Trapped in the sunset

They finally decided to go home by walking - although Akashi was against it, but when he looked at the girl's fragility with a hint of stubbornness in her firm eyes, he compromised.

Wei Young tried hard to sort out her still confused thoughts, she had no idea how embarrassing she was biting her lower lip, trembling with cold and trembling.The completely soaked hair was tightly attached to her forehead and neck, and the clothes on her body were also stuck to her skin, and the outline of the underwear under the clothes was clearly printed.

Seeing her like this, Akashi frowned slightly, took off his coat and put it on her body, and Wei Young, who suddenly felt an extra weight on his shoulders, turned his head and saw the red-haired boy wearing a simple short-sleeved sportswear Standing in the rain, an emotion called panic and guilt suddenly appeared in my heart-"Well, I'm sorry, Akashi-kun, for interrupting your practice."

In the car just now, Akashita must have called in the middle of training. . .

Thinking of this, she temporarily pushed away the messy thoughts in her mind—"Because at that time I picked up the phone and pressed the shortcut key casually, I didn't know I got your number, and I'm going to trouble you to come out and find me—" "

"Weiyang,"

Akashi calmly interrupted her apparently confused words: "Quick key?" His number?

"Ah?" She was stunned by Akashi's sudden question and replied a little blankly: "Because I don't know many people, and Akashi-kun is my only acquaintance in Luoshan."

"What number?"

"Number four." She, who has always been shrewd, was ignorant at this moment—and when she realized it, Wei Young hurriedly said: "Well, Akashi-kun, you should go back to practice." Akashi, who has always been stricter with himself than anyone else, You shouldn't be here to accompany her in the rain and send her home.

But after his inexplicable question just now, she finally really calmed down.

"I'll make it up tomorrow." Akashi stared into her eyes and said earnestly: "Now, it's better for you to go home quickly." The biting cold wind blows towards them as if to prove what he said, Wei Young I couldn't help shivering.

The two of them remained silent for the rest of the journey, each immersed in their own thoughts.

The rain that flowed into her eyes stung her eyeballs, and for some reason, the water droplets that were supposed to be cool turned scorching hot when they slid down her cheeks.

The reason for her refusal to call a car is actually very simple.One is to try to wake herself up, and the other is because she didn't return to the deserted home so early after the car accident.

Three, because——

Weep in the rain, and no one will notice.

She wants to cry now, really, really, really.

Perhaps it was because of the sudden decision to come to this unfamiliar country, and the vague sense of loneliness that she hadn't even noticed now had an outlet; The violent emotional ups and downs caused by the feeling; maybe it was the touch of Akashi-kun who reached out to help her when she needed it most; or maybe——

It was crying for the mother who had passed away long ago.

Her mother died in a car accident eight years ago tomorrow.

She hadn't cried for many years, but today she encountered a scene that overlapped with that of many years ago. No matter how strong she was, she was defeated.

It turned out that the wall she had built in her heart was not as strong as she imagined. It turned out that the wall was so fragile.

Her father's evasion, her brother's and her own pretending to be meaningless, and the true helplessness and sadness in her heart all pushed her to the limit.If this accident hadn't happened, perhaps she would still be able to keep smiling through tomorrow.

But as many people have said, in the world, there is no such thing as if not?

Akashi Seijuro walked silently, his stern face showing no trace of emotion.But if someone looked carefully, they would find the indelible softness in the young man's eyes.

Fortunately, Wei Young's home is only 15 minutes away from the scene of the car accident.

Wei Young took out the key and opened the front door, turned her head and said softly, "Come and sit at my house first, Akashi-kun."

"No need." Akashi refused.

"But—" It's still raining.

Akashi raised his hand and stroked the top of her head: "Don't worry, Wei Young, and don't feel guilty. It's my own decision to accompany you in the rain today, and it's none of your business."

Wei Young lowered her head: "...Thank you, Akashi-kun."

Watching the back of the boy walking away, Wei Young closed the door, walked into the bathroom, slowly climbed into the bathtub, and turned on the hot water.

Hot water and mist quickly filled the bathroom, and the girl's slender, still-clothed figure sat under the hood.The room without lights was plunged into darkness as the last ray of light disappeared.

There was no sound, only the "swish, swish" of the water.

That night, there was a dead silence in the silent Haiyinsi's bungalow.

. . .

The knife and fork collided with the plate to make a crisp sound, Weiyang sat in the living room and ate the Western-style breakfast he made.

After sleeping all night, although her eyes were a little red and swollen from crying, she was much calmer.

Yesterday before going to bed, my brother called her again, in order not to worry him, Wei Young didn't tell him anything.

And even if Haiyin Sizhen heard that something was wrong with Wei Young, he thoughtfully didn't ask any further questions, and just told her to go to bed early.

The TV is broadcasting the morning news, but Wei Young regards the anchor's voice as the background music.

But just when she was about to get up to clean up the dishes, the anchor's words fixed her in place——

——"The following news is about the bus crashing into the rider of the plane at the intersection of ** yesterday evening. At about 06:30 yesterday, according to the police investigation, the man surnamed ** was suspected to be Drunk and couldn't see the traffic lights clearly and ran a red light. The bus driver tried to dodge but still hit the motorcyclist. The man surnamed ** fell into a coma due to multiple fractures and severe brain hemorrhage yesterday. He was rescued in the hospital Many hours. The latest news shows that the man died early this morning at 45:[-]. After receiving the news, the man's relatives said..."

Wei Yang couldn't hear a word of the next words.

Her ears were buzzing, and the phrase "defendant died" kept repeating in her ears like a broken tape.

that person. . .died?

Then don't-

——Aren’t you just like your mother?

The anniversary of a mother's death, the death of a stranger.

What flashed in my mind was the face of the red-haired boy from yesterday.

Without even thinking about it, Wei Young picked up her coat and ran towards the school.

Akashita will definitely be there.

In fact, if Wei Young calms down and has extra strength to think, maybe even she herself will be surprised by her subconscious behavior of looking for the boy.When did she become so dependent on him?

They, realize that it's only a few months away, don't they?

Then why, when something happened, the first person she thought of was not her brother, her father, or Tetsuya, but Akashi Seijuro?

Wei Young appeared at the entrance of Luoshan's gymnasium, panting.In the empty gymnasium, the figure of the boy shooting basketball seriously came into view so naturally.

Breathing slowly calmed down, gray eyes fixed on the boy's every move.Hands up, knees bent, jump off, throw into the hoop—all in one go.As time passed by, Wei Young supported the door frame and stood up straight.

The ball played by the boy seemed to be infused with his soul.

So dazzling, so, people want to succumb.

With a sense of oppression like a natural king, fierce and full of majesty.

After Akashi threw the last ball, he turned to look at the person he had been aware of for a long time.

The girl's messy hair blown by the wind from running couldn't resist her rosy cheeks - from the cold wind, from exercise, or some other reason - the girl's eyes looked at him without fear, just like his When she said the words "Even if they are parents, anyone who disobeys me will die".

"Wei Young?" He walked over, slightly bent down and looked at the girl at the same level: "Why are you here?"

The young man's voice was like a tranquilizer, Wei Young looked into his golden and red eyes, and said, "Dead, the motorcycle rider from yesterday."

Akashi understood.He opened his mouth and said something to her - "You sit there and wait for me first, I will come after I change my clothes."

After 10 minutes, the two of them walked aimlessly on the street, and finally came to a park not far away.

Wei Young came to a corner where no one was around, and sat on Qianqiu tied to a branch with a waste tire, swinging once and for all; the boy casually leaned on the tree trunk, waiting for her to speak without saying a word.

Wei Young raised her head, looking at the gray sky through the bare branches, with a small voice, she slowly began to tell the story that she and her brother have endured in silence these years.

"...Did you know, Akashi-kun? Today is the anniversary of my mother's death. Eight years ago today, I was sitting on this kind of tire like I am now, and my brother is just like you, Akashi-kun." Leaning and looking at me. That day, my brother had just finished playing a basketball game with his friends when he received a call from Dad, telling us that he and Mom were on their way to pick us up and asked us to go near the basketball court The park is waiting for them. The park is directly opposite the main road, and the vehicles and pedestrians coming and going can be easily seen."

Wei Young stared at the front without focus——

"We waited for nearly half an hour before we saw our mother standing across from us and waving. Dad followed behind her, smiling childishly at my mother at that time. But—"

Wei Young tightened her hand holding the rope——

"When my mother walked to the middle of the road, a truck drove over. My brother and I watched my mother's eyes widen, my father's hand stretched out, and the sound of the horn sounded in my ears, which I will never forget in my life. Mom He died right in front of us."

In fact, in the middle of the last two sentences, she omitted a lot.

What the mother said before she died, the moment when the mother was knocked away, Wei Young's own screams. . .

"Father was always ashamed afterwards, thinking that everything was his fault." Wei Young smiled bitterly: "He never told us, but my brother and I always knew. He thought it was him who didn't hold Mom back. If he had come to fetch our mother by himself that day, he wouldn’t have died. At the end of the day, the shame he felt was nothing more than survivor guilt.” It was never his fault.As the brother said, so did she.However, my father at that time could not hear anything.

"It's very similar to the plot in the TV series, isn't it?" Wei Young raised her head and asked.

Unexpectedly, Akashi just gently pulled away his smile.

Some self-deprecating, with helplessness.

He says--

"It turns out that we are the same."

Wei Young looked at him puzzled.

He stepped forward and hung the hair hanging around her face behind her ears: "My mother also passed away when I was a child."

It's really ironic. . .From the beginning, he knew that the girl was looking for him because of something on his mind, but after listening willingly, he found that the background of the two of them was actually so similar.

Hearing what he said, Wei Young's smile also showed a self-deprecating meaning similar to his: "It really seems."

But under the self-deprecation of the two, what kind of distressed mood is concealed?

Wei Young stretched out her hand slowly, wrapping her arms around the boy's waist, and buried her face deeply into the boy's warm chest.

The girl's body smelled of a faint floral fragrance, and the soft touch made his heart inexplicably soft.

He gently hugged the girl back with his hands, resting his chin on the top of the girl's hair.

. . .

Sometimes painful memories will become the strongest bond connecting two hearts.

Not all painful memories become future pain.

Not all painful memories bring only tears of despair.

As long as you meet, the companion who can share with you and bear with you, no matter how painful things are, will not become your stumbling block.

. . .Wei Young finally realized this fact after many years.

The author has something to say: Everyone, Happy New Year! ! !

This chapter is very long, isn't it? ! ! ! "Excited"

Just think of it as a New Years gift. (⌒▽⌒)

see you next time~

～Scattered Cherry Pen

2014 1 Month 1 Day.

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