After breaking up with the strongest

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☆ 71. Kiss

Kissing

turns out to be such a similarity... Kasuga Haruka said she couldn't tell that the eldest young master likes this kind of tone. Could it be that the script between us is about the boudoir young master and his guardian servant Mary? Everyone respects you, but only the gardener's youngest daughter Mary dares to show her sword... Doesn't this fit into the plot of "Meteor Garden" again?

Gojo Satoru casually placed Haruhi on the edge of the tall round arched lattice window. The unclosed carved glass window was blown open by the wind and creaked behind her.

Kasuga Haruka immediately grabbed the window lattice nervously - there was nothing behind her, and sitting on the window edge like this, she was even a little taller than Gojo Satoru. Although it was only on the second floor, if she fell upside down like this, if she were the wise and powerful swordswoman everyone described, she would probably be able to easily perform a move such as "Kite Flip" or "Ladder Cloud Zong", but The social animal version of Kasuga Haruka has trouble even completing the physical examination for employment - he is a person who has narrowly escaped death, but what if he becomes hemiplegic?

Gojo Satoru raised his head slightly and looked at her with a gentle tone.

"So... did Haruka remember anything?"

Under the deep gaze of those baby blue eyes, Kasuga Haruka even felt a little guilty. She searched hard in her dim memory, but there was nothing there. Of course, there was no memory of Gojo Satoru leaning shyly in her arms and wanting to talk...

It would be better to say that she had no impression of this person at all.

What's more, Kasuga Haruka's memory is actually stable, neat and orderly. As long as she raises her arms, the images of teachers, classmates, friends and impressive passers-by in her memory will goose-stepping out one after another...if it weren't for all the people around the hospital bed when she woke up. Everyone insisted that there was a connection between them in the past, and Megumi Fushiguro also showed photos that were absolutely not fake. She even thought that this was a large-scale reality show or a research topic for social scientists.

But staring into these blue eyes, she suddenly realized there was something wrong with her memory, which was rigorously arranged like the subtitles of an academic paper. In twenty-two years, all the people and things came to her memory like a flood. They have come and gone, but no trace of a truly important person has been left behind. No matter how deep the memory is, the shadows left in the mind are insignificant people. Regardless of whether they are deleted from the memory, it will not affect the trajectory of Kasuga Haruka's life.

They didn't change her, and she didn't try to change for them.

The Greek sage Aristotle once said that humans are social animals, and those who do not participate in social life are either gods or beasts. If Haruka Kasuga is one of those thinkers who thinks "the beast always walks alone", it's okay to say that as an ordinary human being, Haruka Kasuga doesn't have a single person who had an important influence on her life left in her memory. This thing in itself is really weird. .

No, not unimpressed.

The warmed milk cup at night, the long knife handed to the mud, the back figure running away, the train station in the sunset and the fireworks lighting up the sky in the mountain forest at night... countless fragments emerged from the dim memories, piecing together a human figure.