Xiaoxiao has not seen Sato since she left Sato's house that day. In fact, she did not dare to see Sato and always felt as if she had a lot of regrets for Sato.
"I wonder if his hand is healed." Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered Sato's injury and muttered to herself.
Xiaoxiao took out her cell phone from her bag and planned to call him to express her condolences.
"Isn't it? The phone is out of battery?" Xiaoxiao looked at the unresponsive phone in her hand angrily, pressed it a few times, and threw it back into her bag.
"It's better to go home and fight again."
After returning home, Xiaoxiao changed the battery, turned on her phone, and there was a voice message.
"It's Sato. What does he want from me?" Xiaoxiao opened the voicemail and listened:
"Xiaoxiao, it's me. I'm going back to Japan. I wanted to hear your voice one more time before leaving, but you still turned off your phone. Maybe some fate is destined to be lost. Even if I want to force it, you still don't belong to me.
So, I chose to give up. Haha! (wry smile), when I returned to Japan this time, I agreed to marry Sachiko. For me, if I can’t get the person I love, it’s the same no matter who I marry, but I’m just finding it for myself.
A reason to 'give up'... Xiaoxiao, do you know what it feels like to be so heartbroken that you can't cry? However, I hope you will never experience it... Okay, I won't say it anymore, let's see you again when you have a chance.
"
Du - After listening to this recording, Xiaoxiao stood there in a daze, speechless. She always thought that Sato was just a fling with her, but she didn't expect that he had such deep affection for her.
She hurriedly took out her cell phone and dialed Sato's number. Even though she had no feelings for Sato, she still felt a sense of apology. No matter what, she had to say goodbye to him before he left.
Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off.
Is he really gone? Putting down the phone, she sat on the sofa in a daze, a clear tear flashed in the corner of her eyes. Was it guilt? Or was she moved?
Xiaoxiao grabbed the car keys on the coffee table and rushed out of the room. Senior Sato, wait for me.
Airport--
Staring at the entrance of the airport in a daze, Sato's eyes seemed to be expecting something. Although he knew very well that maybe this expectation was just self-deception, without purpose or result.
"Dear passengers, please note that your XXXX flight to Tokyo, Japan is now boarding. Please take your belongings with you and board the plane from gate X. I wish you a pleasant journey, thank you!"
The announcement in the airport rang at the right time, as if deliberately reminding him that since he wanted to give up, he had to give up completely.
He smiled helplessly, facing the entrance of the airport, and for the first time, he used their famous language to say to the girl in his heart the most solemn, most sacred, and most wanted words in his life.
, "Xiaoxiao, private love します. (I love you)"
Pulling up the luggage beside him, Sato walked to the boarding gate with a lonely expression.
After parking the car, Xiaoxiao rushed to the waiting room, "Senior, give me a few minutes." She said to herself as she ran.
When she rushed into the waiting room, she happened to see Sato carrying his suitcase and disappearing from the boarding gate. All that was left to her was his lost figure submerged in the bleak setting sun.