"Lost a whole world ......"

Miwako Sato silently stared at the road in front of her, holding the steering wheel, and couldn't help but clench it.

"This life is full of uncertainties, ups and downs are full of twists and turns, there will naturally be regrets, and there will definitely be a person who suddenly appears in that small world, will fill it all, and then suddenly disappear."

Fujino lowered the car window, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, and took out a stick of Huazi and put it in his mouth: "The residual memories will gradually fill a person's heart, even if the face in the memory has long been blurred, but in the dead of night, it will always suddenly come to mind from the bottom of the heart." ”

"These memories can't be smoothed out even by time, and every time I forget them, I always suddenly recall them and write them down again."

"In the constant torture, some people will not be able to get out of it in their lifetime."

"Maybe, that's the kind of person I'm in."

Miwako Sato parked the car on the side of the road, lowered her eyes, grabbed the steering wheel, and her eyes gradually reddened: "Even if you are the one who can't get out of it in your life, even if you want to forget, you can't forget it, and those memories are always echoing in your mind......"

"If you can't forget it, you can't forget it."

Fujino put his hand on the car window and looked at the scenery: "It's good to choose to accept it." ”

"Accept?"

"What has happened cannot be changed, but the future can be changed."

Fujino continued without looking back: "Regret, love is not allowed, these are part of life, maybe the process will be a little uncomfortable, but there is no other way......"

"After all, all we can do is accept, and maybe after many years, these memories will still haunt our hearts......

Fujino chuckled: "But at that time, I wanted to think back to the past, but I would show a relieved smile, after all, at least, this means that that person has been here." ”

"That person has been here before......"

Miwako Sato lowered her eyes and put her hands on the steering wheel, a look of memory flashed in her eyes.

"I don't know if you've heard that."

Fujino retracted his gaze and looked at the road in front of him: "Some people say that people will experience three deaths in their lifetime...... The first is brain dead, which means the body is dead, the second is funeral, which means dead in society, and the last, completely forgotten. ”

"When no one in this world can think of you, then you are completely dead, completely disappearing in this world, and your soul will disappear ......"

"Soul or something?"

Miwako Sato raised her eyes and looked at Fujino: "Does it really exist?" ”

"Maybe it does."

Fujino took an unlit cigarette in his mouth and leaned back towards the seat behind him, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes: "Although I don't know if it's true, when a person is completely forgotten, there is indeed nothing that proves that he has been in this world." ”

"So no matter what, as long as someone remembers that he was here, then it's not a complete death."

As he spoke, he looked at Miwako Sato and asked, "How is it, Miss Lady, are you feeling better?" ”

"Hmmm......"

Miwako Sato raised her eyes, pillowed her head on the back seat, and covered her reddened eyes: "Hearing you say that, I seem to feel better." ”

"That's good."

Fujino nodded, and said with relief: "So, don't take seriously what I just said to see a psychiatrist, in case you really listen to my jokes and go to a psychiatrist, it is estimated that you will be admitted to the hospital as a neuropathy on the spot, after all, in a mental hospital, normal people can become mentally ill if they go in." ”

Miwako Sato: "......"

Talking so much about you just scared me to see a psychiatrist?

No, normal people can really become mentally ill.

It's hard for others to say, Fujino feels that if he goes to a psychiatric hospital, he will definitely be able to give him a diagnosis of severe time perception disorder on the same day.

"Really, obviously just now I was telling others the great principles of life like an uncle, and this time I started to be serious!"

Miwako Sato rubbed her eyes, complained, sighed, and then looked at Fujino: "So, tell me so much, why do you seem to have experienced this feeling?" ”

"I don't understand, where will I understand."

Fujino leaned directly on the back seat and slumped: "I'm only eighteen years old, where can I have so many life experiences......"

"Eighteen-Year-Old ......"

Miwako Sato's eyes narrowed slightly, and she was suspicious.

So, I just explained myself, an uncle who has been tortured by social feelings and family triples, and a guy who looks like a life mentor, is really eighteen years old?

This guy, can't he be getting smaller, right?

Miwako Sato smacked, and even wondered if there was an older uncle on the other side who had become smaller than Sakura Jusharo and was older than her.

But if you think about it, it's impossible, right?

This world is still very scientific.

Nothing like this can happen!

Well, I guess so......

Miwako Sato shook her head slightly, threw this frightened thought out of her brain, and then she looked at Fujino again, and suddenly her eyes narrowed slightly: "So, our eighteen-year-old adult is not yet an adult, right, where did the cigarettes come from?" ”

"Huh......?"

Fujino froze in his mouth as he didn't light a cigarette.

It's over, I was too involved in what I just said, and I took out all the necessary cigarettes from Uncle Life Coach.

After reacting, Fujino made a quick decision.

It's almost 0.01 seconds.

He threw the cigarette out of the window.

Then he sloppy eyes: "What cigarettes, Miss Lady, have you seen anyone lighting a cigarette and smoking it?" I hate gambling and drugs the most in my life, who is doing this kind of thing that violates the good customs of the process, watch me blow up his dog head! ”

“……”

The corners of Miwako Sato's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Hard and spicy, fist hard!

Taking a deep breath, she calmed down her violent mood and was helpless: "So you people like you who are serious for a while and immodest for a while are really annoying." ”

"Oh, that's right to hate it, if you like it, it's going to be troublesome."

Fujino saved his chin and muttered, "After all, I'm only eighteen years old, and it wouldn't be good if some twenty-eight-year-old woman gave the old cow tender grass." ”

"Hey, who do you say is an old cow who eats tender grass, who is a!"

"Ahem, no...... That's right! ”

Fujino coughed lightly, raised his wrist to look at his watch, and changed the subject: "I seem to have suddenly thought of a clue to where the bomb is hidden!" ”

"Don't ...... Divergently"

The corners of Sato's eyebrows furrowed, and she was suddenly stunned when she reacted: "You have a clue?" ”

"There it is."

Fujino nodded slightly, groaned, and looked at the red spire in the distance: "It's Tokyo Tower." ”

"But there's ...... there"

Miwako Sato followed and looked over, first puzzled, but immediately, she thought of something: "The strike zone of steel, the blood-stained pitcher mound...... So that's it! ”

(End of chapter)