The port of Shuangjin lost its silhouette, and only one lighthouse popped up on the horizon.

In its place, the deep blue sea is filled with all kinds of debris, and you can even see the sea fish rolling up on the land, making a death jump.

The sky over the sea is blue, and the clouds across the horizon are as white as ever.

In the ears of the deep moon in the quiet sea, the damp wind, laborious breathing and the sound of the helicopter propeller were constantly mixed.

After a major earthquake, most of the buildings on the island were built into a frame structure that could withstand earthquakes of magnitude 6 or so.

Even in the event of an earthquake of a higher magnitude, the entire house will not collapse.

Now, most of the houses in my eyes are damaged, and the houses along the shore are already submerged in water, and although the sea is showing signs of receding, what is lost is of no avail.

Most of the window panes were shattered, and the curtains that had been torn into strips swayed in the aftermath of the earthquake.

Scraps of wood, clothing, electronics, school bags and textbooks, bicycles, and more are scattered everywhere, and the summer sun shines like lights on the new ruins, with a strange but eerie freshness.

Kurosawa saw that the originally noisy sea suddenly stopped, and the sea seemed to shimmer with a hypocritical gentle light, as if it did not admit its anger just now.

"Has the earthquake stopped?" She asked, stunned.

The noisy and crisp sound of the wind swept into his ears, and the quiet sea and deep moon were silent.

Her brain was paralyzed by anxiety and endless loneliness, and a feeling of not wanting to give up but helpless spread throughout her body.

The buzzer of the earthquake siren gradually faded away, and Chitori Island seemed to be slowly calming down, and there were already islanders on the way who were brave enough to go home to pick up their belongings.

"I'm down!" The pilot shouted.

Fortunately, the apron of the Pastoral Society was not damaged, and the two of them regained their standing on the land of Chitori Island.

The color of blue, the smell of tide, the tanned concrete

It's almost frustrating that it's so similar to Chitori Island.

Kurosawa was anxiously pacing back and forth with his phone, and finally stamped his feet in a hurry, shouting in a rare crying voice, "I can't reach him——! ”

Shizumi Fukatsuki couldn't help but breathe heavily, and even dust slipped into her mouth, causing her to cough violently.

Eventually, she calmed down and looked around, where the mud and sand and stones had buried the road, and the telephone poles that had been hanging overhead were buried in disorder.

Major earthquakes can bring fires, floods, destruction of lifeline projects, and paralysis of urban functions.

The current Zhitori Island, I'm afraid that it has fallen into this situation, so that the information cannot be conveyed in time.

"Kurosawa-san, let's go to the community mansion first, Jiang Yuan, they should be there."

"I won't be able to spare you!"

Kurosawa glared at her with ruddy eyes, and her tone was so angry that she even lost her feelings.

Just as the two were about to leave quickly, at the exit of the apron, a woman stood abruptly.

No one knows when she stood here or how long she stayed, she was here like a foreign object, but her form was so clear that it was impossible to pretend not to see it.

However, Kurosawa didn't bother to look at the others at all, and even Shizumi Fukatsuki only glanced at it superficially, thinking that it was an islander who had come here to take refuge.

But just for that moment, her eyes met with the woman's.

“——？”

The noise of the wind was far away, as if everything around her had turned into slow motion, and the strong blood ties were constantly weaving her and the woman.

Jinghai Shenyue suddenly stopped, with an extremely shocked expression on her face, and her vision was gradually frozen by ice.

The dignified woman was tall and tall, her white dress and long black hair fluttering against a miserable and shattered background, thin fabrics outlining her emaciated figure, and long hair reflected in the golden light.

The corners of the mature and attractive mouth are pouting with a thin smile, like the waning moon in the dark night.

Kurosawa saw that the deep moon in the quiet sea suddenly stopped, and the cold little face in the past was sluggish, as if he saw something and fell into the whirlpool of thoughts.

- What's the use of being afraid now?

Kurosawa didn't want to talk to the culprit at all, so she turned around and ran outside, she still had the people she wanted to see.

Jinghai Shenyue was left here alone, unable to move his whole body.

The wind rolled in her ears, her skirt churned, and the girl vaguely saw her long hair tossed by the wind.

"Deep Moon."

A soft and gentle voice called the name of the deep moon in the quiet sea, and the woman in the white dress took a light step, stepping through the gravel and flowers.

Jinghai Shenyue was stunned in place, her whole body's senses were trembling, and she didn't even brush it away with hair on her lips.

The man's voice was incomparably warm, as if warm water was flowing through his fingertips and then down thin veins throughout his body.

But why is the blood in my whole body as if it is about to turn into foam and burst out?

The woman in the white dress stared at her, her eyes rippling with pity and expectation, and her hand gently caressed the cheek of Jinghai Shenyue.

"Deep Moon, I knew you wouldn't leave me."

Jinghai Shenyue didn't know what kind of expression to put on, but looked at her with trembling eyes.

What a beautiful pair of eyes, like crystals buried deep under the rocks, shiny and charming.

Shizumi Fukatsuki felt that she was in someone's dream, governed by rules that she was not familiar with, and could not move forward smoothly.

"How so."

Coming back to his senses, Jinghai Shenyue's feet took a step back, and muttered in disbelief,

"Why are you here?"

The woman in front of her is her mother, who is looking for a young girl on Bird Island.

Five years ago, she disappeared from everyone's sight, and everyone thought that she died in the earthquake, and even Jinghai Shenyue believed it.

Most importantly, she has the power of a young girl, which is the best proof of her mother's death.

However, the beautiful woman who appeared in front of her completely killed her delusions, like a magician's trick of changing into a living person, which made people gasp.

Yami Xunyu took a step forward, and could glimpse the outline of her long legs through the dress, with slender and elegant lines.

She hugged the deep moon of the still sea like a cherished thing, and her voice was like a bubble rising from the bottom of the sea:

"Deep Moon, I've been on Bird Island."

Jinghai Shenyue's breathing stopped abruptly, the sun's rays were so bright that her brain was in turmoil.

- She smells familiar, where is it?

"What do you mean you've been on Chitori Island?" Jinghai Shenyue's arms were parallel to her body, and she only had the strength to stand.

Yami Xunyu's fingers reached into the long hair of Shizumi Fukatsuki, and he took a shallow breath and said:

"Ever since I did something wrong, I haven't left Chitori Island."

Jinghai Shenyue didn't quite understand the meaning until she continued to speak,

"Because, my mother has to atone for the mistakes that she once left."

“——！”

Faced with this situation that was too sudden and too confusing, Jinghai Shenyue finally lost her feelings.

She broke free from Yemi's embrace and took a few steps back, not even stumbling on her feet.

Raising his head, he looked closely again, and finally found that there was a beautiful black mole in the perfect position under the woman's left eye.

Absolutely, yes.

Surprise, trouble, confusion, intimacy are like spices on a palette that frantically blend together, and finally knead into a shape that even she can't decipher.

"Why didn't you tell me!"

Jinghai Shenyue's footsteps were vague, and she felt dizzy, obviously her mother, who loved her when she was a child, was in front of her, but her brain never wanted to admit it.

Seeing Xun Yu lowered his eyes slightly, his white and cold face lost his smile, and he stared at her and said:

"Because everyone was complaining about me, I didn't dare to come out at all, so I had to give up."

Jinghai Shenyue's hand held her forehead, why couldn't she sort out what she said? There are so many things in her heart that she wants to ask, such as why she is alive.

But his throat was choked, and he didn't make any sound.

"I knew you wouldn't leave, Deep Moon."

Yami Xunyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a hollow light appeared in the gap between his eyelashes,

"Don't be ashamed of the land you were born into, Zhitori Island and everyone will stay here forever with your mother because of your existence, okay?"

A voice from the bloodline began to give her the meaning of existence in the ears of the deep moon in the still sea.

The cold air spread from all around, as if it had turned into frost and crawled onto the skin of the deep moon in the still sea, and the light shining on his face was also bitterly cold.

Suddenly, she immediately came back to her senses.

- As long as you turn back time, even if it was just the day before, even this morning, everything can be reversed, and everything can be restored to the same as before.

Thinking of this, the hopeful Jinghai Fukatsuki closed her eyes, wanting to touch the connection line with Chitori Island, and wanted to reconnect one by one.

As she prayed, someone pressed her warm forehead against her forehead, and heard the man's words in her ears.

"Shenyue can't do it, I'm also the queen of Zhiniao Island, I can't rely on you alone."

Jinghai Shenyue's fingers trembled slightly, as if he had received a strong impact, and his consciousness suddenly blurred, and the lines established with Zhitori Island were all broken.

"I ...... No way? ”

- What does this mean? Am I not the queen of power?

Yami Xunyu's fingers gently kneaded her daughter's earlobe, and whispered:

"I know your prayers, even if you've only been queen twice."

There was a damp wind that blew the black hair and clothes of the two.

Jinghai Shenyue was like a broken toy, being wantonly stroked by her hand, and in the end, Ye Jian Xun Yu suddenly frowned, revealing an expression of harsh criticism of his daughter:

"Shenyue, you are so selfish, why do you want to do different things with your mother, why do you become so selfish?"

“——？！”

Jinghai Shenyue's whole body was paralyzed and weak, she personally told Jiang Yuanshen that she was extremely selfish, and she could say it from her mother's mouth, why did she not want to admit it.

In her impression, her mother is a delicate and gentle woman.

If there is something good, she always wants to let herself eat it first, and if she is hurt very much, she will bear it silently.

Her gentleness made her feel cruel.

"You're still young and need your mother's discipline"

Seeing Xun Li's white and slender hands at night, like stroking a baby, caressing the back of Jinghai Shenyue,

"Don't think about going back, just let the time continue to flow, and Mom will bear the consequences with you."

- Continue. Flowing? Am I going to bear the consequences?

In the face of this infinite and empty sweetness, she felt at a loss.

"Shenyue, don't think about leaving again, if you leave again, it's really lonely to leave my mother alone, because I'm going to stay here for the rest of my life."

There was a cry in the tone of the night to see Xun Yu, and a few cold tears fell on her neck.

Jinghai Shenyue's hand touched her white dress, and there was a slight rough touch.

As before, she is obviously the queen of chicks on Bird Island, but she has never worn good clothes.

Jinghai Shenyue deeply perceived a fact-

The current Zhitori Island is no longer a young girl who can decide the future Zhitori Island.

Is it because she and her mother have the same blood in their bodies?

Suddenly, some foreign objects were born where they should have been, something that the deep moon of the still sea had not had for a long time.

It was the heat, and in the depths of her eyes, the heat of tears welled up.

Her life on Zhitori Island continues without stopping.

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Broken telephone poles, piles of cars, shards of glass scattered everywhere, and half-burned laundry are all visible like delicate models.

Most of the streets have been destroyed and cracked, and some have even been covered in mud, making it difficult to walk.

Kurosawa only felt her body get hotter and hotter, and it seemed as if it was about to melt and disappear into the air.

Running all the way up from the airport of the Pastoral Society, it was all uphill, and there was more and more mud sticking to the edges of the shoes.

She hadn't exercised this heavily in a long time.

Where will others be? Will it still be in the mansion? What are the probabilities? Should I go straight to his house?

It was like a boiling water in my mind, and bubbles of self-interrogation kept bubbling.

Kurosawa's loving eyes were always on the gravel-strewn asphalt road with a thought that only increased her irritation.

"Hurt——!

Kurosawa's loving little face showed a pained look, and the strands of sweat were clung to his forehead.

She couldn't stand the pain, so she squatted down and took out her mobile phone, and found that there was no signal here.

I don't know how far the road in front of her is, and there are many dangers on the road, even if there are already islanders on the street and start to run for mutual aid, she has no exit to shout.

A sense of helplessness welled up in his heart, and Kurosawa pity He had suffered such a grievance, biting his lower lip tightly, and complaining loudly with red and swollen eyes:

"If you come with me sooner, you won't have these things! Why don't you listen to me? Keep prevaricating me! I hate you to death! I really hate it——! ”

"Kurosawa-san!"

Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded from the front, and she saw two people carefully approaching her.

Kurosawa loves to look at the people who come, it is Naoko Takimitsu and Haruya are really beautiful.

In order not to let them see her embarrassed appearance, she endured the pain and stood up straight, pretending to wipe the dust from her face and wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

(End of chapter)