Am I being simulated by their love affair?

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Jun Matsue placed his hands on her back and under her legs, lifted his aunt up in his arms, and gently placed her on the wheelchair.

Wang Yuehua twisted her body in the wheelchair, looking quite intrigued. "This is the first time I've ever been carried in a princess carry!"

The woman looked at Mochizuki Haruka, whose expression remained unchanged as she focused on pushing the wheelchair toward the bathroom—she had been carried like this by Matsue countless times when she injured her foot.

The aunt's eyes darted around; it seemed that her niece had gone through quite a lot while she was fast asleep...

When the two returned to the ward, the room was already filled with a group of women dressed as nurses, and Jun Matsueda had already slipped out.

After Mochizuki Haruka appeared, the leading women quickly surrounded her. The girl gave instructions in an orderly manner and finally pushed her aunt in a wheelchair to the bedside.

"We'll check here later. They'll bring the equipment over. I'll be right outside the door. Auntie, just call me if you need anything."

Wang Yuehua looked somewhat surprised, staring at the girl in front of her for a while. "So, Xiaoyao already has such a dignified side..."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, a smile much warmer than the sunlight outside the window.

"After all, I'm the one taking care of you now."

Mochizuki Haruka squeezed the woman's hand again. "After the medical check-up, we'll go home."

"Hmm." Wang Yuehua smiled as well, watching the girl walk towards the door. She thought to herself, "Xiao Yao has indeed matured a lot."

Mochizuki Haruka closed the door and stood outside the ward window, making sure the woman inside could see her at any time. Matsueda Jun, with his back to the girl, continued to observe the zelkova tree downstairs.

The girl watched his retreating figure, recalling her aunt's sighs in the room. Looking back over the past six months, she realized that her aunt had become someone she didn't even recognize.

"It's all your fault." She lifted her little leather shoe and gently kicked the boy's shin.

"What did I do again?" Jun Matsue turned to look at the girl.

On the other side of the glass behind her, the woman, with the help of a nurse, took off her pajamas. The moment a large expanse of skin was revealed, the curtains in the room were drawn.

“It’s all your fault.” Mochizuki Haruka didn’t explain why. “You made me cry so many times, made me kneel in front of you, made me get caught in the rain, and made me catch a fever and a cold.”

"It made me learn to be strong, to lick my wounds alone, and to be tormented by hope, gradually trying to accept it."

"It made me live alone, it made me learn to cook, and it made me travel the world."

"It's all your fault that I went from being a piece of trash to a human."

Matsueda Jun looked helpless. "Then can I apologize to you?"

He turned to look out the window again, and the girl walked to his side, and together they gazed at the hazy flower buds on the slender branches.

"An apology isn't enough. Since you've caused me to end up like this, you should at least make amends for the rest of your life."

"...This is a dream."

Despite being rejected by Jun Matsueda, Haruka Mochizuki still smiled gently.

Perhaps this smile is proof that the girl has become a better human being.

Chapter 269 Dreams You Can't Dream and the Way Home

After the physical examination, the women in white nurse uniforms walked out of the ward one after another.

The young nurses glanced at Jun Matsueda as they passed by, only to be met with a cold glare from Haruka Mochizuki, and could only shrink back, lower their heads, and slink away.

The young lady of the Mochizuki family was standing in front of doctors holding a large stack of forms. Jun Matsueda originally intended to give them some space to talk, but the girl's gaze seemed to be telling him not to leave.

So he had no choice but to stand there and be surrounded by the doctors along with the girl.

"Miss Mochizuki, considering the brainwaves and reflexes..."

If Jun Matsueda had aspired to study medicine, he might have listened more attentively to the conversations around him, but since he didn't intend to pursue a degree in medicine at the University of Tokyo, he simply listened absentmindedly to the melodious sound of Toki no Toki flowing like lake water while glancing out of the ward window.

Wang Yuehua sat on the hospital bed against the wall, looking somewhat bored, much like him. The woman noticed his gaze, blinked, and placed her slender right index finger beside her head.

"Is my head all better?" Matsueda Jun inexplicably understood what she meant. He moved closer to Mochizuki Haruka, looked at the data in her hand, and recalled the conversation that had entered his mind.

Jun Matsue nodded and shook his head at the woman in the ward, indicating that it was difficult to say.

The aunt pursed her lips and pointed to the girl next to the boy, urging him to take a closer look.

Just as Jun Matsue was about to turn his head, he met the gaze of Haruka Mochizuki, who had put down her documents. The girl looked at him, then at the woman pretending to be stupid in the ward.

What are you doing here, making faces at each other?

The doctors who had surrounded the two had left. Jun Matsue shrugged. "Your aunt is waiting for you to tell her the results. She must be tired of staying in bed."

The girl pushed open the door to the ward and placed a stack of reports on the bedside table. "Currently, all the data are improving, but she is not fully recovered yet, and there is still a possibility of sudden coma."

"Does this mean I have to stay in the ward?" The woman put on a pitiful expression, secretly glancing at Jun Matsuoka a few times, hoping he could change his niece's mind.

Mochizuki Haruka hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. "We were planning to take you home today, but you woke up suddenly, a week earlier than the medical team expected."

"Then let's go quickly!" The woman happily threw back the covers. "I'm waiting to go home for dinner!"

"...Do I still have to carry you?" Jun Matsue looked at the woman with her arms outstretched to him. "Why do I feel like you're full of energy now?"

"Matsueda-kun really has no tact," Mochizuki Kaori said, finally displaying a bit of her aristocratic lady's languid air. "A physical exam is really tiring, you know. I'm too exhausted to move."

Jun Matsue glanced at the girl beside him, but she didn't react. So he picked up his aunt and placed her neatly in the wheelchair.

"Let's go!" Wang Yuehua spun her wheelchair towards the sun-drenched hospital room door. "Freedom is right there!"

The girl walked behind her and pushed the wheelchair out the door. "Even after you go home, you still need to take medicine and receive treatment regularly until your aunt is fully recovered."

"Okay, I understand." The aunt seemed a little uncomfortable with her niece taking the lead. "But Xiaoyao, don't forget, I'm the aunt who takes care of you!"

Mochizuki Haruka pushed the woman and the wheelchair into the extended black sedan before noticing the boy walking towards the bicycle behind her.

"what are you up to?"

“Let’s go back to the apartment.” Jun Matsueda took out his keys to unlock the door. “You guys are going home, so I have to go home too, right?”

"I'll bring your bike back to your apartment building later." Mochizuki Haruka pressed down on his bicycle. "Let's go to my place for dinner first."

"Anyway, you won't want anything else, so I'll treat you to a meal as a thank you for your help today."

Did he help in any way? Jun Matsueda recalled that he had only moved the noisy Sleeping Beauty twice.

"What are you doing out there? Hurry up and come in!" Back in her car, Auntie seemed to have regained her former authority, shouting at the two through the car window.

Jun Matsueda had no choice but to put the key back in his pocket. "Remember to take me home after you finish eating."

The black sedan started smoothly and drove towards the Wangyue family's manor, a journey that had been long overdue.

Matsueda Jun and Mochizuki Haruka sat at opposite ends of a long bench, while their aunt lay in the middle, holding her adorable niece, her legs swinging restlessly next to Matsueda Jun.

The girl pushed away the woman who was rubbing against her and radiating pleasure. "What did it feel like when you were unconscious, Auntie? Were you still conscious?"

During the days when her aunt was in a coma, this was what Mochizuki Haruka was most worried about and most curious about. If she knew now that the woman was struggling painfully deep in her consciousness, she would probably be too sad to eat.

"Hmm... how should I put it?" Wang Yuehua fell into thought. "Actually, most of the time I feel like I'm sleeping and don't feel anything. I occasionally have dreams."

"dream?"

The golden cat sitting in the front row poked its head out, yawned, and looked like it had just woken up.

"Hmm." The woman grabbed Jinzhi and pulled her close, tormenting her as a substitute for her niece. "All sorts of dreams."

The car drove towards the setting sun, and the dazzling, dim yellow light gradually painted the street, landing in the back seats and turning the faces of the three people and the cat into the color of a soft-boiled egg yolk.

"My dream of becoming a high school girl again."

"To travel to another world with Haruka and become a magical girl."

"Leave your job at the company, take the money and travel the world to see volcanoes and glaciers."

"Looking at the valleys and hills on the water, the blue sky and white clouds, the dream slowly sinks to the bottom of the water."

"But after having so many dreams, I've come to believe one thing: people can't dream about things they haven't experienced."

"Is that necessarily true?" Jun Matsueda couldn't help but interject. "Didn't you dream about becoming a magical girl?"

"Of course I have my reasons!" Auntie rolled her eyes at him, a hint of natural charm in her eyes, and whispered a few words in the girl's ear.

Mochizuki Haruka's face quickly turned the color of the sunset as she glared at the woman with shame and indignation.

"So..." Wang Yuehua's gaze lingered between the boy and girl, "What is your relationship now?"

"Just friends," Jun Matsueda answered decisively.

"Hmph." Mochizuki Haruka sneered, her tone carrying a hint of cute sarcasm.

"In someone's eyes, anything below lovers is just ordinary friends, and there is absolutely no middle ground."

"So, you're not lovers anymore?" the woman asked disappointedly. "I'm so sad, so sad I'm going to fall asleep again..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Auntie closed her eyes, resting her head on the cat on the seat. The carriage fell silent, with only the sound of the wind whistling outside the half-open window.

"..." The girl grabbed the cat's tail and twirled it in front of the woman's nose, and then the woman, who was pretending to be asleep, started giggling again.

Jun Matsue sighed, "Has your aunt been sleeping too long and has some energy to burn?"

“It seems that’s true.” Mochizuki Haruka nodded seriously. “I will supervise her rehabilitation.”

The cat, which had been pinned down, let out a lazy meow—at least this Golden Week holiday had one more thing to celebrate.

Chapter 270 Beautiful boys are only fit for the strong

So, do people really never dream about things they haven't experienced?

Jun Matsue sat on the lawn and asked the girl next to him a question. Natsumi Imokawa was lost in thought, staring blankly at the students in sports uniforms on the track.

The playground was a tender green in early May. Today was the first day of school after the Golden Week holiday. Perhaps considering everyone's sluggish mood, the school specially arranged physical tests. The students who didn't have to attend classes had more energy on their faces.

After the physical test, the two did not return to the classroom. Jun Matsueda, the class monitor, stayed on the playground in case any special circumstances arose among his classmates. Natsumi Imokawa came over after seeing him sitting by the track.

"It should be true," the girl replied after thinking for a moment. "Dreams are a continuation of reality, after all."

Imokawa Natsumi was wearing a short sports uniform, black shorts that hugged her slightly fleshy thighs, and a white fabric stretched taut by her full breasts under her half-zipped jacket. The weather was getting warmer, and the girl's face was flushed. She raised her arm and used a tissue to wipe the sweat from her forehead after exercising.

"That sounds familiar," the boy said, turning to look at her.

"This is...that...the movie..." The girl's voice was a little hoarse. She picked up the mineral water bottle at her feet and took a sip. The act of swallowing made the mountains on her chest tremble, more shocking than an earthquake.

"...Isn't it a mistake to look for evidence of reality in something as fantastical as movies?"

Matsueda Jun gazed at the distance of the track, while Sakamuro Ken assisted the teacher with physical tests. As a member of the sports club, he didn't have the chance to rest like the two of them.

"No way!" Natsumi Imokawa's voice became more serious as she leaned closer to Jun Matsueda. "There are many truths in movies, and they don't change just because the person who said them actually exists!"

Matsueda Jun looked at the girl who had crawled up in front of him. Large swaths of her fair skin, which was usually hidden, were now exposed and swaying in front of him. Her body temperature was slightly higher than normal, and Matsueda Jun could almost feel the gap between them being gradually filled by the heat of the girl's body.

A sharp whistle suddenly rang out, and a row of girls ran past the two of them, rushing towards the finish line of the fifty-meter race. Imokawa Natsumi seemed to have been brought back to her senses by the sudden commotion and sat back down on the grass.

"Um, I got a little excited, sorry..." The girl's face turned even redder, and she took two more sips of water, trying to cool herself down.

"It's just chatting." Jun Matsueda smiled to show that he didn't mind. "Imokawa, you can relax. I won't laugh at you or anything."

"Yes, I know." Imokawa Natsumi nodded firmly. She was just afraid of saying something wrong and lowering her popularity with the boys.

After all, she doesn't have many friends, and Jun Matsueda is the only one willing to listen to her talk about movies and photography, so she has to cherish him.

"Next group—" Sakamuro Ken's deep voice came, reminding the girl not to remain silent any longer. Imokawa Natsumi drew circles on the grass with her fingers, finally thinking of a suitable topic.

How did Songzhi spend the Golden Week holiday?

“Me?” Jun Matsue began to recall, “I went to Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden to see the cherry blossoms on the first day of my vacation.”

He added, "I was going to invite you, but there are quite a few of us, and I was afraid you would feel uncomfortable."

"It's okay, I went with my mom and dad, and I even took pictures of cherry blossom blizzards!" The girl became excited again. She subconsciously wanted to show him the photos with her camera, but when she patted her chest twice with her right hand, there was nothing there except for the trembling of her breasts.

"Ah, I didn't bring my camera for the physical test today..." She looked so dejected, as if half of her soul had been lost.

"It's okay, you can send it to me later," Jun Matsue comforted the girl.

“Okay…” Natsumi Imokawa nodded. A gunshot rang out in the distance, and the women’s 800-meter team started running.

"Besides cherry blossom viewing, is there anything else you do?" The girl clung to her only topic.

"Um... I also worked a full day."

Matsueda Jun recalled what happened after get off work that day. After having dinner at Mochizuki's house, his aunt had bombarded him with questions about his niece, as if trying to make up for the days he had missed. Mochizuki Haruka, who had been listening in, quickly grew impatient. To prevent her embarrassing past from being exposed any further, the girl promptly arranged for a driver to take him back to his apartment.

Speaking of which, I wonder if the tombstone by the lake is still there. I should have taken a look when I visited Wangyue's house before...

"Pine branch, pine branch." The girl gently shook his body. "Your classmates are coming over."

Matsueda Jun looked up and saw the girls from Class 6 of the second year running on the track. They were about to finish the first lap of the 800 meters, and most of the girls were panting heavily.