375 STOP-2: The Source of Sorrow in New Purgatory City

-Hideka's subconscious-

04：22 AM

"Dad, that mechanical pencil was lost and stolen by someone else. Xiuxiang said.

"Stealing? How could it be? Little child, hey...... You must have accidentally lost it, right? It's not expensive, just buy it back for you to reuse, don't wronged your classmates. ”

"I still used it yesterday, and I put it in the pencil case, but I don't have it today, and it must have been heard by someone when my classmates and I praised this pen, so they took it. ”

"How are you so sure?" Professor Han asked Xiuxiang with a smile.

"What else could it be?" Hideka's voice was visibly unhappy, and the air she exhaled turned white, and some frost reached her eyelashes.

"What else could it be? There are many other possibilities, such as falling on the floor, being thrown away as garbage, or accidentally falling out, missing, or ...... In short, there is not only one possibility, you can't always think about everything as simple as you want. Dad spoke earnestly and taught Xiuxiang.

"Oh, well, it's broken. Xiuxiang nodded.

"That's right. Don't take it so seriously. Even if you see that pen, you can't say anything like 'this is my pen, did you steal it?' and you can't recognize it anymore, you know?"

"Why? Daddy. Hideka asked, "Why can't I recognize my own pen?"

"Because, if we catch the thief and catch the stolen goods, since we haven't caught the thief, there is no way to identify it. Professor Han squatted down and patted Xiuxiang's head, Xiuxiang's neck shrank, "The pen is no longer in your hand, so naturally it will not be yours." ”

"But I really want that pen. "Xiuka is very sincere.

"Kid, what is gone will not come back, there are better pens waiting for you. Professor Han regretted that he only bought one and came back.

"Will it?" asked Hideka.

Professor Han didn't answer again, and seemed to be a little impatient.

"No more. Xiuxiang thought, "No, I don't have a favorite pen anymore", unconsciously, a tear fell from the corner of Xiuxiang's eyes, Xiuxiang was just angry with herself, and felt that even if she said this, she couldn't fully express her feelings of being really lost, she felt that her father didn't understand herself at all.

No one bullied her, she just felt very wronged, that feeling of losing what she liked, why couldn't she avenge herself when she suffered a loss.

"You say it's not annoying. Xiuxiang said to herself, she wiped away her tears, only to see that there was a mechanical pencil floating in the air in front of her that year, which was exactly the same as her favorite pencil back then.

"There's really everything here. Xiuxiang wanted to laugh, but she cried unconsciously.

During that time, Dad's face was sometimes not very good, and he always seemed impatient with himself.

Xiuxiang didn't dare to ask for a birthday gift, nor did she dare to be coquettish, nor did she dare to say anything.

Now that I think about it, maybe Dad has something on his mind.

Xiuxiang held a mechanical pencil and wrote the word "heart" in the air, the pen was the pen of the year, but the feeling was no longer the feeling of the year, Xiuxiang's tears flowed, she didn't know if she was about to lose, or for what she was about to lose in the future, or for what.

"Dad's words were right, but back then, I really didn't understand. Xiuxiang said.

"However, the magic here lies in the compensation, although it is fake, but let's talk about it. Xiuxiang thought, "There are so many regrets and pains in life, and here, they can all make up for it, what a good place." Xiuxiang wiped her left eye, and tears flowed down her right eye again.

"How?" thought to Hideka, "it's the same as before again." ”

A dark cloud drifted up to the sky and turned into rain above Hideka's head.

That piece of "cloud and rain" visits Xiuxiang from time to time, but since high school, it has become a resident guest.

Stepping into college when she was in high school, Xiuxiang has been in pain for a while.

On the one hand, it is because of family changes, and on the other hand, because of unsatisfactory majors.

"I don't know why, but now that I have been benevolent and my wish has come true, I am not happy. What's so sad about this, it seems that there are pretentious genes in my bloodline, which is not good. ”

The scenery in front of me seemed to be like a watercolor, and suddenly faded, Xiuxiang sniffed, the tears went back, and the scenery returned to its original state for a while.

Xiuxiang thought, "There's a doorway, isn't it?"

Putting away these other thoughts, Xiuxiang focused on thinking about those unhappy things, and sure enough, after a while, she became sad again, and Xiuxiang's vision began to blur, and it seemed to become her own monologue again, and she didn't know if these were real scenes: "I was wrong, Mom, I was wrong." ”