The clouds are stacked on top of each other, laying this ladder to the sky.

On this day, from the morning onwards, the air is filled with warmth. In the height of summer, this kind of weather is really uncommon.

The sunlight obscured by the clouds shines obliquely, and the colors are as soft as silk. Compared to the scorching sun that is common in this season, nature seems to have finally noticed a single boredom.

This is especially evident in Tokiwadai's schools. This is also the most famous feature of this school in the city.,No one will be single.,No one will be the same.。

Once a system is in an unchanging state of isolation, it will only get worse and worse. Every Tokiwadai student, no matter how different they may be, is a true believer in the laws that govern the universe.

Only by knowing how to enjoy life in this way can we understand the true meaning of life.

The thin light that pierced through the clouds waded like a stream over the roof. There, a woman sits on her knees on the edge of the roof, her face in her hands.

Gently, softly, smiling, singing.

"O dear one,

Whose courtyard is full of people,

There is an endless stream of people with longing.

What is the greatest proof before the eyes of the wise,

What is the greatest happiness in the eyes of the seeker,

It's like a full moon that walks through the night.

You travel from one forbidden place to another overnight,

You rise to an unimaginable position,

All the saints welcome you,

You led the saints through the seven heavens,

You are the banner and the model of the team,

You have witnessed every pole of the Heavenly Court, far and near.

You are so noble,

Every position is humbled for you. (Note 1)

The woman sang in a language few people understood, and the beautiful melody of this beautiful picture was accompanied.

"Ahh

Very, very pleasantly, whispering to myself.

In her whispers, snow-white birds swam leisurely in the thin stream; In the same thin light, the black cat jumped nimbly onto the eaves and curled up on her knees.

In the thin light, a simple but beautiful picture is outlined.

"You seem to be in a good mood?"

Someone said this to her.

"Well, it's not night. I prefer the night to the day. Only the night can withstand all my emotions, whatever they may be. ”

She shrugged her shoulders slightly, then sighed as if she really felt sorry.

"Time seems to be extraordinarily lenient to you, which is really enviable."

"Don't say that, Mr. Mianbian. You're not old enough to lament the passage of time."

The woman reached back and brushed her hair back. The three strands of braid naturally spread out, and the green silk spread out like a cloud.

Compared to her, the woman she was talking to had gray hair.

"To you, I'm just a senior."

Whether you want to admit it or not, she is already an old woman, which makes the elderly Mianbian sigh. In fact, although the woman is much younger than her, she can still call each other the age difference between seniors and juniors. But even from the outside, people are already unaware of this fact.

"That's right. But you're also my daughter's teacher. ”

The corners of the woman's mouth curled playfully. However, she also frowned slightly.

"You and your daughter really don't look like each other at all."

Mianbian said unceremoniously.

"Only a father wants his son to be like himself, a qualified mother, and he doesn't want his children to be like him."

In exchange, the woman replied as if she didn't care at all.

Like? Isn't it like?

Whether it is from words and deeds or demeanor, Mianbian can see some shadows of this junior from the first honor student of Tokiwadai. But she never thought there was any resemblance between the mother and daughter.

Even, there is no resemblance to the junior before the "change".

Suddenly, Mianbian remembered what this junior used to be.

The girl who didn't have much talent, the girl who didn't even dare to speak too loudly, the girl who was reprimanded by her for being timid, that was the junior she was really familiar with.

Now, the girl exists only in her memory.

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"Kaihara-san?"

"Ha ......"

In a trance, I came back to my senses because of the call of my classmates, and I saw the classmates around me looking at me strangely.

This is in the hallway of the classroom. Due to the special nature of Tokiwadai, even if it is still in the middle of the holidays, there are still students in school. It's already the second year of school, and I'm already familiar with the special features of Tokiwadai.

So the dome couldn't believe the singing coming from overhead. If she heard correctly, it should have been her mother's voice.

She had never heard her mother sing, but that wasn't a problem. It's just that, as I said earlier, even during the holidays, there are students stranded in Tokiwadai.

Tokiwadai students, to use a joking phrase, will probably be able to take down the White House with their bare hands. The roof is not open to anyone other than the concession, or Tokiwadai itself is not open to the public. So, why is Mother there? Didn't anyone find her?

Tilting his head, Qiong Nai felt a little inexplicable.

Even more inexplicably, when she came to the top, the door to the roof was locked.

Of course, the symbolism of the Tokiwadai lock is greater than the actual meaning, and there are too many capable people who can ignore the existence of this lock. For example, this door lock doesn't mean anything to her.

However, it is obvious that the mother cannot be the type of person who is capable of herself. Does the intact lock mean she didn't take the door at all?

Suddenly, as if noticing something, Qiongno's body trembled.

Will the mother be the able?

She thought of such a thing.

For some reason, it was only now that she thought about it for the first time.

Shaking her head, she chased away these meaningless thoughts.

In any case, it makes no difference whether the mother is capable or not.

As I said earlier, this door lock has no practical meaning for many capable people. In fact, for Dome Nai, even if she didn't use her ability, this lock was equivalent to non-existence for her.

Because she has the key to the door lock, her roommate is an astronomy enthusiast. Even if Tokiwadaya has an observatory, it may not be available to students at any time. So to observe the starry sky, of course, you need such a place.

Pushing open the door that led to the roof, she overheard a conversation.

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"Speaking of which, I thought you would go down this path, but you gave up easily. No matter what you become, you eventually gain talent. You can do many, many things if you want to. What makes you abandon all of this? Is it because of Kaihara? ”

"Oops," the woman shook her head helplessly, before turning her head. "Senior, are you so forgetful? Have you forgotten why my grandfather is hostile to me? If it weren't for me, Waiko should have a real childhood sweetheart that only belongs to him; If it weren't for me, I would still be the junior you are familiar with; If it weren't for me, Alice might still be alive in this world. If it weren't for me...... Oops, oops, you don't know these seniors, and if you accidentally talk too much. I'm sorry, but I'm alone and my emotions are getting high. In short, there are too many assumptions that are against me. Senior, if you need an answer, then I can answer you like this. ”

As if staring into the deep night, even the words seem to take on a dim color.

"It was only because my grandson needed me to be his wife that I became her wife. Other than that, I can't do anything. Because my real talent is only 'to be a mother'. ”

It's daytime, but it's like night.

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“？？”

After listening to the words coming from behind the door, Dome showed a somewhat puzzled expression.

It is not surprising that my mother knew Mr. Mianbian.

As a childhood sweetheart with a father who has a close relationship with Tokiwadai, it's normal for a mother to have an intersection with Tokiwadai.

Even the fact that my mother called Mr. Mianbian "senior" was not inconceivable. In the school park city of the school consortium, alumni and classmates can be said to be the most basic nodes of the interpersonal network. On the contrary, it can explain many things. For example, why does the mother appear in Tokiwadai and why is she on the roof?

As long as it is understood as the reunion of the predecessors and the younger generations of the past, it is a matter of course.

So Dome was just listening to it ordinarily, and she was very polite, and she planned to wait for the adults to finish their conversation before walking over.

However, when my mother started talking about my father, I felt that the atmosphere had changed a little.

What kind of topic is that?

It's like standing on a transcendent standpoint, narrating the unknown past. And the words of this narrative make people frown.

Even if the content is excluded, it is not like recounting one's past, but rather narrating an actor on stage.

The content of the words made her even more incomprehensible.

What is "his childhood sweetheart only"? Isn't my father's childhood sweetheart the only one that my mother has?

What is the outlandish phrase "If it weren't for me, I'm still ...... now"?

Who is "Alice"? In my impression, it seems that this name often appears when the mother and father laugh.

（“…… Ay? ”）

As she thought deeply, she felt like an electric current was passing through her brain, and she couldn't help but hold her forehead.

It's like thinking about it, and suddenly there is some kind of noise. It is as if in the process of retrieving information, there is a malfunction in retrieval.

Not right - if you want to describe it exactly.

It's not that I'm copying the information, but when I come across the topic, I feel like I can't grasp it.

She is the adopted daughter of the Haiyuan family, and neither her father nor her mother has mentioned their past in front of her. That's how it should be. That's right, no matter how she thinks about it, she can't even know the story that happened before her parents got married.

"It should ...... That's right? ”

Dome said softly as if asking himself a question.

Why, why is there such an unclear spiritual opportunity? I shouldn't have an impression at all, but I feel as if I have been touched by myself?

However, this kind of ** inspiration is more obvious, and it even seems to be noisy in thinking.

No matter what, I can't catch it. Anyway, I can't understand it. It feels like something should be important, but you can't get the slightest clue from thinking.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the slightly open door was blown backwards.

"Ahh

The hand holding his forehead tried to hold the door again, but in the end he was a little slower. The door rattled.

"Who is it?"

Teacher Mianbian turned his head and set his eyes on this place.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was rude."

Immediately stood up straight and gave a most respectful salute.

Her mother also turned around and looked at her tenderly with a gentle smile as if she had known about her arrival from the beginning.

Suddenly, even the mianbian had a strange feeling.

She felt that there was probably no smile in the world that could interpret the word "mother" better than this.

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PS: I'm sorry, but this time because of the World Cup and TI4, it was delayed for too long.

Note 1: This lyric is "Ode to the Cloak" written by the Egyptian poet Pu Suiri, also known as the "Book of Celestial Verses". Excerpt 7 "Ascending the Night".