The bright stars hung in the deep night sky, twinkling and looking quite beautiful.
Beneath the stars lies a bustling city filled with colorful neon lights.
The passersby were all absorbed in their own worlds and didn't notice Guangyou and Xiao Ai standing by the roadside at all.
Even if they noticed, they assumed it was just the usual noise between children and didn't pay much attention.
Some people even thought the two were siblings having a fight, but they didn't pay any attention. If there were people around, they might discuss it, but if no one was around, they would just glance at each other and then continue walking.
They didn't even stop for a moment.
However, Guangyou was completely unaware of the commotion around him at that moment; all he could see was the girl standing a step away from him.
The wind-blown hair partially obscured Ai's face, making it difficult for Kōyū to see her expression...
No, it's not her hair's fault, it's Kōyū's own.
For some reason, Guangyou found that what he saw was a little blurry, and his nose seemed to feel a little sore.
It felt as if a weakly acidic, transparent, colorless liquid was about to spill uncontrollably from my eyes.
Thankfully, it didn't leak out. This slightly salty liquid is quite commendable.
After blinking, Guangyou could see a little more clearly. The girl standing in front of him had her cherry lips slightly pursed, and she stood there gracefully.
The distance between the two was such that they could reach out and hug each other, but Guangyou seemed to see an insurmountable chasm.
Can I hug it myself?
I'm a little unsure, so let's keep watching her, lest we lose sight of her altogether.
Under the neon lights, Guangyou could clearly see that the edges of the girl's cherry lips were already turning white, clearly expressing her inner struggle.
The other eye wasn't obscured by her hair, and Guangyou could see it clearly. In her icy blue eyes, he saw an emotion called evasion, as if the girl didn't want him to understand her.
It's ridiculous. He's been through so much bloodshed before, and he doesn't even flinch when blood splatters all over him.
But now there are no flashing swords, nor whistling bullets.
I was simply illuminated by the colorful neon lights and blown by the slightly chilly evening breeze.
This is a typical city night view at this time of year.
But this ordinary night view made my heart tremble and ache.
It felt as if someone was grabbing his heart and slamming it to the ground.
This is more direct and deeper than the pain of a bullet entering the body.
The latter is physiological, and taking some painkillers can provide some relief, but painkillers are completely useless for the former.
Because the former acts directly on the heart, with each breath, the heart in the chest clenches violently, as if Rong Momo is pricking his heart with a small needle inside his stomach.
This feeling is not unfamiliar; it's a feeling called heartache.
I experienced it many times before I set foot in that dark world.
He even felt a little nostalgic?
How long has it been since I felt this way? Ten years?
He couldn't remember exactly how many years it had been, but it had been a long time.
How about we open a bottle of champagne to celebrate later?
Thinking of this, Guangyou chuckled to himself, realizing how pretentious he was. He'd even prepared champagne; otherwise, he might as well have just hosted a banquet for everyone.
Just then, a slightly chilly evening breeze blew by. Kōyū looked up and observed his surroundings. Japanese characters were everywhere, and he realized that he was in Tokyo.
He thought he was in Siberia.
Guangyou unconsciously tightened his coat; the weather today... was a bit cold.
I don't know where to buy clothes for Xin to wear, the price doesn't matter, he doesn't need any anyway.
Looking into the girl's gradually calming, icy blue eyes, Guangyou suddenly smiled.
He could understand why the girl made that choice, and if he were in her shoes, he would have made the same choice.
So he doesn't blame her. Besides, he's not an older man, so the question itself is invalid and not worth discussing at all.
Of course, he wasn't an old man with all his hair white or even gone.
Long ago, he was in his prime; now, he is in his early twenties.
Given his current age and status, if life is a hundred years, he hasn't even reached one-tenth of that.
It will take a long time...
Looking at Kōyū standing before her, Ai slowly said, "I..."
She had barely finished speaking when Guangyou abruptly interrupted her.
"Ai, shall we go back?" Kōyū said with a smile to the girl standing in front of him, as if he hadn't heard the previous word. "I'll take you home."
The girl didn't move, but simply shook her head and said softly, "Let me answer your question."
Upon hearing this, Guangyou's smile froze. After a moment, he smiled again, nodded, and said, "Go ahead and say it. Actually, the answer doesn't really matter. Anyway, I'm not an old man, so there's no point in discussing it."
When he said this, Guangyou himself didn't even notice that his voice was trembling slightly.
He himself didn't notice it, but Ai caught the slight tremor.
She felt a pang of heartache and regret; why had she said that?
If he hadn't said that, Kōyū wouldn't have asked that question, and then none of what happened would have occurred.
"Let's go somewhere less crowded to talk," Ai said, pointing to a small alleyway by the roadside. "Let's go there, there are too many people here."
“Okay.” Kōyū nodded and raised an eyebrow at Ai. “You can go anywhere you want.”
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