The woman of the rift paid a lot of money to negotiate with the leisure center to buy this small wooden house and the surrounding land, she hired a designer and many workers to build a fence around the wooden house, and arranged it into a dreamlike garden, the small wooden house is in the center, it is the cherry blossom season, she moved the whole cherry blossom tree, and planted a circle around the inside of the wall......

She put Xiao Zhi in the coffin and dug a pit at the back of the wooden house to bury it.

A tombstone was erected, with the words "Mr. Xiao Zhi" written on it, and there was no other information other than that.

The breeze blew, the cherry blossom trees in the garden swayed gently back and forth, and the pale pink cherry blossoms turned into cherry blossom rain and fell on Xiao Zhi's slightly bulging grave bag and on the long black hair of the Rip Girl......

She moved a chair and sat quietly by the grave, her arms resting on the tombstone, her head resting, her eyelashes lowered, no joy or sorrow, as if all she was doing was just boring to pass the time.

The flowers on the cherry blossom trees slowly wither over time, leaving only the bare branches there, which is not very beautiful. As usual, the Rift Girl leaned against the tombstone with her eyes slightly closed, and suddenly, her eyelids opened, and she felt the power of a faint curse gushing out of Xiao Zhi's grave bag......

She was familiar with the cursed power left behind by the woman named Sada, and at the same time there was a strong sense of revival in the making......

Sadako won?

The corners of the crack woman's mouth cracked a little, and her beautiful face showed a little more hideous.

She slowly stood up, pulled out the big scissors, shook her head, and clicked!

A strand of long black hair fell from the sky, tied it to the tombstone, put her fingers together, and the power of despair poured in, and Sadako's almost overflowing consciousness and curse slowly shrank back. This is the last shred of "despair" power to suppress the pain of the cracked mouth. The pain tore at the corners of her mouth, and she almost couldn't hold the scissors in pain......

Put on the long gray-brown coat and wrap the long, wide bright red scarf, she was like this when she met Xiao Zhi for the first time.

The rift girl walked out of the cabin, gently pushed open the small door of the yard, locked it, walked out dozens of meters away, looked back at the small wooden house, she raised her scarf a little higher: "Mr. Xiao Zhi, I'll go out." ”

Light is very popular in this country.

There is a lot of chicken soup culture in it, and there is no shortage of joy, anger and sorrow.

I don't know which book has such a passage that easily resonates:

Some people lose their temper in front of you every day, and she keeps saying that she wants to run away from home and never come back. But in fact, she will not leave, and every word of her departure is waiting for you to stay. The one who really decided to leave, she would neither cry nor make trouble......

On a sunny day, she puts on her favorite outfit, smiles and nods to you, and walks out the door. Then her figure disappeared forever in this sun-filled time......

In the long years of "living", watching acquaintances grow old and die little by little, it is easy to have a strong sense of loneliness.

In the days when she didn't have to kill people to relieve her pain, the rift girl didn't know when she liked to read, domestic, foreign, there were masters and unknown writers, and she had read too many people's lives in books......

Depart Chagichi by car and leave Izu Oshima by boat.

When she arrived in Hokkaido, she made several bus transfers and boarded the train to her final destination.

Amid the clanging of the train, the Ripper opened the booklet that had not been written for a long time, and wrote down with a ballpoint pen what she had seen and heard in the past few days. When it was written that Xiao Zhi died, the tip of the pen stopped, she had lived too long, experienced too many emotions, but forgot the emotions, she forgot what it was like to be sad, just very dazed, never dazed......

Turning to the last few pages of the booklet, each page is hand-painted with a face, male and female, old and young, these are her former siblings, parents, and grandparents......

That's how she remembered their faces.

The fingertips gently rotated the ballpoint pen, and the tip of her pen fell on the paper and swiped, and the skillful brushwork quickly outlined the face of a young man, with a faint smile on his face, and seemed to be full of confidence in everything, but when he looked closely, he felt that it was not like that, because there was a deep tiredness in his eyes......

After she finished sketching the last stroke, a voice came from beside her, "Sister, did you draw your boyfriend?" ”

It was a seven or eight-year-old little Shota, who was the child of the passengers in the back, and at this time he stood up and leaned on the back of her chair and looked at the portrait on the booklet and asked. The rift girl looked at Xiao Zhengtai's face, subconsciously touched the big scissors in the coat, and then let go of her hand, with a smile in her eyes, she was about to nod her head and shook her head again: "He, he's just a person who doesn't want to forget......"

Xiao Zhengtai showed a sudden realization expression: "I know, he's very important to his sister, right?" ”

The index finger of the rip girl gently stroked the cheek of the portrait: "It should be, my sister has a very vague feeling about these, it's very strange, obviously not very familiar, my sister just doesn't want to forget him." Xiao Zhengtai didn't seem to understand the complicated meaning, so she let out a perfunctory but polite sigh and sat back in her place......

When the train arrived at the terminal station, under the reminder of the platform horn, the rift girl closed the pamphlet and followed the noisy crowd to get off the train, and the figure was crowded in it and looked a little lonely. After a little transfer in the car, I came to a remote mountain village, which was almost deserted, and the young people went out to work and saw the outside world, and few of them were willing to go back to the mountains.

The people who stayed in the mountain village slowly grew old, slowly dying one after another, and finally only less than three lonely old people were left as the last villagers......

The Rip Girl walked unusually smoothly on the muddy mountain road in her khaki high heels, her brow furrowed slightly from the moment she got off the bus, walking in the mountain village, she kept looking around, looking for places that could overlap with old memories. This was the beginning of the pain, and she had never been back since she left with her siblings......

Walking along the trail, she unconsciously went up the mountain, saw a rock that had been standing for many years and had a sense of age, and found a place.

In that place in my memory, there was a small temple there.

She hesitated, the temple was guarded by the power of the gods, and she couldn't enter as a monster. She bit her lower lip and reached out to push open the door of the temple, unexpectedly unhindered by force.

I didn't see the presence of the monk, and I covered myself with a thick layer of dust, and walked to the position of the main hall, where I was enshrined by the gods, and on the platform dedicated to the gods, there was a statue of a black dog with two small wings on its back......