The second volume is the second week!

Ah, but the first volume is very short, please rest assured w

She made a decision today.

Making this decision was the cruelest decision in the ten years of her life as Hiroshi Komori. She separated all the parts that belonged to Hiroshi Komori in this decision.

Or to put it in a more detailed and cruel way, she abandoned herself.

However, even if the pain is like this, she still has to make this decision, take the first step after making the decision, and face all the consequences she will face after making this decision.

Yu Komori looked at the list of contacts on the mobile phone quietly. She stared at it in silence for a long time, looking at the address book that was as short as only two pages over and over again.

These two address books are the list of all the acquaintances belonging to Komori Yu, and also the list of people who have left the most traces in her life in the past ten years.

She casually clicked on the avatar of one of the contacts. The date of the last contact was last week, five days ago, and the last sentence was good night from the other party.

Komori Yu had already gone to bed at that time, but according to the time difference, the other party should be noon.

"...Let's see."

As if someone was whispering softly in her ear, Komori Yu was not surprised or confused, only why there was a second person's voice in her room, she just quietly flipped through the chat records between her and each contact.

But the voice was not discouraged by her ignorance, it continued:

"Distance will create more and more gaps between you. If you don't make a decision, you will be left behind in the end, and you will always be alone with the memories that only you think are important."

"Don't you also feel this. You can't even synchronize time now, one is on the other side of the ocean, and the other is on the other side of the ocean, not to mention that your identities are as different as the distance-you will never There is no way to become a criminal, because of your ridiculous pity and fragility, you will suffer even after inadvertently hurting others-this kind of trash, you should have made a decision long ago, shouldn't you?"

"... "

Komori Yu didn't speak, her fingers stopped on the phone screen.

The voice continued.

"And, you know it, you know it and I know it - being friends with them is already enough for you to satisfy the wish you once made, what are you still not satisfied with? Don't you want to go back? Do you want to give up your home for these friends who are far away from you?"

Komori Yu's fingers trembled slightly.

"Don't be funny, Komori Yu - no, it should be... Lin Yu - how familiar is this name! When you hear this name, you should give up your gregariousness! What do you need in front of me? A cover-up? Your misfit and your loneliness, I know that--and you know I do."

"Come on, make a decision quickly, Lin Yu, do you choose to stay in this future with only you alone guarding those memories in this world, or go back to the home you should belong to?"

Komori Yu sighed, she pressed the lock screen button, as if she had completely given up on something, she gently responded to the voice: "I have made a decision, you know that, don't you?"

"... good boy."

The voice became low and hoarse, as if she had cried in silence, it was hoarse and gentle, and it tore all her wounds with blood scabs in an ungentle way.

"Good boy, Yu Lin, Yu Komori... yes, I see, you made the right decision. We should have left a long time ago, we should have left ten years ago - but it's okay, my good boy, It's not too late now."

The voice laughed, "Just treat these ten years as an overly long dream, and we will go back soon. Although you can't get understood anywhere, and you can't fully blend in with the crowd, at least in our world you are more than have them."

"...I don't expect anyone to understand me for a long time." Komori Yu said.

She took a deep breath, as if about to do something, her voice suddenly disappeared, as if she became quiet, waiting to see what she was about to do.

Komori Yu clenched the phone tightly, she closed her eyes, and then——

boom!

The phone fell to the ground, and the screen and the back screen were torn apart, together with the chat records of her and her friends and their contact information, all shattered.

She stared at the wreckage of the mobile phone for a long time, breathing quickly, letting the tears slide down her eyes, and finally burst into tears.

She cried for a long time, silently, the light outside the window dimmed from sunlight to moonlight, and she stopped crying, leaning against the wall in a trance and numbly, closing her eyes in silence.

However, she didn't speak, it didn't mean the room was quiet.

The voice appeared again, in her ears, and seemed to appear in the room again.

"You shouldn't stop, it's not over, Lin Yu, you shouldn't stop! Before we leave, we have to say goodbye-everyone should say goodbye before leaving, this is the etiquette of being a human being!"

"... "

"Of course they didn't say goodbye before they left, they didn't even tell you they were gone until they got to Italy, and Kyoko... and Kyoko and Haru had their farewell meal before they left - only you were cut off Those who are outside, my poor boy, you are not taken seriously wherever you are."

"... "

"But there is no problem. They should have a good relationship and close feelings. Their stories should not have you in the first place. How can you, an outsider, get the same feelings."

Sound is everywhere.

Its words were like a knife cutting through her brain and tearing at her heart. She took a deep breath, her consciousness was fuzzy and sinking.

"...So, go home, Lin Yu——The name Komori Yu is fake, so the experiences and memories belonging to Komori Yu are also fake, so that you will no longer suffer."

Yu Komori opened her eyes and struggled to throw the vase forward with what little strength she had left. The vase hit the wall and shattered into countless pieces.

"enough."

she says.

"Are you angry, or because I hit the mark and became ashamed..."

"I've said enough!"

Komori Yu threw out all the things that could be thrown out at hand. The glass scratched her finger, and the blood kept flowing out, but she didn't notice it.

An act of madness like this can hurt that voice, stop that voice from continuing to speak as sharp as a knife.

The voice sneered.

It wasn't until Yu Komori was leaning against the wall exhausted, in a mess, that it made a sound again, as if mocking.

"...How could you hurt your own truth?"

The voice said, "Go and say goodbye, Lin Yu, and take the first step."

She is leaving the city tomorrow.

Komori Yu thought in confusion.

Leaving the city that has carried all her memories of being Hiroshi Komori so far, and going to the place she really should return to.

But now, she needs to say goodbye.

She lay on the bed, staring at the blank ceiling in a daze for a long time before she braced herself and slowly got up from the bed.

Komori Yu deliberately put on makeup to cover up the traces of crying. She changed her home clothes, she put on a coat over her long skirt, picked up the gift she bought yesterday, and walked out the door in the direction she had already planned.

Her house is very close to the house of the person she needs to say goodbye to, and it seems that in the blink of an eye, the house number with "Sawada House" has appeared in front of her eyes.Komori Yu hesitated at the door, seeing the familiar house number, those dusty memories would always drill out without the owner's consent.

During her middle school, she would pass by this door twice a day, with them, and after this door, they had various memories with her.

The wound scratched by the glass just now stung, Komori Yu suddenly broke free from the memories, she pressed the doorbell, and completely sealed all the regrets including the memories in the deepest part.

It seemed that the voice sneered again, but the sound of the door being opened overwhelmed the sneer in her ears.Komori Yu raised his head and laughed, and looked at the people inside the door.

"Aunt Nana."

she says.

Yu Komori was sitting on the sofa at Sawada's house, and there was a gift she brought on one side of the table. Her movements were a little cautious, but when her eyes swept over Nana Sawada, she was still unconsciously gentle and relaxed.

"…yes?"

After hearing her words, Nana Sawada expressed a bit of reluctance, "Xiaoyu is leaving too."

……what.

Yu Komori held down the voice that kept screaming in her ear, smiled gently and calmly on his face, and explained in a gentle manner according to the reason she expected.

"Because I haven't been inspired recently, and I don't know how to write new works, the seniors of the magazine suggested that I go out more and go to new places to find inspiration."

She said, "Otherwise the editor will come to the door and cry again on the deadline next month."

"That's right." Nana Sawada's expression of reluctance subsided a little, but what followed was worry, "Work is important and you should also pay attention to your body, Xiaoyu should really go out for a walk, since Ganga and the others left I have never seen you leave Bingsheng, Xiaoyu."

The expression on Komori Yu's face froze for a moment, she concealed the stiffness without any trace, rubbed the wound on her little finger, and continued to speak in her rhythm peacefully:

"Aunt Nana also knows that I am afraid of trouble, and after I started drawing manga, I have to draw storyboards every day, so I don't have much time to go out."

"Then take this opportunity to relax more! After all, it's a vacation with great difficulty." Sawada Nana said.

She asked: "When will Xiaoyu come back? Ah Gang and the others said that they will go home for a week next month. You haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"

"..."

Komori Yu was silent for a moment.

She didn't know that Tsunayoshi Sawada and the others were coming back next week. None of them told her, and the voice in her ear took this opportunity to escape her neglect, and said those hurtful words loudly.

Her face turned pale, Nana Sawada called her twice in doubt before she woke up from her daze.

"Maybe..." Her throat was rough, "It's not a coincidence this time, the trip should end at the end of next month."

Afterwards, Sawada Nana said that Komori Yu could not remember clearly, and her ears were full of sarcasm and ridicule. If she was not the best at hiding her abnormality, she might start to suffer uncontrollably when she was at Sawada's house, and then Or throw something.

She talked to Nana Sawada about other things, and heard what she said about Iemitsu Sawada coming back this morning, and then hurriedly escaped from the house with countless good memories by saying that she had to pack her luggage. out.

Komori Yu returned to his room, locked the door with trembling hands, and leaned his back against the door, panting deeply.

"...Liars! See! Liars! You are all liars! You lied and they broke your oath to be friends!"

She fell to the ground, as if she didn't feel any pain, she dropped her hands powerlessly into the fragments of the broken vase—or possibly a cup—the blood flowed along the wound on the transparent glass, but she really There was no strength to move it away.

Anyway, it couldn't be worse than her headache.

The screaming of the voice seemed endless, and Komori Yu gave in helplessly to the end: "I will leave here tomorrow, and they have no obligation to tell me."

After she finished speaking, she no longer cared about the violent reaction of her voice. She dragged her body to take a bath, quickly bandaged the wound on her hand, and fell asleep on the bed.

She is tired enough.

Whether it is physically or mentally, if this trip is eternal sleep, then she will be extremely grateful to the gods.

A night without dreams.

When Komori Yu woke up again, only her room was finally quiet.The voice disappeared, or it may be that the voice just didn't speak, and was watching, waiting for the next appearance.

She washed up briefly, bandaged the wound on her hands again, and packed the luggage in the house——she just realized that the things she could take away from the house she had lived in for ten years were pitifully small. Two suitcases are packed.

Komori Yu took a deep breath and locked the door. She looked back at the direction of Bingsheng Middle School for the last time, and got into the taxi that was about to leave Bingsheng without hesitation.

"—See you soon, Yuu Komori."

The voice that had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.

Yu Komori narrowed his eyes and responded with a nasal voice.

Then--

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