I can still recall what happened when I was a child. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

My childhood was not peaceful, it was the Third World War, and maybe those who were close to the mainland did not taste the surging flames of war.

However, the heaviness of war is never only felt by soldiers, especially in this kind of world that is not beautiful in the first place, and in such wars, the kind of control that goes to the same weight makes the whole world in which they live even more precarious.

This feeling permeates almost every level around us.

Whether it is from such a monopoly capital industry or from all levels of society, the sound of war is always reminding me that the huge unemployment rate has made my already drunk father more irritable, and almost all the time that can be seen by our eyes is that my father is constantly abusing us.

In the cold wind, when I was very young, I was constantly thrown out of my home again and again, what is the reason? I couldn't even think about it, I just remembered that my mother kept crying and pulling me back, and that heart-rending cry and that kind of invective tone almost filled my ears.

Why, exactly?

I do not know......

In fact, I don't even know why I have to stay in such a world, is it because I am afraid of stray bullets on the battlefield? There's no need to be afraid, is there?

Isn't it possible to eat anywhere in this world? Why should I endure this?

Yes, because you can eat anywhere, you don't have to face all that.

Speaking of the degree of extreme resemblance to others, only when you look away, you will know that the past cannot be changed, distorted impulses, anxiously waiting, but constantly feel trembling.

Obviously want to be excited to pursue ......

But fearful?

From the moment I looked up at the sky, did I really feel it?

I want to escape, I actually walk slowly like this, the feeling of loneliness makes me so painful, whether it is crying or laughing, but it is clear that all eyes are like this, but people always walk like this, trying to find the answer, but they always look like they are smart.

I was supposed to laugh at the voice that had no space, and I gave up something just to pursue the survival of that moment.

None of this is without a needy reason.

Just so that tomorrow I can still look at myself on the street, cry, laugh, hate, just so that I can live tomorrow.

But I love this now, but I can't stop trembling about yesterday.

Yes, all that lingers in my ears is the feeling of constantly wandering in trembling, and it is completely unclear how many times I have been beaten and passed out.

……

Pure dreams, like a breeze, slowly recalling in the world.

Keep thinking about your own gains and losses, and whether your behavior is right

Maybe they wouldn't have died if they had shot it themselves

Self-reproach and the fear of death hovered over my heart.

Looking at Levi, who seemed to have fallen a little sleepy, I just walked step by step with my head down.

I don't know what she went through there, or what she was tested in that place, what she faced in that hell, but I didn't want to think about anything that happened there, blood mixed with cracked dirt mixed with that gloomy world.

But even if I don't think about it, the world under the sun is indeed vividly reproduced in front of my eyes, and her voice is still whispering in my ear.

At last......

The figure of that person who died seems to be still in front of my eyes, and the extended world seems to be so sad, looking back at the beginning, no matter what it is, I was at a loss, but ......

"Are we almost there?"

I kept my head down, thinking about it.

I glanced at Levi.

Looking at the sunset shining on my body in front of me, the reflection of such a figure, the world that I can already see is right in front of my eyes.

Maybe you don't have to think of such memories anymore, just think of it as an impermanent past.

In the air with the breeze that was still slightly carrying.

I looked at him with a smile and said.

"yes......"

The moment of separation is always waiting for the moment of meeting, and the restless restlessness is all the exploration outside the abode of the mind.

Accompanied by the last thing that goes against life.

A thought slowly arose in my memory, and that was the moment when someone gave me my trust.

"We're almost home......"

As I say this, I stride into the world that I can already see.

I can feel the feeling that I am looking forward to more than I am, and the feeling of wanting to see, to understand, to hug.

"I'm looking forward to it......"

My pace slowed down again.

For I really don't have the strength to run again.

"Hmmm......"

She replied, and I could hear the anticipation from the bottom of my heart, and the yearning for the future.

"Really......"

It's just that after such a sentence, I don't know why I always feel a dull feeling.

Perhaps, under such emotions, I have just been punished by this simple purpose of wanting to go back, and I have never thought of it.

"Aren't you looking forward to it?"

I glanced at her, purple hair in a bun running down my cheeks.

I can feel that flicker.

"There's nothing to miss...... Even the one who saved me...... It all feels strange......"

"Why?"

"Maybe it's because I don't have anything to be missed."

"Didn't you have it before?"

"yes......"

"Won't you...... There are always things in life that should be remembered. ”

"No...... It's just that when I rubbed my eyes one last time, I already regretted it. ”

"If you don't have memories, you can create together?"

"Hehe......" I chuckled softly, and the setting sun left a golden temperature on my body, leaving a slightly black color on the trees.

She seemed to feel the temperature.

So, the voice just smiled softly, and then with a kind of laughter that could be heard.

"Don't worry, no matter who says what you do, even if someone says you're a liar, even if the whole world doesn't believe you, I will always stand by your side."

She hugged herself in the back like this, like a mother holding her son, and it was an extraordinarily warm feeling.

"You're no longer alone......"

"As I said, we are companions."

Looking at her face, the setting sun reflected a different kind of light on it.

"Really?"

I closed my eyes, but there was a slight smile on the corner of my mouth.

"Are we companions?"

Under the sun, the two people like that staggered forward on the hillside, even if they were talking about something, the hearty voice kept echoing in the air.

"Of course ......"

I walked slowly and looked up at the sky, the sunset was constantly burning the clouds, as if emitting a burnt smell, it was the color of the colorful glow in the sky, accompanied by the blue waves like reeds rippling in the water, like the clouds walking in the air kept floating.

"Maybe...... Maybe one day I will find happiness like her? ”

"Maybe......"

It's like a frog leaping on such pure water, bringing up the lotus root on the pond and the slight spray on the lotus.

“……”

"Companion?"

"Companion ......"

"I'm sorry, but in the end, I still have to let you comfort me......"

I said softly.

"Don't mind, everyone is hesitant in this world."

"Really?"

I lowered my head, but I gently closed my eyes in that world, and the warmth seemed to wrap me in an instant, yes...... If it weren't for what happened......

Maybe......

The sun is so warm and refreshing.

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