Chapter 1719: NO.333: Duan Cheng Mountain (Part 2) (Happy New Year's Eve, everyone!)

NO. 333: Duan Cheng Mountain (Part 2) (Happy New Year's Eve, everyone!)

Even if one obtained that easily cut, the response of the shape remembered and imagined in the center.

Even if one saw in the distance the little 'brother' being 'pinched' front and back by Suzi and Sirius, and also saw Chazuo classmate and Aizhi sister quickening their steps to run over, unsure whether they wanted to break the siege or form an alliance.

Truly clever, those deep purple pupils still lacked a bit of the former divine light.

Actually, from a very young age, she was a child who seemed different to adults and those around her.

She would not easily be discouraged, nor easily defeated, nor easily admit loss.

She was a very stubborn child.

Even without having learned the arts of 'display' and 'disguise', she was still visibly a horse-girl full of potential.

To make such a horse-girl admit defeat, one would surely have to fall into a certain kind of desperate situation with no way out and no hope to be found.

You should know, at this point, trying to pull her out again would be very difficult.

An unfirm mind is easily guided, easily infected, and even not easily broken. Conversely, if a firm mind is broken, the opinions and persistence it bears will continue their duty in the fragments, deeply lodged in the hand.

The tighter you clench your fist, the more painful the shards of disappointment become, calling forth equally shattered tears.

Where exactly should one head all the way?

Even if one obtained guidance, one is still stepping forward in complete ignorance, isn't that so?

Relying on the shade to avoid sunlight, the soil also carried a subtropical damp softness, making each step feel like sinking, like being embedded in the soil, and also staining the little sandals meant for the beach with earthy colors and even specks of black that made one unconsciously wrinkle the nose.

What am I doing?

Trying to look far, the vision could not penetrate the dense shade.

Trying to look back, the path behind held only my extremely clumsy footprints, long since unable to find those girls and the figure of whether to call brother or sister.

Thinking that back then I had even ignored their greetings would give me a feeling of 'oh well, already don't want to bother,' but compared to this……

She unconsciously raised her hand and poked the air beside her cheek.

The terminal light screen instantly lit up, displaying those two unchanging lines.

【Three o'clock direction】

【Forest end flowering period abnormal, moving】

What exactly……

Could it be him……

At the moment of stepping forward, not to say certain, at least it was belief; but when passing those people, I lacked the courage to lift my eyes, lacked the confidence to lift my eyes, let alone the result of questioning, which was simply that I had never made eye contact with that 'brother' who had become a bit shorter than me.

At first glance from a distance, the other's expression of not turning their head also made her confidence, which already lacked basis and waned the further she went, waver.

After all, she knew that even without counting the informed party's factor, a brother-like armed mercenary ought to have a not-low spiritual sense, able to perceive others' gazes.

If it were the gaze of an acquaintance, it could even have a special specification in the sense of a 'marker'; this was a basic phenomenon she had learned from source-energy popularization since childhood.

Her memory was also quite good.

Although far from reaching Ludaofu Xiangzheng's level, pure reliance on mental development to achieve absolute memory like those with embedded crystal cores, yet the vast majority of beings enlightened by source-energy still possess superior mental faculties compared to others.

Whether it be the lessons she took as a child, the help she received as a child, or even the various things seen and done along the road by the girl walking now, she remembers them, even recalling many details roughly.

And those two lines, although their content differed, still revealed the same unfriendly attitude as years ago, prompting her to unconsciously step forward in that direction.

Yet she also happened to be unwilling, when passing near those few people, to again cast a confirming glance toward the theoretical sender.

What if he really didn't want to look at me?

She had no doubt whatsoever about the president's judgment that 'he is angry'.

She also had no doubt that the brother would give everyone an evaluation, and that appearing himself the next day in that childlike form were both a direct, abnormal confrontation of everyone's will, interfering with everyone's arguments.

This is already clear evidence that he cannot sit idly by, and can even be called proof of some fact.

He must have realized it……

Realizing that it was I who was pushing from within, realizing my own small actions, realizing that I was relying on willfulness surpassing senior Suzi to make things difficult for him, adding trouble.

Will he understand?

He, who even forgot that most important segment of memory…

He, whose knowledge of his own memory comes only from online information and from squeezing time to meet over the past half year or so, mostly communicating online…… will he forgive me?

Not having shared that most important memory…… what reason could such a self have to expect mutual gaze with him?

And what kind of reunion could one expect?

And what should be said upon meeting?

She does not know.

Perhaps she is merely avoiding, using mechanical actions to distract her attention, gritting her teeth as she walks on the tropical forest floor that she would never step on for the sake of ladyliness and cuteness, walking through this mountain forest.

The forest extends toward the slope; walking on, a gradient appears, and one meets the wind that makes the large leaves rustle.

It is a somewhat dry and hot wind, blowing her gray sideburns, making her face feel itchy, and then she continues to maintain that slightly itchy, somewhat embarrassing, somewhat painful silence as she moves forward; in the midst of not knowing how long she has gone, she gradually sees a patch of abrupt pink at the forest's end.

「…」

At that moment, she unconsciously halted, somewhat not quite believing her own vision.

The cherry blossom's flowering period usually lasts only five to ten days; as early as early March, at the latest it can linger to May, but it is absolutely impossible under the current climate and geographical location of this Okinawa-like archipelago.

However……

The abnormal flowering period… is referring to this……

Cherry blossoms……

Having recalled something, she stepped forward once again.

This time, her steps were slightly more forceful than before, with a faster cadence and longer stride.

She was almost running, not minding the sharpness of the leaves, not minding the sharpness of the branches, and obviously not considering that her low-coverage fabric swimwear offered no skin protection.

At that stage where source-energy training was not yet considered effective for strengthening the body, her steps inevitably gave her arms and thighs some fine, thread-like red wounds, yet she paid no heed, not only because of this slope, but more because of the abruptly appearing blossoms.

In a far‑off, far‑off and childish dream, it was a little princess's exclusive cheering item.

Just like a coincidence, and a person who feels uneasy will always give their all to any coincidence that can hold some hope.

Such effort often only yields self‑comfort, merely increasing boundless emptiness, but this time that effort undoubtedly brought the strongest response.

— she saw a figure.

A figure she previously dared not look at a second time.

When they previously brushed past, he was still engaged in a heated verbal battle with the fierce girls, conversing calmly, as if he intended to stay there a long time, yet he unexpectedly appeared here.

"Indeed, it's been a long time; you don't check the terminal time, and you're reluctant to use the terminal to take a reverse selfie, are you?"

Not even that simple children's swimsuit, but a small boy in another set of summer everyday clothes looked down on her from above, his words seeming to scold the version of himself still with a snot bubble.

"But no matter what, you still came; let this cherry‑tree be your exclusive cheering, so, did you win?"

"That kindergarten's cutest girl selection contest."

"……"

Faced with such a question, the girl who had been standing there for a while couldn't help but raise her hand to support the corner of her eyes that still leaked some light points, smiling and saying: "... that kind of thing."

"\"Ka Lian Jiang is certainly easy to obtain. \""