Fragments of memory: Part one

[Daddy, where are we going now?]

A little girl of six or seven years old's sharp eyes kept turning, and one hand gently lifted the hem of her skirt, trying to reduce the water droplets on it, but it didn't work, but it became heavy again in an instant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She looked up at the man known as "Daddy" who was holding her hand and kept walking forward, trying to get an answer.

It's hard to understand, obviously on such a rainy day, as a father of a child, he doesn't care about the rain washing, even if the little girl's whole body is soaked, he is still walking on this rugged mountain road, and he doesn't seem to hear the little girl's shout, silently holding her hand, and has been walking slowly in a certain direction, even if it is the road in front of him... It's not clear.

After a while, the man lowered his head and looked at the little girl with a peaceful smile, and he wiped his eyes with his hand, as if he were wiping away the eyes that had been obscured by the rain, but the sadness in his eyes did not wipe away with the rain.

[We.. Go and see Mom's new home...]

[Mom?]

[Hmm.] ]

[Mom is on this mountain?]

The innocent little girl reluctantly stretched out her hand and pointed to the rugged mountain road, covered with dirt and stones, which extended in the direction of her fingers.

[Later...] Mom will always be on this mountain....]

After saying that, he couldn't bear the pain, stopped, picked up the girl, buried her in his arms, took a deep breath, and then ran forward, no matter how she struggled in his arms, how she called, until she disappeared into a corner of the mountains...

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Fragments of Memory: Part II

[Dad... Can I go out?]

The little girl put down the album in her hand and jumped out of her chair. Asking for advice from Zhuo's father, who was bowing his head across the table and writing something

[Just for a moment...]

[Hmm, where are you going?, so suddenly...]

The father, who was a little surprised, put down the pen in his hand, looked at the daughter in front of him kindly, and said that it was kind. It's not right, this man's eyes contain too much more than "kindness".

[I.. I want to go to him.]

[He?]

The man was a little puzzled, but he reacted instantly and said with a smile

[Ah, it's him..]

When he said this, he shook his head very self-deprecatingly.

The little girl was looking at him expectantly, and her little mouth was curled.

Helplessly, he reached out and gently touched her little head, as if he had found some comfort that didn't exist

[Go for it...] But be sure to come back before dinner.]

Even though it was very unpleasant to be touched like this, the little girl was still happy to say [thank you] after receiving permission. ]

Then he couldn't wait to move his father's hand on top of his head with both hands, and ran out happily.

After watching her running back disappear from his field of vision, the man sighed heavily, and his originally peaceful and smiling expression became sad

[Hey.... At the very least, it will make her forget a little bit... It's been three months...]

For three months after returning from the mountains, she stayed at home, didn't go to school, didn't go out, and just locked herself in her room... But today...

Inadvertently, just as he was about to continue his work, he looked down and saw the photo album his daughter placed across the table, the largest photo embedded on that page.

If he's with her, he should be able to recover slowly, right?

While thinking, he took the album from the other side of the table, and slowly flipped through it, looking at the smiling faces of his daughters on the album, it seemed that his mood had also been rendered, and he became calm.

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Fragments of Memory: Part III

He was no longer there when he went to his house that day according to the route he remembered.

He.. Gone.

Also not at school.

Since I came back... How many days have it been?

And, at some point, the original residence... Also put on an unfamiliar nameplate.

Why?

I've searched so hard, but I've found nothing, and I've only got one result - he's gone.

Adults don't want to say it, and every time they ask this question with other peers, they all show fear on their faces, why?

They must be hiding something...

It is absolutely impossible! It is absolutely impossible for a person to disappear for no reason!

I've lost it once and there won't be a next time!

So, I begged my father to look for me, because I was young, so I didn't have any power, and I wasn't even given the right to be told what I really wanted. During these months, I learned to be absolutely calm and thoughtful, so I asked my father, who would never refuse, even if he didn't want to.

Now, when the time came for me to know the truth of the matter, my father brought a thick file bag from my uncle.

[Whisper... We.. Can you not watch it? Dad can take you there....]

At this time, Dad, who was able to stay calm even on that day, suddenly became able to tell such a lie with a smile...

Sure enough, something happened, right? and...

[Dad.I have a right to know.]

[But...]

He was trying to hold on to something, and the moment he looked at my eyes, he was very scared and slowly put the file bag on the table... Is my eyes so terrifying?

Dad left the study that had been his. It's just me, but it doesn't make a difference because what I want is right here...

Slowly open the file bag, and look at everything inside, because I don't want to miss anything. Nothing can be missed!

Hospitalization Records... Treatment options... Medical Record Book... Relocation Record:

A bunch of things that I would never have imagined slowly appeared in front of my eyes.

But... There is no mistake with the name and photo above, I have no doubt about that.

I don't know how long it took for me to read all the information that my uncle could provide to my father.

I get it, but a lot of things don't understand...

And that's just the result... What about the process?

These things can't just come naturally! Unforgivable stuff!

Never forgive!

At that moment, I was the first time. There was an urge to take someone's life, and I had this alternative idea when I was with someone I could replace who had left me forever.

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Fragments of Memory: Fourth

Kimura....

Is that you...

hehe

I looked at the face in the photo and smiled unconsciously, while my father looked worried.

Father, don't worry about me... The person who should be worried is the one who is right...

[Xiaoyin, Dad just promised you that you have the right to know everything, but other things... It's already gone.so...]

[Dad, I know, but you're not right.] ]

I turned my back and clutched the picture and all the information in my hands

[Ten years ago, thank you for telling me the results and giving me the motivation to live.Now, thank you for telling me the process and giving me a reason to continue living, so, thank you.]

[......]

[All I have to do is... It's just a belated promise, don't worry.]

The moment you get these things, the flame that can't be extinguished in your heart finally begins to bloom, so how to extinguish this fire?

The answer - to fulfill that belated promise.