Chapter 1723: No. 337: Cannot Be a Lone Star Shining Alone

No. 337: Cannot Be a Lone Star Shining Alone

It turns out it wasn't like that……

In the sunlight approaching noon, unusually bright, I plucked the flower petal at the tip of my nose; Zhen Ji Ling examined it for several seconds, then, in another gust of wind, I raised my head and gazed at the heavy branches swaying slightly in the wind.

Cherry blossoms in profuse clusters, gorgeous to the utmost.

Or perhaps it is an ideal posture.

"If that were the case……"

Tears fell like rain, spreading and blending in that patch of purple, yet outlining her faint smile.

"Will there be a place for me beside my brother?"

"The requirement for a place is somewhat low."

The boy watched her tearful smile; his dark red eyes remained extremely calm.

It also calmed her heart, which had been like a dead pool but was now turbulent and uneasy.

Very embarrassing.

Very shameful.

To forever keep the cute Ka Lian Jiang letting people see her sniffling picture is absolutely something to run from, but before this person she merely lifted her hand to wipe the water at the corner of her eyes, her nasal voice also carrying a hint of helplessness.

"But that is exactly my recent hope."

"I said before, if you can keep shining, even if it means letting Aomo Lindun stop for you, that's not impossible."

It seems quite dissatisfied with the other's conservative pursuit; speaking out, little Aomo is quite radical, having forgotten the previous style of thinking for future smoothness, and that sentence could indeed make the young lady in front skip two beats in her heart.

The one who understands oneself best is still oneself; is that what should be said?

Seems not quite workable.

People lacking self-awareness are far more common than the opposite type, so everyone tends to say the one who knows you best is your rival, not yourself.

But if it were that Umastar, if it were the Umastar who helped me at age four, then it would surely be able to make an objective and fair judgment of my current choice.

That gaze, so calm as to be almost indifferent, when motionless and unwavering, can be read as a kind of focus and resolve.

So……

Perhaps I can also renew my hope for the future.

"However, there is one point that must be declared in advance."

"Saying this at this time really kills the mood!"

"After all, I am not the usual Aomo Lindun in your perception," the confident boy took a few steps, his words continuing,"So I can make a declaration: although I can anchor for you the achievements related to Aomo Lindun, I will not interfere in your conflicts with other horse girls."

In other words……

"You have your own battle," his tone, while calm, still carried a hint of indisputable seriousness, paired with his soft voice adding a subtle contrast,"Do not expect Aomo Lindun to show favoritism therein."

"Just like before?" She slightly bent down, looking at the boy who had walked a few steps toward the other side and then stopped, her face, having completely wiped away tears, truly showed the former playful, cute smile.

"Just like before," the boy replied, turning his head,"How?"

"Will it damage fighting spirit?"

"No~, after all, in Ka Lian Jiang's current eyes, everything is rather unlike before."

"Then you just keep going."

Saying that, little Aomo turned back, took another step, and stepped into the black mist unfolding before him.

"Also don't miss lunch and the care you've overlooked."

"?"

Those words made Zhen Ji Ling, who could already follow the topic's rhythm, startled again. Unconsciously pondering what the overlooked care meant, she caught a glimpse of a discordant dark blue in the corner of her eye.

"Aizhi sister?"

"I… I didn't mean to eavesdrop, is that being too meddlesome?"

Consistently cool and composed, the sort who shows hardly any expression difference even in games, Aimu Zhiji at this moment, in their mutual gaze, revealed obvious embarrassment and helplessness.

"When did you get there?"

"I…… Sister had already found you two hours ago! You just walked silently into this kind of forest, do you think you're safe?! You're even wearing a swimsuit, not even checking what state you've been reduced to! Sister even wanted to rush over several times to help… never mind… in short…"

The scene seemed like a split personality of Aimu Zhiji; after failing to manage her expression, she finally regained her taciturn, soft-spoken demeanor, and the hand she raised pulled out something from the dark red resentment circle……

First-aid kit.

"First treat those wounds on your body."

Even minor scrapes, which would hardly scar under modern medical technology, now look miserable.

Thanks to Aimu Zhiji being a member of the high school team, she likewise never neglected trying, practicing, and developing monster cards; early on she began using them to replace her original personal storage tools, carrying sports drinks, medical kits, soft fluffy dryer #4, and such.

Otherwise she would have had to risk spreading ghost rumors to make her little sister San run an errand to the hotel.

Or perhaps…… uh…… go ask the trainer……

That's a bit too embarrassing and awkward.

Especially when the other's gaze swept over here more than once, clearly noticing my eavesdropping.

Fortunately, it's not needed.

Aimu Zhiji, head down, opened the first-aid kit, finished sorting, then lifted her head, facing the other's gaze, wanting to speak but stopping for a moment: "…I'll handle it for you first."

"Aizhi sister, is what little sister San said true?"

"... Mm."

"Anything else you want to say?"

"……" Aizhi pressed the disinfectant healing spray while remaining silent.

"Aizhi sister has always kept all her care and thoughts bottled up inside; this way I would actually be grateful to little sister San."

"At first I often thought she seemed impatient, always the first to forcibly possess you to speak, completely disregarding your wishes."

Although a simple small wound could be left alone after being disinfected and healed by the spray, Aizhi still took out a roll of bandage and lightly wrapped it.

I want to say it, but it's hard to bring up; however, now our views differ.

Is that so… Aizhi rose slightly and went to treat the wound on her forearm.

I'm thinking now that if it weren't for Meimei Sang speaking up first with that strong insistence, I wonder when Aizhi sister's thoughts would finally be voiced? Maybe they wouldn't have surfaced even after the conversation ended.

…… Aizhi, with a band-aid on, fell silent again, then softly said, "Yeah, that's how it would be."

Aizhi sister's frank admission at times like this is what leaves people uneasy.

But Jiling is the same.

Aizhi lifted her head, holding the spray, and lightly misted near her nose bridge, causing the other person's whole face to slightly scrunch up.

Not cute at all. Aizhi wiped the wound with a small cloth, also wiped the wrinkled skin, then withdrew her hand, looking at the gaze that had turned back to her.

You keep many thoughts to yourself, hide many worries, and just torment yourself like this; you especially need someone to worry about you.

Aizhi sister, do you really not consider me an opponent?

I don't know.

You don't know?

I hope there's a win-win possibility; I don't want to be sad, nor see you like this, but I've had no clue all along," Aimu Zhiji shook her head, withdrew her hand from the final step of treatment, "so I don't know."

That's exactly why we need to help each other more, right?!

Supporting the not-so-prominent biceps, Zhen Jiling said proudly, in that usual lively manner.

Let's re-form the alliance! Aizhi sister, the less we have a clue, the more we need to gather strength!

As long as enough people join, many problems will be readily solved!

Let go of past ulterior motives; this time we should, each on our own path, truly discuss our hopes for the future!