Hitomi's condition now is a bit like Jonny's back then, she doesn't say a word, she doesn't make eye contact, she doesn't react to anything most of the time, like a shell that has been stripped of her soul, making all attempts futile, but this is something Joanna is used to. For a mother who has cared for a child with autism for fifteen years, Hitomi's puzzling behavior is really normal, and it is obviously easier to get along with Hitomi than the boy who had to help cut the smiling pancakes even for breakfast. At least she will give the right feedback to Joanna's words, let her eat and sleep, and she will sleep when she wants, which is simply obedient and obedient.

Since her son's condition improved overnight and he became an erudite and elegant honor student in just three years, Joanna has always felt that something was suddenly missing in her life, in addition to being relieved and proud. Although she herself refused to admit it, Hitomi's appearance obviously gave Joanna solace in this regard, compassion, sympathy and pity, and strong maternal love. She was always in high spirits when she took care of the little charmer, and the memories that once belonged to her came flooding back to her heart, making her feel both poignant and satisfied.

At this moment, she is like a lactating woman, feeding her child with a full **, so that her body and mind are smooth, and her long-stored emotions have been vented. For more than half a month, Joanna, who was in a good mood, not only became more energetic than before, but even her thin cheeks seemed to be a little rounder.

With a smile on her face, a relaxed, apron-clad mother happily called out to her 'pair of children' in front of the door.

"It's dinner time, kids! Today, you can have a good mouth, and the Chongxi mussels in the donkey moon are more delicious than at any time of the year. ”

As the sun set and his mother's cries woke Jonny from the beauty of the sky, he stood up and walked over to Hitomi's side, looking at her, as these days, the girl was clearly not admiring the magnificent Micah sunset, but staring at the sky without blinking. The sky is getting dark, the night is approaching, and in the distance, most of the lights of the suburban trading market of Lao Wencheng have been lit up, and it seems to be a puff of fireflies gathered in the sea of bosom wheat.

"It's time to eat, Hitomi." Jonny nudged the girl with his hand, and as many times before, Hitomi turned her head to look at him with a blank stare, and then returned her gaze to the distance. Jonny waited quietly, but this time Hitomi didn't stand up and go straight home, but kept staring at the sky.

"Come on, don't make Joanna wait." Jonny had no choice but to stand in front of her and hold out a hand, and he deliberately moved out his mother's name, as Hitomi seemed to be happy to cooperate with her these days.

Hitomi remained still, and after a long time, Jonny had to retract his arm in shame, but the girl then bent her arm and reached out, pointing at Jonny.

"How?" Jonny was puzzled, but quickly realized that she wasn't referring to herself.

"I'm sorry." He stepped aside, his eyes following Hitomi's fingers at the already gray sky, where nothing seemed to be.

"Nasser's direction." As if sensing his doubts, Hitomi suddenly spoke unexpectedly.

"Oh?" Jonny's heart moved, and in the more than ten days since she returned to Qilian, the girl had spoken for the first time.

The red glow in the sky converged, the strange light of the glass was gone, and the starry sky began to become more and more clear and magnificent under the infinite skyline where Mestra also disappeared with Micah.

The long eyelashes twitched slightly, and Hitomi's eyes were as sad and misty as usual, which made Jonny feel like he was approaching a panicked fawn, and he became more cautious, not daring to move, and trying to think about his words.

"That's where you came from." He nodded to Hitomi. "How long has it been since I left?" He asked.

Hitomi's eyes were hollow, and she just shook her head slightly at Jonny's question, indicating that she didn't know.

"Then you must miss your hometown very much and look forward to going back." Jonny had to guess that his words seemed to fill Hitomi with sadness, and the little charm looked lonely and lowered her head.

"Once you're traveling, you can't go back." She wept and moaned, her small voice barely audible.

"Why leave? I mean, your hometown, you're ordered to come, you're a legendary oracle, right? Jonny tried to get to the point step by step, but was met with a silent response.

"You saved us, didn't you? As Malcolm said, you gave him the exact intel and the time he needed to get into the Four Seasons with the tuba, how did you manage all of this? Jonny struggled with the question in his mind and asked Hitomi again the question that had not been answered, but the girl looked at him this time and finally gave a laughable reply.

"I don't know." She shook her head.

"But how is that possible?" Jonny was even more puzzled by this. "Everything comes out of your mouth and you don't know it? It doesn't make any sense. ”

"Kids, if you keep grinding any longer, the good taste of the food will slip off the table." Joanna, who was standing in front of the door, saw that the two of them did not move, so she urged again, and Jonny hurriedly waved her arm to her mother to indicate that she would arrive soon, and she was relieved to go back to the house and start to dispose of the last hot dish.

"I'm sorry for the attitude, I just wanted to get to the bottom of the facts, but anyway, I think we still have time." Jonny smiled sheepishly at Hitomi. "You see, Chongxi mussels are waiting for us."

He turned and walked in the direction of the door, but the lagging little charm didn't move.

"The gloom of the old days, hidden in the shadows, is ghostly, and that catastrophe is coming soon." The girl said suddenly, behind Jonny.

"Disaster?" Jonny couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and he turned around to face the girl, and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him seemed familiar. Hitomi's description caused him to immediately swap out what had happened in front of him a few years ago at the Mall, except that the fairy man with flapping wings had become the girl with a flap of his wings, and the terrified Roger had become him.

"Miserable, miserable, single-minded, unreasonable, and without mercy." She stared straight into Jonny's eyes, and there was a clear moving rhythm in her jerky words.