"I think it's Mrs. Yuan, you guy's pinching is too strange, right? What the hell are you pinching, how can there be a flat snowman? ”

"What a snowman, I pinched it so clearly that it's an eel bowl!"

The already lively scene became even more crowded after the crowds, and the argument between Kojima Motota and Tsuburaya about whether or not snow could make eel rice was disrupted by Suzuki Sonoko's voice, and the short-haired girl with the headband didn't look much more mature than the children.

"If you want me to say that whether it's eel rice or snowman, it's not as good as my pile!" She snorted twice and reached out to pat the head of a pile of snow next to her, "Well, this is my most satisfying work." ”

"It's not like a snowman at all—" the kid said mercilessly.

Just before the next scuffle was about to start, Kashiwagi Takao interrupted several people in a loud voice, "Let's clean up and go back, and it won't be good to go down the mountain after sunset!" ”

"What, I haven't had enough fun yet... Forget it, I'll see if we take a picture and go down the mountain. Sonoko Suzuki reached into her backpack and waited until she flipped through the contents before she remembered that she had accidentally dropped the camera at the front desk of the hotel, "Oh no! I forgot my camera on the couch. ”

"Then I'll take a picture of you." The man with the camera reappeared in front of several people, looking at the other party's somewhat suspicious expression, he remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet, "My name is Toru Mizutani, I am a photographer, and I am also a friend of Kaohsiung." ”

"Yes, that guy is my friend, and he has to run to the hotel every once in a while, and he can't get out." Kashiwagi Kaohsiung smiled, "His level of photography is nothing to say, so you can rest assured." ”

"Great!" Suzuki Sonoko immediately put the matter of not bringing a camera behind, "You must have everyone to come together to take pictures, I just saw Mr. Midorikawa over there, so I will trouble you to find him, and I will be responsible for calling Xiaolan." ”

"In that case, I'll call Honami too, she should still be on the mountain." The photographer added.

"Okay, that's it!"

With that, she ran in the other direction.

The other party's somewhat babbling personality reminded Ikekawa Na of the sniper with butterfly patterns under his eyes, but it was just straightforward, which was more similar.

The sweetness in the air was a little choking at the moment, unfamiliar and unbewildering, and he stepped back a little, placing himself in a safer place, outside of the crowd of snowmen in front of him, so that his throat was not smoky with the sweetness.

When you step back, the scenery in front of you looks like the screen of a television.

Even though he had lost most of his presence, someone noticed him and walked towards him.

"You're just... Mr. Ikekawa? "The woman who had just removed the mask from her face and introduced herself as a model came over, and she looked to be in her early twenties, as old as the dark-haired man not far away," I heard from the Kaohsiung guy. ”

She didn't have the same cringe as the photographer Toru Mizutani, and her attitude was very natural, "Maybe you don't remember us, but there's something I've always wanted to give back to you, and if it's convenient, I'd like to see you again when I get back to the hotel." ”

“... Stuff? Ikekawa frowned, her fingers rubbing unconsciously against the fabric.

The next fragment of memory? Or is it something that relies on things...... But why would this kind of thing be in a person who may only have one side of the relationship?

"We've always wanted to ......" Keiko Harada's unfinished words were interrupted by Toru Mizutani's greeting, so she just smiled at the person in front of her, "Maybe this sentence should be said when I hand it back to you, let's go take a picture first." ”

With that, she returned to the front line and stood with Kashiwagi Takao, "Hoonami! Come over here—"

"Okay." Behind them, a short-haired woman with glasses and a depressed look nodded and walked up to them.

"Keiko, I think it's better for you to come over in the middle, if you stand next to you, I'm afraid you won't be able to see the rest of us in the photo." Looking left and right, Kashiwagi Takao teased,

"Isn't there a saying that photographers always focus their lenses on the people they love? You'd better stand in the middle. ”

"Where did you see it, it's so numb." Seeing that she couldn't get rid of it, Keiko Harada walked to the middle with some embarrassment and smiled at the camera.

As he spoke, the black-haired man who was standing not far away frowned and looked around.

......？

He felt a faint hatred, a slightly bitter taste, like overly concentrated chocolate. It's very light, but if you can be noticed, it should be not light.

It's a pity that there are too many people here, and he can't lock on to the target of this kind of emotional source, and the other party suppresses it very well, and quickly suppresses the emotion, and there is no way to adjust it at all.

"It's true that as a photographer, I can't help but focus on someone when taking pictures, and if I have to say it, it's the curse of the camera." Toru Mizutani laughed, and when it came to taking pictures, he lost his shyness before, "Mr. Midorikawa, I just heard you say that you want to take pictures of birds in the mountains, I have a lot of photos here, and I can give them to you when I get back to the hotel." ”

"I'm sorry for you." I just used this as an excuse before, but I didn't expect the other party to find out his work directly to him, Midorikawa nodded after a short pause, and said with a smile.

Ikekawa Na, who had been searching for the source of her hatred, looked up, because the word 'curse' suddenly remembered something.

That's right! The name of that post is this.

After taking the photo, he quickly entered a keyword in the search box, and sure enough, a post with a number of replies must have jumped out of the hot list.

[After the phone camera was cursed, I became a big touch!] ]

Flipping through the entire post, Ikekawa Nai quickly summed up the pattern of this post.

Although it is said to be a cursed mobile phone camera, it has nothing to do with the lens, but just a cursed album: in the private album that suddenly appeared in the mobile phone album, there will be two photos from God's perspective every day, but with the owner of the mobile phone as the focus of the photo, one photo is the silhouette of a random time point every day, and the other is a picture fixed at the moment of four o'clock in the morning.

And the photos in this album will be turned into paintings.

Sure enough, he was using the buff of this post at the time, because there can only be one picture a day, and the daily update is obviously the best cheat for increasing fans, so even if it is a random picture of him straddled the Bourbon guy when he was besieged, he would endure the shame and send it out, and then knock down a sentence [annoying] under the painting in a low pressure.

However, if it is only one photo per day, it means that another photo of the day is not sent......

Flipped through the photo album of his mobile phone, and didn't see any album albums, it should have been deleted at that time, Ikekawa Nai frowned and clicked into Windy's homepage.

After knowing that this was his account, he suddenly felt a little weird, he flipped down and saw a private portfolio.

One of the functions of the [Creation] section is that the creator can hide a collection of works at will, but the name of the collection will be revealed, he clicks in, and the name of the collection is a string of incomprehensible garbled characters, and there seems to be some pattern under a closer look.

If you want to see the content inside, you can only find your previous account and log in. At that time, I voluntarily quit the account, and the password must have been hidden at the end of this plan

Ikekawa could probably think of what she had planned.

Find the many fragments that allow him to connect his memories, and then break the plan and distribute it to the people who are mainly assistant Katori and Dr. Nozawa, who don't know what this plan is, and have few information points in their hands, so even if there is a change, it won't have any impact on the whole plan and himself, but the memories obtained in this way are all fragmentary, like he has obviously found the memory of a day when he was 17 years old, but he didn't think about it at all just now, it's like just reading a story., But the memory doesn't belong to you, so you need one last step in the end.

The memories he found now are like bones shattered into bone fragments, and he slowly put them together through this plan, a complete skeleton can give people a glimpse of what it was like when he was alive, but in order to truly come back to life, he needs to fill in the flesh and blood.

And what's in that intimate portfolio, I'm afraid

Flesh and blood.

It's really a troublesome arrangement. Ikekawa exhaled. Is it because I am afraid of giving the password directly, and the amount of information is suddenly too large to overload my brain and cause some accidents, so I made this kind of game of breaking through the level one by one?

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Because of that promise, as soon as he returned to the hot spring inn, Toru Mizutani went back to his room and rummaged through the videotapes he promised to give to the novice photographer.

"I'm sorry for you." Following the other party into the room, Midorikawa Jing looked at the boxes piled up on the ground, a little surprised, "Have you taken so many photos?" ”

"It's all been in the past few years, and because the studio is very small, I simply moved all of them to Kaohsiung." He waved his hand, "It's okay, I just happened to be looking for something, something convenient." ”

"I've taken these photos in the past few years, and the photos and videos are all in it." Toru Mizutani flipped through the box, squinting his eyes and slowly looking at the time label attached to the bottom of each memory card, "This is from 1 year ago...... This was 3 years ago. ”

Handing the entire box labeled 1-3 years from now, the man continued to rummage through the contents of the box, "I photographed a lot of birds during that time, you can go to the next room and use that computer to watch it...... Strange, how can there be another one that can't be found. ”

He dug out the old memory card from the innermost box, but he couldn't find another one for a long time, and the man scratched his hair a little anxiously and muttered.

"Thank you." Taking the box, Midorikawa Jing thanked the other party seriously, and his tone was soft, "What are you looking for, do you need my help?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just something I took a long time ago, and I suddenly remembered it." The man didn't look at him when he said this, as if he deliberately staggered his gaze.

It seems that he doesn't want to be involved in this matter himself. Thinking of the appearance of the other party who wanted to talk to Columbai before, and the fact that Kashiwagi Kaohsiung unconsciously revealed that he had settled very close to that villa, the man secretly paid attention, took the box and left the room first to make space for the other party.

The next room was very dark, and the light switch was not in the usual position, so he put the box in his hand on the table, Lu Chuanjing reached out to touch the wall next to him, but he didn't expect his arm to pull what line, and directly swept the box on the table to the ground, and all the savings cards inside fell.

Quickly finding the location of the light switch and turning on the light, he continued to turn his head to help clean up the scattered things on the ground, and when he touched a hard object that fell in the corner, he let out a very soft and short question, "...... Well? ”

A dark-colored savings card sat quietly in the palm of his hand, looking much older than the others, and it didn't even have a date label on it, as if it had accidentally slipped into the box.

It looks the same as the savings card in Toru Mizutani's hand before.

Thinking of the question that was pressed in his heart before and the other party's attitude towards Columbai, the man was originally going to return the action, paused, or sat in front of the computer, and guided the contents into the computer.

It's a video, both in terms of time and duration are particularly strange, the time is sixteen years ago in the winter, and the duration is a full five hours, as if the video is automatically saved after the camera runs out of power.

Lu Chuanjing frowned and took out the headphones and put them on, and after clicking on them, there was already a vague sound coming from inside, which sounded a little blurry, and there was a sizzling sound of electricity.

The image pans, illuminating a section of the hallway from the room to the outside.

“...... You're too slow! The boy's voice, a little rough, sounded a little out of breath, but soon, his attention was diverted again, "What is this?" ”

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nbsp; "This is the camera my mom bought me! I don't know how to use it yet, but maybe it will come in handy in a moment! ”

Hearing this, Midorikawa Jing already understood that it should be the child who just got the camera because he couldn't use it, so he pressed the button indiscriminately, causing it to be recording all the time.

The picture shook as the two children moved to reveal the whole small town, and after only a few minutes of cycling, the houses were no longer visible, and the greenery and grass were increasing, and then they stopped their bikes and came to the fence below the bottom of the mountain.

This is..

.... Underneath that villa in Nana Ikekawa?

Midorikawa Jing frowned, his mentality of just looking at it casually changed instantly, his fingers quickly tapped a few times on the keyboard, and after a few strings of garbled things flashed, the whole picture was a little clearer than before.

It is indeed the hill on which the villa is located.

He had run countless times on the mountain with the beast named Enoch, and he was familiar with the iron fence around the mountain, which represented private land, and the patterns and patterns on it were exactly the same.

But he remembered that when he went, there was no town at the bottom of the mountain, only a fenced-off flat land.

Around the foot of the hill is an iron fence as the first layer of protection, and further down the foot of the hill is the bronze fence on the video as a second barrier, and further up, the fence around the courtyard of the villa naturally forms a third layer of barrier.

He had thought that these fences were only for the beast, so that no one would come in and bump into Enoch, who was hunting, but the timing was ......

The man glanced at the time in the lower right corner of the video, it was more than ten years ago since today, Columbeth should have been eight years old at that time, Enoch not to mention that he had been cultivated in the laboratory, and it was estimated that he had not even been born, how could he use this kind of fence as a protection.

Pressing the pause button for the time being, the man took out his mobile phone, quickly searched for the place name, and limited the time for the young boss he had heard before to relocate, and flipped through it for a long time before he found a few related mentions in a report that said something else.

The land on which the town is located was bought by a mysterious entrepreneur after a coordinated process, and the residents were relocated after receiving a generous demolition payment.

For the relocation activity that is not small, there is not even a more detailed report on this matter, like a pebble thrown into the water, and these few short sentences are the only ripples.

Lu Chuanjing frowned, faintly sensing that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he could only look up first and continue to look.

A few children met in front of the fence, and the new girl was a little afraid, "Can you really go in?" Mom said there were monsters on the hill and would be eaten if they were caught......"

"Coward! We've all been up many times and there is nothing but a villa. If you don't dare to go, we'll go by ourselves! ”

"Well, but it could also be the villa where the vampires live, like in the storybooks......" The girl's eyes widened, and she quickly retorted, "You're the coward, I'm going!" How do you climb over this fence? ”

"Right here, where you step on the pattern......"

Several children chirped and helped each other climb over the fence and quickly ran inside.

After a long time in the bushes, several people played with each other, and the boy with a very rough voice suddenly proposed to play a game of 'ghost hunting', and the boy who had always had a camera around his neck, which was a bit heavy for a child, waved his hand again and again.

"It's all because you have to bring a camera, it's not convenient to play at all! I think you'd better find a random place to put your camera away. ”

"Then, I'll put this stone on it first." The original freshness passed, and now it only felt that the bulky guy was hindering himself from playing with his friends, and the boy quickly went into the camera around his neck and took it off.

"Are you stupid? If you put it under a tree, a small animal might come and take it away, and if you lose your camera, you will definitely be scolded to death by your mother. ”

"But if you take it...... Pregnant! Wouldn't it be nice if I put it on a tree? Find the tallest and biggest tree, and you won't be afraid. ”

After saying that, he quickly took action, "That's it!" ”

"Hey, Archer, that tree is too close to the top of the mountain, and it's ......" The girl was a little nervous at this, "Mom said that there are youkai living in that villa, and if you get close, you will be caught and locked up, and you will not be able to get out for the rest of your life." ”

"Don't worry, that tree is far away from the big house!"

Midorikawa frowned and pressed pause first.

The rumor is...... He thought for a moment, and quickly reacted.

Presumably to prevent the child from playing on someone else's private land

, that's why they make up so many words that resemble monsters on the mountain and can't get close to the house and the mountain to scare them.

Re-pressed play, and the boy with the camera was already running to the tree in high spirits. When he climbed the tree, he didn't know which button he touched, and the whole picture was magnified, and for more than five minutes the picture was a blurry black shadow.

After the camera finally slowly focused, looking at the scenery on the screen, the black-haired man's complexion changed slightly.

It was actually facing the backyard location of that familiar villa.

Midorikawa glanced at the timetable, and it was more than four hours away.

The next ten minutes were empty and snowy.

He fast-forwarded a little, and by the time the figure finally appeared, it was already more than twenty minutes later.

The black hair tied up with a headband, the modified kimono, and the shawl with a plush collar look like a copy and shrink version of the hair that is longer than it is now.

I don't know if it's because of the camera or the light, Ikekawa Na, who was supposed to be eight years old at the time, was dazzlingly white, but not a healthy pink, so white that it looked like the vampire that the girl said at the beginning of the video.

Nai Ikekawa......

He walked out the back door, stood in the courtyard for a while, and then wrapped his hand around the snow on the swing and pinched it into a snowman that couldn't see what shape it was.

Completely different from the state of those children when they were screaming and playing happily in the snow, Ikekawa Na pinched the snowman without any expression at all, and even her eyes were drooping, not knowing what she was thinking.

After kneading the thinner layer of the swing into tiny snow balls, he turned a little and finally faced the direction of the camera.

Midorikawajing's fingers tapped on the screen a few times, directly expanding the picture, allowing the boy to occupy the entire picture, and adjusting the clarity again.

The snow that had been in a lump of snow gradually took on a shape as the clarity was adjusted, and even the rough outline looked cute. Ikekawa looked at it in silence for a moment, then suddenly smashed it hard into the ground not far away.

At that moment, a strong emotion suddenly exploded on the boy's body, who had been expressionless, but it was too fast, and he clenched his hands at the same time as the snowman shattered to the ground, and soon fell silent again.

Because of the action and angle just now, his hair that was originally loosely tied up was a little loose, and the messy broken hair blocked his eyes, and because of the angle, those eyes of different colors were not recorded by the camera at all.

After being silent for a while, Ikekawa sat down on Chiaki, who had been covered with snow not long ago, and changed back to her expressionless face again, sitting on a swing that looked more like a suspended bench with a backrest than a swing, and looked up at the blue sky in the distance.

Without any other movements, he sat like this, slowly swaying the wide swing under him, and there was not even the sound of wind and birdsong around him, if it weren't for the sound of those children chatting before, and the sound of electricity coming from time to time, Midorikawa would have thought he was watching a silent movie.

Endless white snow, black woods, old swings, bright enough to have any variegated sky. Silence after silence, sunny day after sunny day.

A few minutes, ten minutes, more than half an hour, an hour......

Midorikawa Jing rubbed his sore neck, still not waiting for the other party to change positions.

It should be the most active age, Ikekawa Na just sat there and shook the swing, the amplitude was so small that it was invisible, her eyes drooped, obviously at this age, but her eyes were dull, and she couldn't see what she was thinking.

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Midorikawa view came out of the room.

When I was inside, I didn't notice that with the sunset, the room had already darkened a little bit, and finally only the screen was flashing silver-white, and when I came out, I found that the corridor with lights on was amazingly bright.

It's even more dazzling than the snow on the screen.

He didn't know much about Columbeth as a person, except for the fact that everyone in the organization knew that he liked to trade and was deeply favored by the gentleman, and he knew a little more about his pet.

The arrogant young master and the boy in the video who looked at the snow for more than four hours

It was like two people going up.

He bumped into Okiya Pleiades coming up from the top of the stairs, neither of them spoke, passing by like strangers, and just as he was about to leave by mistake, Midorikawa suddenly spoke.

"How long has he been in that place?"

The man realized that his voice was hoarse when he spoke, and he cleared his throat slightly, which allowed his voice to return to its normal appearance.

Both of them apparently knew who 'he' was referring to.

Okiya pauses for a moment.

I asked this question myself a few years ago.

'How long have you been in that place?' ’

At that time, there were only a few days before the twenty-year-old man had already contracted the vice of smoking, and I don't know who could learn it, and the action of snuffing out the spark in front of the slender pipe had a sense of déjà vu that could not be suppressed.

'I've been living there, do you pay attention to how long you've been in the house?' I don't know if I really didn't understand or pretended, the black-haired man casually threw the slender pipe in his hand into the glass jar, got up and closed his clothes, and stepped on the cold floor to prepare to walk out the door.

This kind of conversation that should not have appeared between the two fake lovers should have ended at this moment, but the older man inexplicably felt that he could get an answer, and after a pause, he said it so clearly to Columbeth for the first time.

'It doesn't mean to live. It's about staying there, just being in that place. ’

In that place, which is no different from a pet cage, there is a housekeeper who follows behind like a monitor every day, except for nesting in the study to read the books that are sent after being checked, all you can do is sit on the swing and stare at the scenery that is always similar year after year.

A very soft sneer came from the doorway, and after hearing the question, the man did not even pause for footsteps, and the sound of the door being pulled open followed.

It seems that my instincts have gone wrong.

With the question in his mind for a moment, Ley got up and picked up the glass jar on the bedside table, and was about to empty the cigarette butt that was almost full, when he heard a very soft voice coming from the crack in the door that had not yet had time to close.

By the time he heard what was being said, he turned his head in surprise to see that the bedroom door was closed.

...... The problem almost coincides with the scene at the time.

Four years later, in the corridor of the hot spring inn, there was no response at the moment of misalignment, and Midorikawa continued to walk forward as usual, thinking that this was destined to be an unanswered question.

Unexpectedly, before he had taken two steps, he heard a gentle answer from behind him.

"Fifteen years." ：，，.