Backpack dropped on snow.....

Kamachi Teiichi stared at Akina Nakamori's trembling lips, and his heart stirred up turbulence.

"Okay." Constantly echoing in his heart, the "hut" in Kamaike Teiichi's heart shook in the wind and snow, and he wanted to say the "good" he hoped for, but it kept lingering on his lips.

"Okay~" Before he could say anything, a deep man's voice came here.

"Akina-chan, Akina-chan, you're finally back, that..."Big Ben ran over from the door of the neighborhood panting, and said impatiently as he ran.

Noticing that the man in front of him was the agent he met in the office that day, Pu Chihui took a look at Akina Nakamori and found that Akina Nakamori wanted to speak and stopped. Kamachi knew that it was impossible to stay any longer, so he turned around and walked towards the apartment.

"Ah~, Mingcai-chan, this is the man who came to my office to deliver something to you that day, why is he here, he won't be here to pester you, right?" Big Ben said in surprise, looking at Akina Nakamori in front of him wearing a heavy cotton jacket.

"Big Ben-san, he didn't pester me, he's my friend." Akina Nakamori turned around and said absent-mindedly.

"Friend~" Big Ben was a little confused, and couldn't help but think, "Do you still need to hand over something from a friend?" ”

"Is there anything wrong with Big Ben-san looking for me so late?"

Big Ben hurriedly came back to his senses and took out a pale yellow paper bag from his bag, "Oh, it's Warner Records that created some songs for you, let you pick them up, and the subsequent recordings will follow up soon." ”

"Got it." Akina Nakamori took the paper bag, turned around and walked towards the staircase with a heavy heart.

Big Ben couldn't help but worry about the girl in front of him, and he had an emotional outburst some time ago, although it seemed to have adjusted later, but now Akina Nakamori looks so absent-minded again.

"Alas~, wait..."Big Ben sighed as if he noticed something, why is there a men's scarf around Akina Nakamori's neck?

"Friends? I didn't know each other for a while, until I received something from that man, and I looked like I had gone out today, and I was still chatting at the door, wearing each other's scarves..."

"It's not easy."

Akina Nakamori watched the door closed by Kamaike Hui's family, revealing a dull matte red luster. She gently placed her hand on the doorbell and stayed there for a few minutes, and finally she chose to give up knocking.

Pu Chihui leaned against the back of the door, looked down at the deep entrance, didn't want to make a sound, and the "wooden house" in his heart was flooded and buried by the wind and snow over and over again, falling into darkness.

There was the sound of the door closing in the hallway, and he trembled and groped in the darkness, found the familiar desk, put the scarf and back white on the shelf, turned on the lamp, sat down at the desk, and left a thick ink on it with a pen.

"I like you," Akina said to me

I was so frightened that I couldn't say anything

"Eternity" refers to the present moment

Her words stopped the whole universe

I'm still too

I finally cheered up

But he only said "Okay..."

What did I do

It was a brutal night

In the cold room, there was no sound, and everything was reduced to a black shadow.

Pu Chihui touched his hot forehead, a huge sense of sleepiness and tiredness welled up in his heart, folded his arms, and hid his head in the crook of his arm.

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"Ah~, what are you, what are you......." A middle-aged man violently grabbed the woman's hair and quickly dragged it to the handrail of the stairs, the air emitted a strong smell of alcohol, mixed with the smell of blood.

The hideous man kicked the woman's shoulders and stomach, the woman in the red house clothes was paralyzed on the ground, seeing that the woman ignored herself, the man pulled the woman's hair again, put the woman's head on the blue and yellow wooden armrest, and kept slapping the woman's face with his hands, the woman's eyes were swollen like a monster, the purple red blood scab was dripping with blood, and her eyes were staring at the direction of the door.

The little boy looked at the miserable situation outside from the crack in the door, tears kept leaving out, he wanted to scream, but the girl behind him covered his mouth with both hands, not letting him make a sound, and the girl was also choked with despair.

Pu Chi Teichi wanted to break through those hands and break through everything in front of him, but the sweat wet his whole body, he was still powerless, he could only fall into the vast darkness.

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"Wife, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, spare me this time..."The man with a dejected face knelt on the ground of the courtyard and begged for forgiveness from the woman lying on the bed in the room. The woman stared at the white ceiling and closed her eyes in regret.

Forgiveness again and again is exchanged for increased violence and anger, and after sobering up, it is so decadent to kneel in front of you and beg for forgiveness, always as long as you pretend to be a happy family outside, women feel worthless for their lives and their children's lives.

The elder sister was carried down from the upper floors by the man, and the little boy looked at everything in front of him, and could no longer stay in the dark room, he roared and rushed out of the room, clinging to the man's legs, and the man kicked the little boy directly to the wall.

"Why hit the child..."

The dying woman on the ground spasmed silently, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she struggled to stand up and pushed the man down the stairs.

The woman picked up the car keys from the window, picked up the boy on the ground and ran down the stairs quickly, and then carried the girl on the ground on her back, and made a trembling head towards the garage.

"Don't go, don't go, you dare to do this, I can't spare you."

The man's roar came out of the black room, and the little boy looked behind him in horror.

Putting the boy and girl in the back seat, the woman anxiously started the car, and the wound next to the girl's eyebrows kept bleeding onto the boy's face and clothes.

"Don't go." The man's hands pressed on the front safety cover, and he looked at the mother and son in the car with a hideous expression.

"Bang~." The gate deformed and collided with the front of the car, red blood flowing from the bottom of the car, and one arm stuck between the tire and the bumper.

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"After the trial of this court, Tang Wanhua's girl was convicted of manslaughter due to domestic violence and escaped, and was sentenced to 12 years in prison..."

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Sitting on the bed in the orphanage, the boy was 6 years old and his sister was 8 years old, looking at the silent "darkness", and since then insomnia has accompanied the boy all his life. The boy doesn't like to talk, he always sits alone in the corner and looks out the window at the sky. Under the persuasion of his sister, he turned back into a child and put on the "mask" he liked.

Deep down, he built the "cabin".

Later, the boy was admitted to college, and his sister chose to give up her studies to work outside, and met a man, a very kind man, who was very good to his sister.

The boy has also become an adult, he spends his spare time to earn living expenses and tuition, and often visits his sister, who also married the good-faced man in the year of his Ph.D., and it seems that everything has become better, but the "mask" on his face has never been removed.

After graduating from college and university, he easily found a satisfactory job, but he still wanted to tell his sister the good news, but he could never forget that day, the "man" returned, and the good-faced man became like his father, showing his hideous side.

He wanted to call the police and take his sister away, but the man's hypocrisy fascinated his sister, the man always confessed his mistakes afterwards, and she reveled in the sweetness that was only after the fact. Everything has become so ridiculous, so unfortunate.

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My sister died, and when she was salvaged from the river, her face was pale.

Kamaike Keiichi will never forget the snow of that day, and the cold river water froze the corpse like a stone.