April 14, 2033 is Chiaki Kitagawa's 28th birthday and the 8th anniversary of Tomita's (Sato) Kumarei's death.

The painting I gave Chiaki, titled Nocturne, was hung prominently in her home with her fiancé Kazuya Tanimoto, and as soon as she entered, she could see the old man playing the harp at dawn as she waited for her husband to die.

Everyone admires this oil painting in a different mood, like me, I envy the love of the old couple in the painting, and I am moved by the fact that they accompanied each other to the last moment of their lives.

Contrary to what I thought, Ah Yu was in pain for the love that was about to pass away, and he wept for the person he loved was ruthlessly separated by life, and he cried for a long time the day he first saw this painting.

Junichi is more prosaic, saying that he no longer fears death since his grandfather died and comes back to his soul, and that he believes that everyone will see each other again after death, and that we will meet again, but only briefly before that.

He's a doctor, and he's used to seeing this kind of life and death, so he's naturally much calmer than those of us who haven't had much contact with life.

I still remember the scene when Jun never left her bedside during the last period of her life.

The cancer seemed to be devouring her soul, and she didn't even have the strength to speak, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she said, "Junichi, I hurt so much."

I can't sleep peacefully when I think back to those days, and the more I get to the day of her death, the easier it is for me to recall her painful wails......

Junichi has completely walked out of that pain, which should have a lot to do with Chiaki.

I think at the beginning, he would drink a lot every year in April, and on April 14th, he would drink even more until he got drunk.

But since he met Chiaki, he hasn't gotten drunk in April, and all the pain has been replaced by the celebration of Chiaki's birthday, and he drinks because he's happy.

There's no way to be jealous of this kind of thing, it's a good thing that he can come out, and I hope it's this kind of development than letting him have a shadow of April for the rest of his life.

I didn't get jealous of him like I used to, I toasted Chiaki with him and drank this slightly sweet cocktail.

Today I was drunk, I drank two more glasses of greed, and then drank some whiskey, this kind of wine used to be drunk by Ah Guang, I only dared to smell the taste, never dared to enter the mouth, today I tasted a sip and found that I still like it.

Seeing that I was about to go crazy drunk, Junichi hugged me and hurried away, he was afraid that he would not be able to control me outside, and he was afraid that I would go crazy at someone else's house.

We were both too drunk to drive, and I was half drunk and half awake and refused to be honest, so he was forced to call a taxi to pick us up.

I didn't sleep well that night and dreamed of Ku Zhenli's hospital room.

In the dim light, I stood outside the glass window and looked inside the ward, but I didn't find Ku Jinli.

"Tetsuko—" A fluttering voice came from the back of my head.

I didn't dare to look at the source of the sound, because the man in the glass reflection was smiling at my head.

I couldn't tell who it was, only the weird smile and the corners of my mouth that were raised to my ears.

No...... This familiar feeling...... It's Masaaki Imai that I haven't remembered for years!

When Mr. Imai came to our house in November 2024 to be my daughter Yukana as an English tutor, some of his actions at that time made me particularly concerned, such as staring at the same place for a long time, scratches on the pen or cutlery he used, and visiting our house inexplicably when he was not in class, all of which signaled to me that I should fire him sooner.

One day, half a year later, he murdered his wife and two children at home, as well as the wife next door.

He fled to the mountains and forests with their tissues, and stayed outside our house for a long time before escaping. In the end, the police found the body of Masaaki Imai, who had died in the cave.

I was so scared that I forced myself to forget everything about him, and no one in my family ever talked about him again.

Now that I'm dreaming of him again, could it be...... Did he dream to me?

If it had been before, I would never have believed this kind of dream, it seems to me to be complete nonsense.

But since the summer of 2031, Junichi's grandfather has returned to his soul after his death...... I have completely changed from materialism to idealism and have begun to believe in some weird things.

However, even if he asked me to dream or came to see me in my dreams, I didn't want to think about him anymore.

I didn't tell anyone about it, and I hope I can forget about him again, and I don't want to think about what his motive was for killing people, and I don't want to guess why he got sick.

The more I tried to forget, the more I remembered it clearly, and I didn't dare to sleep alone at night, so I temporarily moved to Junichi's room.

He didn't ask me why I was so clingy to him all of a sudden, he just enjoyed every moment I pestered him, wishing I could have more of this clinginess.

Just living in the same room with him didn't help me erase my memories of Masaaki Imai, and I tried to fill up the whole day, with little free time to think about it.

After a week of hard work, I had forgotten most of it, except that occasionally his hideous smile would pop into my head.

I've been busy painting these days, and I haven't paid attention to the situation at home, until now I realize that Toru hasn't been to school for three days in a row.

I was happy that he was awake when I woke him up in the morning, thinking that he had finally changed and would not be late again, but on Friday morning I understood why he was so diligent these days.

He didn't sleep at all!

This kid is estimated to have been working all night for several days, and the dark circles under his eyes are so heavy that I feel distressed to death.

I turned off the computer and asked him, "Are you crazy?" How many days have you been up all night? Don't want to go to school? ”

He didn't get angry, he slumped in his chair and stretched, looked out the window, then turned back to me with his chin in his left hand and asked, "What school do I go to with that grade?" Do you still expect me to take the Harvard exam like my old sister? Don't be funny! ”

"If you can't get in, at least you have to go to college, right? You're going to graduate from junior high school next year, and you can't even go to college in this state! ”

"Then don't go." He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, it's a waste of my precious time and a lot of money." ”

He was right, it was probably hopeless for him to go to school in his state, so it was better to help him find a path that suited him as soon as possible.

Our family is not a rich family, but it is not to the extent of forcing the child to do things he doesn't like to do, even if it is no problem to raise him for the rest of his life, I am just afraid that he will waste his life.

Urging him to finish breakfast, I asked him to go back to his room to sleep, it happened that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow were the weekend, and I tried to let him adjust his work and rest back, and when he rested, we would discuss the future of Yu Satoru together.