Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

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Xiangzi specifically instructed that Deng be taken good care of, but by the time she entered the barrier, only Miaomeng was left outside.

Chu Hua wasn't comfortable leaving everything to Miao Meng.

I'll only feel at ease if I come and see for myself in person.

The Tale of the Lost: The Lost Child - Chapter 329 Perhaps writing a song would better convey what I want to say.

"Yes, what a coincidence." Chu Hua tilted her head, carefully examining the lamp's expression.

Vulnerable, sensitive, and on the verge of collapse, he was remarkably similar to Xiangzi at a certain point in his life. The only difference was that Xiangzi would put on a brave face, pretending to be normal, while Deng wouldn't. Anyone could understand Deng's expression.

Deng and Xiangzi seem to be two very different people, but in Chuhua's eyes, they are similar in many ways.

Chu Hua turned her head, braced herself against the ground behind her, looked up at the sky, and revealed a nostalgic expression.

It seems like a long time has passed since she and Xiangzi reunited, yet it also seems like only a short time; in reality, it's only been a little over a month.

The sky is still the same sky, but the people on the ground are constantly changing.

"I thought you couldn't see stars in the reed plains, but I didn't expect to see them here. Even though there are lights all around, I was so surprised when I first discovered it..." Chu Hua said subconsciously.

"That's Ursa Major," the lamp said, pointing to the stars in the sky.

Stars, notebooks, all sorts of bandages, cute little stones—probably only these things can make the lamp speak on its own.

“The Little Bear is here…” Chu Hua pointed to another place.

"Polaris." The light pointed overhead.

"The Summer Triangle." Chu Hua drew a triangle nearby.

"Hmm... the Milky Way." The lamp drew a blurry straight line.

In big cities, the Milky Way becomes almost invisible, but it can still be easily distinguished by the Summer Triangle.

"You really like stars." Chu Hua turned her head and looked at the lamp.

"Because there are so many stars." The lamp still tilted its head back. "It's beautiful."

“Such a simple reason,” Chuhua said, “I like it because my mom likes it…”

As Chu Hua spoke, she suddenly remembered the night she and Xiangzi reunited, when they talked about the stars all night long.

"...Oh dear, this conversation seems...so familiar."

The same conversation had occurred almost every time that night they reunited. Afterwards, Xiangzi told her that it was someone else who had spoken to her, but Chuhua didn't believe him until now, when she subconsciously recalled the conversation, and she had no choice but to believe that what Xiangzi had said was true.

After wandering for half a year, the lonely and desolate Xiangzi most wanted to see the person sitting in front of him.

Takamatsu lamp...

Chu Hua let out a long breath and looked at the lamp.

The lamp was still engrossed in counting the stars, completely unaware of Chu Hua's gaze, and didn't even notice that its notebook had fallen to the ground at some point.

"..."

Chu Hua looked at the notebook and the few torn pages.

Those were all things she had written on the lamp, things she was dissatisfied with, things she felt were completely meaningless. In the end, she still couldn't bear to throw them away. She picked the crumpled paper from the trash can, unfolded it, smoothed it out, and tucked it into her notebook.

Chu Hua curiously picked up the scattered papers.

"This is......"

I've never understood, and I can't find a clear definition of what's normal and what's correct.

The world always seems so far away, a place I can never reach.

Even the warm sunshine of spring seems to vanish under the scorching heat of summer...

The font has no sharp edges, it's rounded and cute.

These are casual notes, line by line, not very neat.

“This is… a poem, or perhaps more like lyrics,” Chu Hua said.

"Huh?" Deng withdrew his hand, tilted his head, and several big question marks appeared on his forehead.

She blinked and stared blankly at Chu Hua, like a penguin standing on the beach.

"Is there anything you want to say?" Chu Hua said. "There are so many things I want to say, but I can't express them."

"..." The lamp didn't speak, but her eyes clearly said, "How did you know?"

“There are people you want to be with, but you stop because you’re afraid to speak up; there are people you want to win back, but you miss them because you lack communication; there are people you want to save, but you choose to run away because you can’t speak up.” Chu Hua smiled mysteriously and pressed down the brim of her baseball cap. “Write what you want to say into a song.”

"Write it as...a song?" the lamp murmured.

Chu Hua tucked the paper filled with words back into the notebook and handed it to Deng.

“If you can’t say it out loud, write it down as lyrics. It can express what you want to say better than just words,” she said. “Then, when the person you want to confide in comes back, sing these lyrics, this song that expresses your feelings, to them.”

Chu Hua stood up, straightened the wrinkles in her skirt, and put on the sunglasses clipped to her collar.

"I have to go now, see you next time~"

She waved to the lamp.

“Song…” Deng watched Chu Hua’s departing figure, repeating the words Chu Hua had mentioned.

If I write it as a song, will Aine and the others be able to hear it? Just like back then with Kasuga Kage.

In that case, as long as I wait for Aine to come back, I can write my feelings into lyrics and sing them to her. She will definitely understand my thoughts... Ah!

The lamp's pupils suddenly shrank.

When the person you want to confide in returns, sing these lyrics, this song that expresses your feelings, to them.

Wait until the person you want to confide in returns.

[Wait until they return.]

return?

Where did you come from?

She remembered where she had seen Chu Hua before!

Vague memories surfaced, and the lamp recalled the golden-haired man on the horn, whom he had only met once or twice by chance and who was always by Xiangzi's side—that was Chuhua!

Could it be that her statement before she left... meant she knew where Aine went?!

"and many more!"

Deng hurriedly packed up his notebook and followed Chu Hua's departing figure.

"Wait a moment!"

Chu Hua was just walking, but Deng found that he had to run at full speed to barely close the gap.

"Miss Chuhua, wait a moment!"

As she ran, she shouted Chu Hua's name while clutching her notebook and her backpack, which was on the verge of slipping off with each jolt.

Finally, the distance between herself and Chu Hua was getting closer and closer.

"Ha...ha...Chuhua!" she shouted at the retreating figure with all her might.

But right now.

Beep--!

The piercing sound of horns echoed through the sky.

Only then did Deng realize that she had unknowingly followed Chu Hua across the road, but Chu Hua had already crossed while she was still halfway across, and the traffic light had already turned red.

A car that had just caught the green light rushed towards the light without slowing down at all.

The Lost Tale: The Lost Child: Chapter 330 You Don't Care About Danger, But Someone Does.

Beep--!

Surprisingly, there were very few cars at this intersection, with even the front row having empty spaces. A small truck that had just caught the green light crossed the line without slowing down, and even seemed to be accelerating as it sped towards the light.

In the middle of the zebra crossing, only Deng stood there, bewildered.

The driver belatedly kept honking the horn and slammed on the brakes, the tires screeching against the ground.

The tears of the lights obscured everything except the blinding headlights and the driver's terrified expression.

brake----

Boom!

A gasp rang out around them. The truck driver felt as if his vehicle had crashed into a telephone pole. His head slammed against the steering wheel due to inertia, and the white airbags exploded with a bang.

When he finally came to his senses from the impact and realized the terrible thing he had done, he peeked out to see what he had bumped into...

There was no one left on the zebra crossing.

There seemed to be other people around with their phones, as if they wanted to capture the scene.

Unfortunately, everything happened too fast. By the time the camera turned on, the flashing golden figure had already left with the girl who was almost hit by the small truck.

The only evidence left was a handprint on the front of the truck.

......

"what......"

Princess Chu Hua held Deng in her arms and hid her in a corner where no one would notice. She lay in Chu Hua's arms, still recovering from her shock.

Chu Hua put her down and breathed a sigh of relief.

"You scared me to death." Chu Hua wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

"I...I'm sorry..." Deng weakly stepped aside. "I have something to ask you...I was in such a hurry..."

"..."

Chu Hua took off his sunglasses, folded them, and tucked them into his collar, then looked her up and down with his violet eyes.

Deng was an ordinary person, and a physically weakling at that. Chasing Chu Hua all the way here had almost cost her her life. In addition, she had just been nearly hit by a car, and now she looked like she was still in shock. Her hair was soaked with sweat and stuck in clumps on her forehead.

She held onto her knees, trying her best to inhale air into her lungs with each breath.

"What is it?" Chu Hua asked calmly.

She was a little angry, to be honest.

The light came off so suddenly and irrationally. What if she hadn't seen it? What if she had actually been hit by a car?

There's a limit to how much you should disregard yourself.

"...I want to know where you're going," Deng asked, catching her breath and slightly out of it.

"Why?" Chu Hua was still angry, and her response was short and distant, completely different from her gentleness just now.

"Because... because..."

Under Chu Hua's aura, the lamp appeared even smaller and more timid.

She was subconsciously avoiding it again.

But then I remembered the way Aine and Riki looked at me in that dimly lit room...

This cannot go on.

If you back down... you'll get nothing and won't be able to change the situation.

You have to lift your head.

We must move forward, we must make changes, and we must—convey our true feelings!

Deng raised her head and looked firmly into Chu Hua's eyes.

“Because you know where Aine is, right? You just said, ‘When they come back,’ you know where Aine—and even Suze—is, right!” Lamp clenched her fists and held them to her chest.

Chu Hua was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

“…Yes, I know where she is.” She didn’t choose to hide it, but told Deng everything she knew. “What I need to do now is go to where she is and rescue her and Su Shi.”

"Was it Xiangzi's idea?" Deng thought of Xiangzi almost immediately.