Looking out of the bedroom window of the new home, an unknown evergreen tree that was still flourishing in early March spring had grown from the neighbor's yard and almost covered the window of Suzuki's bedroom.

"How does it feel about your new home?"

Shomasa Suzuki walked around the leafy leaves of the trees and looked out the window, and behind him, a voice came from the bedroom door.

It is the mother Yuko Suzuki.

Mamoru Suzuki didn't turn around, but continued to look at the new environment outside the window, and after a moment replied, "It's okay." ”

After he nodded in response, Yuko behind him immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then, listening to the voice, he knew that he was smiling.

"If you're satisfied."

A few footsteps followed, and Yuko walked up to him, confirmed where his gaze was, and looked out with him.

"There's a tree... Isn't it a bit of a way to obscure the view? ”

"Are you alright?" Mamoru Suzuki didn't think it mattered.

Yuko thought for a moment and spoke again: "Yes, although it is a bit of a blockage, it is good to look at more green plants." Since Xiao Shou thinks it's nothing, let's keep it. ”

"Keep?" Mamoru Suzuki turned his face sideways and glanced at his mother beside him.

Yuko's gaze also withdrew from the lush trees and looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

"That's the neighbor's." Mamoru Suzuki reminded her.

"Huh? Is it? ”

So "Let's keep it, then, this kind of... It's not up to you to decide. ”

"What?" Seeing that it was exposed, Yuko seemed a little unhappy, "Doesn't it seem that I respect Xiao Shou's opinion, why do you debunk it, you kid really don't understand." ”

Mamoru Suzuki was speechless, his gaze paused for a moment, and he looked out the window again. Looking around the dense canopy, the other half of the house could be seen next to him, and a window facing him, estimated to be about 5 meters away.

The curtains behind the window are not closed, and through the transparent glass window, you can see the furnishings of the room behind the window.

"It's a neighbor's house." Yuko also saw it, "The room opposite, it looks like a girl?" ”

Mamoru Suzuki didn't care, he glanced at it casually, and then turned his gaze in other directions.

Yuko continued to mumble to herself: "Speaking of which, you just moved here, are you going to visit your neighbor's house?" Go now? ”

"Then I'm going to take a shower, and it's not good for people to see me. First impressions are important, but you can't make your neighbors feel like they've moved a... Well... Well... An unreliable neighbor moved in. ”

"Then I'll..."

As she spoke, Yuko seemed to have the idea of taking a shower now and visiting the house, and Mamoru Suzuki, who was still looking at the new environment outside the window, had to sigh softly when she heard this.

"Yuko..."

"Call Mommy." Yuko immediately stopped talking and stared at him with a slightly puffed cheek.

“... Mother-sama. Mamoru Suzuki changed his words, "I think we should solve our lunch problem before we go to visit the neighbor in the shower and change clothes." ”

The expression on Yuko's face was stunned, and after a few seconds, she replied casually: "The visit I said was of course after lunch, and Mamoru won't think that his mother forgot about lunch and specially reminded him... Really, there is no trust at all. Well? What's the matter with your eyes? ”

"Nope." Mamoru Suzuki looked out the window again.

"Yes."

The cheek that pretended to turn out the window was held by Yuko's cold hand and turned back, and Mamoru Suzuki was forced to face Yuko's resentful eyes.

"You're getting older and less cute."

“......”

Eventually, when Yuko walked out of the room, Mamoru Suzuki stood helplessly by the window, sorting out Yuko's hair that had been deliberately rubbed uphea. Outside the room, the sound of her walking away could be heard.

"I'll go prepare lunch first, you rest for a while, wait for me to call you."

“... Good. ”

After a sigh of relief, he straightened his hair again, and stood by the window for a while, his legs were a little sore, Suzuki Mori pulled out the chair under the table in front of the window, wiped his fingers on the wooden chair surface, a few particles of invisible dust, and sat down.

Leaning back in the chair, my eyes naturally lifted and I walked through the window. On the left half is a green leaf, and a thin piece of the sky hidden between the leaves. The right half is divided into two parts, the sky above and the neighbor's house below.

Looking at the sky and gradually involuntarily starting, Suzuki's thoughts began to wander disorderly.

"From today onwards, I'm going to live here."

Some emotion.

Reborn, the beginning of a new life, as a result, the body was weak since childhood, and the broken image of the hospital always flashed in his memory; The biological father has never seen it, and the only impression left is photos, and there is a stone tablet more than one meter high; His mother, Yuko, grew up taking care of him alone... Although with Yuko's character, it is sometimes difficult to tell who takes care of whom.

However, despite some difficulties, Yuko still tries to do her duty as a mother. When he was a freshman in high school last year, Mamoru Suzuki was seriously ill and was forced to take a year off from school to recuperate in the hospital, and Yuko was always by his side.

It wasn't until he got better recently, after consulting with a doctor, that Suzuki Mamoru's body was indeed not adapted to the rhythm of Tokyo, and after fully listening to Suzuki Mamoru's thoughts, Yuko wanted to take him back to Kyoto - said to be back, in fact, it was mainly because this is where Yuko grew up, Suzuki Mamoru said, he was only 4 years old when he left Kyoto.

In short, this is it, the address was chosen, and various procedures were completed, and not long after Mamoru Suzuki was discharged from the hospital, Yuko sold her house in Tokyo and bought a house in Kyoto, which is here.

Officially relocated today.

Thinking of this, Mamoru Suzuki glanced back at his new room. But there is nothing to see, the bed, the table and chairs, the cabinets, the furniture is very complete, but they are all empty, only next to the door, there are several cardboard boxes, the items are placed inside, and they have not been taken out.

I'm a little tired, so let's tidy it up later.

Mamoru Suzuki stopped moving, just leaning back in his chair, and his eyes gradually lost focus as he looked out the window.

"Xiao Shou, you can come down and eat."

I was stunned for a while, and the time was lost in an inexplicable reverie unconsciously, until Yuko's voice came downstairs, and Mamoru Suzuki came back to his senses.

His eyes regained his brightness, he glanced at the time, then raised his phone above his head, his arms outstretched. After a lazy lazy waist, he lowered his hand, and Mamoru Suzuki's gaze finally drifted out of the window.

The window directly opposite,The bedroom that Yuko identified as a girl's room.,In the room that was empty just now.,Now there's a figure.,And it looks like it's a girl.。

Yuko was right.

After confirming Yuko's statement in his heart, Mamoru Suzuki stopped paying more attention to him, and he was ready to get up and go downstairs to eat.

It's just that as soon as he retracted his mind, Mamoru Suzuki was immediately stunned again.

In the afterglow of his eyes, the bedroom directly opposite seemed to flash white light.

The sudden flash of light drew Suzuki Mamoru to look away, and his eyes refocused, so, between the branches of the tree, through the open window of the neighbor's house, he saw that the figure of the girl in the bedroom, which he had seen only a few seconds ago, had disappeared after a flash of white light.

And on the table behind the other party's window, a white cat crouched in place.

It leaped lightly out of the window, following the branches of the trees by the window, and climbing downward.

Suzuki Mamoru was stunned for a moment, brushed the ground and got up, leaned forward, his cheek was about to touch the window, and his eyes followed the cat's tracks, but after the cat's several jumps, he finally lost his grasp of the cat's track under the barrier of the neighbor's yard wall.

Gone.

Suzuki stood there for a long time, and in front of him, only the shadows of the trees were left soaking up the sun and wind in early March.