The trap of gentleness is to fall into it when people are unsuspected, but they are still unaware of it......

Professor An was used to Hachi's waiting.

Hachi is used to Professor Ahn's return.

They are like the most tacit partners, and they can always understand each other's minds at the first time.

If there is any fly in the ointment, it is probably that Hachi is always reluctant to pick up the ball.

Other people's dogs will pick up the balls thrown by their owners.

It's a way to play and interact.

However, Hachi is not keen on picking up balls, preferring to play with Professor Ann rather than have any interest in the round orb.

That's it.

The days passed.

I don't know when Professor An has put a pair of eyes on the bridge of his nose, and his hair has been dyed gray, and he can no longer play with Hachi as he did at the beginning.

Hachi is still full of energy.

It will still take Professor An on the train every day, and it will still wait for the return of its owner in the corner of the station, as if they had agreed with each other.

this day.

Professor An went to the station to get ready for work as usual, but unexpectedly found that Hachi was holding a ball in his mouth that he never liked to play, and he followed him step by step.

"You want to play?"

Professor An was very surprised, he tried to throw the ball not far away, and sure enough, he saw Xiaohachi take it back.

"Well done!"

The professor seemed to be a few years younger, picked up the ball again, and threw it farther away, and Hachi didn't hesitate to take it back.

Professor Ann was particularly happy.

this day.

Hachi, who has always been reluctant to pick up the ball, is suddenly willing to play the game of picking up the ball with him, and Professor An misses the first train for the first time, completely immersed in the sudden joy.

The people at the station also smiled when they saw this scene.

Professor An and Hachi played for a long time before they reluctantly went to work.

Even on the way to work, he clenched the little yellow leather ball in his hand.

At this point, this gentle trap has finally opened its long-awaited net!

In fact, he is not an unvigilant person.

Among the theater representatives present, some people frowned slightly, thinking about the meaning of this shot, and faintly felt a little uncomfortable.

And beside Ye Hongyu.

Yang An quietly clenched his fists, inexplicably irritable in his heart, why is there such a turn, is there any special reason why Xiaoba is willing to play ball?

At this time, Yang An suddenly saw Ye Hongyu's legs that had been cocked down.

The uneasiness in his heart was rapidly magnifying!

The movie goes on.

Professor An, who is a music teacher at work, began to talk to students about his understanding of music after playing a piano piece.

The years have made him grow old, but his temperament has become more and more restrained, this man seems to be more attractive, but this attractive man seems to be a little naughty.

He was teaching his students, but he was holding the small yellow leather ball that he played with Hachi before going to work.

Pinch your hand from time to time, and the ball makes a lovely sound.

"We ......"

Professor An looked at the eyelid balls and smiled as he spoke, but his expression suddenly changed, covering his chest and holding the piano.

"Hum. ”

As if pressing the black and white keys, the disorganized piano sound suddenly sounded, attracting the attention of all the students, and then under everyone's gaze, Professor An fell to the ground with a bang.

Whoa!

The students got up in a panic......

In the slow motion of the off-focus processing, the yellow ball is still tightly held in the professor's hand, but it no longer makes a sound due to the force, as if Professor An who fell in class never woke up......

Professor Ann died.

It seems to be a careful plan planned by the screenwriter, and it is like a sudden accident.

The light of the big screen hit the faces of the audience.

Countless pupils are constricting.

Everyone's expressions ranged from disbelief to disbelief, to panic that followed, to sadness that had finally come, and finally to a great sadness.

It was a small gap in the depths of the soul, slowly enlarging and deriving into a complete collapse.

At this moment, everyone's heads are blank!

It's like an elm that doesn't think.

And by the time people realized what had happened, there were already viewers who were shrouded in a sudden rise of despair!

The big screen suddenly darkened just like everyone's mood at the moment.

There is nothing in the darkness, nothing can be seen.

Knock knock knock......

There is no pretending to be sensational, only the drumbeat that seems to beat like a heartbeat in the darkness is gradually beating, and it is getting slower and slower, slower and slower, until it disappears completely.

Crunch.

It was the weak sound of the ball.

The big screen lit up again in a moment, but the expressions of all the audience were in stark contrast to the seconds before darkness.

It was a face, with tears streaming down its faces......

The camera cruelly switches to the station, Hachi is still squatting on the flower pond opposite the old station, the perspective slowly rises into the air, and only Hachi's helpless back is left in the long shot.

Lonely and sad.

"Little Hachi......"

In the back row, Yang An's tears were like a torrent bursting the embankment, and there was no way to stop it.

Perhaps Ye Hongyu was the only one who stood still, and it seemed that it was her belief to remain quiet, but Ye Hongyu's lips were flushed white from biting too hard, and they still didn't let go.

Yang An can't see this.

In his ears, the whole movie theater was whimpering, and when the gentle trap began to close the net, there were few survivors.

In such a theater, tears are the cheapest way to release!

The uncles and aunts who opened stalls at the train station got off work one after another.

The man in the security room looked down at his watch, then at Hachi, who was squatting on the flower pond, and tried to shout, but Hachi did not answer.

At this time.

It's completely dark, and the only thing that accompanies Xiaoba is the ice and snow that hasn't completely melted this winter.

The camera quickly zoomed in, Hachi's jaw was against the ground, and the sniffing sound became thick a little bit.

Eventually, Professor Ahn's daughter brought Hachi home.

The lights in the house were not extinguished that night.

Hachi didn't want to enter the study.

It seems to have returned to the day when it first entered the family, looking at this black and white world through the small gap, like a poor homeless worm.

The only difference is that Mrs. Ann cried all night.

The next day, a grand funeral was held for Professor Ahn.

Hachi did not appear.

As usual, it came to the flower pond opposite the station and squatted down, and as usual, it also watched the early morning train go into the distance, and even more as usual, looked at the passing crowd......

What is it looking for?

What is he waiting for?

The answer to this question seems meaningless, just like Hachi's aimless waiting, which is also meaningless to many people.

That night, the snow began to fall again.

Hachi's body was covered with a thick layer of snow.

The man in the security booth at the train station walked up to Hachi and said softly, "You don't have to wait, he will never come back." ”

Hachi didn't move.

On a snowy night, what is refracted in its eyes is not known whether it is light or moonlight.

The man in the security booth shook his head, gently brushed the snow on Hachi's body, and turned to leave.

The sobbing of the cinema has come and gone.

Even the crowd that had tried to suppress it no longer endured.

The eyes of the leaf red fish, as if illuminated by the light of the fire, were full of red.

Yang An only then did he realize that Ye Hongyu's body was trembling slightly, just like himself, his throat was blocked by something, and he could only slow down and digest those surging tears in an almost embarrassing way.

That year, Mrs. Ann sold her family house and seemed to want to escape the city.

Professor Ahn's daughter took Hachi back to her home, but Hachi fled the same day.

Professor An's daughter realized that the little hachi in front of her was no longer the little cub who couldn't get rid of the owner no matter what, let alone scold him.

The world of black, white and gray has no color.

In the passing scenery, it ran out of breath.

It has passed through the dead woods, and through the endless fields, and it has returned to the home where he once lived, a path it will always remember.

However, this home already has a new owner.

"Are you lost?"

The new owner of this house looked at Hachi, just like Hachi and Professor An's first meeting, the man leaned down and asked with a gentle face:

Little one, are you lost?

It returned to the flower pond opposite the old station, as if it were sticking to a promise that never existed.

Sometimes when it is tired of squatting, it will also lie down to rest, but those eyes that seem to be able to speak, never leave every train that goes out, and every handful of people who arrive at the station.

In some places, it may never get lost.

It's just that the person it was waiting for couldn't find his way home because he was lost?

Professor Ahn's daughter took it home again and tried to tie it up, but Hachi refused to eat or drink and resisted with a hunger strike.

A few days later.

Professor Ahn's daughter suddenly understood something.

She chose to let go of the chains that bound Hachi, and opened the closed door, smiling with tears: "Maybe I can understand you." ”

Hachi didn't run away from madness for the first time.

It looked at Professor Ahn's daughter as if in earnest goodbye.

Camera cuts.

It's still the flower bed opposite the old station, it's still the same squatting posture, and Hachi is back here.

The trains always cheer up Hachi for the first time, but the familiar smell has been lost in the passing crowd, so it is always disappointed again and again.

Its fur is already dirty.

The black, white and gray of the world is actually despair and coldness.

At night, it slept under the wheels of an abandoned train car.

When the first train woke him up in the morning, he ran to the train station as usual, and sat upright on the steps opposite the doorway, waiting for him to come home.

It doesn't matter if it's windy, it's raining, or the sky is covered with the familiar goose feather snow.

No one took it into the study anymore.

No one took out a blanket to warm it.

Only time rushes by, people hurry.

Only the train will still whistle, only the sunrise will alternate between sunset, and only the moon will turn into a thin moon.

After one year, after two years, after three years......

The people around him will provide Hachi with food to survive.

Everyone was moved by Hachi's loyalty to his master, and even the newspaper published the news that Hachi had been waiting for the return of his master for several years, and there were even spontaneous donations from members of the community......

"Little Hachi is old. ”

I don't know what day, the security guard who is still working at the station said softly.

It began to walk, and its already dirty hair was thinning out day by day, because it had not been taken care of for a long time, and it had lost its former glory.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons alternate.

Hachi is still waiting for someone who never seems to return-

The distance between life and death, for a dog, it cannot fathom.

It only believed that its master would return, and so its life, like a stream of water, passed and consumed year after year on the bluestone platform of the station.

As a dog, it's its watch.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, never abandon, it has been thoroughly transformed into a landscape in ten years.

Many years later, when Mrs. An, who was no longer in her former glory, came to Xiaocheng Station, she saw Xiaoba at a glance.

Hachi, it's old enough to crawl there, and it doesn't even want to waste the strength to move.

After that glance, Mrs. Ann's tears cried and she wore makeup.

is like Ye Hongyu, who claims to be able to always be silent in front of the movie screen, for the first time in his life, he took the paper handed by Yang An and cried until he couldn't breathe.

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ps:Thank you again for the reward from the leader of the face expression alliance.,Thank you very much.,I'm sorry to be a little lazy in some places.,I can't say too many witticisms today.,While reading what was written before.,While re-watching the movie.,The result is worse than the people in the book crying.,There will be revisions later.,Let's go write the next chapter first.,It might be a little long.。