Finally, I became their white moonlight and could only write daily life Summary: What is white moonlight? It is a hope that cannot be possessed, and it is also a love that is unforgettable; it is an unforgettable ending, and it is also the pain of unwillingness. Ming Hai got a second life, but the price was to complete the system's task and become the white moonlight in the hearts of those girls. It doesn’t matter. Once he completes his mission, everything that happened will become nothingness. then…… "Xiangzi, I wish you happiness." He died peacefully in Toyokawa Shoko's arms, leaving behind only blood on the ground and a devastated girl. "It's not quite there yet... but I still want to listen to your music."
After the band finished playing, he disappeared silently among the audience, leaving the strings in silence. …… At the end. Obviously everyone has forgotten that "white moonlight". But why would I be caught by them with tears streaming down their faces? "I won't let you leave this time!" Volume 1: Chapter Becoming Toyokawa Shoko's White Moonlight Cold and hard. Ming Hai woke up on such a ground. He covered his forehead with one hand and stood up with the other hand on the smooth ground of unknown material, looking around instinctively with a confused look. "here it is……" What I saw was a vast ocean, and I was lying on a white circular plate of about four square meters, like a wanderer who had accidentally drifted to an isolated island in the ocean. However, above the sea was not the sky, but a pure white dome as flawless as a curtain. It was as if the whole world was left with only two colors: white and blue. Regardless of where he was for the moment, Ming Hai shook his head, closed his eyes, and let memories and thoughts fill his blank consciousness again. He frowned for a long time before slowly relaxing his brows. "Resurrection from the dead? There is actually such a thing as time travel..." It was as if someone had secretly put the instruction manual into his mind. After he came to his senses, Ming Hai quickly understood his situation. This is the world's transit station, called the Place Between Worlds. But he was already dead in the original world, with no possibility of resurrection - his soul came to this place to choose his future destiny.
As for what fate is... Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ming Hai gently rubbed the corner of his lips with his thumb. His eyes, which had been wide open in surprise, narrowed back into thin lines, and his half-long black bangs fell softly over his eyes. Like a scholar thinking calmly, his expression was calm and self-controlled, yet he unconsciously revealed a bit of fox-like cunning. "…I thought I would be able to relax after death. But in the end, I just got a part-time job in a different place?" Shaking his head helplessly, Minghai stood up from the ground and looked forward. A pure white door appeared there out of nowhere. A pure black door also emerged silently and stood behind him. Like a human being caught between an angel and a devil, Ming Hai only took a glance and the information naturally emerged in his mind. ——There is no heaven ahead, and there is no hell behind. If he chooses the white door, he will have to accept a commission from the origin of the world and go to a parallel world to step onto the stage of unpredictable destiny. Reward is a new life. If he chooses the black door, he will roll back to his original world, his consciousness will completely dissipate, and if he is lucky, he may be reborn as a water flea in the next life. This is the choice he has to make. Should I become a worker with an uncertain future, or go back to my coffin and lie down. If you really want to end it all once and for all and don't care about the flood after you die, then of course you should just go backwards at full speed and pretend that you have never been here. but…… …… ... "Who wants to die when they can live?" Tokyo, Ikebukuro. As if waking up from a trance, Minghai opened his eyes again. Before he could even let go of the emotion in his heart, the environment around him completely changed. He found himself standing stupidly like a piece of wood on a busy street. The bustling city life instantly flooded into my ears, and the cool breeze quietly climbed up to my fingertips. After a brief moment of surprise, Ming Hai rolled his eyes and quickly took in everything nearby. "Neon language? And everyone can understand it... Is this a traditional time travel benefit?" The seasons are obvious. Judging from the advertisements on the walls, the promotional signs in the shops, people's clothes, and the greenness of the trees on the roadside, it should be spring, around March or April, when the weather is still cold but still chilly. The current crowd is probably due to the weekend afternoon, and you can see many couples and families strolling leisurely on the street.
After spending a few seconds confirming these things, Ming Hai nodded in understanding and put down the thumb that was rubbing the corner of his mouth. Before the people around him cast doubtful glances at him, he took a step forward, blended into the crowd as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the intersection ahead. Although I don’t know where this is, I don’t know where I’m going. But all in all, you can't go wrong by taking action first. "Going abroad to work is like being kidnapped. There is really no preparation at all." A cross-body bag appeared on his shoulder without him noticing, and he opened it without any hesitation while complaining. Inside was a wallet, a key, a cell phone, and a property deed. The wallet contained ten thousand-yuan bills, as well as a bank card and a student ID. Without rushing to check how much money was in the card, Ming Hai took out his student ID card and took a look at it first. 【Private Meiwa Junior High School. 】 【Student number: XXXXXXX】 [Name: Suga Narumi] "Class 3A?" He stopped immediately. The picture on his student ID card was the same one he often used when he was a student, full of immaturity and stupidity. This made Ming Hai react immediately, and he quickly took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera to take a look. Sure enough, in the selfie, there appeared a gentle and handsome face of a boy with slender eyes slightly widened in surprise. The boy looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, but his eyes revealed a sense of maturity and steadiness, like an old fox with new fur, creating a strange sense of contrast. "Wow, he can actually regain his youth? Those old problems seem to have disappeared... But he's only in the third year of middle school, isn't he too young? Aren't they usually sophomores?" He frowned slightly, and although he was a little confused, he quickly accepted the fact and didn't care whether he had to go back to middle school. Adults who have been whipped by society know that reading is the happiest time. They wish they could wake up and go back to their student days to make up for the wonderful things they have missed. I guess the identity assigned to me by the "boss" has a lot to do with the mission? Or make a guess - Only by becoming a middle school student, only by being in this age group, can I complete this task easily. "I take that back. The boss has made very thorough preparations." Ming Hai smiled. He certainly would not reject this young and energetic body - for some reason, at the age of fifteen, he was as strong as an adult, and in all aspects he was more advanced than his peers. It's just that her face looks childish, which is very deceptive. Using his cell phone as a mirror, Ming Hai adjusted his smile and eyes until the sense of difference between his body and soul completely disappeared, and then he took the next step of confirmation. After memorizing the address on the property certificate, confirming that the phone was blank and formatting it once, he closed his shoulder bag and turned around to look at the place he had unknowingly walked to.
It is a park. On the guide sign next to it, the words "Asukayama" are written in large letters. Pink snow was blooming in the distance, and although there was green shade here, many petals were blown to the ground by the wind. So we walked up the long sloping stairs. Soon, it was as if the green shade had drawn aside the curtain, and the sunlight poured down capriciously, filling his field of vision. The breeze filled with laughter brushed across his cheeks, blowing open his bangs, and reflecting the warm and harmonious scene in his slightly dilated pupils. “…It’s really peaceful.” Ming Hai smiled unconsciously and just stopped for a moment before walking towards a quieter path, but his joy was revealed by his footsteps. Although I really want to find a patch of grass and take a lazy nap in such an everyday scene. However, he has not forgotten that he was resurrected with a mission; even if he wants to enjoy life, he must at least wait until the detailed information of the mission is confirmed before enjoying it slowly. Walking on the stone brick path and moving forward slowly, Ming Hai summoned in his mind the essential tool for a time traveler - a portable system. This was a system without intelligence, so it didn't even make a sound and directly presented a translucent prompt box in front of him. [Mission: Become Toyokawa Shoko's white moonlight, and exit the stage by dying in the end, so that she can generate powerful emotional energy.] 【Time: Within one year. 】 [Target location: Asukayama Park. ] Ming Hai couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. It wasn't because of the mission content - although it was a bit confusing, the moment he opened the system, the relevant instructions had already entered his mind, and he would analyze them slowly when he returned to his residence. What puzzled him was the line at the bottom. "The person named 'Toyokawa Shoko' is in Asukayama Park now?" But just walking around, I actually arrived at the location of the mission target. This must be God's arrangement... Shaking his head as if with a sigh, Ming Hai quickly put away his leisurely attitude and stroked the corner of his lips with his thumb. "…Before making any long-term plans, we must first confirm the target's appearance and range of action." This park is quite large, and it must be difficult to find someone you only know by name. Fortunately, what he has the most right now is time - as long as they pass by each other, the system will issue a prompt. It seems that it is nothing more than a matter of time and strength. Let’s do a carpet search first! Ming Hai made a decision and looked around. But before he decided on the direction of his search. A voice as gentle and elegant as a clear spring suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Excuse me, are you lost?" Ming Hai suddenly looked back. The girl with long sky-blue hair stood in the bright spring breeze, slightly tilting her head, and blinked her clear and bright eyes at him politely and friendly. Seeing him looking at her, she added with a hint of apology. "I'm sorry, but it's not uncommon for outsiders to get lost in this park, and you seemed troubled, so I came to talk to you."
