For the entire day, he stayed inside.
By the time his fever had worsened in the afternoon,
he had managed to crawl to his bed.
After lunchtime, it rained once again.
He could hear the pitter patter on his window.
Once again, the feeling of dread also came back.
His mind spun.
His body felt too cold.
His stomach ached in hunger.
Medicine.
He knew he had to drink some if he wanted to recover.
However, every time he even tried to sit up,
his muscles groaned with the effort.
So instead, he thought.
He thought about the rain.
He thought about the girl.
He thought about the cafe.
He thought about the umbrella.
He thought about closing his eyes and sleeping.
"—Ah yes, sleep.
That's all you need..."
He coughed weakly.
He was tired.
He breathed out.
Then, very slowly, he closed his eyes.
Outside, for just a slight moment,
the noise of the rain almost sounded like a faint lullaby.
Almost.
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re:Happiness | Cell Phone Novel
General Fiction「 Can you teach me how to be happy? 」 Fujiwara Ao has been living the past nineteen years of his life in ease. Born with the ideal background and blessed with enough talent, that's what most of the people presume. In their eyes, he was sim...
