Pure white light dazzles the world, purple rhyme and turquoise sea are intertwined, and the center is full of golden light.

Once again, the world is plunged into endless gloom.

The four-colored glare condenses into a lens, filling the whole picture from small to large, until the last gap is filled, unfamiliar scenes and familiar people emerge in front of you, and the world has the presence of color and senses.

Takitanizawa is like a spirit in the third perspective.

Acting as a spectator.

Neither can make a sound, nor can it touch everything.

"Bang!"

A flower pot was smashed to the ground.

Soft dirt was scattered all over the ground.

The petals of the delicate pink lychee rose are stepped on.

"Why? Why did you contact that guy in Higashino! Do you regret eloping with me and thinking about going back to Hokkaido to marry the person your parents arranged!? ”

In the cramped rental house, the dim light reflected the slightly younger face of Qing Yi Daiyang, but now this face was full of anger, staring at the young woman standing in the corner with resentment, and blood was still dripping from her hands.

He questioned the woman loudly, his fingertips embedded deep in his palms, and his hoarseness revealed unwillingness.

The rental house is not big, the living room is only about a dozen square meters, the floor is messy, throwing clothes and sundries fragments, it is obvious that this place has just experienced a not very wonderful family war.

"Dayang, I haven't been in touch, he found my mobile phone number for Weixi..."The young woman bit her lip and tried to explain to her husband.

However, before she could finish speaking, Qing Yi Dayang's round face became even more hideous, and he rushed directly forward with an arrow step, grabbed Qing Yi Miko's smooth and white neck, and roared in an almost hysterical tone:

"Didn't you tell you not to contact that slut in Yamazaki!? Ask her where she is going? Aren't you wrong? If you don't contact her, will that slut have a chance to let Higashino contact you! She's just trying to sabotage us! Can't you even understand that! ”

Kiyoimiko had a pained look on her face.

She was choked by the throat and couldn't speak.

I could only pat my husband's hand and beg for mercy with my eyes.

However, Qingyi Dayang's eyes were red.

And Kiyo Amiko's face also turned pale.

It seems that his wife's plea for mercy has worked, or maybe his consciousness has recovered a little, the madness in Qing Yi Dayang's eyes gradually faded, and the strength in his hands was loosened.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

Kiyomiko coughed frantically, took a big breath of fresh air, and covered her heart with her hand.

And Qingyi Dayang was silent.

He lowered his head like a walking corpse, exuding an air of depression that almost turned into substance, and his eyes were blankly trampling on the fragments of the flower pot under his feet, and he sat on the sofa with a limp, as if his soul had been drained.

The cramped rental house is quiet for a while.

Only the three-bladed fan rotated leisurely, conveying a negligible amount of wind, but not only could it not cool the body, but it could not extinguish the scorching atmosphere.

Kiyoimiko finally relented.

Breathing gradually stabilized.

She stroked her hot neck, looked at her silent husband, and after a moment of silence, she said weakly:

"Higashino-kun just called, we didn't say anything, and I hung up when I heard it was him, and then I blocked it, and there was nothing."

"That's not going to work either!" Qing Yi Dayang looked up suddenly.

"Miko, tell me, don't you want to follow me here? Yes, that's right! I'm a poor boy in the country, I can't give you the life you want, but I've worked hard, and your parents look down on me and you look down on me, do I want to do this? If I hadn't met you, I'd rather stay in that small fishing village for the rest of my life! It's also much happier than being tired to death now! ”

His voice had become hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was swearing an unwillingness to fate.

As he spoke, his expression became excited again.

Banged the already cracked coffee table, and even stood up and smashed one of the photos hanging on the living room wall, taken by his father when he was young in that small fishing village.

Kiyoimiko pursed her lips tightly when she saw this.

I opened my mouth to say something.

And at this moment, the little girl who was hiding in the bedroom room through the door crack, with her bare feet and her hair scattered, shouted, "Daddy is not allowed to quarrel with Mommy!" ”

This immature child's voice quieted the living room.

Qingyi Dayang still kept his head down.

Looking at my younger self in a shattered frame.

There was no reaction to her daughter's shouting.

Kiyo Yimiko's face changed greatly, and she hurriedly picked her up and walked to the bedroom, saying as she walked: "Koizumi, go back quickly, mom is just chatting with dad." ”

......

The picture turns, and the café is decorated retro.

Kiyoi Koizumi stared blankly at the glass.

Although her eyes were looking outward, her attention was always on her mother and the other person.

"Miko, why aren't you divorced yet!?"

A woman in a suit and shirt put down her coffee and scratched her hair in frustration.

"If I get divorced, what will Koizumi do?"

Compared with the other party's anxiety, Kiyo Yimiko responded with a smile, then stirred the coffee with her fingers, and looked at her daughter with a side cheek.

"So just let a child tie you down for the rest of your life? Obviously, your family's conditions are so good, why do you fall in love with this poor boy of Qingyi Dayang? Besides, even if you don't want to give up Koizumi and take her back, I think Higashino-kun can accept it. ”

The woman in the suit helplessly held her forehead, glanced at the little girl who was looking out of the window with a blank expression, and still did not give up in her heart, and persuaded her friend again.

"I am responsible for my actions."

Kiyo Amiko's voice was very soft, but it exuded a firmness: "Even if Dayang doubts me and doesn't treat me too well, but I choose him, then I have to be responsible for this matter, and I am also responsible for Koizumi and myself." ”

"But you don't have to suffer this sin!"

"So you're going to find Higashino-kun?" Kiyo Imiko smiled and shook her head: "I was already sorry for my parents back then, and I don't want to be sorry for others anymore." ”

After a pause, she continued to explain:

"Higashino-kun is good, but he won't like a daughter who is not his own, why should I bother him?"

Who will take care of a child who is not their own?

Even if you are willing to take care of it, will there really be love?

This probability should be really small, right?

The woman in the suit was stunned for a moment, of course she knew this truth, but she still said with an angry face: "But Qingyi, that bastard beat you..."

"He is also very hard, obviously he can choose an ordinary happy life, but when he met me, he also left his hometown to work hard, I suffered no more than him, he is actually not happy, and he has to support me and Koizumi, even if he doubts me now, but I believe that he will get better one day."

The woman in the suit was silent for a long time when she heard this, and finally sighed slightly: "It seems that I can't persuade you." ”

......

The cinematic image turns again.

This time it's back to the rental house.

In the room at night, warm yellow lights hung on the walls, and two people were sleeping in the quilt on the floor.

Kiyoi Koizumi closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be asleep.

Above the thick quilt, her stomach could feel a gentle and rhythmic beating, but when she remembered all the things during the day, she couldn't help but open her eyes, looked at her mother's face and whispered.

"Mom, why does Dad keep hitting you?"

"We're just playing games."

"You lied to me! You bled all yesterday! I'm not a child anymore, my mother can't deceive me, and the teachers say that domestic violence is wrong! If Daddy does this again, we'll leave this house! ”

"Where are we going out of here?" Kiyomiko asked with a smile as she stroked her daughter's silky hair.

Hearing this question, Qingyi Xiaoquan was stunned for a while with his mouth open, and he didn't think of an answer for a long time, and finally could only pout and say in a muffled voice: "I don't know..."

"We have to have a house to live in shelter from the elements, but it takes a lot of money to buy a house."

Kiyomiko looked at her daughter with gentle eyes.

Qingyi Xiaoquan tightened his mouth, lay in his mother's arms and thought seriously for a while, and his little face gradually showed a determined look: "Then I'll go earn money to buy a house!" ”

"Not now, you're still too young, now your task is to study hard, grow up obediently, and when you earn a lot of money, you can buy a big house, decorated beautifully, and then your mother will go to live."

"Hmmm! I must buy a big house! ”

She clenched her little fists in the quilt and said in a fierce tone: "If I can't buy it, I'll jump into the lake and die!" ”

Qing Yimiko patted her daughter's head, glared at her, her face was unusually stiff, but she quickly returned to her original state, and immediately helped her daughter tuck the quilt between her neck: "Silly boy, you are not allowed to say this in the future, do you hear it, go to sleep." ”

See Mom's rare stiff face.

Kiyoi Koizumi was honest all of a sudden.

She closed her eyes again and pretended to be asleep again.

But after a while, I couldn't help but open my eyes.

Pursing his pink lips, Qingyi Xiaoquan's face suddenly wrinkled, and he asked in a slightly worried tone: "Mom, do you think there will be people in this world who don't beat me or dislike me, and have always been together, and are willing to live a good life with me?" ”

"Of course, right in front of you."

Kiyo Yimiko smiled: "When my mother first saw you, it was ten years ago, I didn't beat you and disliked you, and we have been living together." ”

After a while, a look of nostalgia gradually appeared in her eyes, and she stroked her face and whispered:

"At that time, my mother didn't have wrinkles..."

The voice mixed with emotion fell gently.

The scene shattered like glass.

Shattered into crystalline flying chips that shone with four-colored light.

Takitana's perspective is pulled back to reality.

On the light curtain, several prompts appeared.

[Different frequencies are different paths]

[I like it and I don't have to be together]

[Suitable sometimes can't be forced]

[The event scene is now over]

[The incident feedback evaluation has been summarized]

[Please grasp the analysis by yourself]