Zhao Tong had hardly spoken to Li Qian before, and when she heard the teacher relay the news of Li Qian's death, she couldn't help but be shocked.

She felt cold.

She wanted to laugh.

It's a very vicious joke.

Zhao Tong participated in Li Qian's vigil in front of the spirit, and only then did he really feel that she had really died.

Those girls who often cried to death for the girls who swirled around her.

They kept sobbing and comforting each other.

Zhao Tong didn't cry, he couldn't cry.

Before a tear of sympathy, she was curious about the girls who cried so inhuman.

Do those people like her that much?

What do those who cry so much know about her?

Zhao Tong believes that at least Li Qian has attractive charm, and those who flatter her should know her better than themselves.

However, there was something that made Zhao Tong unlucky.

It is the time of the vigil.

Zhao Tong, like the rest of his classmates, was in a daze when he walked outside from the venue of the vigil.

At this moment, she suddenly heard the voice of someone speaking.

It was an unbelievable voice, old and childish at the same time.

There were many classmates and worshippers around, but the voice was not drowned out by those sobs and talks, but reached Zhao Tong's ears very clearly.

"It's unfortunate, but she must be happy."

This sentence seems to be asking someone, no, it is simply said to Zhao Tong.

However, Zhao Tong couldn't agree with this sentence.

Li Li Qian died.

She died at the height of her life.

She doesn't grow old, and she will always be the same as when she died-

Is that really the case? Zhao Tong thought.

Death, is death really happy?

I don't know who said that.

Is it the girls who circled around Li Qian, or someone from her family, relatives, and worshippers?

Maybe it's because I'm so sad that I say such comforting words. However, Zhao Tong couldn't understand.

Since Li Qian is so bright and beautiful, it is only in someone's memory. Friends, family, or other people......

But what if no one thinks of her?

What if she is forgotten?

Why did she have to die?

Such a dazzling person should live.

If there is a distinction between superior and inferior people, the first person to die is himself.

I have no merit and I don't do anything.

It can't help anyone either.

However, if it was Li Qian, she would be able to do all of this.

Li Qian has more value than herself, and everyone loves her very much.

The one who should die is himself.

That's right, I should have died quickly. Since it's so useless to live, it's better to die.

She's dead.

But I lived.

Why?

Since Li Qian's death, Zhao Tong has sometimes thought like this.

That day, Zhao Tong came home an hour later than usual, leaving school at about five o'clock.

At the end of school, she was called by her Chinese teacher.

It seems that I can't scold enough in class.

Or it can be said that the teacher was in a bad mood and was completely annoyed by Zhao Tong.

In Zhao Tong's opinion, it was really unlucky and troublesome.

Although the teacher's lecture was not so long, she was given a lot of homework.

"Oops, it's dark......"

Walking outside, the snow had stopped, but it was getting dark.

The winter sun sets quickly.

Zhao Tong joined the track and field team in the first grade, quit the club before he was promoted to the second grade, and now he has never participated in the club.

Go home as soon as you get out of class.

I always feel like today is a long day. Recently, this feeling has become even stronger.

The sun is low and the daylight hours become shorter. The night was long.

It's a long and grey time.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Neither breathing nor sighing, but exhaling.

"I'm going home late anyway, so let's go and shake it off by the way......"

Zhao Tong, who took the tram to and from school, stood on the platform opposite to go home and waited for the train.

On the platform in the open air, the biting cold wind blew the skirt of the little pupil, which was neither long nor short, to swing frequently.

A girl from the same school walked in front of her.

The two girls were in the same class as her, but in the same grade.

They always feel like they came out of a fashion magazine for teenagers.

It doesn't have its own characteristics...... Still, well, it's better than me......

Navy blue tweed coats, mundane, unbranded scarves, and navy blue socks - baggy, feel cheap.

I'm really inconspicuous.

It was so unremarkable that I couldn't even squeeze out tears.

Soon the car came.

Carrying the people on the platform, they began to drive forward.

It started to snow outside, probably because the windows were too dark, so Zhao Tong didn't notice it.

She sat down in the empty seat.

Just now, the two girls were walking towards the door diagonally opposite Zhao Tong. They were chatting so loudly that no one else could hear them.

Of course...... No one paid attention to them, and no one stopped them.

Because, it has nothing to do with them. That's someone else's business.

What are they doing?

Some people fall asleep, others close their eyes and fall asleep.

Sitting next to Zhao Tong, a person who looked like a female college student was listening to music in the headphones in fascination.

The college girl turned up the volume of her headphones very loudly.

From the clicking rhythm, the melody of the music can be faintly heard.

That was a tune that Zhao Tong knew.

It's a song that was played on the radio late at night the other day.

Zhao Tong had nothing to do at that time, so he inadvertently let the music play all the time, broadcast and broadcast, and suddenly realized the song and reacted to it.

It was an English song, so I don't know what the lyrics are about, but it's fascinating.

It's a song sung by a girl in a cute voice that can't speak clearly.

Zhao Tong is not confident in his English listening, and he may have heard it wrong.

The deep voice kept repeating the lyrics.

Zhao Tong hummed unconsciously with the melody he heard slightly.

Hummed several times, several times.

I'mwaitingformygirl.

I'mwaitingformygirl.

I'mwaitingformygirl.

I'm waiting for her

I'm waiting......

- I'm waiting for her.

He muttered like a spell.

I'mwaitingformygirl.

I'm waiting for her.

Always under this winter sky,

Always on this star-descending night,

Views of the past,

and the footprints of the past are gone,

When the lyrics kept repeating, a certain image or image in Zhao Tong's mind gradually expanded in her mind.

"She" was waiting for her.

What was "she" thinking when she was waiting for her?

What have you been thinking about?

Maybe she won't come, maybe she won't come in the first place.

"She" is just wishful thinking.

So, what is the empty waiting "she" thinking?

The bus has arrived. That place was much livelier than Zhao Tong's residence and school.

Department stores, department stores and convenience stores are lined up.

When she got out of the car, she found that it was snow-white.

"Wow, it's so cold......"

She cowered.

Open the folding umbrella that is often stuffed in your bag and walk out into the street.

The snow, falling like a thin white fluff, covered the ground.

She walked aimlessly down the street.

Before the ride, she thought about what to do and what to see, but she just couldn't think of it.

It feels like everything doesn't matter.

At 5:50 p.m., the sky was gray and the street lights were bright.

Picture of a clothing store.

Zhao Tong walked into the store, and a girl her age was picking out clothes, trying on clothes, and giggling with friends.

Zhao Tong wandered around the store alone.

Even if she had friends, she didn't have the kind of deep friendship that could be called a sworn friend.

It doesn't use its cell phone to communicate with its friends, and it doesn't go out with friends on vacation. They only happen to be in the same class and talk occasionally.

That's all, nothing else.

Even if I'm dead and gone, no friends will worry or cry for me. 113

In the end, it will be forgotten.

When the snow falls, the previous scenery, the human footprints, the meows of kittens, and the laughter of children are all drowned out.

A display costume suddenly caught Zhao Tong's eyes.

The round collar is trimmed with buttons and appropriately added ruffles.

I think it's cute.

But it's not for me.

I didn't wear anything like this. Clothes I wouldn't wear for the rest of my life.

Although everyone praised her for being handsome, such cute clothes are also suitable for her to wear.

If it were her, it would be a good fit.

Because — it's her.

Zhao Tong thought so.

Still, why is she the only one gone?

Still, Why did she die?

“………… ...... again"

Not again.

I miss her again.

Zhao Tong has not forgotten her for a day.

What is that girl named Li Qian to Zhao Tong?

"Huh......?"

- Suzu.

A shadow passed in front of Zhao Tong's eyes.

It is outside the window of the store.

Zhao Tong was attracted by it and ran outside.

Just across the road, there stood a young girl.

A snow-white girl. Her clothes, hair, and skin were a flawless white. Like a doll.

The girl was obviously standing there, but Zhao Tong felt that she was like a phantom.

- As if you are not careful, you will never be able to see again.

She met the girl's eyes.

Result –

The girl smiled slightly.

That smile was very beautiful and sad, and somehow Zhao Tong felt very similar to "her" smile.

Moreover, she felt that she had seen the girl somewhere before.

I can't figure out where it is, though.

Every critical moment, I can't always remember clearly.

"Ahh

Instantly, one or two trucks obscured her vision.

When the big truck drove by, the figure of the white girl was long gone.

Just deep in the ears,

- Suzu.

I faintly heard a sound like a bell.

When Zhao Tong returned home, it was already past eight o'clock.

"I'm back......"

No one answered her with a "you're back".

At this time, my father was still in the company, and my younger brother went to tutoring.

The kitchen was again filled with the sound of chopping vegetables.

Both parents were away from work, and my mother came home at about seven o'clock to prepare dinner, so it was not uncommon for the family to eat dinner late.

My mother has been nervous lately.

The reason is her brother.

Zhao Tong and her brother are about to take their high school exams. He could read better than she did. My mother has a lot of expectations for my younger brother, but her grades have not improved recently, and at most she is on the edge of the passing score of the voluntary school.

The mother, who was staying in the kitchen, unusually happily said to Zhao Tong, who walked into the living room, "Why is it so late." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Tong only responded. I threw my bag on the sofa and sat down. Pick up the remote control on the table and press it with a crackle. She doesn't particularly want to watch a show, in short, she just looks at the comprehensive channel full of knowledge absentmindedly.

Judging from the mother's anxious appearance lately, it was absolutely impossible to imagine that she would say mildly:

"Zhao Tong, go wash your hands and rinse your mouth, what if you catch a cold?"

"Oh."

Zhao Tong replied. In order to comply with her mother's words, she stood up.

"I'll be back early tomorrow. Satoru doesn't have to go to cram school, and I'll have a party with the dance teachers tomorrow. So, I'll leave it to you tomorrow for dinner. The mother shouted to Zhao Tong who was about to walk out of the living room while humming a song.

This time, Zhao Tong walked to the bathroom without answering.

Tomorrow will be a little early...... Yes.

Do you want me to take care of Zhao Wu? Want to prepare dinner?

Moreover, there is a party between the mother and the teacher who practices the dance.

I see, I see.

Okay, okay.

The so-called "gathering" is not a meeting where the uncles are not Mr. Shuluo.

Oh my God, I've been so happy since the other day, and I'm not a schoolboy.

Ah, isn't the dance teacher also a man?

I see, I see.

It doesn't matter what happens to my daughter? Is a man more important than a daughter?

Tomorrow -

It's my birthday.

You'll forget about it.

That's how bad I was anyway.

Anyway - because I'm the only one who does.

My parents worked hard to build an ideal house with a loan.

Poorly functioning washbasin.

Turn the faucet on.

The palm of the hand, the temperature is cold and stinging.

Body temperature.

Cold hands, as if they were going to freeze.

The cold heart seems to freeze.

If you can do this, you will be happy.

If I—like that—disappear—

If it disappears like this......

Definitely—much easier.

Zhao Tong thought so seriously.

But why?

You'll remember her smile.

Li Qian was smiling.

She smiled at me.

She must be the sun.

Well, ...... yourself It's snow.

When the snow hits the sun, it melts and disappears.

It takes a long time for the sun to go down.

However, what is still deeply imprinted in Zhao Tong's memory is that the sunset that day is very beautiful.

Following.

Yesterday's snow literally turned the whole street white.

Zhao Tong thought it was snowing outside, so he got up earlier than usual and went out earlier than usual.

The mother is still very happy, and she has forgotten her daughter's birthday already.

Zhao Tong didn't sigh at all.

The weather outside was clear, but the road was snowy and difficult to walk, so she walked cautiously.

Although he walked carefully, he was still hurt by the melting snow.

fell on all fours, ugly to death.

"It hurts...... Zhao Tong fell very humiliatingly, painful and embarrassed, so he muttered unconsciously: "Alas, I really want to die......"

Those who, like Zhao Tong, walked to the station in order to get to school by train, were exhaling white air and walking briskly with their bodies curled.

There was a girl who looked like a high school student on the other side, and she also had a wrestle like Zhao Tong. Her face was flushed, redder than her pretended face, her head was lowered, and she ran away as if she had fled the scene.

If you run so fast, you'll fall again?

Or are you so ashamed that you want to die?

Like me?

It's different, isn't it......

I......

Because, I—

I am—alone.

When I was fixing him, I remembered a certain time in the past.

My back screamed with scruples.

If only I could hold you tightly.

I wish someone loved me.

I'm alone, but I finally have a partner.

However, now I am still waiting for her.

Heartily, waiting for her.

If only I could hold you tightly.

My back cried out in solitude.

The snow barely affected him, and Zhao Tong arrived at the school without incident.

The car also runs according to the timetable.

She just fell once.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Tong arrived at school too early and sat in an empty classroom seat.

The classroom was unheated, and it felt cold, but she somehow was in a daze.

"So, what am I doing......"

The teacher's clock ticks the time. It was carved with a loud noise.

Tick tick,

Tick tick tick.