Guangyou opened his mouth again and uttered the only syllable, but failed again.
He couldn't help but doubt himself: "Could it really be because I haven't sincerely used that term of address in so long?"
Indeed, he hadn't genuinely called anyone that title in a long time.
It seems that ever since he left normal society, he has stopped calling out.
"snort."
Guangyou snorted inwardly and said with self-mockery, "I don't even seem to remember that scene."
He was mocking his own ruthlessness; he hadn't shouted for so long that he had even forgotten the image of his last shout.
"Kuangyou, what's wrong?"
Elena could tell that Kōyū seemed troubled. She could also tell that he really wanted to call him by that name, but he seemed to be having some difficulty.
"I haven't called out in a long time, and suddenly I feel a little strange."
Guangyou frowned, reached out and clutched his chest, and said truthfully, "I can't explain it, I feel a tightness in my chest, and I don't know why."
Elena turned to look at Atsushi Miyano, who shook his head and gave her a helpless look.
"Why don't you just stop forcing yourself?"
Although Elena looked somewhat disappointed, she didn't want to see Guangyou troubled by this matter. She just felt a little regretful, since if he couldn't hear it this time, he wouldn't have another chance.
Guangyou didn't say anything, but the slight shaking of his head showed his attitude.
give up?
How could I possibly give up!
Whether this was a dream he imagined or a real supernatural event like a dream visitation, it was a rare opportunity.
The joke circulating online goes like this: You dream that you're being ganged up on, then you wake up in a fright. After calming down for a while, you fall back asleep, but the dream continues. The group of people who were ganging up on you pick up a baseball bat and say to you, "Kid, you dare to come back?"
But Kuang-Yu had never encountered a dream connection before, and he didn't think he would be able to connect with one this time.
Wouldn't it be a shame not to say it now?
Wouldn't that be a losing proposition? Even if he wakes up, he'll be troubled by this for a long time.
The Miyano couple in front of us are just an illusion anyway, so what's there to be afraid of?
"oh…"
Guangyou stopped again, not because he couldn't read it, but because he realized the key point.
He hadn't experienced any interaction from the person he addressed as "that" in a long time.
Simply put, he's just not able to bring his own emotions into the situation.
It may sound exaggerated, but it is true. Kwang-yu really wants to take this experience, which may not even exist, seriously.
This is the first time in his life, the first time in his past life and now, and he also hopes it will be the last.
No, there's no need to hope. Kwangyu is confident about that.
This was the first time in his life, and also the last.
Therefore, he wanted to make the most of this opportunity and didn't want to leave any regrets. So, he ignored Elena's advice and continued to try to overcome his inner emotions.
However, it seems to be somewhat difficult at present.
Sometimes Guangyou feels quite useless, even though it's just a few simple syllables.
Even in Chinese, it would only consist of two pinyin syllables.
Is it complicated?
It's incredibly simple; most people can say this phrase when they're just a few months old.
He used to have this dream before; to be precise, he had it before having this dream.
He can say something as meaningless as a word he keeps on his lips without any reaction.
However, things are different now. The word that comes out of my mouth now is the same as before, but the meaning it contains is completely different.
It was because of the meaning contained in the latter that Guangyou's heart was stirred.
"I probably can't bring myself to call someone by that name because it's been a long time since I've genuinely used it."
Guangyou looked up and told Elena about the problem he had realized.
"sincere…"
Elena repeated those two words, a hint of confusion on her face, but then she understood. She looked at Kwangyu and comforted him, "Kwangyu, are you thinking about your parents?"
"I don't really think about it that way anymore."
Guangyou nodded and then shook his head, his tone revealing nothing about his attitude towards the matter, saying, "It's been a long time, and I haven't thought about it that way since."
He felt truly heartless. The parents who gave birth to him had, after so much time, left him with only scattered fragments of images of that couple in his mind.
Gradually, Guangyou remembered what his parents looked like.
The scenes depicting men were not good; every scene showed the man in a drunken rage.
The clearest scene is when the man attacks the woman.
Guangyou remembers the details clearly. It was clearly a man's problem, but he hit the woman and then cried about how miserable he was.
That night marked the first time Guangyou had ever physically assaulted his biological father…
It seems a bit off-topic, but Guangyou doesn't know why he thought of these memories that were originally hidden deep in his heart.
Guangyou only knew that he had sincerely called that man by his name before, but that man had never taken him seriously.
There are many more fragments of memories like these, but Guangyou is too lazy to recall them anymore.
That woman had once brought him warmth, but because of the man, that period was very short.
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