"That girl named Gu Qiange is the real owner of this fan. "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "When Bai Zi said this, Mr. Yu had already gotten up and walked outside the house. I hurried to follow, for fear that I would be left here. "I don't mean that she is the real owner of this fan from the time she bought it, but that this fan should belong to her."

It doesn't matter if I understand this kind of thing or not, as long as I can get out of here. Anyway, I know that I can't force my way out now.

"You mean, if we find Gu Qiange, we can go out?" I followed Mr. Yu closely and asked him for confirmation.

However, the boss of facial paralysis is very quiet with a lot of personality. It was the white son behind him who answered my question: "When you want to operate something that doesn't belong to you, just find the owner of this thing and ask him to help you." ”

"Okay." It's useless to say it...... I touched my nose a little frustratedly.

The road beneath your feet begins to become narrow and winding, and it seems like there is a small slope uphill. Jagged shrubs and weeds began to appear on both sides of the road, and there were lush trees in the distance, making me feel like I was walking in the deep mountains and old forests. It didn't take too long, and the road seemed to come to an end. I looked over Mr. Yu's shoulder and looked ahead at a somewhat shabby-looking courtyard nestled among the trees.

Mr. Yu stopped. I hesitated for a moment, bypassing Mr. Yu and walking towards the courtyard gate. Shirako followed me, still holding the fan that he had taken from Mr. Yu at some point.

Got closer. The courtyard is small and surrounded by crooked wooden stakes; The courtyard gate is a wooden door about half a person high, with a few cracks, and it looks very old. My eyes were quickly attracted by a figure in the courtyard - not a tall, thin and small figure, it was Gu Qiange. I was absolutely not mistaken, even though I had just met this girl today, but to be so close, her clothes, her back, the feeling she gave people...... It's all Gu Qiange.

"I found it so quickly, and it went well." Shirako jumped over the fence of the yard with a light movement and turned around and winked at me. "I'll be going back right away."

"Huh? Yes! Wait......" Standing at the gate of the courtyard, I subconsciously pushed the door. The half-human-high wooden door unexpectedly sank when pushed up, and there was a screeching sound when it was opened.

"......" Shirako turned his head to look at me, as if he was a little surprised.

I ran to Gu Qiange's side and patted her on the shoulder. She didn't react.

The location where Gu Qiange stood was right at the door of the only room in the courtyard. She faced the room where the door had been opened, motionless. I couldn't see Asaga's expression, so I had to look at the place where Asa Ge was looking.

The man in Tsing Yi, the woman in the white dress.

One person reads in front of the case, and the other embroiders next to the bed.

This is the world of these two people. I felt like an intruder, but I couldn't get out of it. I could only breathe as gently and slowly as I could, so as to minimize the guilt of disturbing others.

Then, I seemed to see the full story of these two people.

Everything seems to be the way it is. So peaceful, peaceful. Two people who are somehow far away from the hustle and bustle, live leisurely in this landscape. There were no ups and downs, and it was like this until the woman in the white dress died of old age. The man in Tsing Yi, who had not changed his appearance at all, stood in front of the small grave bag until a long time later.

I came back to my senses and felt like my chest was clogged. Turning his head to look at Mr. Bai Zi and Mr. Yu in the courtyard. Mr. Yu didn't react; Bai Zi stared at me, as if someone had a picture of a king on my face. When he saw me turn around, he waved his hand at me and laughed, "Can we go now?" ”

…… I don't know......

"Hmm." A thick nasal voice came from behind me, startling me and almost jumping out like a cat.

Gu Qiange walked out, his face full of tears. She took the fan from Bai Zi's hand and said thank you.

Then a thick fog appeared around me and enveloped me.

When the fog cleared, I was standing in the jade garden again.

Is...... Like a dream.

But not a dream.

Gu Qiange, whose eyes were about to swell into walnuts, stood opposite me with a fan in his hand. Mr. Yu was sitting behind the counter and slowly laying out the tea set.

“…… The ,...... "I really don't know what to say to Asaka.

"Thank you." Qiange raised her hand and wiped her eyes, "Thank you, Sister Ye." ”

"Huh?" Why thank me, I've never known what was going on......

"Hmm. Thank you for selling me Cheng Nian. Otherwise, I may never know, I will never miss ......"

"Cheng Nian...... ? I looked at the fan in the shallow singer.

"Yes. It's been waiting here. Asa Ge carefully put the fan away, "The person who made this fan is an alchemist who fell in love with an ordinary woman, so he lived with her in her hometown. But...... Alchemists live much longer than the average person. So in the years since the woman was gone, the alchemist alone copied everything he had with his wife and preserved it. And he and his wife are the owners of this fan. These are all things that Cheng Nian told me just now. ”

"Then you should be their descendants." It's similar to what I've seen, undisturbing but extremely sad. I smiled, and Asa Ge must have been sad, and I wanted to comfort her, but my mouth was too stupid to know what to say. “…… You, don't be sad......"

"No, it won't." Qiange raised his head and said seriously: "I also feel so sorry that the two of them have not been able to be together all the time." But it is not sad, because ...... I don't know, but I'm feeling very happy now. ”

“…… Is it. "I can't understand it.

Shallow Song said goodbye to me. I watched in amazement as she walked out of the Jade Garden and into the night. Can't say what it feels like.

So, now let's explain. After that, it's up to you to decide if you want to work in the Jade Garden. ”

Shiroko's voice floated above my head. I followed the sound and looked up, and saw Shirako sitting cross-legged on top of a shelf, smiling at me. Beside him was a black-haired man with curly black hair who looked about the same size as him, sitting on his knees, holding a sugar gourd in his hand that was full of disobedience in the summer.

"Okay." In fact, I already think that it is not bad to continue working in Yuyuan. After all, I'm not afraid of ghosts, not only am I not afraid, but I'm very interested in these things. But of course the explanation has to be heard. It's better to be clear than to be confused.

"So, tell me about ......" Shirako stretched out his hand and pointed to his side, "His name is Kuroko." ”

There are too many slots in the name "......", and I choose to remain silent.

Curly hair is sunspot...... The face is expressionless, giving people the illusion that he is Mr. Yu's son.