Be Dazai's mother

I woke up very early the next day.Maybe it's because I'm a little overwhelmed by finally being able to find a place to sleep and get a good night's sleep.At the same time, I also feared in my heart that I would be kicked out after being singled out for mistakes, and I would return to a life of vagabonds.

If the wandering life continues, I don't know how long I can live.

In fact, I also thought about going back to Mei's hometown, but Fuyuki City is too far away, and going back would require a lot of travel expenses.And according to Mei's memory, although she grew up there, she had a bad relationship with her parents since she was a child, and she broke off relations with them directly a few years ago and ran to the outside world.

This is the reason why Mei did not choose to return to her hometown for help when she found out that she was pregnant.

Not to mention whether Mei's body can support her running around during pregnancy.According to the current fashion, a girl who ran away from home a few years ago will still have a big belly when she returns in embarrassment a few years later, which will definitely make the family feel ashamed, thinking that it is better for that girl not to go back and die outside Bar.

I just want to sigh at that.

The world is so chaotic now, Mei, a teenage girl at the time, broke off her relationship with her parents and went to the outside world. Later, she became pregnant without even knowing who the father of the child was.Even if you want to go back to your hometown to have a baby, you don't have enough travel expenses to go back.In the end, she died of dystocia, and the child also died. Only a dead soul like me was reborn on her corpse for some reason.

Thinking of this, my heart became more and more heavy.

Even knowing that even if I hadn't been reborn on Mei's body, she would still die and her fate could not be changed, I still couldn't stop feeling sorry for her sad life.

It may be too arrogant to say that, and I am not someone from Mei, just a thief who stole her body and survived, and obtained some broken memories of her, and I don’t know her at all.

But I still think that a girl like her should live a good life, even if she is struggling in pain, there will always be a day when she will see the sun.Not to mention that Mei got pregnant out of nowhere, and finally died of dystocia in the dark and cold alley, and even the child she gave birth with all her efforts died.

...shouldn't be the case.

I think so, and feel deeply saddened by it.

This is my sympathy for Mei, but also a kind of sadness for the death of a rabbit, and my confusion and fear for my future.

"Ah, Sachiko, good morning." Just when I felt that my heart was as heavy as lead and made me feel painful, a somewhat immature voice disrupted my thoughts and brought me back to my senses.

I blinked with a slow reaction, and looked at the source of the sound in a daze.

The black-haired little boy was wearing thick clothes, his pale face was a little red from the cold, his body was wrapped in bandages as always, and his naked eye was staring at me with a smile like a star.Even though it's only been a few hours since we just met, but I feel like I haven't seen him for several days.

"Is Sachiko in a daze?" He snickered, as if happy that he found someone else's weakness.

Only then did I realize that because I was trapped in my own world, I also stopped cleaning unconsciously.I was taken aback. I was caught lazy by my little master at work. How should I explain it?

I was a little flustered and anxious for a while, the picture of last night flashed in my mind, my body moved before my consciousness, put my index finger on my lips, made a "shush" movement, and then smiled flatteringly, and whispered: "hush ——Treat this matter as a secret between the two of us, okay?"

People can't help but show weakness at times like this, even if they are facing a child who doesn't even reach my waist.I blinked, trying my best to look weak and harmless.

"Hmph~" Young Master Xiuzhi crossed his hands, made a pensive look, looked at my uneasy look for a while, then nodded, and said: "Well, that's settled, it's just a secret between the two of us. "

I know it's not just about me being lazy, it's about last night.I couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out my little finger, and said to him, "Pull hook?"

Master Xiuzhi glanced blankly at my outstretched little finger, as if he couldn't understand this action.

I misguessed his reaction, thinking that a kid from a rich family like him received an elite education, and might not know what these ordinary kids like, so I explained: "This is a kind of thing that is used when making a vow." The action. The two people's pinky hooks represent that they cannot break away from each other's agreement."

Master Xiuzhi blinked, stretched out his little finger, and hooked mine.Children's hands are incredibly soft, fragile and endearing.His hands were so cold that I thought I was touching a piece of ice when I hooked him.

After a few seconds, Master Xiuzhi took his hand back.

Since he still had to go to class, he didn't chat with me too much, and left here after waving to me.

Miss Mami who just walked in from the outside at this time looked at the back of Master Xiuzhi leaving, and said to me with some surprise: "He likes you very much."

"This is really rare." Miss Mami said in an unintelligible voice: "Generally speaking, although Master Xiuzhi can get along well with any woman, he seldom gets close to anyone in particular."

"Have you met before?" Miss Asami asked.Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if looking through me.

I shook my head and said, "I don't remember seeing Master Xiuzhi before."

He's an impressive kid, if I'd seen him before.Could it be that... he saw Mei instead of me?

Mami-san showed a thoughtful expression and didn't say anything further, but just told me to continue to work hard.If I do well, for the sake of my fellow countrymen, she can specially leave an extra piece of bread for me later.

I thanked her with a smile, picked up my broom and continued my work.

At the end of another day, the Tsushima family is really horribly big.After finishing all my day's tasks, I was so tired that I felt that there was no pain in my whole body.When I thought about having to face this kind of life all the time in the future, my vision suddenly went dark.

But I know very well that I can be a maid in Tsushima's house, which is beyond the envy of many people.I also don't want to continue to live the wandering life before.So I can only grit my teeth, endure all the pain and keep going.

If there is any good thing, it is that I met Sayuri, a maid of similar age. Although the current friendship is not very deep, but being able to talk to a girl of similar age has dissipated a little bit of my uneasiness .

Most human beings live in groups. Although I feel that it is easier to be alone, but when a person is deeply disturbed and in a strange environment, I am of course not immune. I am eager for a good partner so that my heart can settle down .

In many cases, what defeats people is not the pain of the outside world but their own heart.

According to my understanding of myself, being in an unfamiliar environment and worrying about being kicked out, I will probably subconsciously please Sayuri in the next time, and try to make friends with her as much as possible.

Although very tiring, this is indeed the best way to relieve my anxiety.

Sayuri is a very beautiful woman compared to me and Mei who are ordinary looking, and she is also very good at dressing up.It's not the kind of makeup that makes people feel heavy at first glance, but the kind that looks extremely natural. If Sayuri didn't say it, I wouldn't even know she was wearing makeup.

For this kind of shining person, I can't help but relax my bottom line. In addition, I intend to please her. After a while, we became like good friends who talked about everything.

When night came, the person in charge of the Tsushima family, the master, came back.

Master is a busy man with little free time.Although he will come back to eat whenever possible, he will stay out most of the time-this is what Sayuri told me.

According to the rules, the master and the eldest son will eat together in a special room, while Master Xiuzhi will eat in another room with other young masters and ladies.It is said that it is to clearly distinguish the identity gap between heirs and non-heirs.

This inexplicable rule makes me really unable to understand.It's really strange that they are clearly a family but they have to be divided into high and low.What's more, is it possible that this deliberate distinction will not make the separated children feel inferior?

Although I thought so in my heart, it was not my turn to intervene in these matters.So I just shook my head and continued with my work.

It was winter, and it was terribly cold.I had to carry a bucket and wipe things with a wet and cold rag. My hands were so cold that my scalp was numb and I almost lost consciousness.

Several times, the idea of ​​giving up emerged in my heart. I wanted to throw down the rag, hide in a warm place, and wrap my stiff and painful hands in hot water. Persevered.

After I finished my work, the housekeeper looked it over and mercifully let me go to rest.

Of course, although I really wanted to go back to sleep in my warehouse for the first time, but after hesitation, I still chose to connect with my new friend Xiao Baihe.

I invited her to chat with me, and Sayuri agreed.Originally, she wanted me to go to her place, but she lived with other maids, and if I disturbed her in the past, they might offend others, so Sayuri still chose to come to my place.

As soon as she came here, Sayuri kept shaking her head and said, "Your place is too shabby."

I smiled awkwardly.This room was intended to be used as a warehouse, but it was abandoned later.Although the inside has become clean after I tidied up last night, there are still some worn-out traces that have accumulated over time.I don't have anything at hand, there are only two broken chairs and some of my daily necessities in the room, and it is really shabby at first glance.

Fortunately, Sayuri just sighed casually and didn't continue to talk about this topic. Instead, she took out the wine she secretly brought and asked with a smile: "Would you like to have some wine together?"

I was a little stunned and asked, "Where did you get the wine?"

"I bought it from the shop on the street outside. The price is not expensive, but the taste is good." The beautiful Sayuri smiled like a prank, her eyes seemed to be full of brilliance.

"I still have to work tomorrow? If the housekeeper finds out, we will all be kicked out." I sighed and said helplessly.

"No." Said Baihe waved her hand indifferently, and said, "Just drink a little, and the smell of alcohol will dissipate tomorrow."

Now that she said so, I'm not good at rejecting people either.So all I can say is, "Okay."

Sayuri took out the cup she had prepared earlier and gave it to me, poured some wine and handed it to me.

I paused and drank the wine.

The bitter and terribly spicy wine slid in from his throat, instantly warming his whole body.Although I can't compliment the taste, the effect in warming the body is really quite good.I was a bit cold at first, and after drinking the wine, I felt lazy and warm all over.

Compared with me who sips and sips, Saiduri, who looks beautiful and elegant, drank very boldly. If someone saw her outside, she would definitely say that she is so shameless as a woman.

But I was secretly happy because I seemed to have seen the truth behind her mask, and I couldn't help but relax a little.

For me, who is prone to anxiety, the truth revealed in front of me by others really makes me feel at ease.

I'm not an outgoing personality, but thanks to Sayuri's personality, the two of us talked about many things together.Since I am relatively silent, most of the time Sayuri is talking and I am listening.

Speaking of her father's early death, her mother's death in the war, and her brother running around alone with her dependent brother, Sayuri suddenly paused and said something astonishing.

"I want to be seen by rich people." Said Sayuri.

"Huh?" I was a little dazed, thinking I had heard it wrong, blinked and made a sound in surprise.

"No, I don't want to." Sayuri shook her head and said, "I must marry a rich family, even if it's not an aboveboard one."

She drank a little too much, and there was a lingering smell of alcohol on her body.I felt that if Sayuri continued to talk, things might get a little out of control, so I could only remind her vaguely: "You are drunk, Sayuri."

She shook her head, and after realizing it, she looked at me with an even more surprised expression: "Sachiko, aren't you going to plan for your future?"

"Hmm..." I was stopped by the question, and I couldn't say anything with my mouth shut.

To be honest, I am also confused and uneasy about the future.But at present, my energy can only allow me to take care of the present and try not to think about those things.Let's talk about the next thing later.I've always had this escape snail mentality.

"After finally coming to a rich man's house to be a maid, don't you take advantage of this time to grasp something?" Sayuri raised her eyebrows and asked.

"Let's talk about it later. Now I'm too tired to think about it just by working all day," I said.

But the drunk Sayuri obviously didn't intend to just let me go, she said aggressively: "How else do you plan to live? You know, maids can't keep doing it. Once something happens, you You may be fired at any time. What are you going to do at that time? You must know that some places are still fighting, and unless you sell your dignity and body, you are weak, and you will not survive for too long."

"...Or, because of my words, you look down on me, so you don't want to tell me about your plans?" Sayuri's expression became a little gloomy.

Of course, it is impossible for me to have any opinion on Sayuri because of this.What's wrong with people who try their best to survive?

As I said before, as long as it doesn't hurt others, I always have [-]% tolerance for all kinds of things that will be condemned or looked down upon.

I know very well.During the period after the war, everyone was very depressed and miserable.Almost everyone struggled to survive with all their strength, but many died in invisible corners.What's more, Sayuri is still a very beautiful girl.It is far more difficult for a beautiful woman to survive alone in this troubled world than it is for me.

You must know that I was wandering on the street before coming to Tsushima's house, but I was tense every day, for fear that someone would rush over and do something bad to me in the next second.

So I just shook my head and said, "Trust me, I won't look down on you for that."

I can't even take care of my own affairs, so how can I still have the time and energy to look down on others?

Sayuri fell silent again, she took a breath, picked up the wine glass and took another sip.This time she drank in a hurry, and some liquid leaked from her lips.But Sayuri just looked out of the window with those bright eyes and said, "How should I put it, you are indeed a woman like a 'tree'."

I was a little puzzled by her description, but before I could say anything, Sayuri changed the subject.

"You and Master Xiuzhi seem to get along well?" Sayuri asked.

I was taken aback. Why are Miss Asami and Sayuri asking like this?I can only say strangely: "Why do you ask such a question?"

Sayuri laughed and said, "There are many pairs of eyes in this family, and you just look like you don't understand."

Saying so, she pointed to her eyes with her finger and smiled drunkenly.

I smiled awkwardly, and said, "Indeed, I've always been slow to respond, and my slowness is a headache."

Sayuri shook her head again, and said, "There's nothing wrong with that, right? Rather, it's because you have such a personality that makes it easy for people to relax. As long as you think about it, no one will dislike you, right?"

"Too exaggerated..." I was embarrassed by Sayuri's overly exaggerated compliment.I know I'm not that good, I'm only able to put people at ease because... I subconsciously pander to other people.

——Because I know that I can live better in this way.

Sayuri was a little drunk, she waved her hand, shook her head, and said, "Let's not talk about that." As she spoke, she seemed to remember something and said, "Speaking of which, Master Xiuzhi is just like you. No, he's more..."

There was a smile of unknown meaning on Sayuri's face, and she made a gesture in the air. I have no way of knowing what that means, but I just feel uncomfortable in my heart.

As if seeing my frown, Sayuri laughed out loud, and said bluntly: "There are often maids who go to Master Xiuzhi's room to complain and cry, seeking comfort."

The news caused me to widen my eyes in astonishment, and I looked at her blankly.

Sayuri continued: "Although he is still young, he is already very popular with women. A woman who scolded Master Xiuzhi loudly in front of the public in the morning can run to his room to hold him and cry in the afternoon. Master Xiuzhi always Will comfort them very gently and make them laugh."

"When he grows up, he will definitely become an excellent man who is very popular with women." Sayuri said with certainty: "It's a pity that I can't wait for that time. It's a pity."

Her tone of voice, which seemed to be talking about some strange gossip, strangely made me feel a little angry. I didn't show it on my face, but I couldn't hold back my smile.

"...he's just a kid," I said disapprovingly.

Sayuri looked straight at me, her eyes were beautiful, a color like glass, but at this moment those eyes were filled with coldness, she said: "There are no children at this time. "

I was stunned, but found that according to the definition of society, Master Xiuzhi is undoubtedly extremely happy.Born in a wealthy family, without starvation and fatigue, and with many servants to serve, this is really a dream that many children who starve to death outside can't even imagine.

What's more, as a young master, Master Xiuzhi could completely keep those women out, but he didn't.

What Sayuri said was correct, and I was wrong.Rather, I was always the one who was too naive.I'm bitter about my own thoughts.

I said in a daze, "But he doesn't look... very happy."

I often do this myself.Just because I agree to something doesn't mean I'm genuinely happy about it.Rather, I have to agree with many worldly things.These things often made me miserable, not only because I had to go against my will, but also because I was cowardly who couldn't refuse.

What should society be like?But why should you doubt yourself for this kind of thing?

"It's just not happy." Sayuri said, "It's already very good."

As if to prove that she was right, Sayuri twitched the corners of her mouth, and talked about herself in a tone that seemed to say what she would eat tomorrow.

"I just said, I have a younger brother...but he died last winter." She said: "I obviously wanted to protect him no matter what, when I came home from work, I finally got it When the bread bought with his wages was going to be given to him, he was found dead."

"He's really hungry, but he didn't want to worry me, so he has been enduring it all the time." When she said "always", Sayuri's voice seemed to smash her own teeth, until the back , her voice became soft again.

"So that winter, on that very cold day, he was so hungry that he swallowed the stone at hand as bread." Her tone became extremely cold, and her face was like a hard stone.

Sayuri's eyes seemed to be looking far, far away through the window, and she said, "It would be great if spring could come sooner."

After spring comes, physical exertion will not be so fast, nor will I feel so hungry.And at that time, it was usually more lively, and maybe they could make more money, so maybe Sayuri's younger brother wouldn't die.

But no matter how many "what ifs", Sayuri's younger brother still died in that winter, and spring will never come again.

"...I'm sorry." I whispered.

Sayuri waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I was drunk and accidentally talked too much. You won't tell others, right?"

I nodded.

I thought maybe Sayuri didn't like me that much.She was just too tired, and there was no one around to confide in, so she pressed her rotten wound to the deepest part of her heart.

She saw that I was not the kind of talkative person, saw my cowardice and uneasiness, so she was able to confide to me safely through drunkenness.

Maybe the reality won't get better, but it does make her feel a little better.

No matter what kind of pain you hold in your heart, life still has to go on.Tomorrow everyone has to get up early to work, the mean and strict old housekeeper will not let anyone who sleeps late, so Sayuri washed her face, opened the window to blow off the slight smell of alcohol on her body, and then went to her own Go to the residence.

Looking at the back of her leaving, I was a little worried, but in the end I just shook my head and did nothing.Because I know very well that we are not real friends, and it is not a good choice to continue chasing the past.

When I was about to return to the room, I suddenly found Master Xiuzhi appearing in a corner not far away.

I was taken aback.

The black-haired boy stood there quietly, like a ghost with no sense of existence at all, making one wonder if he was still alive.

As if he noticed my gaze, Master Xiuzhi smiled slowly and walked towards me.

I don't know how long he has been standing there, it is really scary to appear out of nowhere.Maybe this is a child's prank?I thought a little funny.

But as he walked, I had no intention of laughing at all.Because I found that his face seemed to be a little purple.The shock just now disappeared without a trace. I knelt down and looked at him at the same level, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Master Xiuzhi didn't speak, he just looked at me quietly, smiling like all well-behaved children.It's just that his smile is different from the smile of a child in my impression. It's a kind of... I can't tell what it feels like.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen a child much, let alone a child's smile.It's just that Master Xiuzhi is indeed a very special child.

If I had to describe it, it would be—he seemed to be standing alone in a sealed glass jar, blocking the outside world from coming in, and also blocking himself from going outside.Beneath the jar was an endless, dark sea.

It was not a sea of ​​life, but a sea of ​​breathless ink.

"Master Xiuzhi? Are you okay?" I couldn't help asking again: "Do you need me to call the doctor?"

Thinking this way may make me appear too narcissistic, but I always feel that Master Xiuzhi seems to care about me beyond the ordinary.

No, maybe that can't even be called affection, but a deeper and more complicated emotion.It's like love and dislike, like appreciation and jealousy, like wanting to be close but also like fear and alienation.

It is incredible that a small child can have such heavy feelings.

Perhaps Master Xiuzhi is indeed not an ordinary child, but a child sent by the gods.My wild imagination made me feel incredible.

Facing my question, Master Xiuzhi shook his head, and said calmly, "It's not a serious injury."

I frowned and said disapprovingly, "Why isn't it a serious injury?"

Master Xiuzhi shook his head stubbornly, but subconsciously looked at my expression, as if he wanted to see if I would be unhappy because of it.

I sighed, feeling a little helpless in my heart, so I could only say in a soft tone as much as possible: "But the pain still hurts, right?"

Master Xiuzhi was silent.

"Don't call the doctor, I'll bring you some ointment to rub it on, okay?" I said in a soft voice like facing a vigilant kitten.

Master Xiuzhi finally nodded.

I led him into the room.There was still a lingering smell of alcohol in the room, so I smiled at him apologetically, and then picked up the painkiller ointment hidden by the bed that Mami-san gave me to help Master Xiuzhi apply the ointment.

I carefully and gently applied the ointment to his face with my fingertips, and he seemed to lower his eyes as if he didn't feel the pain.

In other words, what is even more unacceptable to Master Xiuzhi is that he feels that he is in a mess now.

I sensed this feeling in his dodges.The reason why I can detect it is because I often do it too.

Compared with being injured, it is more unbearable to be seen by others.

But he still came to see me.It's like a wounded stray cat goes to the person who took care of him.It was an instinct of a lonely creature unconsciously wanting to absorb warmth.

I tried hard to divert his attention.But I'm not a good joker myself.On the contrary, most of the time I am always silent and depressed.Instead of expressing yourself, destroy the atmosphere of other people's jokes.It's better to suppress one's displeasure and pain, and try to tolerate as much as possible to obtain the greatest peace.For my cowardly character, this is the best way to survive.

I was worrying, and a very beautiful picture of cherry blossoms suddenly flashed in my mind.

"My hometown is called Fuyuki City." I said this, even though I knew that it was not "my" hometown, but the hometown of Mei, the original owner of this body.But in order not to arouse others' suspicion, I still said despicably like a thief who steals other people's lives.

Obviously I am a stray dog ​​who has long lost memory, forgotten my hometown, and wandered around until I came to Tsushima's house.

Seeing that Master Xiuzhi's attention seemed to be diverted by my words, I paused and continued.

"The cherry blossoms there are very beautiful. It would be great if Master Shuji could also see it." I recalled the cherry blossoms that Mei frequently recalled in her broken memory, and said so.

After leaving her hometown, Mei can never forget the cherry blossoms in her hometown.This picture also appeared frequently in the fragmentary memories I obtained when I took over her body.

Master Xiuzhi looked very interested and propped his face like that, and said, "Is that so? I must go and have a look when I have time."

"There must be a chance." I said with a smile.

After bandaging his wound, I whispered, "Maybe I'm meddling in my own business. But if something happens to Master Xiuzhi at school, you must remember to ask your family for help."

Today's social environment is that if you are different, you will be excluded.Master Xiuzhi, as a wealthy young master from a leading big family nearby, it is very common for him to encounter bad things in school.

And many kids who are bullied, for various reasons, rarely turn to their families for help until things get worse.Children are a combination of contradictions, and when they are still immature, they often close themselves in a small world, which also makes them more prone to self-destruction.

Master Xiuzhi smiled and said, "Xingzi, you misunderstood, I just accidentally got it while playing."

"...Really?" I asked worriedly.

"Really." Master Xiuzhi said.

Since he said so, I can't go to his school directly to ask, right?What's more, I'm not someone under Master Xiuzhi, just a precarious maid.

"But..." Master Xiuzhi hesitated for a while, then smiled at me, and said shyly, "I'm glad you're worried about me."

Before I could say anything, he waved his hand and ran away.This made me wonder, is it Master Xiuzhi's real thoughts or his reaction because he thinks this is better?

When I went to bed and fell asleep, I started dreaming again.

That was when I just put on Ms. Mei's body, and my consciousness fell into serious confusion.I can't even tell if I'm Mei or "Sachiko".

It was a snowy day that was even colder than now, and there was no one around. I was covered in blood and struggled to crawl out of the alley.The snow under my body was soft but cold enough to make me tremble all over.

I struggled to climb out of the dark hell with my bare hands, and I let out a shrill scream from my throat, and my whole body was covered in blood.

Messy black hair was scattered, half covering my face and the scars and tears under the hair.

At this moment, I heard a sweet and tender voice that could only be heard in a dream.

"Do you need help?" Someone stood in front of me and asked.

At that time, I was confused and smiled, thinking that it must be the voice of an angel.

I think, no matter what I say, the angel will definitely agree to my request.Like I need a doctor now, a bowl of hot soup, nutritious food, and clean clothes...

I needed so many things, but in the end, all I could do was cry out in a trembling voice.

"...my child, please give me my child back."

The child that Ms. Mei tried her best to give birth to died in the end.

I have only one request, please let the child live.

This is Mei's and "me"'s only wish.

It was a voice so sad and desperate that I couldn't believe it at the time.I was like a lunatic with nothing, I could only whimper in embarrassment and let out piercing wailing.

That was already a month ago, and it still makes people feel vague in retrospect.Today, I have put on the skin of a normal person again and embarked on a normal life.

But whenever night comes, when I sit alone by the window and look at the outside world, I always feel that I am still the lunatic with a lot of holes in my heart and scars all over my body.

Deprived of this body that belongs to Mei, and failed to save the child she gave birth to, even if I am like this, am I entitled to live?

Am I even entitled to happiness even if this is the case?

I lay on the floor and thought so after waking up from a nightmare.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the window. I looked over blankly and found that it was a face I was already familiar with—it was Master Xiuzhi.

The boy standing outside the window tapped on the window lightly like a visiting bird in a fairy tale, and said with a smile.

"Want to go see the cherry blossoms together?"

The author has something to say: The cubs who signed up for this essay competition do not seek a ranking, but hope to increase the exposure rate. How many more people can come to read the article_(:з」∠)_

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Suddenly found that it was too slow to get hot, so I had to write nearly [-] words to finish the plot of a chapter (cover my face)

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The plot of using stones as bread comes from "Grave of the Fireflies".

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As well as Sachiko's No.1 perspective, it is difficult to write, but everyone has their own thinking and plans, including Zai of course.Only Sachiko 23333 is more silly and sweet

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Thanks time:

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of farewell;

Thank you very much for your support, little angel~