the front. 】

[The umbrella in her hand is very stable, but you are inexperienced, so the wind almost snatched the umbrella away. 】

[When you get home, you take out the easel from the bedroom and put it on the porch. The girl sits behind you, holding a delicate one with a childish face, watching you paint. You painted a garden in the rain. 】

【She ran under the rain curtain on a whim and asked you to draw her in the painting. The rain is damp, but her smiling face is bright. You grabbed her by the mouth and pulled her back to the roof. 】

[Your clothes are all wet, you took a bath one after another and changed into dry clothes. 】

[You feel that the girl today is a little excited, you think, maybe it's because of you, you don't know if it's good or bad, although you already understand that the girl's affection for you is not a straightforward love, but only in academic Among them, in the illusory theory, there is a clear vocabulary of emotion. In reality, emotion is often vague, and it is impossible to give an accurate definition. Vision and memory can also give birth to the idea of ​​staying together forever. 】

[It rained until night. After dinner, the rain subsided a bit, but the thunder became louder. 】

[You are lying on the bed in the bedroom, listening to the rain and thunder outside the window quietly, recalling the girl's movements, words and gestures in your mind, and thinking about how to draw the girl's painting that suddenly inspired you a few days ago. 】

【The door of your bedroom was pushed open, Moyou hugged the pillow and stood by the door, saying that she was afraid of thunder and wanted to sleep next to you. 】

【You rejected her. When you were young, you asked Moyou, a young girl, during a thunderstorm, and the girl's answer was, what is there to be afraid of. 】

[Before you knew it, you had been in Song Island for a month, and your mother sent you a message asking about your recent situation, and you realized that you had passed the recuperation period. 】

【You are going to use time to correct the girl's feelings towards you, to dissolve the sugar coating of the girl's memories, but you failed. The girl's closeness to you has not only not decreased, but has also increased day by day. 】

[The guide you ordered before asked you when to continue the journey. 】

【You hesitated for a long time, reply him, you will go back to Misaki in a week, ready to go. 】

【You have finished painting the sea surface, and the rain in the yard will be finished in a few days. You are going to give one of these two paintings to your colleagues in Sakura Hill, and the other to Moyou as a parting gift. 】

【You decide to tell Moyou the news when the Yuyuan painting is finished. This is your procrastination. 】

【You feel sad because of parting, so you spend more energy on painting, and use colors to smear away your faint sadness. 】

【Your evasion reduced your evasion time, and you finished the painting in only one day. 】

[At the dinner table the next day, you are going to tell Moyou the date of departure. 】

【Before you say it, the girl told you one thing. She said that there is a quiz this Friday, and she needs to concentrate and prepare for this quiz. 】

【So it's hard to say what you said, you don't want to affect the girl's exam because of your own affairs. There are two days until Friday and you want to wait until Saturday. 】

[After Friday, Moyou said that there is a painting competition in Sakura Hill, and next week is the deadline for registration. She has no satisfactory paintings yet, so she must draw satisfactory paintings within this week. 】

【She brought out her previous paintings and asked for your advice. 】

[Although you know from her words that she studied art when she was a child, you are still surprised that she insisted on the path of painting. In your memory, the strongest place of a girl is in the field of knowledge, not the field of art. 】

[You flipped through her paintings and admired her brushstrokes and use of color. You temporarily forgot about leaving because of these surprises. When you think about it, you have already complied with her request to instruct her to draw a painting. Satisfied with the painting. 】

[You had to adjust the date of departure, you apologized to the tour guide and postponed the travel itinerary. 】

[When Moyou was young, you told her family that you wanted to teach her to paint. In fact, you only taught her some basics. The time for girls to start painting is only a handful, and the time is spent on housework, farming and Chat with you on the game. 】

[I have been in Utashima for more than a month, and Moyou only watched you draw, but never painted by herself. 】

[You have a strange feeling in your heart, you have a close relationship with the girl, but your paintings and the girl's paintings seem to be parallel lines. 】

[The girl asked for leave from school to concentrate on painting, and finally handed in her painting the day before the registration deadline. 】

【What she drew was your room. 】

[The blue quilt lay quietly on the bed, covered in the sunlight from the window, the shadow of the bed fell on the floor, covering most of the slippers, only two small toes remained, protruding into the golden light, The water cup, tablet and laptop are placed randomly on the writing table, and a T-shirt is hung on the back of the chair...]

[There is no sign of you in the room, but the quilt is a little messy, the slippers are not neatly placed, the water in the glass, the screens on the tablet and laptop, and the clothes on the back of the chair all reveal your presence. 】

[The name the girl gave to this painting is very straightforward - Yuuki's room. 】

【The day after the painting was finished, you stayed in bed. Previously, you got up early to give advice to the girl. 】

[You thought that the painting instruction had passed, and you would leave this island. 】

[This is your wishful thinking. The girl broke into your room, snatched your quilt, pulled your hand, and dragged you out of bed. 】

[You follow her to the living room in a daze, and a new canvas is covered on the drawing board. 】

【She said that the picture of Yuki's room is not perfect enough, she wants to draw a more beautiful picture. 】

【She didn't say she wants you to stay in Utashima, and you haven't said that you're leaving, but her demeanor, her words and eyes are all trying to keep you. 】

【You postponed the day of leaving again. You think, teaching a girl to paint for another month is to make up for the teacher-student relationship when I was a child. 】

[During the process of teaching the girl, you discovered something. Moyou has no talent for painting. In her paintings, there is no trace of her own style. She is imitating you. 】

【You breathed a sigh of relief, if you were a girl decathlon, you would be scared instead. 】

[Even without that talent, girls can become masters as long as they continue on the road of painting. Most painters have never reached the stage of competing for talent throughout their lives. So you didn't persuade her. 】

[Another month has passed, and you who were about to leave have encountered a new round of incidents, and the awards for the painting competition are about to be completed. 】

[You wait a few more days until the selection results. 】

[The girl's painting won the gold medal, and the place where the award was presented was in the auditorium of the urban art museum. 】

[Looking at the display of the outstanding works of this competition published online, I feel puzzled. 】

[In your opinion, Moyou's painting that won the gold medal lacks some skills compared to the painting that won the silver prize, and is only slightly stronger than the one that won the bronze prize. After all, the girl didn't devote all her time to painting, she learned painting too late, and lacked the guidance of a famous teacher. Being able to paint to this extent by herself is already a gifted talent. 】

【You don't understand why Moyou won the gold award and not the one with the silver award. You think, perhaps because of the preferences of the judges, art is a subjective field, and personal feelings play a huge role. Moyou's paintings are only a little short of those of the Silver Award, and the gap has not widened. It is normal for the judges who like her style to rank higher. 】

[Is that really the case? 】

[You carefully looked at the display of excellent works again, except for the gold and silver award paintings, the other rankings are very fair. 】

[You glance at the names of the two award-winning works, and you have an answer in your heart, which makes you dumbfounded. 】

[Silver Award: Koike Sakura "The Puddle Under the Cherry Tree"; Gold Award: Asagiri Mayu "Yuki's Room". 】

【Staring at the word Yuki for a while, you pinched the bridge of your nose. 】

[Sure enough, a few minutes later, the painter who gave you the key to the studio at the pier called you and asked if you would go to the award ceremony, and asked the middle school students who won this time if they were honored to receive the trophy presented by you. 】

[You agree to come down, and let the other party revise the ranking of the awards, and the one with the silver award will be mentioned as the gold award, and the bronze award will be replaced with the silver award, and so on. 】

[On the awards stage, your appearance surprised all the people in the art circle present, especially the four who won the gold, silver and bronze awards. 】

[The entire auditorium was noisy because of your appearance, and it quieted down after a while. 】

[You awarded medals and trophies to the four, the medals will stay in the art room of their school, and the trophies belong to them. 】

[The girl who was almost awarded the gold medal by Moyou is a senior in high school this year, and her father is one of the few who entertained you when you came to Sakura Hill. 】

[Because of the faint guilt in your heart, you said a few more words to her, praised and pointed out her paintings. 】

[Back home, Moyou is very angry. 】

Memory scenes appear.

After the awards were presented, Moyou handed over the medals to the accompanying teacher, and returned to Utashima with the trophy and Nan Yuxi. Along the way, the girl didn't say a word, but turned her head from time to time, glanced at Nan Youxi, and turned back again.

Nan Youxi didn't care about her little awkwardness, he was thinking about how to mention leaving, and he had delayed for a long time.

When he got home, he sat at the low table in the living room. He wanted to recall his life in Utashima for two months, but he realized something was wrong in this replay.

Leaving aside the previous incidents, let's just talk about painting this time. The girl deliberately concealed the information about her learning to paint.

In the first month of coming to Utashima, he never once saw the girl Huahua. The girl goes home after school every day. It is impossible for her to paint at school. If she doesn't paint at home, where can she get the painting experience and how can she draw gold medals? She deliberately stopped the practice of painting.

He looked at Moyou in the yard, the girl was holding her clothes, the back of her head was facing him, and she walked away quickly.

Why did the girl hide the matter of painting?

This question is easy because the answer is already given.

If Nan Yuxi had known that the girl had learned to paint, she would have started teaching the girl early, and the girl would have drawn works that could be entered in the competition early. That way, he wouldn't stay because of the painting competition.

He also thought about the girl saying that he was his fiancé, the key to the studio by the pier, and the cunning the girl showed during the days when she was with him.

He thought that tonight, the girl would definitely give a new reason.

The yellow sun sank into the ripples of the sea, the sky was completely dark, and the stars were dotted on the black cloth.

Moyou walked out of the kitchen with only a plate in her hand, and she put the porcelain plate in front of Nan Youxi.

"Dinner, eat quickly." She pretended to be indifferent.

Nan Youxi lowered her head, and there was only a palm-sized cucumber on the plate: "It's not bean sprouts, should I be touched?"

Bean Sprouts was known only to two people. Moyou smiled slightly and straightened his face again because of the obscenities born from childhood experiences.

"Because Yuxi talked to that woman for three minutes, and I only talked for 13 seconds, so Yuxi was punished to eat only cucumbers." She was as serious as a judge who read out the verdict.

"What I said to Moyou, add up to the unit of Tian, ​​right?"

"It's different, what I want is the words in the auditorium!"

The girl changed the topic: "However, if Yuxi hugs me, I will forgive Yuxi and cook Yuxi's favorite hamburger meat."

"Then I'll eat cucumber." Nan Youxi picked up the cucumber on the plate and took a bite, the taste was crisp.

"Hmm!" Moyou took a breath, puffed up her cheeks, and stared at the man in front of her.

Nan Youxi turned around, not looking at her.

The girl walked up to him and sat down, leaning her back into his arms, trying to get into his arms forcefully, Nan Youxi moved her butt to the side, the girl couldn't hold back her body, and fell on her back on the floor.

"Cucumber is also good, little puffer fish." Nan Youxi poked the girl's swollen face on the ground with the other end of the cucumber.

"It's not a puffer fish!" The girl exhaled.

She gave up the hug thing, stood up, and stomped into the kitchen to serve the real dinner.

Nan Yuxi picked up a piece of her favorite hamburger meat and put it on the rice.

During the meal, both of them were silent. Nan Youxi was observing Moyou, and Moyou was aware of what Nan Youxi wanted to say, and realized that Nan Youxi knew her intention.

After quickly picking up a bowl of rice, Nan Youxi put down the bowl and chopsticks, ready to say goodbye.

"I……"

"Wait!" Moyou hurriedly put down the bowl, interrupting Nan Youxi's words.

Nan Youxi didn't pause, he continued, "I'm going to leave."

"No!" The girl stood up, her feet hit the low table, the rice bowl shook, and the chopsticks rolled down on the table and then on the floor.

She held the hem of the clothes tightly with both hands, and she said: "It will be my birthday soon, brother must stay here and spend my birthday with me!"

"I will come over on Moyou's birthday." Nan Youxi continued.

"I don't want it!" The girl threw herself to Nan Youxi's side, wrapping her arms around his waist tightly.