Jiang Yuanshen will never forget Hanawa Kika's expression.

Although there was a slight smile on her lips, her slightly open eyes were full of pain, like a small creature walking in the dark and not knowing where to go.

"What if I don't tell you?"

"Then I'll keep looking."

The smile on Hanawa Jika's face was also full of tears, she shrugged her shoulders and didn't do much, just looked at the Buddhist shrine in the corner.

"Down there, there's my chick form."

Jiang Yuanshen nodded, turned around and walked towards the Buddhist shrine in the corner.

Tiny dust flying in the air flickered in the candlelight, and orange light and shadow wrapped around the wooden Buddhist shrine.

Opened the barrier below, and a model of a young girl remained safe and sound.

Those memories of the distant past were vividly revived in Jiang Yuanshen's mind, and he even felt that the scene where this chick puppet had just been made was right in front of him.

"Kyoko is gone, that's my only "pot", the only carrier, if you burn it now, I'll disappear."

Hanawa Norika didn't seem to have any strength, and couldn't even straighten her waist, so she lay directly on the tatami mat and made a quiet breathing sound.

Jiang Yuan looked at her cautiously, he may have seen her essence clearly, she was just a symbol of being trapped in one place.

How could she not understand that there is still a quiet sea deep moon in the outside world that can become a carrier, but she gave up.

The young doll sitting under the shrine was centuries old, but even after centuries of change, its appearance has not changed dramatically.

It is as if time is on an ancient object, deliberately slowing down the passing of things, like the Mona Lisa and Santa Cecilia, and the majestic Mount Everest.

Jiang Yuanshen stepped towards Hanawa Jixiang, as if he had fallen into a slowed down time.

He set the candle flame aside and sat on a slightly stained tatami mat.

When he gently hugged Hanawa Kika's slender waist, she subconsciously put her face on Jiang Yuanshen's chest.

"Obviously, I only did this yesterday, but I miss it so much," she whispered, sniffing Jiang Yuanshen's taste.

"Well, I miss it."

"Do you think that's really good? Is it really good that I've become the way I am? ”

"Great, thank you for sharing this with me."

"If it makes sense to you, that's great."

"In the future, if your hair is messy, you have to comb it yourself."

"Hmm"

"And don't always jump into someone else's bed."

"Hmm"

The two chatted about the memories of the past five years, as if they were swimming upstream in the long river of time, tracing their lives bit by bit.

When the memory turned to the present page, I realized that time was still passing inexorably minute by minute.

Jiang Yuanshen and Hanawa Jixiang looked at each other, and most of the candles were already burning.

In the confused eyes of Kika Hanawa, orange light was reflected.

"Don't you do it?"

Thank you."

Jiang Yuanshen let go of the girl in his arms, and walked to the young puppet with the candle flame again.

He crouched down and held the candle close to the chick.

The two looked at each other again.

When an innocent smile bloomed on Hanawa Jixiang's face, Jiang Yuanshen's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Immediately afterward, there was a sound of ginkgo biloba crumbling, and the cuffs of the chicks were set on fire.

The curling flame bloomed like a bewitching flower on the chick, and everything that passed through it turned into ashes and slowly drifted down, slowly staggering.

"Today is my last day, I want to hug you, if you can, can you call me sister again."

There was a sudden heaviness on his shoulders, and Hanawa Jixiang moved behind Jiang Yuanshen at some point, put her arms around him, and leaned on his shoulders.

Jiang Yuanshen felt that his breathing was about to stop, but he couldn't say a word deep in his throat.

"It's a sad thing to leave, so I want to die in my favorite place."

"I've thought about it for a long time, my favorite people are my family, but they are no longer there, and the time spent with you on the island is the greatest happiness of my life."

The scenes of Hanawa Jixiang's childhood that were too unfortunate and too happy gradually appeared in Jiang Yuanshen's mind.

- But with so many memories pulled out, do you really have the confidence to clean them up?

Jiang Yuanshen held her little hand, and even the angle of bowing her head was so intimate.

A soft snort, like the sound of breathing in his sleep, swept across his neck.

"Ji Xiang, you have always been my proud sister."

"Ahh

Hanawa Jixiang suddenly made a sad sound, which made Jiang Yuanshen realize that his hand was empty.

The sound of the flames burning the object never stopped, it sounded like stepping on snowflakes.

She had no hands left.

"I can't see my hands," Kika Hanawa's voice sighed with pain, "Really, when people are about to disappear, all the previous things will be remembered, is this the fallen leaves return to their roots?"

The flames were like snakes, enveloping the entire young idol, and the tongues of fire that spit out became higher and higher, and even the Buddhist altar on the top was affected.

Smoke drifted like waves.

Jiang Yuanshen's face trembled, and he still tried desperately to prevent her from hearing her choking.

He wanted to let Hanawa Jika leave peacefully, but her body kept shaking.

"Will you be happy in the future?"

Her eyes were full of confusion, and she looked at the burning chick idol, blinking her eyes constantly.

"One, it will be." Jiang Yuanshen's emotions directly collapsed when she asked, and he cried into tears.

"Great."

Jiang Yuanshen's hand gently rubbed her lower abdomen, and there was a throbbing pain in her heart.

"Ji Xiang, do you hurt?"

"No, it won't. I can't see. No, don't! I don't want to be blind——! The voice is also gone.! I don't want to die! Fire! Please! I don't want to die! I really don't want to die! ”

Jiang Yuan wept bitterly, closed his eyes, and hugged the trembling Hanawa Jixiang tightly, and every time she sighed, she could feel her soul disappear with it.

"I'm sorry Ji Xiang, I'm sorry ——!"

As if seeing the Hanawa Jixiang when she was used as a human pillar, Jiang Yuan wanted to do his best to break into that terrible festival to save her who was lonely and helpless.

Death is certainly approaching at an almost anxious pace.

The flames are like a sharp axe, severing the connection between the soul and the world.

"Brother, don't. I caught a cold on a rainy day."

Jiang Yuanshen couldn't stop whimpering, and tears dripped on Hanawa Jika's cheeks.

"Ji Xiang, goodbye."

The young idol in front of me turned into a cloud of ashes, collapsing like an edifice toppling.

She passed slowly.

But then, the flames, not satisfied with this, gradually spread into other flammable objects in the main hall.

Suddenly, a huge flame engulfed the entire main hall.

It was like a soul that would never be extinguished, filling Jiang Yuanshen's heart and making him feel an indescribable warmth.

Until the flames leap over their bodies and bloom to their heart's content.

(End of chapter)