Dream, Cherry and Emerald Traveler

After hanging up the phone, I couldn't stand up for a while.

"...Miss Kazama, don't worry, he is fine and out of danger now, but he needs to be hospitalized for a while..."

"Yes, he asked us not to inform his family, but said we could tell you."

"If you want to come to Egypt, we can provide air tickets at the right time..."

These words circled in my head.

Something is messed up.

Sitting back at the table, I unconsciously stirred the plate of pasta with a fork, cut the pasta and continued to stir, and finally poured the rest of the salad on it and stirred.The whiteness of the sauce and noodles, the greenness of vegetables and the blackness of seaweed gradually blend.

Until the tears rolling down my cheeks added several times the saltiness to the pasta and salad mixture on the plate.

When the voice that was ringing in my ears slipped out of my mouth unconsciously and reached my ears again, I realized that it was a whimper.

Stirring the contents of the plate back and forth with the fork, the hand began to tremble, hitting the plate and making a sound.The scenery reflected in the eyes was also messed up by the tears she shed.

After raising his hand to wipe away the tears vigorously, the tears overflowed again.

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Kakyoin was sitting on a white hospital bed, smiling at me with a face covered in white bandages.

The hanging bangs are blocked by bandages, and they are a little messy because they can't be taken care of at any time like usual.On the lower part of the face that was not covered by bandages was the corners of the lips that were curved, and the soft curvature made it easy to imagine the smile he would have when he opened his eyes.

Stiffly walking into the ward, I opened my mouth, and it took me a long time to come out with a bad opening sentence: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

He raised his finger and pointed to his blindfolded eyes: "Is this? I accidentally got hurt before."

I sat down beside his bed, looked at his face, and felt panicked, with countless accumulated emotions held in my chest, and I felt uncomfortable for a while.

Kakyoin hesitated for a moment: "Are you staring at me?"

"how do you know?"

"Although I was injured and couldn't open my eyes, I felt a strong gaze." He explained in a slightly teasing tone.

"You are not handsome at all, but rather scary, as if you have no eyes."

Facing my deliberate sarcasm, he didn't get angry, and even his smile didn't change: "Scary? Sorry, I scared you."

I opened my mouth, speechless.

In fact, he is not scary at all, he is still very good-looking.

Although it is a bit too much to say so, but his pale face and blindfolded appearance even have a strange sickly beauty.

——Because I couldn't see, I could only sit obediently on the bed, carefully reaching out and groping for the surrounding things, like a fragile lamb just born.

But even though his life was in danger and he suffered such a serious injury, he was still smiling, and every day was even more sunny than when he was in Japan.It seemed that the sunlight behind him had a scorching temperature, finally igniting the vigor and vigor that a teenager should have in him.

This unprecedented transformation made me sit there in a daze, and my nose was a little sore.

After being silent for a while, I calmed down and asked with concern, "Has the fever gone?"

"Well, it's all right, I'm worrying you." The smile on his lips deepened, and his tone was very gentle.

My eyes fixed on his smiling face.

At that moment, the heart beat violently in the chest.The afternoon sun happened to be extremely strong, passing through the slightly open glass window, and falling impartially on the young man's sideburns and brows, outlining his soft and bright side face.

"Are you really okay? Are you... still in pain?" Actually, I had already asked the doctors and nurses of the SPW Foundation for details, but I was still a little worried, so I couldn't help asking.

Kakyoin was not impatient in the face of my questioning, and answered me in a gentle tone: "It's really all right, it doesn't hurt, the bandage can be removed after a while, and it won't affect your vision in the future."

"That's good..." I looked at his complexion carefully, and finally felt relieved.

"Ah, by the way, do you want to eat something? There are a lot of fruits here... Wait, the cherries are mine, others are optional."

Kakyoin suddenly leaned forward a little, and precisely grasped the hand that I stretched out to Cherry.

???

"Hey, you really can't see it, right?" I couldn't help complaining, and retracted my hand unwillingly, and took an apple instead.

"Of course I can't see it." He pointed to the thick bandage on his eyelids, "but I have a special feeling for things I like."

"Then you are awesome." I flattered him.

After that, the gossip went on for a long time before it got down to business.I pressed him about these days, and was thrown into a tizzy by their thrilling adventure.

Facing the stand-in envoys who were chasing and killing them all the way, they were constantly in danger, and many times they would even die if they didn't pay attention.

But even though it was such a dangerous journey, Kakyoin didn't seem to have the slightest fear, and both inside and outside the words revealed the joy that he had never had before.

Especially when he mentioned Jotaro Kujo and Polnareff, his new friends, his tone was like that of a child who encountered very happy things at school and couldn't wait to share them with his family.

In the past, I always felt sorry for his loneliness and depression.Now he finally made like-minded friends, I should be happy for him.But his reaction made me suddenly feel bad.

It was an unprecedented feeling of panic, as if he was gradually moving away from me, and would eventually go somewhere I would never be able to reach.

"...doctors say I'll be able to remove the bandages in a week, hopefully in time for them."

As soon as I came back to my senses, his words poured on my heart like cold water.

I don't know what to say at this time, the breath squeezed out of my lungs is entangled in my throat and I refuse to exhale.

"I……"

He insisted on taking a deep breath, swallowing the breath that was entangled in his throat, and when he was about to exhale it, the words finally came out of his mouth, "You——do you still want to continue chasing them?"

"Of course." He replied without hesitation.

I was silent.

His tone and demeanor both show his determination, which is not something I can shake or change at will.I know that no matter how dangerous the road ahead is, he has decided to risk his life and fight to the end.

"They're waiting for me."

When saying these words, Kakyoin's voice was soft and firm.

I suddenly figured out a truth. People who seem to have a gentle temper are more stubborn and brave than anyone else once they make up their minds.

Looking at him like this, I was a little dazed. At the age of 17, he is obviously still a teenager, but the weight of his words has already made me unable to look at him with the same eyes as before.

This sentence represents not only the blood and loyalty of the youth, but also a kind of deep courage-the courage to face the past and face the danger of life.Shining like a jewel.

Out of selfishness, I certainly don't want to part with him, let alone let him continue this dangerous journey that may never return.

I just hope he recovers well and returns to Japan safely with me.

But I know I can't stop him.

I have no right to stop him.

No one has the right to intervene arbitrarily in what path people choose and what decisions they make.

But ah...

But life is so fragile, even if he is a stand-in messenger, he is still a body of flesh and blood.What's more, he is only 17 years old...

When I thought that he might suffer irreversible damage, and that his young life might disappear like cherry blossoms on the battlefield that I couldn't see, I couldn't breathe well, and the breath I swallowed struggled in my lungs and passed through the blood. The heart seemed to be going out through the sternum.

Kakyoin, Kakyoin, what do you want me to do?

The friendship between friends is the treasure you treasure, and the courage to face the past is the driving force for you to move forward.I am proud of you.

But I am afraid.

Terribly afraid.

Too scared to speak.

Because——you are also a treasure in my heart.I can not lose you.

If all these words and these deep thoughts were poured out here, would he understand?

If I put my hand through the mouth into the trachea, through the lungs, grab the heart, and throw it in front of him clearly, then I should be able to say something to him smoothly, right?

My hands kept shaking.Not sure if it was fear, or pain or sorrow.

"Xiao Xing?" It seemed that my long silence made him a little puzzled, he turned his head and looked over, and called my name.I saw that his face was smeared too softly by the sunlight coming through the window, so soft that it was almost unreal.

Clenched trembling hands together to suppress them.

Even if he wanted to take a deep breath, he was hindered by the struggling breath in his chest, and there was no way to do it.

As if about to bite off something, he insisted on opening his mouth, and first spit out the breath that was struggling in his lungs from the beginning to the end, sucking in fiercely as if to burst his lungs.

And then spit it out into words—

"I like you."

I saw that he moved his lips visibly, but he didn't make a sound right away, as if he was startled and at a loss.

"This... is really amazing." He paused, his voice was a little tense, "Xiao Xing... is he confessing?"

Because his eyes were covered with bandages, I couldn't judge his reaction at the moment through his eyes.

I couldn't hear any joy, nor could I hear any sign of rejection. The whole person was like stepping on a steel wire in midair.Fear and anxiety, as if the next second will fall into the abyss, falling to pieces.

I can't think, and I don't want to hesitate any longer.

"Yes." I made a voice that seemed to leak from my nasal cavity, and said with a helpless wry smile, "I like you, and I have always liked you since a long time ago."

He seemed stunned.

"...Thank you, Xiaoxing."

Something warm slipped down my chin, and only then did I realize that I was crying unconsciously.

Kakyoin fumbled and stretched out his hand, and untied the tightly entangled hands in front of me.Just then, the tears that were rolling down my cheeks fell onto the back of his hand.

He paused slightly as if he had been scalded.

Then, warm fingertips slipped gently between my fingers and gripped my still trembling hand.

He pulled my hand closer to his chest.

I was so moved by his actions that I forgot to cry, and could only stare at him in a daze.

"I'm ashamed to say that I've always boasted that I'm good at coaxing girls, but now I can't think of any beautiful response." He said softly, "So, here... do you feel it?"

"I don't know if this can make you understand my mind."

His words echoed in my ears, and the moving words gradually occupied my brain.

The heat generated by the friction of words imprinted on the chaotic brain, and the sound of the heartbeat under the palm accelerated everything, almost burning my heart.

It took me a while to finally be sure that I wasn't dreaming.

Kakyoin...he really answered my heart.

Still in such a gentle way...

I couldn't help but rushed forward and reached out to hug him tightly.The cheek was pressed against his neck, his breath, and the smell of disinfectant and potion surrounded me all at once.

He paused, hugged me back, and patted my back like coaxing a child.

After a while, my mood finally stabilized a lot, and I was about to say something when I raised my head, but my gaze met his gaze through the front hair.

Obviously he didn't open his eyes at all, and he couldn't see me, but I somehow felt like I was being watched.

He put his hand lightly on my waist, lowered his head, and caught his cheek against mine unexpectedly.My cheeks were already hot, and now they looked like they were going to burn.

I stared closely at his hair and face close at hand. The young man with injured eyes was covered by bandages. A subtle sickly aesthetic.

My heart was beating wildly, and I didn't know where the courage came from. I turned my face slightly and kissed his lips.

Can't think.

His lips are soft.It's so soft that it makes my heart skip a beat.

The hands around her waist tightened suddenly.I was in a bit of pain, and my mind was distracted for an inappropriate moment... Did his strength increase a little?

Immediately my attention was completely taken away by his response.

This is the boy I've loved since I was a kid.I like him very much, I have liked him for many years, and at this moment I finally got his response.

Thinking of the panic and worry when I learned that he decided to run away from home and disappeared after the phone call, as well as the anxiety and anxiety on the way to Egypt when I received the call transferred by the SPW Foundation and learned that he was seriously injured and comatose, my heart was full. The intense joy of regaining what was lost, and the fear of losing him in the next second.

Licking his cheek from the inside with his protruding tongue, he felt a bit sour and sweet in his mouth.It was the smell of leftover cherries.

The buttons of his hospital gown were accidentally torn open by me who was too excited, and when I put my hand down, I touched the warm skin underneath.

The brain was as hot as a paste, and only the sound of each other's breathing and overlapping heartbeats remained in the ears.I hugged him even harder, reached into his clothes with a hand, and groped up his waist.Another hand stroked his chin along the collarbone.

Kakyoin was a little stiff from my touch, he held down my hand, and grabbed my hand like his fingers wrapped it to prevent me from moving.

Only then did I regain some sanity, quickly took my hand back, and apologized softly in shame: "I'm sorry."

Kakyoin was silent for a moment, and I wasn't sure if he felt a little shy too, or was taken aback by my excesses.

Then, I heard him sigh in a subtle tone: "...I didn't expect Xiaoxing to be such an active type."

No, I didn't take the initiative at all, just... I was too excited for a while and couldn't hold back.No, I'm just an ordinary young girl who longs to get in touch with my sweetheart, not some horny slut.

But no matter how you look at it, these words are suspected of sophistry. I couldn't say it after holding back for a long time, so I had to give up and acquiesce.

My eyes fell on the slightly raised curve of his lips, my heart was sweet and sour and resentful, I couldn't help but hug him tightly again, buried my face in his arms and rubbed.