I will eventually become the king of Shura Field

Disappointment to my mother, hesitation about the future, and powerlessness to self.

Then the surprise at the banquet turned into expectation and joy.

Huge fluctuations in emotions in a short period of time can make people very tired.

But Sakura experienced it more than once.

So she leaned in his arms, enjoying the peace and warmth without pressure.

In this way, fell asleep in the breeze and his whispers.

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ps: ...Unexpectedly, I was despised by you guys, ohhh, when I was writing on another website before, I had already been shut down at this level, so I hid my driving skills, ohhh.

Chapter 29: Become a cherry blossom!

Makoto Jingu patted her back lightly, as if to lure a child to sleep.

Staring down at her sleeping face, there are still tears left in her eyes.

Looking at it, Jingu Makoto smiled unconsciously.

pretty good.

He never wanted to be the savior, because he knew deeply that saving a person or something was really exhausting.

But he was very happy, even if his efforts were just to get Sakura out of the unbearable misery a little bit, he felt a different kind of satisfaction.

At the same time, he also felt the invisible pressure on his shoulders.

Because he thought of another girl who was equally pitiful and worthy of pity: Gui Yanye.

According to the current situation, even a normal person can see it.

If there are no accidents, the two women are afraid that they will be secretive to him, they only have to come to the door and bravely reveal their hearts.

But yesterday morning, Yan Ye's actions had already quietly launched a new attack.

Presumably she would not be reconciled to wandering between ambiguity and familiarity like this again.

The next question that troubles Makoto Jingong most is how to deal with the relationship between the two women.

With a little carelessness, all his previous efforts will be in vain: the two women will definitely enter a more closed world of themselves.

Phoo~

Sometimes he envied those dignified scumbags, who were just sultry and never responsible.

No wonder they choose to talk about the kidneys and not the heart, and if they choose to be responsible, the pressure is extremely scary.

But unfortunately, Makoto Jingu is a possessive character.

He never denied the selfishness of his character, either he didn't want it or he wanted it all.

This is a philosophy he has always implemented to the end.

So it is impossible to choose one or the other.

Of course, he has to do all the pressure and responsibility behind it!

If possible, he hoped from the bottom of his heart that no matter whether Gui Yanye or Sakura, they would be happy and full of laughter every day in the future.

Thinking about it, Jingu Makoto let out a light sigh.

When the boat reaches the bridge head, it is naturally straight, and there must be a way to the mountain.

At this time, too much hesitation is of no use, he can only make sure that they are happy as much as possible.

"I hope you don't blame me, Sakura..."

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked her little face, as if stroking a piece of warm jade.

Immediately, he lowered his head slightly, leaving a kiss on her forehead like a dragonfly.

Suddenly, Ying opened her eyes slowly.

The two looked at each other, Sakura's small eyes were a little narrow, as if she was saying: Senior, I caught you.

Jingu Makoto smiled, without feeling embarrassed or ashamed, and said naturally:

"Woke up?"

Sakura rubbed against him in his arms, a little bit coquettish, and even her voice became soft.

"Ok."

"Time is almost here," Jingu Makoto looked up in the direction of the banquet.

"The scene is over there. Your mother is probably still waiting for you to go back."

Ying frowned, buried her head in his arms, and said: "Actually, if I don't go back tonight, she will be happier."

The shrine is truly silent.

Ying said again: "Senior, am I really bad?"

"My mother doesn't seem to like me very much, and so does my grandmother. Even my brother is a bit repellent to me."

"I wonder if there is something I haven't done well enough, so they hate me."

This tender moment also touched the soft underbelly of Tosaka Sakura's heart.

She tried, sharing her vulnerability to Makoto Jingong.

Jingu Makoto was also keenly aware of Sakura's mood at this time.

As I said before, if a girl opens her heart to you and talks about her private affairs, it means that you have an extraordinary place in her heart.

And the feelings between men and women often progress by leaps and bounds in this time of talking and comforting.

Jingu Makoto was still a bit distressed before, how can he become someone Sakura can trust and rely on.

It should be now.

The degree of intimacy between the two is such that kiss has kissed more than once.

Under the guidance of Makoto Jingu, Sakura even tried various shameful gestures such as deep kisses and French wet kisses.

If Sakura is still wary of him, it is absolutely impossible to be willing.

Caressing her hair, Jingu Makoto shook his head and said, "Why do you have this idea, Sakura?"

"Others don't like you because they didn't do well or something."

"This kind of thinking is too one-sided."

Sakura squeezed his hand and whispered: "Why is that..."

"Why... no matter how hard I try, I can't get my mother's approval."

"It's the same in school, I... I failed so much that I don't even have friends."

Jingu Makoto patiently opened it.

"Ying, I probably know a little bit about your family situation."

"Actually, I don't need to explain why, Sakura, you know it yourself."

"You just don't want to face it, you dare not admit that that is the answer."

Tosaka Sakura was silent for a moment.

She... how could she really not know.

It is precisely because she has always known that she is trying her best to please her mother.

I am just a tool.

One thing, the tool to revive the Tosaka family.

"Sakura, it's not your fault, you know?"

Makoto Jingu said seriously: "There are some things you can't change, and you can't control some people's ideas.

"But I don't think you should give up on yourself. Those thoughts that you are useless, let them go to hell."

"Remember what I told you before?"

"What you have to care about is your own thoughts."

"You are great, Sakura, you must always keep in mind that you are excellent, you are a unique existence in this world."

The little hand he held in his palm grew harder.

So much so that Makoto Jingu felt a little pain.

Tosaka Sakura raised her head, tears flickering in her eyes: "Senior, do you think so?"

Makoto Jingu nodded without hesitation: "Of course!"

"Self troubles are the most difficult to get rid of."

"My preaching may be just ordinary comfort, no practical use."

"But I want to tell you, no matter what, I will be by your side."

"Sakura, turn into cherry blossoms, blooming in spring. In that most beautiful posture."

Tosaka Sakura bit her lip tightly.

At first she wanted to hold back, but after all, she couldn't restrain the grief that came out.

She actually didn't want to cry, and she didn't want to say these disappointing things at such a moment.

But she couldn't help it anymore, just like tears dripping from her eyes.

Those grievances and helplessness have been hidden in her heart for too long.

To this day, she cannot accept the reality that she is a tool.

Without Makoto Jingu's comfort and his support, Tosaka Sakura might be able to hold it back.

After all, she is used to it.

But it was different now, she couldn't help it anymore, so she cried.

She buried her head in his arms and cried, crying loudly.

Sometimes, it is not easy to find someone who makes oneself willing to cry and show sorrow.

As people grow up, they will gradually learn to be strong and learn to comfort themselves.

But crying loudly is not necessarily a manifestation of weakness.

I hope everyone can cry happily.

Chapter Thirty: The End!

The banquet is over, people are scattered

Jingong Makoto took Sakura's little hand, left the sky full of stars, and walked home with the swaying lights.

The suit jacket on his upper body is gone, but Sakura's tube top dress is wearing a suit.

Although autumn is cool and pleasant, it will still be a bit cold at night.

Besides, it is not early, he is not willing to be trembling with the cold wind.

With her weak physique, coupled with the large mood swings today, and some sports that require physical exertion, if Sakura is blown by the cold wind, it will inevitably be a little sick.

Even if he is not sick, he is still a little uncomfortable.

The hand he was holding was no longer as cold as it was at the beginning. It should have been contaminated by his temperature, driving away the slight coolness and replacing it with a little refreshing warmth.

As she walked, Makoto Jingu felt that Sakura's footsteps became slower.