I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

In fact, Shinji is not the first person to have the habit of keeping a diary. The real first person is Wu Jiao Kirie who seems careless and often forgets things.

The reason for starting a journal is simple, you don’t want to forget.

I don’t want to forget the scenery I saw, what happened in front of me, my mood at the moment, and the people who are important to me.

She has been bedridden since childhood and has difficulty moving around. The only scenery that can be seen is the ward where he lives, and the scenery outside the window through the only window in the ward.

She loves to see the outside world.

She wanted to bask in the sunshine and let the wind blow across her cheeks.

She walked in the rain, letting the raindrops hit her body.

She wanted to visit the Golden Pavilion Temple, which her parents had mentioned before she was still sick.

She wanted to see Paris, the romantic city longed for by countless people, and she wanted to see the Tibetan Plateau, the legendary pure land closest to the sky.

She wanted to see——

She wants to go——

she thinks--

This thought and persistence continued to grow, and finally activated a certain bloodline in her body, allowing her to have a second body.

She could finally get rid of the constraints of her weak body and the confinement of the ward, go to the outside world and see the broader sky.

This made her feel extremely excited, even fanatical.

But the good times didn't last long. Although this second body fulfilled her dream of leaving, it had several limitations.

First of all, you can’t be too far away from the main body.

This is actually nothing. Although there are restrictions, compared with the small ward, the outside world is thousands of times bigger, which is enough to make her heart beat.

Secondly, there is no real feeling.

The new body is like a ghost in the story, able to pass through walls and rise and fall freely without restraint, but it also loses the ability to touch real objects. Whether it was wind or rain, or trees and flowers, she could only look at them but not touch them.

This is actually nothing. Lying on the hospital bed, she could only look at the world outside the window.

The most disturbing thing is actually the loneliness.

Ghosts cannot contact other people or even be seen by ordinary people. No matter how she called or tried, she never got a response, just like her situation in the hospital.

She suffers from a terminal illness that cannot be cured by modern medicine, and her parents and relatives are long gone. Although thanks to the funding from her father's old friend, she didn't have to worry about the cost of hospitalization, it was only enough to keep her alive. Except for a meeting a long time ago, she never appeared in front of her again.

No one cares about her, and no one comes to visit her. Nurses and doctors only enter the ward during routine rounds. If they are in a good mood, they may say a few words about her condition, but if they are in a bad mood, they will not even say anything. In a word, it is no different from a real ghost.

The root of the persistence of wanting to go out and leave here may be to get rid of this loneliness.

However, whether in the ward or outside the ward, she was alone, with no one paying attention to her, as if she had been forgotten by the whole world.

Until one night, when she went to the roof of the apartment building built by her father as usual and overlooked the scenery, a strange boy came to her to answer questions.

Maybe it was because I had been alone for too long, so long that I didn’t know how to get along with strangers. When I finally met someone who discovered me, my first reaction was not excitement, but fear, so much that I turned around and ran away.

But she couldn't run away. Not only was she caught, but he also found her real body and walked directly into her life that should have withered.

From then on, her life changed.

She has a friend, a child named Matou Shinji.

On the second day of the encounter, he brought a bouquet of flowers, which added a different color to the deserted white ward.

On the third day of the encounter, he brought fresh fruit and said that he had consulted a doctor and it was okay to eat.

On the fourth day when they met again, he brought more new friends, making the ward more lively than ever.

For the first time, the first time after being admitted to the hospital, she forgot about the scenery outside the window.

On the fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day... almost every day the boy brought something new to him.

Sometimes it was food, sometimes it was play, and there were books and picture books. One novel experience after another made her feel that even if she never went out, there was nothing wrong with living here for the rest of her life.

But the reality once again exceeded her expectations. After meeting the boy, there would be new surprises every day.

He took her out of the hospital, truly away, ending more than ten years of hospitalization.

Are you going to die? There would be nothing wrong with ending up in such a life.

The answer is of course no.

Not only did she not die, she was cured of the illness that had plagued her for many years. She also got a brand new home and started a new life.

The dizzying changes made her unable to believe that this was true.

Therefore, she started keeping a diary to record this dreamlike day. Only in this way can she be sure that this is not false.

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April 1998, first picnic.

Everything that Sakura and Fujino cook is delicious, but I can’t cook it, so I feel very useless.

…

In September 1998, I went to Tokyo.

There were a lot of people. I had never seen so many people before. It made me a little breathless.

Suddenly I miss him so much. If he were here, he would not make me feel so uncomfortable.

…

In February 1999, I didn’t go anywhere.

He hasn't called me for ten days. It's okay to call me. He couldn't have forgotten me.

Bad guy, liar, who agreed to call me every day? If you don't call me, I will, I will... ten days, no, twenty days... Well, actually I still can't help it, you are such a harmful guy.

…

In April 1999, I didn’t go anywhere.

He's back, finally.

He lost his hair, was injured, and I heard he almost died.

So worried, so worried.

If he dies, what's the point of my life?

Huh? Why would I say such a thing?

Could it be that I... fell in love with him?

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In May 1999, I didn’t go anywhere.

I'm sure I'm in love with him, very much.

If you think about it carefully, there's nothing wrong with liking him.

He's good-looking, interesting, and kind to me, but he's just a bit young.

But this is not a problem. At worst, if I imitate Sister Chengzi, who is much older than me and still looks so young, I will definitely stay young forever.

Even if they don't seem to be a good match now, they will definitely be a good match in a few years.

…

In June 1999, I didn’t go anywhere.

Oh no, no, no, no, it seems like I’m not the only one who likes him.

Fujino, Sakura, and the woman who came to the house before, what should I do? Can I win against them?

Don't be afraid, Wu Tiao Wuhue, believe in yourself, you are the strongest, and you will definitely win the final victory.

PS: I may have to go on a business trip recently, and I may not have time to type. I guess I will have to touch the above.