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rain.
It got bigger.
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Chapter 1 A Girl with a Sorrowful Heart Like a Lilac
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"Hello. Is this a card payment or electronic payment?"
With a quick tap on a map app, Su Qing easily found a convenience store.
now.
He had already selected a bento box, some instant noodles, and bread and was about to pay.
"Swipe your card."
Su Qing took out a bank card from her pocket.
Before arriving at the convenience store, he specifically found an ATM to check the balance on his card.
no more, no less.
One hundred million yen.
Talk about it.
Although the islands in this world belong to the mainland.
But it is not as a province.
Instead, it exists as a special administrative region and retains its original currency—the Japanese yen.
Moreover, it seems that it only came under the jurisdiction of the mainland in recent years.
In addition, the Chinese language is too difficult.
This prevented Su Qing from communicating in Chinese.
Fortunately, he has had an extraordinary memory since childhood, so learning languages is very easy for him.
Besides Chinese and English, he also taught himself Japanese, Korean, Russian and other languages.
However, one hundred million yen... this number is a bit strange for Su Qing.
in his mind.
The RMB balance in my bank card before the time travel, converted at a ratio of 1 to 20, seems to be this number.
"Um... sir, is there anything else I can help you with?"
The shop assistant, who had been single for thirty years, noticed that the handsome young man in front of her seemed to be lost in thought.
Although she wanted to keep watching like that.
Out of professional ethics, I held back my saliva and reluctantly offered my reminder.
"No, thank you."
Su Qing gave the female shop assistant a polite smile, then picked up her things, opened her umbrella, and left.
Only the female shop assistant remained, looking infatuated.
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On a swing in a park.
A girl was sitting there.
No umbrella was used.
They did not seek any asylum.
Hundreds of millions of raindrops fell like drops from the center of the sky, then pelted her rather thin body.
The girl, however, seemed oblivious, remaining seated quietly without moving an inch.
A sense of gloom filled the girl's eyes.
It was like an inescapable shadow looming over her life.
With her head bowed low, no one could see the girl's face.
and so.
No one could see the expression on her face.
same.
No one could have imagined it.
It's just like.
No one can truly empathize with you in the same way.
Hesitation.
helpless.
The girl at that moment resembled an abandoned kitten.
She is like the girl in Dai Wangshu's poem, a girl burdened with sorrow and resentment, like a lilac.
[If you don't need me.]
[Then why... did you even give birth to me?]
Shiina Mahiru knew in her heart that she should have stopped having any illusions about that so-called "home" a long time ago.
Wasn't the effort she put in during her childhood enough?
What can be exchanged for?
One failure after another?
But why, why can't I still hold onto this last bit of hope?
Did I...do something wrong?
Shiina Mahiru raised her head blankly.
Rows of water droplets slid down her cheeks like loose pearls.
I can't tell if it's rain or tears.
Her once silky, flaxen hair was now soaked through by the rain, hanging heavily as if it had lost all its vitality.
Shiina Mahiru, however, had no time to care about any of that.
[What should I do next?]
Anyway, nobody needs the real me.
[Isn't that right?]
Do you like rain?
When Mahiru raised her eyes, a sharply defined face suddenly appeared in her line of sight.
[A strange person...]
[Is this some new pickup line?]
Anyway, let him leave as soon as possible...
With her eyes lowered, Su Qing gazed quietly at the girl in front of her.
Long, flaxen-colored hair.
A translucent, milky-white complexion.
Beneath her long, slender eyelashes were a pair of distinctive caramel-colored eyes.
Perhaps because they were in the rain, their eyes, which should have been sparkling, were covered with a layer of mist.
It was hazy and indistinct.
Instead, she lost the vibrancy that a girl of this age should have.
"If you're going to try to strike up a conversation, please leave immediately."
Shiina Mahiru slightly parted her red lips.
Despite using honorifics, the tone of his voice was unexpectedly cold.
The girl's eyes finally regained some color, but they were filled with vigilance and wariness.
The swing ropes swayed slightly, making a soft sound, which quickly dissipated into the rain.
—The girl in front of him gripped the rope even tighter.
"take it easy."
Gentle words brushed past Mahiru's ear, and she involuntarily met Su Qing's eyes.
peaceful
bright.
It was like stars twinkling in the night sky.
Shiina Mahiru fell silent for a moment, unsure of what the person in front of her was up to.
But she had already clenched her fists, ready to fight back and run away if he did anything strange.
As for now, we cannot act rashly.
"If you need, I can take you home."
Su Qing said.
But he didn't really want to take the other person home.
Language communication between people is inherently a process of intentional or unintentional exploration.
If the other party agreed without hesitation, Su Qing wouldn't think it was Tokyo's latest form of "fishing," but she also wouldn't choose to stay any longer.
Even a five-year-old knows to go home when it rains, right?
However, if you are refused, it proves that the other party chose to get wet in the rain for a specific reason.
He didn't care about the reason; he came to the girl on a whim.
Just like finding a starving kitten on the roadside, even if the kitten isn't that cute, Su Qing wouldn't mind treating it to a sausage.
"No need, please leave."
Words that could not be questioned escaped from Shiina Mahiru's lips once again, and then echoed in the wind.
At this moment, Shiina Mahiru already regarded Su Qing as someone who was trying to pick her up or someone with ill intentions.
If the other person doesn't leave after she finishes speaking, she will escape on her own in the next moment.
[It seems it's not because of a particular fondness for getting wet in the rain.]
Su Qing made her judgment in her mind.
That's good. With the prerequisite of "taking you home" in place, things will be easier from here on out.
"Just listen to me say one last thing, then I'll leave, okay?"
He did not become angry or embarrassed.
There was no anger at being misunderstood for good intentions.
Su Qing was very patient, as if she were dealing with a child who had gone astray.
He simply smiled faintly, then took two steps forward under Mahiru's increasingly wary gaze.
There are only two steps.
She was just a little closer to Shiina Mahiru.
Just within his reach, he could touch her.
Compared to Su Qing's calmness and composure, Shiina Mahiru's heart was in her throat.