"Dad~Dad~"

"Xiaoju, Dad is still busy, can you go find Mom?"

The man in memory smiled kindly, reached out and stroked it.

Then he turned to look at the red red panda and continued to discuss the words that were hard to remember.

"Xiaoju, don't disturb Dad."

"Mom~Mom~"

The woman with short ear-length hair reached out and lifted the hair from her ear, draped in her coat, and although she couldn't see her face clearly, her smile carried a sense of tenderness.

"What's Daddy up to?"

"Dad is researching a very powerful dish, a dish that is a hundred times better than all the things Xiao Ju has eaten, does Xiao Ju want to eat it?"

"I want to~"

"Then don't disturb Dad, let's take a look at the photos, shall we?"

"Good!"

Surrounded by a gentle embrace, the slender and beautiful hand gently opened the album.

The little girl with pigtails stood in the chrysanthemum bush, the dazzling sunlight falling, wearing a big sun hat, smiling and not even finding her eyes, and comparing herself to the camera.

A man and a woman beside him whose faces could not be seen clearly stood on the left and right of the little girl.

There is also a fiery red red panda, standing behind the little girl.

Flip the album gently.

The golden flowers are swaying, and the light and shadow of time are shaking.

In the bursts of laughter, the little girl always has a bright smile on her face, and she is looking at the camera, but her height is gradually getting taller.

Pigtails......

Hair......

Short......

In the dazzling sunlight, the figure of the woman on the right gradually dimmed, and then the figure of the man on the left slowly disappeared......

Finally, the red panda behind him also turned around and dissipated......

"Click-click-"

The beautiful and dazzling sunlight in my memory seems to have opened a crack!

The chrysanthemums withered in patches, dyed gray!

The tall short-haired girl stood alone in the withered flower field, raised her head, her abyss-like eyes suddenly dilated, and her face was calm and indifferent......

"Don't!"

He sat up abruptly from the bed, sweat on the sides of his cheeks, his eyes widened and he gasped violently.

In the calm and dark room, there was silence.

It was so quiet that only the ticking of the hands could be heard.

"Master Abbey, I can't eat ......" On the bed next to him, Koharu grunted and rolled over, sleeping on his back to the sky.

The sound of a thumping heartbeat was still vibrating in his mind, Ju Xiaoju stretched out his trembling palm, slowly covered his eyes, and tears couldn't stop sliding down his cheeks.

The photo album in my memory was opened, and the trivial daily life that was once buried in the corner of my heart was found one by one.

The more beautiful it is, the more heart-wrenching it is......

That's why she hates being alone......

That's why she hates it......

Reaching out and slowly holding the peace charm around her neck, the girl couldn't help but grit her teeth, and slowly squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Dad." ”

……

"Teacher Wang?"

Dressed in a coat, through the unbright sky outside, Ju Xiaoju sighed lightly, and saw a familiar figure on the terrace at the end of the corridor on the third floor.

Although the blue shirt was in the wind, the long hair danced, and he sat on the floor of the terrace, with his head slightly raised as if looking at the sky.

"Ah......h

Wang Quan yawned, quietly hid the small note in his hand into his sleeve, turned around and smiled: "Morning, Miss Xiaoju~"

Ju Xiaoju scratched her head and walked over with hot tea: "Teacher Wang, haven't you slept all night?" ”

"yes."

Hearing the sound of the girl sitting down beside him, Wang Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the night that was gradually turning white: "I heard Miss Ali say that Master Abei's illness is called intermittent time regression syndrome, which mostly occurs in older beasts, and the onset period will be like going back in time, and it may be a few years, more than ten years at first...... It slowly becomes decades until it returns to the state of a cub. ”

"Master Abbe's illness this time is even more violent than before, and now he is like an innocent cub, and his days are probably running out."

Ju Xiaoju was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then couldn't help but redden: "How could it be...... Such. When I came back this time, I didn't expect to encounter such a change, and I originally said in the letter that everything was fine......"

Wang Quan smiled: "Miss Xiaoju and Master Abbe have a good relationship." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm a little out of shape, but Chef Abbe grew up watching me, and he was the master who took me to the cooking table......"

Ju Xiaoju took a deep breath, let her hair be blown by the wind, looked into the distance and muttered, "After the death of my parents, Master Abbe is my only relative." ”

Wang Quan nodded: "I understand, it is very lonely to lose your parents and relatives and live alone in this world. ”

Teacher Wang...... Is it ......?"

"I can relate to you."

"Sorry......"

"It's okay."

Wang Quan smiled lightly and pointed to his heart: "To be honest, it's been so long that I've even forgotten what they look like...... But the memories left together are still here, and I can even remember the songs I hummed and the dishes I ate, as if I had never lost them. ”

Ju Xiaoju was stunned when she heard this: "But ...... Doesn't it hurt to think that they're gone? ”

"Yes."

Wang Quan touched his chin thoughtfully: "But all in all, it should be that...... The reason why it hurts when I think about it is because the memories of the past are too good, which also proves that we have both loved each other well, doesn't it? ”

"Xiao Ju...... Don't hate, trust your Father, believe that He loves us very much......"

In a small yard in the countryside.

The mother's face was sick, but she was still smiling.

The thin hand slowly fell on her face, and she could still recall the cold touch and the sound of tears falling on those hands.

Ju Xiaoju's eyes trembled slightly, and she bit her lip: "That...... That's probably because your parents love you very much, Mr. Wang. ”

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you remember that you ran away from home after a big quarrel with your father, and you were also very strange when you watched the camera last night, don't you like your father very much?"

“……”

"If it's inconvenient to say, even if it's ......"

"It's not that I don't like it."

Ju Xiaoju took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and said, "It's very annoying." ”

The warm smiling face seemed to appear in front of him again, intertwined with his mother's sick face repeatedly, one moment it was the warm laughter of him holding himself, and the other moment was the cold back that he would never be able to catch.

"Others think he is amiable, pampered by his daughter, cared for his wife, and responsible for his guests, and is a good man out of ten. But that man is actually colder than anyone else in his bones, he doesn't love anyone, he only loves himself, and only loves the career he created! ”

"It's not the same as in that video, it's ironic, isn't it?"

Ju Xiaoju smiled coldly: "I had a big fight with him at the beginning, because he wanted to study the dish that he had studied all his life, and for his chrysanthemum to go downstairs to become famous, and he didn't even see my mother's last face before she died!" ”

"That man ......"

Ju Xiaoju stretched out her hand and slowly held the peace charm that her mother gave her before she died, gritted her teeth and said: "My mother is seriously ill, he is reluctant to pay Ju downstairs, so he did not send his mother to the hospital, but sent his mother back to the countryside to recuperate!" Even when his mother was dying, she told him that she wanted to see him for the last time, and he didn't come back, but just sent a letter, and guess what was written in the letter? ”

Wang Quan was slightly stunned: "Say he can't get out...... Something like that? ”

"Huh."

Ju Xiaoju sneered and clenched her fists: "There is nothing written in the letter, only a bag of chrysanthemum seeds, I am afraid that my mother will be half angry when she sees it, so I even gave the flower seeds and the letter in the yard!" ”

"Uh......"

Wang Quan couldn't help but touch his nose, and heard the girl complaining about her father with a resentful face, this feeling was quite amazing.

"And."

Ju Xiaoju said with a slight mockery at the corner of her mouth: "Even after I ran away from home to study, the last letter he sent me before his death was only a double-petaled aster in it, probably because he wanted me to go back to see him for the last time and reconcile with him...... But, why?! ”

"I'm not a mother, I can be fooled by him with a few rotten flowers, why do I have to forgive him?!"

"I just don't want to see him for the last time, I want him to go to the end of his life with guilt for my mother!"

"Ha ......"

Ju Xiaoju grinned, but tears poured out of her eyes uncontrollably, put down the hot tea in her hand, and wiped it desperately with the back of her hand: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I'm really sorry to let you see me like this, I just haven't talked to anyone for a long time." ”

Wang Quan shook his head, looked at the tearful girl, and said with relief: "It's okay, I can understand your love for your mother, and naturally I can understand your hatred for your father, after all, according to what you said, I began to hate your father." ”

Ju Xiaoju suddenly burst into tears and smiled, and rubbed her eyes: "Teacher Wang, you are really ...... There must be a lot of girls who like it, right? But if you can understand it, it's really good. ”

"Of course I can understand it......"

Wang Quan turned his head sideways and looked at Ju Xiaoju with bright eyes: "So, this is the reason why you want to join forces with the Winter Wolf and destroy the Ju downstairs that your father single-handedly founded?" ”

Ju Xiaoju's hand rubbing her eyes stopped, and the smile on her face slowly converged.

The fiery red light seemed to split the night, rising from the skyline, slowly illuminating the entire sea of clouds, and climbing up the faces of the two men.

The breeze is coming.

The two looked at each other silently, and the world seemed to fall silent at this moment......