Not only the Honmaru, but even in the outside world, the present world composed of many mortals, is also in the twilight of spring.

In a small red brick building on the street, a young girl wearing a red sleeveless dress and long hair naturally draped over her shoulders is stepping briskly, pushing open the door that has been a little rusty and stepping into the warm spring outside.

After leaving the gate, she stood on the sidewalk on the side of the street, first raised her head and took a few deep breaths, then tilted her head slightly and closed her eyes, as if she was feeling the feeling of the warm spring breeze blowing on her face, and the corners of her lips curled slightly with a smile.

After a moment, she opened her eyes and lowered her head, glanced at the small card she was holding, and placed it in the bag she had on her arm.

She then pulled out a mobile phone from her bag - in fact, in the place where she worked, this is called "terminal" - pressed the screen to locate the direction, then chose a side, and strode forward.

Ten minutes later, she pushed open the door of a café down the street. The wind chimes hanging from the door tinkled as a result.

At a table by the window of the café, a neatly dressed young man with a good face was already seated. He looked up at the sound of wind chimes, and when he noticed the dress of the young girl who had entered, he was slightly stunned, and with a little hesitation he slowly stood up, and when the young girl was about to approach his table, he asked in a low and uncertain voice, "...... Is that Miss Han? Miss Han Yue?"

The young girl he called "Han Yue" was stunned when she heard this, and then walked straight towards his table, stopped opposite him, greeted him with a smile, and said, "I am." You must be Mr. Liu Mu?...... Sorry to keep you waiting. ”

Liu Mu stretched out his hand and shook her politely, and waited for her to sit down again before he sat back down, the expression on his face seemed a little unnatural—perhaps because he didn't expect that the young girl he had talked to by mail many times in the past two months was so beautiful, so he felt a little surprised that the young girl who had spoken to him many times by mail in the past two months was so beautiful—he coughed awkwardly and asked, "No, it's okay, I just arrived...... Would you like something to drink?"

The young girl named "Han Yue" turned back and said "cappuccino" to the clerk who had already walked over, turned around again, her eyes turned on the half-drunk cup of coffee in Liu Mu's hand, and raised her gaze to look directly at him again, with just the right amount of apology and a kind and generous smile on her face, and said, "I'm really sorry to ask you to meet me in your busy schedule." But when I hear you say that you have made a very important discovery, I can't suppress my curiosity......"

Liu Mu pulled out a slight smile, and was made to be at a loss by the politeness of the young girl in front of her, so she simply laughed dryly twice, and went straight to the topic of today's meeting.

"It's a little bit ...... An unusual find. He opened a folder on the table, took a copy from it, rotated it one hundred and eighty degrees, and pushed it from the table to the young girl.

The young girl glanced at it with a look of surprise.

“...... A copy of the family register?!"

Liu Mu bowed his head and explained, "This is what I asked a friend to help me find...... Proof of household registration for the current year. Fortunately, it has been entered into the old system, so it doesn't take too much trouble to print it...... Otherwise, it will be troublesome to find a paper record of the household register, and it is still a question whether it can be retained to this day......"

He babbled on and on about the cause and effect, filling the cold scene of two strangers meeting for some reason with a flood of words, but the young woman sitting in front of him slowly frowned, as if she had noticed something important.

"Cancellation time?" she murmured, stretching out her index finger and running it along the underside of the year, month and day registered on it, and finally stopped next to the "reason for cancellation", a deep crease formed in the center of her brow.

"Seven years after his disappearance, he was deregistered as an accidental death...... Is it. She groaned, her face sank, as if she was thinking about something, and like the frustration brought about by simple disappointment, Liu Mu suddenly felt that the atmosphere that had been kind and gentle since she appeared suddenly disappeared, and her aura now unconsciously changed to another kind - powerful, distant, cold, and unapproachable......

Liu Mu hurriedly added: "...... It is said that it is an unexplained disappearance ......"

As soon as he said this, the young girl suddenly raised her gaze. Her eyes were bottomless, but the light on the surface was extremely bright, like a raging flame.

"Excuse me...... How do you know?" she asked slowly, word by word.

"What else do you know...... Uh...... news about this lady's 'disappearance'?!"

This is also a very common question. However, Liu Mu always felt that this young girl named "Han Yue" had an indescribable and inexplicable aura on her body, and that kind of disappointment and sadness mixed with unexplained anger and pain that had nowhere to vent, making her tone seem to be a little gritted for a moment.

Although Liu Mu felt a little strange, she thought about the beautiful friendship between the elders on both sides that this girl probably had in her mind in advance, and maybe she also fantasized about the long and happy life that the elders who exchanged postcards would have in the future, but now the answer she could get was diametrically opposite to her imagination - the girl who sent the postcard was missing at a young age, and no one knew what happened to her, and she never came back...... This is not a story that can satisfy the beautiful fantasies of the girls in any way, and it is only natural that she shows a strong sense of loss.

So he tried his best to keep his voice softer again, and there was a hint of comfort in his tone.

“...... I'm sorry. I don't think it's good to investigate, as if I'm sorry for your good intentions in contacting me, so I not only asked a friend, but also hired a good private detective...... But that's the end of their authority and access, and they didn't help you much, I'm really sorry. He lowered his gaze, as if apologetic, hesitated, then pulled a thin plastic bag from the folder and pushed it from the table to the girl.

"That's all I could find. You see, if you turn it over, the date and the words 'family portrait' are written on the back. ”

His voice sounded soft, as if he was trying to comfort her, but he was a little confused—probably because he didn't bring her much of a satisfactory finding.

"I've done my best to look up at home," he said, his voice soft, sounding a little cautious, "and unfortunately my ancestor didn't leave any account or letters or memoirs of the missing sister...... There is a flowering tree planted in the family cemetery, and there is a plaque next to the tree that reads, 'Remembrance of Willow Spring'—"

His voice suddenly disappeared. Because the young girl in front of him suddenly showed a look of extreme shock, as if she was shocked by the news.

“...... Trees?" he heard her murmur the keyword.

He nodded and added, "It's a magnolia tree." The flowers are blooming beautifully...... If you plant it in the cemetery, you can see the flowers of a tree in the distance, and it feels like a ...... It doesn't match the atmosphere of other places - then, I asked the cemetery keeper, and they couldn't find the information from too long ago, but they said that there was only one magnolia tree in the whole cemetery, which should have been specially transplanted, and it was not ruled out that it was at the request of the family...... Something like that. ”

“...... Magnolia tree?" he heard her repeat the name of the plant again. Then, as if she had finally broken free from the trance she had just had, she slowly curled the corners of her lips and laughed softly.

"Really, what's the point of planting a magnolia tree......" she said in a low voice, and Liu Mu noticed that a suspicious layer of water appeared in her eyes for a moment.

Really...... She doesn't particularly like magnolia trees. Liu Quan thought.

Why don't you actually plant a cherry blossom tree...... However, planting a flower tree in a cemetery is a bit of a maverick, and planting a flower tree with pink flowers would be too conspicuous...... wouldn't it look ...... Out of place, huh?

In the wrong box. That's right, that's the word.

I don't know how many times she thought of her family—her parents, and her brother—she would think of the word.

They are the closest family. She, the eldest daughter who didn't join the family until she was a teenager, seemed a little out of place with that family at all times.

She didn't have many fond memories to share with them, and the limited fond memories — like walking in the park with her parents when she was very young — and the absence of her younger brother was not a good topic to talk about in family chit-chat.

Even when she was photographing the old family portrait that was now in front of her, she remembered walking into the park and being confronted by a huge statue, and her brother immediately chattering and laughing with his parents about the funny memories of the statue when they had been here together, and she could only stand there awkwardly, pretending not to hear their conversation, because she couldn't interject or know what they were talking about.

They're in their own right, they're a happy family, and math class taught that triangles are already the strongest of them, and they don't need to add an extra corner — a person — to a quadrilateral that will never stand on their feet, right?

She lowered her gaze at the yellowed old photograph in the transparent plastic bag in front of her.

Liu Mu said embarrassedly that the material on the surface of the photo and the plastic surface of the bag in the old-fashioned album couldn't be taken off, and he couldn't take it off with a little force, because the plastic in the album had been aged, and the entire photo bag was torn off together, so he had to find another bag to put it in and bring it over for her.

She looked at the edge of the torn plastic lining of the photo album in the photo bag, and many bits and pieces of memories flashed through her mind.

There are memories of their parents, memories of their younger brothers, awkward and polite smiles, and the closeness and intimacy that naturally flows from each other when they travel together......

There was even a summer night many, many years ago, at the venue of the fireworks display, hovering in the car of the Ferris wheel in the air due to a malfunction, and Munakata Reiji, who was quietly watching her in a yukata, said with a smile after listening to the false childhood memories she made up about a happy family: I don't want to be your father.

For some reason, weak and nostalgic tears came to my eyes in an instant. She burst out laughing, took the initiative to end this short time that temporarily indulged herself in memories, as if she was enchanted, raised her head again, and gently pushed the plastic bag containing the old photo and the copy of the household registration record of "Liu Quan" back to Liu Mu across the desktop.

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