The heavy curtains were drawn throughout, and the room was shrouded in darkness, even though it was daylight.

The TV is on, and a certain animation is playing, the only source of sound in the room.

Seven-year-old Ryogo sat quietly on the sofa, staring motionless at the TV, occasionally blinking his eyes, moving slowly like an old man in his seventies and eighties. Even breathing is slowing.

Narumi Suzuki sat behind Ryogo on the right, holding one hand to his chest, and rubbing the thumbnail of the other hand against his teeth, watching Ryogo's back.

Occasionally, she hallucinates that the person sitting on the sofa at this moment is not her son Ryogo, but an old man who is about to die.

Although the priest of Hieda Shrine came and made some moves, the matter was not resolved for the indigenous people in the vicinity.

The park was still in shadow.

No one could say why, but they were terrified of the park, and the atmosphere it gave off made them breathless. Coupled with the fact that people continue to have hysteria, one or two can be said to be individual causes, and the occurrence of the same situation in successive people is not explained by individual special circumstances.

Several tenants have moved out, some have gone to relatives' homes for temporary stays, and the rest are residents who have bought houses nearby and have nowhere else to go. Narumi Suzuki is one of them.

To this extent, she also discussed with her husband, but the other party only said that it was all psychological, and the house she finally bought was not what was going on, and the money she worked hard to earn was not artificial. Tokyo is not cheap, and it has cost a lot of money to make Ryogo adapt to social life to do corrective training for him, and autism is not suitable for living with others, so Chengmei doesn't want to follow the crowd.

In this way, Chengmei didn't mention it anymore, so she had to stick to it.

When Ryogo was clamoring to go to the park, Narumi had already sensed that the situation was not good, but there was nothing she could do, and when she wanted to talk to someone about it, she was surprised that there were not many people left in the apartment. Even the apartment manager himself, who had proposed to find a shrine, took refuge in the countryside.

She took Ryogo to the hospital for a visit, did various tests, and the doctor said that Ryogo had no problems, and even improved in interacting with people.

But Chengmei knows that things are completely opposite.

Things started to change when Ryogo stopped making a fuss about going to the park.

Ryogo no longer asks to go to the park at a fixed time, but instead sits on the couch and watches TV. It was an hour at first, then two hours, until now I can sit on the couch all day.

Wake up at 8 a.m., turn on the TV, sit on the couch and watch until 12 a.m., eat at 12 p.m., play with toys for a while, continue watching TV from 1 p.m. to 11 p.m., and then go to bed. Continue this routine the next day. It's been five days.

Such a routine is undoubtedly an overdraft for a small child.

Ryogo has heavy dark circles under his eyes, pale skin, and is visually very thin, looking like a malnourished skinny monkey from a distance.

Cheng Mei once turned off the TV and forced Ryogo to sleep. But Ryogo ran out in the middle of the night while Chengmei was sleeping, and sat in front of the mobile billboard for the night. The next morning, he was found and sent to the police station, and then found Chengmei.

Since then, Chengmei didn't dare to interfere with Ryogo's behavior anymore, and could only watch him lose weight little by little. When I took it to the hospital for examination, the doctor just said that the irregular work and rest and malnutrition were all that the hospital could do was to give nutritional injections.

Cheng Mei has no choice, no matter what, she can't say that she can move Ryogo, and as time goes by, the communication between the two becomes less and less. In the past, Ryogo would still say two sentences, but now, he doesn't say a word all day, there is no beauty in his eyes, and his gaze is unfocused.

And this kind of Ryogo makes Chengmei more and more strange, from the initial anxiety to the current overwhelm, Chengmei is a little trance.

The longer she stays with Ryogo like this, the more Chengmi feels that everything is so taken for granted, and Ryogo seems to have been born like this.

Awakening like this is becoming less and less common for Narumi, and she can barely remember how long she had been sitting behind Ryogo.

When the curtains are drawn, the boundaries between night and day become blurred, and the concept of time becomes nothing.

A day or two days, or a month or two months?

Cheng Mei stood up suddenly, because the long sitting position made her dizzy, and her body staggered two steps and fell to the ground.

But the movement behind him didn't alarm Ryogo, and his face was still facing the TV.

Cheng Mei struggled to stand up and hugged Ryogo tightly from behind, crying and saying, "Ryogo, Ryogo, mom please, let's stop watching TV, okay?" Shall we eat and rest? ”

Ryogo was unmoved.

Seeing such Ryogo, the long-standing grievances and irritability in Chengmei's heart attacked her together, and finally evolved into an anger: "Ryogo Suzuki, what do you want to do!" Do you know how much we sacrificed for you? It's not enough for you to be autistic, are you going on a hunger strike now? Do you want to die?!! ”

The emotions in Chengmei's heart were vented when she said that, but then regret followed, she knew that she shouldn't have done this to Ryogo, but she couldn't control herself at that time.

After getting angry, Narumi began to cry, hugged Ryogo and kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mom didn't mean that. ”

At this time, Ryogo moved.

He turned his head slowly, and the room seemed to be filled with the sound of jerky gears turning.

"You want him dead, don't you?" The old woman's voice rang out.

At this time, Chengmei realized that it was not Ryogo in her arms, but an old woman who exuded an old and rotten smell.

Her face was covered with furrows and wrinkles and black-brown age spots, her head was sparsely white and her scalp was exposed, and her eyeballs were almost covered with the whites of her eyes, with only a small amount of black.

Cheng Mei was so frightened that she retreated again and again, tripped over the bench, and used this as a starting point to crackle and shatter.

The old woman stood up—not much taller than she sat on—and walked towards Chengmei step by step, with a cane in her hand at some point: "How do you want him to die?" ”

In Chengmei's eyes, countless scenes about Ryogo rolled.

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"Ryogo, where's your mother?"

In the conference room of the apartment, a group of people looked at the child who suddenly appeared, and Watanabe, the person in charge of the apartment, asked him.

Tsukasa Kurihara, Kabeyoshi, and others arrived at their destination an hour ago, and Watanabe-san, the person in charge of the apartment, came to greet them.

Watanabe was very happy to see so many people coming to the shrine, and there was also a camera reporter from the TV station, which showed that the other party attached great importance to the comparison.

Before they came, Watanabe posted a message of the assembly meeting in the owner group, but no one responded, and there was a meeting before, but it didn't work, and gradually people stopped coming.

Someone secretly took a few photos of Beiji and posted them in the group, and when they saw that there were real people, the residents of the apartment arrived one after another.

Everyone knows that Ryogo Suzuki is an autistic child.,I don't usually have much contact.,The message sent was to Narumi Suzuki.,I didn't expect Ryogo to appear here.。

Ryogo lowered his head, trembling uneasily, his fingers twisting and wiggling.

"What's wrong?" Watanabe asked.

"Ah!! Yes!!! Ryogo couldn't say a word, and could only let out a meaningless roar under Watanabe's inquiry.

The shrill sound made the people present frown, and Watanabe hurriedly went over to hug Ryogo to control Ryogo, but Ryogo kept struggling, and his mouth still let out a meaningless roar.

"Quiet, be quiet!" Watanabe tries to control him, and the scene is a bit chaotic, and the rest of the people whisper.

It took some time for Tsukasa Kurihara to recognize Ryogo, remembering that he was the kid he had seen in the park before, and his mother was supposed to be one of the two interviews with Tsukasa Kurihara. I don't remember who it was.

Ryogo couldn't speak, and others couldn't figure out his intentions, so Watanabe could only ask Ryogo to take him away and not affect the meeting.

But there is a hairball in the field that can directly see through people's hearts.

At the same time as the confusion, the hairball is reading Liangwu's heart, and Liangwu's heart has no specific words, but the emotional hairball can understand it.

Worried, scared, Mom.

"Big... President, something seems to have happened to this child's mother. Furball said secretly to Tsukasa Kurihara.

Hairy Monster.

Furball said excitedly: "It has something to do with strange talk!" ”