Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 951 Hello, the girl who can cry and laugh at the same time

Four and a half minutes after the topic began, Hojo Kyosuke left Yamauchi Sakura's room.

It's not that he planned to hide and cry for Takimoto Kyoko's boyfriend because he couldn't bear to hear the tragic experience of his boyfriend. He didn't have such a conscience.

It's not that Sakura suggested talking about some private topics between girls so she asked him to avoid it. If she really wanted to say something, it would only be "Ahem, Kyoko, I have something to talk to Kyosuke about, can you hang up the phone for a while?"

It was because Kyoko Takimoto described her blood donation process in great detail.

"...Although everyone said that I donated blood to use my extra energy to help those in need, I was still worried that donating blood would delay my training, so I chose component blood that recovers faster... Oh, I forgot, Sakura, you are not old enough to donate component blood..."

Because of the long queues for kindergarten and her father's work, Takimoto Kyoko started school later. She is two years older than Yamauchi Sakura and is already an 18-year-old adult, although she still cannot drink. Blood donation is a blood donation that can be made many times a year.

"...This kind of blood donation is to extract only the necessary blood from the blood, and then return the remaining blood to your body. At that time in the blood donation room, I had a blood collection tube in my left hand and a blood transfusion tube in my right hand..."

Hojo Kyosuke was a little nervous when he heard this. He had a mother who was afraid of blood, so he usually avoided similar situations. After not having any contact for a long time, he was a little uncomfortable. When he chopped people, he used the sword of mercy, and all the injuries were internal.

Yamauchi Sakura, whose hand was held, noticed it immediately, but for some reason she did not stop Takimoto Kyoko, but let her continue talking.

She simply turned her wrist and held the boy's hand from the inside, interlocking their fingers.

The two of them didn't say a word, but they understood each other's meaning.

'I'm nervous.'

'Nervous? Can you feel me by your side?'

The warmth of the palm penetrates the skin into the body, magically making each other's weight clearer. This is a miracle created by the five senses of human beings.

I can see her, smell her, and feel her. Even the nerve endings hidden under my skin know clearly that she is by my side, holding my hand tightly, making me feel at peace both physically and mentally.

'Human body temperature is amazing! '

"Only Sakura is magical."

The two reached such an exchange.

However, the unaware Kyoko Takimoto seemed determined to destroy this warm atmosphere in order to retaliate against someone who had interrupted her nighttime chat with her best friend.

"…The pain caused by a needle piercing the body makes one clearly aware of one's own existence. Sakura, can you understand that feeling?"

Yamauchi Sakura nodded slightly, her expression quite refreshed, which seemed to give Takimoto Kyoko some comfort and made her more interested in talking.

"The red liquid passing through the transparent tube had an inexplicable beauty. I told Yongyi about my feelings at the time, and he said in an exaggerated tone that I was weird. Because both my hands were plugged with tubes, I couldn't knock him on the head. Of course, I made up for it afterwards."

Even now, Kyoko is still very angry when talking about that incident, and Sakura laughed.

Hojo Kyosuke only felt sincerely fortunate that among the girls he knew, even Senior Shiyu, who seemed to have the darkest personality and the most self-destructive tendencies, would not do such a thing. At most, it would be a cup of poisoned wine that would determine the life and death of two people.

"Because I was afraid that Yongyi would quarrel with me in front of those beautiful nurses, I didn't tell him that I actually felt quite comfortable when my blood was drawn. As the blood left my body, my lips became numb and my skin felt cool, as if I was slowly dying.

I have never had such an experience in my life. At that time, I thought I came to the right place and should have come earlier..."

Kyoko Takimoto spoke enthusiastically, describing her feelings at the time vividly, and also compared in detail the different feelings of the three blood donations.

Hojo Kyosuke felt his hair stand on end when he heard this and wanted to interrupt, but seeing that Sakura was listening with great interest, he could only slip away with the excuse of going for a midnight snack.

Behind him, Yamauchi Sakura followed him with her eyes. She didn't turn her head to look at her phone until the figure in slippers walked out of the door.

"Kyoko!"

she shouted.

Kyoko Takimoto, who was talking excitedly, stopped instantly as if the brakes were stepped on, closed her mouth and looked over.

"what happened?"

"I know that pain is proof of life."

Kyoko screamed in surprise: "Ah! I knew it, I knew you must know it, Sakura!"

She was dancing around as if she was about to call her boyfriend to teach him a lesson.

"but!"

Yamauchi Sakura's expression became more serious, and there was rarely a smile in her bright yellow eyes. Seeing this, the girl on the other end of the phone also gradually stopped smiling.

"I know that it is because of this pain that I can feel joy. But this is not a reason for you to pursue pain!"

“If you want to feel the joy of being alive, you should look at it from the perspective of a living person.”

As she spoke, the girl who had been lazily leaning against the head of the bed slowly straightened up, and part of her long brown hair slid from her shoulders to the front of her body.

Her voice was neither light nor heavy, and every syllable was powerful.

"When your lips become numb and your body becomes cold, I ask you not to feel that feeling. Instead, think about this... when your blood is transfused into another person in the world, her gradually cooling body will regain temperature and become warm because of your blood.

Her family members who are anxiously waiting beside the bed will cry with joy because of your blood. Their happiness is provided by you lying in the blood donation room. "

"Sakura..."

Kyoko Takimoto called out timidly in a low voice, her eyes filled with fear and worry.

It wasn't because he was afraid of being scolded by his best friend, but because Sakura's big eyes that could reflect people's hearts like a child were already filled with tears.

Yamauchi Sakura turned her face away, raised her hand and quickly wiped away her tears, her energetic voice becoming choked.

She put her face close to the phone and said:

"Because you are alive, someone can live..."

The tears could no longer be stopped and fell down, hitting the violet quilt and turning it black.

Kyoko Takimoto panicked and reached out to the screen, as if to wipe away her friend's tears. But her actions were in vain, as she could neither touch Sakura nor say anything good to comfort her.

"Sakura! Sakura! I'm not going to donate blood. I'm not going to donate blood. Please don't cry, okay? Don't cry..."

She was at a loss and spoke nonsense, then an idea suddenly occurred to her, and she raised her neck and shouted loudly:

"Hojo! Hojo! Hojo Kyousuke!! Where are you!!"

She was finally smart for once. Her brain didn't turn into muscles because of basketball training. It's really cause for celebration.

But unfortunately, the sound insulation level of Ruyiliao is beyond the imagination of ordinary Japanese people living in wooden buildings. The only person she could call is her next-door neighbor.

The girl who rented a house with Kyoko Takimoto was so scared when she heard her scream that she ran over quickly. When she appeared in the camera, she was holding a broom in her hand and looked frightened.

In response to her roommate's questions, Kyoko did not explain, but continued to shout Hojo Kyosuke's name at the top of her lungs.

My roommate looked confused and was probably wondering whether to call 110, 119 or 189.

This process lasted for about twenty seconds. Yamauchi Sakura removed her hands that were covering her face and raised her head again.

"Hehe~ Did I scare you~~"

A smile bloomed on her tearful face, as bright as the sunshine.

"what?"

Kyoko Takimoto was like a duck with its neck strangled. She choked and looked at her phone in confusion.

Yamauchi Sakura pouted and muttered, "If I knew that you, Kyoko, went to donate blood like an idiot again, I would cry even harder than this!"

Kyoko was still a little confused and said hesitantly, "Then I won't donate blood anymore?"

"Dame! Donating blood is a good thing. It is a good thing that can help others."

Yingliang wrinkled her nose and said coquettishly:

"I mean you can't donate blood just because you like the feeling of dying like you did before! Absolutely not! How can you like the feeling of dying? This is absolutely forbidden!"

She threw her phone onto the bed and leaned over to face the camera, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Da-meh-!!”

Kyoko Takimoto nodded in confusion: "Oh, okay, okay..."

Yingliang nodded in satisfaction and continued:

"When you donate blood, think about the possibility that tomorrow, in the future, or even tonight, there will be someone who is in trouble and needs a blood transfusion. Your donated blood will successfully save a life! Who knows, the person who receives the blood may be me..."

"Dah!"

This time it was Takimoto Kyoko's turn... No, she interrupted:

"Sakura needs to be safe and healthy! No blood transfusion is needed!"

She yelled nervously.

Yamauchi Sakura chuckled twice as a sign of agreement.

"Look, doesn't this make you feel the beauty of life more? If you don't feel it, Kyoko, next time we can sneak into the hospital together and look for patients who are receiving blood transfusions and observe them carefully."

Hearing this, Kyoko Takimoto felt as if she had suddenly walked from a pouring rain to a sunny beach. She felt refreshed and refreshed.

That's right, this is the normal Sakura, with a head full of twisted logic and bad ideas.

She laughed and said okay.

She had done this kind of thing countless times with Sakura and Hojo since she was a child, and she was very good at it.

Then she said with lingering fear:

"Sakura! Can you please stop scaring me like that next time! Seeing you crying almost made me worry to death, I wanted to rush over and beat Hojo to death right away! That guy, can't he hear you crying! "

Yingliang smiled playfully and shook his head and said:

"Yeah, it feels really good to cry when you have nothing to do. I feel like my skin has gotten better."

As she spoke, she nodded, as if she agreed with herself and was very proud of herself.

"I will definitely have a good sleep and sweet dreams tonight!"

"Kyoko, are you asking Kyosuke? Hahaha, our house was specially soundproofed when it was renovated. Even if an excavator is running inside, there is no sound!

and……

How can I let Kyousuke see me crying? Even if I cry to relax, he will be sad if he sees me. He might cry even louder than me in the next second..."

"Sakura!!!"

Kyoko Takimoto yelled in dissatisfaction: "Are you treating me like this just because I can't cry? I'm also super sad and super worried, okay!"

"Hahaha~ Okay, okay, I won't do that next time!"

Sakura was still smiling, but Kyoko was dissatisfied again.

Although Sakura's words made her sound like she couldn't compare to Hojo, it actually showed that she was Sakura's best friend! And Sakura was crying just to persuade herself! Maybe she was just trying to comfort herself!

So she said awkwardly: "Next time you feel like crying, call me and I'll take a bus to see you and lend you my shoulder. By the way, I can ask the doctor if there are any eye drops that can promote tears or something, and we can cry together!"

Yamauchi Sakura was stunned for a moment, then her smile blossomed like a flower.

"Hey, okay~ We can cry while eating raw onions!"

"Oh... no, you know I hate onions, whether they are raw or cooked!"

"That's why I want to eat it because I don't like it. It makes crying more satisfying!"

"…Then I'll have to think about it carefully."

"Dame! Don't regret it! Otherwise I will cry right away!"

"..."

The two close friends immediately started another round of heated chat.

"that……"

A timid voice sounded.

Kyoko Takimoto was startled and turned around to see her roommate poking her shoulder cautiously.

"Coriander?! Why are you here?!" she was shocked.

"..."

Coriander pursed her lips and lowered her head.

Yes, I shouldn't be here, I should be under the car.

I am just a tool for you good friends to express intimacy...

woo woo woo...

But this was a misunderstanding. When Xiangcai came just now, Takimoto Kyoko was in a state of panic. Her mind was full of the tearful Yamauchi Sakura, so she had no time to pay attention to her surroundings...

Hmm...it doesn't seem to be a misunderstanding...haha...

When Kyoko Takimoto was confused, Sakura Yamauchi on the screen greeted her with a smile:

"Hello~ Kyoko's roommate, hello~ Sorry for disturbing you just now! Gomee Gomee!"

This guy has never known what being shy means. He was just seen crying in an embarrassing manner, but he doesn't feel embarrassed at all. He even has the nerve to greet people so casually. What a fool.

It was Xiangcai who was suddenly called, who was flustered. She wanted to say hello but didn't know what to say.

"Hello, Kyoko's friend"?

Or “Hello, the girl who was crying so sadly just now”?

Or “a girl who can smile so beautifully even with tears still hanging in the corners of her eyes”?

Yeah, what an interesting girl.

Xiangcai thought so, raised her hand, gently bent her fingers, and whispered:

"Hello, Kyoko's friend who can laugh right after crying. You are so funny."

When these words came out, the three of them were stunned, and then they laughed heartily. (End of this chapter)