Fear, like a cold tide, flooded Shiraishi's heart again, and his body trembled involuntarily.
"The ambulance came and she was taken in, but she still didn't speak, didn't move, and even... I couldn't feel her breathing..." Shiraishi's voice choked, tears rolled in his eyes, but he forced himself not to let them fall. His heart was filled with endless regret and self-blame, praying that if time could go back, he would do his best to protect Mai.
"Why..." Hexiang's voice was weak and trembling, she stared at Shiraishi with wide eyes, her eyes full of pain and confusion.
"Why didn't you protect her?" Her tears fell again, and her hands weakly beat Shiraishi's knees.
"Why... why..." She repeated this sentence over and over again, as if only in this way could she vent the grief and anger in her heart.
Shiraishi wanted to explain, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't make any sound.
He wanted to say "It would be better if I died", but this sentence was like a thousand-pound stone pressing on his heart, making him unable to speak.
So, he could only silently endure this torment and pain. Time seemed to become slow and long, and every second seemed to pass like a year. He didn't know how he left the hospital, nor how he got back to the apartment. He only remembered that at the entrance, he subconsciously said "I'm back", but there was only cold silence in response.
He squatted on the ground, covering his chest with both hands, as if it was swallowed by a big hole, and the feeling of emptiness surged like a tide.
"Nothing..." Shiraishi muttered to himself, "Nothing can be protected, nothing is left." His voice was full of despair and helplessness. Then he whispered again: "Maybe this is really just a dream...-..."
The scene in front of him, the sound in his ears, and the touch of his skin became so illusory and unreal. He would rather believe that it was just a dream, because only in dreams could he see Mai's carefree smile again.
When he came to his senses, the sky in the west had turned pale. The rising sun illuminated the earth and the haze in his heart. He stood up and walked to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Nasuno while also looking for a little meaning and hope in life...
"...The door is not locked." A voice suddenly sounded, which was particularly clear in the quiet air, neither far nor near, with a sense of unreality. Then, there were footsteps approaching, one big and one small, one fast and one slow, like the rhythm of life, interweaving and echoing in this short corridor, and finally stopped at the entrance of the living room.
"Shiraishi."
"Azusakawa..."
Almost at the same time, two familiar voices awakened Shiraishi's wandering thoughts. He slowly raised his head, and two figures appeared in his sight - Kunimi Yuma and Futaba Rio, his best friends, standing in front of him at this moment, with complex emotions in their eyes.
Yuma saw Shiraishi for the first time,A hint of relief flashed across his face, but was immediately replaced by deep sadness. His mood was too heavy to express in words. Rio stood aside, her eyes revealing deep worry, as if she could see through every struggle in Shiraishi's heart.
"What's wrong?" Shiraishi's voice was a little hollow, as if it came from a distant place, with a hint of confusion.
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Rio replied softly: "We saw the news of the car accident on the news..." Her voice was low and heavy, and every word seemed to carry endless sorrow.
Yu Zhen took over the conversation: "We are very worried and called you many times." His tone was full of concern and anxiety.
Hearing this, Shiraishi's eyes turned involuntarily to the flashing red phone. The message indicator light was as dazzling as a warning light, reminding him of the unheard messages. Nasuno was still quietly enjoying his food, seemingly not caring about it. Shiraishi stood up, walked to the phone, and pressed the play button with his finger.
A mechanical voice sounded in the empty room, reporting the number of messages. The first message was from his father. His voice was calm with a subtle tremor, telling him about the news of Mai's car accident from the TV news and his concern for Shiraishi's current situation. Hana Kaede's voice was interspersed from time to time, and her crying and anxiety made Shiraishi's heart tighten again.
Then came Yukino's message. Her voice was full of disbelief and despair, and every word seemed to be torn out from the bottom of her heart. Her crying gradually became blurred, but the pain was clearly conveyed to Shiraishi's ears.
Then came another message from his father, short and powerful, asking Shiraishi to contact him after hearing the message. He did not ask "Are you okay?" because the unspoken tacit understanding was heavy enough.
The second message was from Rio. Her voice suppressed her emotions, revealing her deep concern for Shiraishi's safety. The third message was from Yuma, and her short words were full of worry and uneasiness for her friend. .
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