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"Children love dust, and their whole body and mind crave sunlight like flowers. [愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】——Tagore"

On the way out of school, the boy with a black schoolbag on his shoulder and muttering looked at the children in the park full of laughter, playing some kind of unknown chase game together, and made himself disgraced.

He shook his head with a mocking face, thinking that when he was at the same age, every time he was forced to be a ghost, he was only to be bullied and dusty home every time he was not afraid of ghosts, and finally he had to be reprimanded by his parents when he went back.

So, Biqigu came to a conclusion.

"No one likes dirty dust, and the most beautiful and rare flower, the epiphany, does not need to survive perfectly with the help of sunlight, it is better to say that the lone tall flower that blooms in the shade is the most independent and strong existence. I'm more than Kiya Hachiman, and I've always been the lonely one who admires himself - epiphany! ”

Biqigu suddenly thought that if he let Xuexia hear his remarks, he would look at him coldly and complain about "Biqigu fungus, how dark is your childhood" or something.

With a proud look and a slight head raised, the corners of Bi Qigu's mouth opened into a smug smile, humming a weird tune, and continued to get up and walk on the way home.

In the park, a cute girl with pigtails is happily chasing and playing with other children.

Her face was dirty, and her pretty little dress was covered with dust, but there was a happy and joyful smile on her face.

Children are full of innocence, and their hearts are as pure and immaculate as snow.

Suzu Myoshima is happy at this time, and only when she is with this group of children who seem to be about the same age as herself can she forget the fact that she is a humanoid machine, but a person of complete flesh and blood.

At this moment, she forgot her identity and only treated herself like an ordinary child.

But there was inevitably a collision in the chase and fighting, and a little boy ran headfirst into Suzu Miaoshima because he ran too fast, and the bear child only felt like his head had hit a hard stone, and suddenly his head was swollen with a big bag.

He sat on the ground, covering the swollen part of his forehead, and began to cry.

"Wow-"

"Hey, Xiong Zhi, it's okay, right?"

"Doesn't it matter?"

The other children gathered around nervously and asked with concern, and Suzu Miaoshima stretched out her hand with a slightly worried look and a trembling self-reproach, trying to pull up the child Xiong Zhi who had been inadvertently made to cry by herself.

"You go away!"

One of the little girls seemed to have a good relationship with that Xiong Zhi, and she pushed away Suzu Myoshima with her eyes and tears in her eyes.

Suddenly, Suzu Myoshima stiffened her expression and withdrew her hand with a gloomy look.

The little girl helped Xiong Zhi up, only listening to the immature voice with crying, but it was like a thunderclap on Miaojima Suzu's heart.

Xiong Zhi looked at Miaoshima Ling angrily, and asked with tears flashing in his eyes.

"Why... You look like an iron lump?! It hurts!! ”

The so-called speaker has no intention of listening to the heart, Xiong Zhi walked towards home in the care and inquiry supported by the children.

Leaving Miaoshima Suzu alone in the cold wind of the park, obviously a robot, there will be no such feeling of cold, but Miaoshima Suzu wrapped her small dress slightly with a miserable smile.

"It's like... It's a little cold.,Go back.。。。 ”

Carrying it alone towards the gray sky, his pupils lost focus and were a somewhat dead gray.

Jingle Bell –

Suzu Myoshima looked slightly stunned, and took out a pink flip phone from her pocket. It was a prompt from a text message, and when I opened my phone and saw the person who was writing to me, my dark pupils gradually became colorful.

She was a little uneasy, but also a little happy, and repeated over and over again the name of the letter.

Eventually, she smiled happily with a look of surprise on her face.

"Father!"

On the screen of the mobile phone, which reflected the faint white light, there were only a few words: 'I'm at your headquarters, I'll take the time to see you' - Father.

For ordinary people, his father is as reliable as a mountain and cares for his existence, and for Suzu Myoshima, he is her founder. Although she knew in her heart that the father was only using her as a substitute for his dead daughter.

Even so, she felt satisfied. This joy is eager to be shared with others.

Pulling down the phone contacts uncontrollably, Suzu Myoshima was embarrassed to find that it was really difficult for her to find someone who could tell her current mood.

Eventually, the contact's name stayed in a certain column - Katase Sakura.

For this enigmatic girl, Suzu Miaoshima has a little awe and curiosity in her heart. Because Sakura is the first and only person who can discover her true identity when they meet for the first time.

With some trepidation, Suzu Myoshima pressed the dial button.

Dudu –

"What's the matter?"

As soon as the phone was dialed, I heard an indifferent voice over there, and ran directly to the topic, without the slightest feeling of dragging mud and water.

With a wry smile, Miaojima Suzu helplessly thought that this is also the other party's consistent style!

Asked by Sakura, Miaoshima Suzu took a beat, feeling that it would be strange to tell the other party that she didn't know what her joy was, so she asked around the bend with hesitation.

"That,Katase... Hongling will hear that the handling is almost done? ”

Sakura on the other side paused, as if she didn't expect that what she wanted to ask about these 'little things', so she said in an unmotivated tone.

"Oh... It's almost time to wrap it up, and when the time comes, remember to ask Naoichi Shinkawa to prepare money for me! ”

Miaoshima Suzu hurriedly nodded her little head, Sakura has always been so straightforward, and she never likes to talk about scenes. And such a person is suitable to relieve the troubles that are entwined in her heart.

"That、Katase do you think.,I.。。。 What kind of being I am ... I mean, for me ... ”

The tone seemed to be a little hurried, and Suzu Myoshima stammered and asked.

"Huh? What the hell are you trying to ask?! I don't know what it is called... ”

The other party sneered impatiently, and seemed to have the intention of hanging up the phone.

"Wait! I mean... Suzu Myoshima took a deep breath, revealing a nervous and uneasy mood, and asked in a deep voice: "I want to know, what do I belong to in your heart, is it a lifeless tool and machine, or... Person? ”

"Poof! - People? ”

Sakura's sneering voice came from the phone again, and suddenly Suzu Miaojima's face tightened, and her lips were pursed together.

"There's a world of difference between you and that flesh-and-blood thing called 'human'!"

Suzu Myoshima lowered her head with a bitter expression of resignation.

"Yes..."

Then Sakura's words made Miaojima Suzu stunned again, and there seemed to be an unbelievable surprise.

"I don't know what you're worried about, but it seems to me that even if you don't belong to a 'human' person, you are a person with thoughts and independent actions. You're not stupid! ”

Sakura at this moment, calmly holding her mobile phone while talking, while walking on the way home. There was a light red rope scarf around her neck, which was chosen by the girl who was not feathered herself.

Regarding Suzu Miaoshima's words, Sakura did not perfunctory and comforted. Because in the previous life, it didn't matter if it was flowers and trees. Birds, birds, animals, or mere spirits can achieve hegemony.

So in Sakura's heart, there is a thought born, that is, a unique existence, then there will be infinite possibilities!

Regarding the idea of self-doubt and rejection in Myoshima Suzuna, Sakura said that she couldn't understand!

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a moment, and the voice was as clear as the sky.

"I see, thank you, really thank you very much! - Sakura! ”

Sakura was stunned, and picked up her phone and looked at it suspiciously. It seems to be checking whether the person making the phone call is mistaken, because the other party's voice is grateful, and the final call is not "Katase", but "Sakura".

What is this, does the crooked fight make the other party have a sense of identity?

With a helpless smile, Sakura shook her head. Reading, a better reading experience.