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The gray penguin in front of her was exactly the one she remembered—the same hair color, the same voice, and the same movements and details.

But why does she call herself Xiao Xiang? She is Neko, while Xiangzi is Sakiko. How can such things be confused?

You really are a stupid nobody, but so what if you called me by the wrong name? I, Ningzi, can forgive you with my great generosity.

You love me, right?

You absolutely love me.

No, you might not love me that much either.

Please continue to call me that. Whatever makes you happy. I don't mind. I've remembered.

You're so naughty, calling me that on purpose... Haha, I love it.

I'm a cancer, my memories might be fake, but I really have started to get interested in you.

light.

I don't care about Xiao Xiang or anything like that.

No, you don't actually love me anymore, right? I care a lot about the lie I gave you.

Toyokawa Ningko was completely oblivious to the teacher's lecture on the podium; her fingertips brushed against Takamatsu Takayuki's hair.

The feel of the hair was so wonderful that it had a strong hallucinogenic effect.

This led Toyokawa Neko to fall into the illusion that someone loved her.

But there can't be such a person, someone who completely loves her; that's absolutely fake.

We are all disgusting, greedy, foolish, and self-righteous; none of us would give our whole heart to our loved one…

Only in dreams does such a person exist, someone who truly loves Toyokawa Ningko.

That's why I'm called Xiangzi.

I am Ningzi.

I am not Xiangzi.

You don't love me anymore, do you?

light.

"Xiao Xiang?"

Takamatsu felt the touch of her hair being ruffled, which made her so flattered that she almost lost her balance and slipped off the chair.

“Ningzi, it’s Ningzi.”

I can be Xiangzi, anyone can call me Xiangzi, but you should call me Ningzi.

We've been through so much together, and this is how you talk to me?

"Paper notes, communicate with paper notes, lamp."

"Ah good."

While the teacher was writing on the blackboard, Gao Songdeng slipped his notebook behind his back.

She had so many questions she wanted to ask, but she really didn't know how to bring them up.

Toyokawa Ningko took the notebook and noticed the green cover with a beetle pattern.

The other person's name is written on it.

However, Takamatsu lamp?

They changed the name? But Takamatsu Akari it is, Takamatsu Akari it is.

You can mispronounce my name, and I can misremember yours, so we're even.

Miscellaneous fish.

Toyokawa Ningko opened her notebook; the first few pages were filled with various words and scribbles, but she didn't look at them closely.

What should I write?

Have it.

I miss you so much, do you still remember me, lamp?

Ningzi slapped the notebook back and anxiously awaited a reply; she wanted to talk to Deng more.

Don't you remember the past? You clearly remember me, so why do you call me Xiang?

Takamatsu Akari passed the notebook over:

[Xiang...Ning? I don't think I know Ning. I know Xiangzi. Is Xiao Xiang...Ning's older sister?]

What Xiangzi? What sister? I don't know anything about her. Oh, Xiangzi, she is indeed my sister.

[Hmm, Xiangzi is my older sister, but Deng must have noticed the difference between us a long time ago, right?]

Is there a difference...?

Gao Songdeng felt a shiver run through his soul as he looked at the familiar handwriting on the notebook.

This is... Xiangzi's handwriting, exactly the same, practically identical.

Moreover, is there a difference? Toyokawa Ningko is just like Xiangzi from the beginning, the Xiangzi who performed and created with her.

And Xiangzi from the next class? He left me because of a mistake I made… It's all my fault…

Thinking about it this way, Ningzi seems more like Xiangzi? Same appearance, same "Gui'an" in his name, even the font is the same, and they even...

He smiled at me.

That smile was so warm, so close and irresistible, it was the smile from my memory…

Takamatsu Tomori vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

Now there are two Xiangzis, could it be...?

That's impossible, isn't it?

But Ningzi in front of him actually knew his name and was quite familiar with him.

It's as if she's the real, authentic Toyokawa Shoko, while the one in the next class is a fake imposter...

No! This isn't Xiangzi. Xiangzi has already broken her heart. How could she possibly forgive herself for being such a terrible person?

I knew it...

"Akatsuki-chan, are you in a bad mood? If Akatsuki is in a bad mood, I'll be sad too, because I love Akatsuki so much."

In a moment when the teacher wasn't looking, Toyokawa Ningko leaned down close to Takamatsu Akari and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Huh?! I...I...I..."

He stuttered! That's funny.

Although it differs from what I remember, that doesn't matter.

Toyokawa Ningko's slightly furrowed brows relaxed.

Ah, I don't think I was thinking anything strange just now.

Chapter 8. I... I can't tell the difference?

Having already considered skipping class on her very first day, Toyokawa Ningko hoped to quickly end the boring forty minutes and find a place to have a good chat with Takamatsu Akari.

This camphor wood...tall pine lamp is so cute! It blushes and turns red just from having its ear touched.

I can't believe how he confessed to me back then.

Neko: Is the light still bothering you?

They exchanged contact information, which made chatting more convenient and eliminated the anxiety of waiting for a reply.

I hate cell phones, but I hate waiting even more.

She not only lacked patience, but also felt that the other party was deliberately stringing her along and had no love for her at all.

Hate.

Tomorin (lamp): I'm fine.

The classroom desks weren't big; Ningzi could reach Takamatsu's back by simply stretching out her arms.

Slender fingers slid upwards, kissing Takamatsu Takaka's exposed neck. Such soft skin! I want to touch it forever.

The victim shuddered.

Tomorin: Ningzi?

Neko: What?

Tomorin: Hmm, it's nothing.

Your stammering is really making me anxious, Gao Songdeng, are you keeping me hanging?

Ningzi's hands didn't stop moving; she found that the lamp's neck aroused a primal desire within her.

Quickly grab this person's neck, snap it, first tighten, then release, then tighten again, then release again, slowly strangle them to death...

Ugh, how horrible! Get this thought out of my head!

Toyokawa Ningko suppressed the urge to strangle Takamatsu Akari and continued typing with one hand.

Her question has not yet been answered.

Neko: Do ​​you remember the wonderful times we spent together, light?

Tomorin: Sorry, I don't remember knowing Ningzi. I only know Ningzi's older sister, Xiangzi.

Because she was sitting behind the lamp, Ningzi couldn't see the other person's expression, but the moment she saw the message, a surge of anger welled up inside her.

Don't you recognize me? But you remember my sister?

My sister outshone me? Are you kidding me?

This is absolutely unacceptable.

Neko: You really... don't remember anything about the lamp?

Ningzi's tone was very calm, and you couldn't tell anything was wrong just by reading her words.

But Takamatsu discovered something amiss.

Ningzi seems... a little angry.

Why are you angry with me when we've only just met?

He quietly turned his head, imagining what kind of face he would see.

What expression will that great face have? Will the corners of his mouth be upturned or downturned? Will his beautiful eyebrows be twisted into a pretzel?

She saw it.

Toyokawa Ningko is smiling.

That smile struck Takamatsu's heart like lightning. What a gentle smile; it could surely forgive all his sins.

This was the smile she had once witnessed on Xiao Xiang's face; this was…

"Ning? I..."

"Let's talk after class, Deng. Don't let me down."

Ningzi stopped using her phone to send messages and spoke directly in a low voice.

She hates cell phones as much as she hates shoes; they blind her and make her feel things less real.

She needed an opportunity to pin Gao Songdeng down on the table and ask her why she mistook her for Xiangzi.

How did they meet? Why does he remember Sakiko but not Neko?

Did you betray me, Takamatsu Akari?

During the remaining half of the class, Takamatsu Akari was restless, while Toyokawa Ningko was unusually quiet.

Ningzi silently stared at the milky-white clock on the wall. The second hand went round and round, and suddenly, at a certain moment, the clock opened its mouth and spoke.

"Ningning, keep going! If anyone lets you down, just take them all down! I believe you can do it."

Why should I listen to you, you stupid clock? Just because you know a few words doesn't mean you're qualified to use words and make sentences.