To me, it was important, but to her, it was even more so.
Xia Xinyu's "Ninjutsu" might not strictly be about speaking directly.
Instead, she would speak the unabashed truth only when it would not make others sad.
If her heart truly felt a certain way, but expressing it would cause sorrow, she'd keep it to herself, warming those words with her tender heart before speaking them.
What mattered to her was holding her parents' funeral and comforting her lonely grandfather.
What mattered to me was the equation 504+121 equaling 625, and the Math Competition that could shorten this distance.
[But how do you know that what is important to you is not even more important to me?]
The bug appeared again.
But she couldn't hear my inner voice.
The expression she saw on my face at that moment was probably, as always, impassive.
"If you feel lonely, you don't only have to look up at the stars."
Aren't the twinkling stars also present here on Earth?
