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When Wang Yong received a call from Yuki, he knew it was time to leave Sapporo again.

"Are you leaving?" Yumiji stood up and carefully straightened Wang Yong's clothes.

"Well, there's something going on in the snow." Wang Yong had already roughly guessed what was going on.

Some things still follow the established trajectory and do not change because of themselves.

"Okay, I must remember to come back." Yumiji thought for a moment and added.

"Definitely." Wang Yong stared deeply into Yumiji's eyes: "Maybe it's just a few days, and I'll be back, because the flow of time is different." ”

Yumiji put his face in Wang Yong's arms for a while before reluctantly letting go of him.

……

Dick North, the boyfriend of Snow's mother, died in a car accident. On Sunday evening, he went shopping on a street in Hakone and was run over by a truck as he went out with a shopping bag from his shopping mall. It's a head-to-head accident. The truck driver said that he himself did not understand why he did not slow down in a place with poor visibility such as downhill, and that he could only say that he was possessed by a demon.

Of course, there was some negligence on Dick's part. He only looked to the left of the road, but failed to confirm the right in time. When you first return to Japan after living abroad for a long time, it is easy to make such momentary mistakes. Because the nerves are not used to the situation of the left side of the vehicle, the left and right sides are often reversed. Most of the time there is no danger, but occasionally it can lead to catastrophe, as was the case with Dick. He was swept aside by the truck and crushed under the wheels of the oncoming passenger and cargo vehicle, and died instantly.

Wang Yong got off the plane, thinking about Dick's death, his bones had been burned by himself, so his death was a foregone conclusion, it was just a matter of early or late. Under the predetermined pursuit of fate, you have no way to escape.

On Tuesday afternoon, Wang Yong drove to Hakone with the snow. Snow said she couldn't leave her mother alone at home.

"She really can't do anything on her own. There was an old woman who helped, but she was too old to think about it, and she had to go back in the evening. Can't leave her alone. “

"It's better to stay with your mother for a few days." Wang Yong said.

Snow nodded, and snapped through the driving map for a while. "Hey, last time I said he was going too far, didn't you?"

"Referring to Dick North?"

"Hmm."

"You say he's a complete fool."

Snow tucked the map back into her door pocket, rested her elbows on the window, and stared motionlessly at the scenery ahead. "Now that I think about it, others aren't bad. Treat me with kindness and care. He also taught me to surf, and although he only had one arm, he was better than a man with two arms. I was also sincere to my mother. “

"Yes, a nice guy."

"But I wanted to take him so excessively, at the time."

"Yes." Wang Yong said, "I can't help but say that, I don't blame you." “

She kept looking ahead and didn't look at me once. The early summer wind poured in through the fully open window, blowing her hair like blades of grass.

"It's really pitiful, he's that type of person." Wang Yong said, "People are not bad, and in a sense, they are even worthy of respect." But it's often used as a good-to-use dumpster, and all kinds of people throw in all kinds of things. Because it is easy to cast. As for why, I don't know. Probably he was born with a tendency to be looked up to if your mother was silent. "Medioccrity is like a stain on a white shirt, once it is dyed, it can never be washed off and irretrievable.

"It's not fair."

"Fundamentally, life is inherently unfair."

"But I think I've gone too far."

"To Dick?"

"Hmm."

Wang Yong sighed, braked the car on the side of the road, and turned the key to turn off the engine. Then he put his hand on the steering wheel and looked at her face.

"It's gone, and there's no point in dwelling on his death. And ......"

A tear streamed down his cheek and fell to his knee, but it stopped, and no more tears or sounds. It's not easy!

"What the hell am I going to do?" After a few more moments, Snow spoke.

"Time wears everything, and in general I don't know Dick well, and I don't have the same relationship with him as long as you do. But as time passes, some of the pain goes away over time. In general, let's try to put it down as much as possible. And your attitude is not bad, it has always been like that, others will get used to it, and it has nothing to do with being excessive. ”

Xue looked at him steadily.

Wang Yong sighed slightly and continued to drive the car in the direction of Hakone.

In general, he is a person who has no feelings, lives in his own world, and the death of others is difficult to touch his heart. Maybe it's just regrets, where is life not full of regrets. He didn't know how to comfort Snow.

Wang Yong brought the snow to Yu's house. This is a villa plot developed by a large real estate company. There was chaos inside the house, and without Dick's care, it seemed that the rain had fallen into chaos.

Wang Yong bought some food and put it in the refrigerator, cleaned the whole house a little and prepared to leave.

The rain and snow sat next to each other on the couch. Rain's eyes were moist and gloomy, and he rested his head on the snow's shoulders. She seemed to be languishing due to the effects of a certain drug; Yuki was expressionless, but did not appear to be unhappy or upset by her prostrated mother, who was snuggling up to her.

"Spend a moment with your mom here?"

"Hmm." Snow nodded, and with her mother, she seemed to have lost some kind of luster, and looked a little dull and weak.

Wang Yong took Dick's luggage to his house, and the mother and daughter sent Wang Yong out of the door. The two women stood side by side outside the stone wall, looking down at Wang Yong almost without moving, and the scene was a bit mythical.

Wang Yong got into the driver's seat. They stood there until they turned the corner. As the sun sets, the western sea begins to turn orange. I wonder how the two of them will spend the night coming.

"Whew~" Wang Yong exhaled, feeling that Xue might stay there for a while, maybe a month, thinking of this, his knees couldn't help but feel a little sore. Overall, he wasn't willing to wait that long at this time in time.

……

After a week, Wang Yong waited a little anxiously in Tokyo, he was used to being on the road all the time. He called Xue, and she was still so weak on the phone.

"Come out for dinner, tomorrow?"

"Okay."

……

The rain was still leaning on the sofa weakly, and his eyes were moving in the space with weak eyes.

Xue came in after changing her clothes and said let's go, Wang Yong said to Yu again, let's go out.

The rain deaf to the ear. So Xue shouted, "Mom, let's go!" Yu raised his face, nodded, and took out another cigarette and lit it.

"Go out for a ride and don't come back for dinner." Snow said.

Wang Yong was only a little more energetic when he found that Xue was with him, and when he occasionally joked, Xue would also let out a somewhat cold laugh.

"Wouldn't it be better to go back to the wizarding world?" Wang Yong asked tentatively.

"There's no way," said Snow, "I understand what you mean." But now is the time to catch up with such times, and it's the same everywhere. “

"Because mom became like that after Dick's death?"

"Uh- there's a reason for that, but not exactly, I think. It's not something that can be solved without leaving my mother's side, and I can't help it on my own in any case. In the final analysis, it is the general trend. The stars are getting worse and worse, and it's the same everywhere now. The body and head are not well connected. “

The two of them lay on the beach and watched the sea. The sky was overcast, and the fishy sea breeze stirred the weeds on the beach.

"Star Fortune." Wang Yong said.

"Star Fortune!" Xue smiled reluctantly, "Don't lie to you, the stars are not lucky." My mom and I seem to be on the same frequency. As I said earlier, she has energy and I am lively, but she is depressed, and I am gradually languishing. Sometimes I can't figure out who comes first. In other words, I don't know if my mother influenced me, or if I influenced my mother. But no matter what, she and I seemed to be tied to the same rope. Whether it's sticking together, or leaving the two phases, it's all the same thing. “

"The same rope?"

"Well, mentally." "Sometimes I hate it and I argue and fight, and sometimes I feel that it doesn't matter and I don't say anything. Leave it to fate. How to put it well - sometimes I don't control myself very well, as if I am being manipulated by a huge external force, so that I can't tell which is myself and which is not, so I have to resign myself to fate and ignore nothing. I'm tired of it! I wanted to scream that I was a kid and crouch in the corner and stay motionless. “

In the evening, Wang Yong sent the snow back to Hakone's house and returned to Tokyo by himself.

He communicated a blue light in his mind: "Xiao Yi, let's go to the magic world." ”

In Tokyo in May, Wang Yong disappeared suddenly.

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