Chapter 220: Her White Moonlight

Chapter 220: Chapter 220: Her White Moonlight

If speaking of love, from a long time ago, Ichiko would tell herself, even hypnotize herself.

—I’m just pretending to like Haruko.

With this, she could comply with and placate her yandere.

Before, she only thought that doing so could calm Haruko’s emotions, and then treat her illness.

It wasn’t until now, until Haruko had passed away, that she understood that the girl with long brown hair had always wanted to get rid of this "pretended" love.

As long as she gave her this, perhaps her yandere could be treated.

And just as Wai Feng said, fill her missing sense of security, and such a yandere would only be left with normalcy and docility.

Why didn’t she think of those things before?

Was it because the pressure was too great?

Or because the concept of gender was difficult to accept?

"Whew~"

Ichiko let out a breath, shaking her head to shake off the jumbled thoughts in her mind.

She also didn’t understand what true love was, but overall, when she was by Haruko’s side, and she wasn’t being a yandere, she really liked, cared about, and enjoyed it.

Let’s just consider that feeling as liking for now.

Although this liking was late, it was better than doing nothing.

Perhaps when she falls asleep and dreams in the future, or sees Haruko after death, she can say to her that she once liked her too.

Pushing down the painful, confused, and heavy matters, she recalled those beautiful and relaxing things.

As her thoughts cleared, Ichiko also felt much lighter.

Even though her body was still extremely tired, as if it could collapse at any moment.

But the cold wind on her face, and the recovery of her mental state, made her facial expression no longer so numb.

Looking up at Wai Feng again, this big boy didn’t know when he had squatted down on the ground, constantly drawing circles in the snow with a wine bottle.

He didn’t even notice that his clothes and hair were covered in white frost.

Ichiko awkwardly touched her face, "Um, we just met for the first time, and it’s impossible for us to be together, right? You’re a good person, so I think even if you’re heartbroken this time, you will definitely meet someone better."

Wai Feng stood up, looking at Ichiko with a wronged expression, "Even if you refuse, please don’t give me a ’good person card’, okay?"

"So... don’t jump into the river, okay?"

"You’ve ruined the atmosphere for me to jump into the river!"

"Then you’re not jumping?"

"Not jumping!"

Wai Feng grabbed the beer bottle, wanting to throw it into the river to vent, but after thinking that littering wasn’t good, he held back.

He looked at Ichiko, wanting to say something else, but bit his lip, "Tell me, will I still meet a girl like you?"

"Uh... what aspect of me are you referring to?"

"Just that kind of feeling, like moonlight."

When Ichiko heard this question, Haruko’s figure immediately flashed in her mind, and she nodded gently and slowly.

Then she nodded heavily again, "Don’t worry, you definitely will."

Perhaps someone’s White Moonlight is her.

But she also has her own White Moonlight.

Everyone has the possibility of meeting their own White Moonlight.

Wai Feng let out a long breath, and a smile gradually appeared on his face in the darkness.

It turned out that there were plenty of girls in this world who were better and more beautiful than his ex-girlfriend, and he might really meet someone better.

He put his hands on his hips and spoke cheerfully, "I’ll give you face, I won’t jump into the river, but can you tell me your name?"

"Ichiko."

The wind blew, passing with a "whoosh", and while it rustled her hair, it also carried away her voice.

"Also, please don’t say things like you like me in the future. The person I like will be angry if they hear it."

She waved her hand, and after confirming that Wai Feng wouldn’t jump into the river, she turned and left.

Her graceful silhouette, accompanied by the dim streetlights, was gradually covered by the wind and snow. Wai Feng stood in place, sighing and rubbing his ears.

"Speaking of which, what was the name she just said? The wind was too strong, I didn’t hear clearly, it seemed to be Ichiko? Su Tou? Xia Tao?"

"Such a beautiful girl, and I didn’t hear her name clearly... Wait a minute, was she just scolding me as ’xia tou’ (lame/uncool)?"

...

Bidding farewell to the young man she met who was about to jump into the river, Ichiko still walked in the wind and snow, but this time she was no longer confused, but walked resolutely towards Haruko’s house.

"I wonder if Nana is still there. If she is, I’ll apologize to her."

But continuing to walk in the snow so late, Ichiko couldn’t help but worry about her health.

It wasn’t until she returned to the entrance of the residential area that her heart became nervous again.

Her mind kept pondering what to do if she faced Emi again.

Fortunately, Emi was not waiting there.

She walked under the security booth, shook off the water on her body, and took out her phone.

"Hello, is that Inari?"

"It’s me. You sound like you’re feeling better?"

Hearing the concern, Ichiko was stunned for a moment, "I’ve figured out some things related to Haruko. I’m fine, but there’s something that might trouble you again."

Inari said, "Just say it. Haven’t you guys troubled me enough? When you’re fully recovered, just treat me to a meal."

Ichiko responded, "Mm-hmm, it’s like this, do you remember Emi, the little girl who sent me to my dorm to keep watch before?"

"I remember. What about her?"

"She found out that Haruko had died from somewhere. She was saved by Haruko before, and her feelings for Haruko are a bit deep, so she came to find me half an hour ago."

"We... we had a quarrel, and now she has left Haruko’s house and doesn’t know where she went. I might need your help to find her. I’m a little worried that something might happen to her."

Although Emi was an adult, her small body, long-term malnourished, still made Ichiko subconsciously treat her as a child.

It was late at night, snowing heavily, and she also knew about Haruko’s death.

Thinking about her own state in the few days after Haruko’s departure, Ichiko couldn’t help but feel anxious.

Soon, Inari’s helpless but deeply trustworthy voice came from the phone, "She was still near your house half an hour ago, right? Got it, I’ll send someone to look for her immediately."

"Mm-hmm, thank you."

Ichiko hung up the phone, originally wanting to turn around and go home, but the unease and guilt in her heart couldn’t dissipate.

Without hesitation, she turned around and walked towards the heavy snow again.

Fortunately, she had only been searching in the snow for less than half an hour when Inari called and said he saw Emi near the Hospital.

The little one had run to see Haruko’s body again.

Completely relieved, Ichiko finally returned to the residential area.

After taking the elevator to her doorstep, the pain and guilt that had briefly subsided rose again in her heart.

Before, she was just escaping, thinking that as long as she didn’t think about those things, nothing would happen.

But now, facing and recalling Haruko’s cuteness, she couldn’t escape the pain of those scenes during her pathological state.

Until the door opened.

Before Ichiko’s pain could even fully brew, she saw the lights on inside, and a tabby cat was carrying an unfamiliar straw doll, swinging it back and forth.

The moment her gaze fell upon it, Ichiko had a feeling.

This straw doll also seemed to be looking at her.

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