"Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll help you figure out a way!" Akagi put down his pen and comforted, handing a solid-colored handkerchief to Chieda, who was sobbing with his head......

Chiwig

Speaking of which, the name Chieda sounds a little strange in the city, just because the name has just been on the news of the city twice, the first one is:

"On November 13, the 11-year-old genius girl Chieda Hinamoru released a new work "The Dead Caged Bird" and sold more than last week's literary list "......"

Article 2:

"On November 18th, Miss Chieda, the top ten of the new market rookie list, was assassinated, and fans accused Mr. Wen Xinji of secretly engaging in ghost ......"

This person may no longer exist in this world.

......

Chieda wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Akagi who promised to help with affection.

"Sir, how will you help Chieda?"

The voice is a lot hoarse, let's be tired of crying. Let's ......

Sweet as honey, the comfortable baby sound should not come back.

"Well, what's your home phone?"

"I ...... One... A person... Living, they are not in this city...... "Hina Shou is struggling, after all, he is making up stories.

"That's right, then, let's stay in the cold house tonight, and I'll find someone to open the door for you tomorrow, is that okay?"

"Hmm."

"By the way, today is Saturday, can you come with me tomorrow if I have a party?"

"Me?"

"Hmm."

"That's right...... Well...... Let's go together. ”

"That's great, Sister Hinamoru has done me a great favor!"

"Well, it's best if I didn't bother you."

The voice changed little by little, and he deliberately became happy, but no one would know what was going on in happiness. How long will the appearance of the knife in the smile last?

She smiled, her face like a blooming white orchid, the smile was written on her face, overflowing with satisfied pleasure, and the corners of her mouth rose like a rainbow after a rainy day. But it was also like a flash in the pan, and it was quickly put away contentedly.

It's worth looking forward to what this scene will become. Even the name of the protagonist is unknown.

"Have you read the book I wrote?" Akagi pointed to a book on the bookshelf next to him, pulled out a copy and placed it in front of Hinamaru with a strange expression. The title of the book is "Blood Red Revolution" Author: Suzuichi Akagi

"Are you the ......" Hinamaru suddenly became excited.

"Are you the third writer on that list? Sir, no, no, no, Akagi-sensei! I'm a fan of yours, I've been reading your novels since your "Dead Day", and today I actually met you, teacher, in person, and you are ...... next door to my house."

"Yes, it's me. This is a draft of my new book, I guess it will be done tonight, and then tomorrow's new book launch, like this! Sister Hinamoru is my assistant. ”

"Well, I do!" The girl in front of her nodded and smiled like a flower, her clear eyes overflowing with a hint of happiness.

Perhaps, this is the smile of the angel, which drives away all the gloom and, likewise, leaves a shadow.

"I'm lucky, hee-hee."

"Open the book and take a look"

"Hmm!"

The wind poured in through the window, and the girl bit her lip, and her stiff and numb fingers trembled and turned the first page, and saw the seventh sentence written:

"A belated miracle will be sung to every corner"

"I like this sentence so much......" The girl, whose face turned purple from the cold wind outside the window, said slowly, and after saying that, she fell to the sofa and closed her eyes, Akagi noticed that she was shivering like this, got up and left the sofa, walked to the window, opened the curtains that had been blown open, and closed the window.

"Look, the night is so beautiful!" Akagi pointed to the moon outside the window, turned back to the girl who was slumped on the sofa, and said.

"Get up and look at the moon a little."

"Hmm" came a lazy voice from behind, a sound of reluctant footsteps.

The sky is dark, the city is still brightly lit, a little starlight is revealed in the sky, and a bend of the eyebrows and the moon are quietly hanging. On a quiet night, the moon shines like water.

Hovering on a thin line, I let the moonlight as white jade wet my complicated thoughts, and then spread out like glittering water waves. The moon was still round and unscarred. It gazed softly at the earth, still the same warmth and charm, but in the depths of her heart, the true and perfect innocence was nowhere to be found. Her mind had long since departed from the clear light of the moon and sailed into the boundless darkness.

Under the moon, a bright room in a small dark building resembles its eyes, and unfortunately, it is one-eyed.

On the windowsill stood a well-dressed young man, and beside him was a little Lori wearing a black and white lace gauze skirt with a strange look. As if he had suddenly remembered something, he turned away from the windowsill, leaving the girl alone gazing at the lonely moon. The figure of the young man in the window gradually disappeared, and a girl with long black hair covered her face and was silent.

"How long will it take to look like this?"

......

Who are you, Chieda Mori?