[Tutorial] Butterfly Effect

"I am here."

The pupils suddenly dilated, and the final scene was frozen in those handsome eyes that were slightly green.His eyes were full of firmness, like clear and hard green gemstones.

There are gun muzzles that are getting closer and closer, and the darkness is so dark that it makes people uneasy.She finally hugged the prison temple's body, and the dazzling white light spots gradually filled her sight, bit by bit, softly, and her eyes were pale.

……

"Prison Temple..."

Ah Qing suddenly opened her eyes, and the light that suddenly poured into her eyes made her eyes feel sore.She resisted the urge to shed tears and looked at this familiar room.

The printed curtains are driven by the breeze and sway by the window.The breeze sent into the room brought a touch of coolness.

The sound of cicadas and the noise of cars coming and going are intertwined, and the warm sunlight is intertwined in the dark green and light green gaps, casting mottled spots of light.There are the sounds of children playing outside the window, as well as the slight yelling of adults doting, everything is normal, what a peaceful and peaceful living atmosphere.

summer.midsummer.

The tireless sound of cicadas made her a little stunned, she sat up from the bed and looked at the white ceiling.Turning his eyes to the writing desk, there are a few "Family Teacher" comics stacked, which vividly describe the wonderful growth process of the boys and girls.There are about Vengley and the Mafia.

Ah Qing got up and flipped through the black-and-white manga, the beautiful and neat lines were printed on the paper, there were family members she was familiar with, and the man with short silver hair.His appearance in the book is still with a stinky face, the ends of his hair are stubbornly raised, and he is awkward and cute.

The white fingertips gently caressed the prison temple's face, and the rough texture of the paper made her tremble slightly.The comics record everything she has experienced, but only without her.It used to be, and it is now—the place where she is now is the home she has stayed in for more than 20 years.

She's back...how did she come back?When dying?But... what happened to the Prison Temple?

The book in her hand fell, and she turned her head to look at herself in the full-length mirror.Long jet black hair, jet black eyes with jewel-like red, shining brightly.Years of fumbling life made her unconsciously exude a faint dangerous aura, like a thorny rose.

She has changed.The changes in that world extended to the world she was in.The black ring between the fingers is still there, and the shiny black gem silently tells the truth of all this.And the silver ring on the middle finger exudes a soft light, proving that he once existed.

nine years.She stayed in that world for nine years.

Pushing the door out of the room, she was almost moved to tears.The mother who thinks day and night is sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Qingqing? You're back." The middle-aged woman with combed hair seemed very excited. She quickly got up and walked towards Qing's direction, looked at her up and down, and then frowned suspiciously, "Are you dyed?" Hair?"

"Uh... that's right." She opened her mouth, not knowing how to explain this change, so she could only follow her mother's wishes.She looked at her mother, whom she hadn't seen for many years, and couldn't help hugging her gently.

"Qingqing, what's the matter with you?" With a kind smile on her lips, the middle-aged woman gently patted her daughter's back.Her body trembled slightly, and the mother naturally knew what was on her mind.

"Mom... I miss you so much." She sniffed, and tears flowed out unconsciously.After being there for so long, it has been a long time since I saw my relatives.For a time, this harbor that was always open to her was getting further and further away.This time she finally saw the family she missed day and night.

"It's good that you're fine." The woman gently rubbed Ah Qing's head, her movements were gentle and gentle.The kind eyebrows and eyes are full of longing for her daughter.

"Mom, I've been away for so long, do you miss me?" She coquettishly slipped into her mother's arms, feeling the rare security.Compared with the world of bullets and bullets, this place made her feel more at ease.

"Stupid girl! I'll miss you even if you're not here for a day!" The woman poked her head with her finger, complaining very much.

Ah Qing sat down with her mother and watched TV with her.Talking and laughing as if nothing ever happened.In short, now, she just wants to enjoy this hard-won family affection.

This dinner was extraordinarily sumptuous, because the couple made a special meal when they knew their daughter was back.

"Papa's cooking is the best." Ah Qing was almost moved to tears.The taste of home that I haven't tasted for many years.It's all her favorite food.There, she can always only eat Western food, or simple Japanese food with Skylark.There are very few opportunities to taste Chinese food like this, only when she cooks on a whim.

Occasionally, she would change things for Ah Gang and the others... and the prison temple would blush and say that the food she made was not tasty, but in fact it looked like it was gobbling it up.

She put down her chopsticks and suddenly felt that she lost her appetite.

"Qingqing, why don't you eat it? Is it not delicious?"

Ah Qing raised his head, looked at his parents with worried faces, and shook his head slightly.Seeing her parents breathed a sigh of relief and continued to put on loving faces, her heart suddenly sank.

If I remember correctly, nine years ago... the tableware at home seemed to be the same.Hasn't it been replaced for so many years?She looked at the parents in front of her again, and couldn't help feeling a little puzzled.They are still the same as they were before they left, and they have neither gray hair nor wrinkles due to the passage of time.Even the clothes she was wearing were the styles she was familiar with...

"Well, Mom... I've been there for so many years, it seems that my family hasn't changed..." She carefully asked the question in her heart.

Her mother's answer made her feel like a bolt from the blue.

"Stupid boy, what are you talking about. Are you dizzy? It's only been ten days or so."

As soon as the strength in the hand was loosened, the chopsticks fell from between the fingers to the ground, making a crisp crashing sound.

Ten days...?She has been there for more than nine years...but it's only been here for ten days?Obviously, the first time I went to that world, the time was synchronized when I came back.This time...but why?

The cicadas in the evening are still ringing tirelessly, singing the colors of this summer.

She did remember that it was also summer when she left... So now, is it still this summer?

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you?"

"No. It's nothing." She smiled pretending to be happy, picked up the chopsticks on the ground, changed a new pair and ate the delicious food in front of her.

——But this time I don’t know what to eat.The huge time difference overwhelmed her.

The only thing that makes her happy is that her parents are not old yet.The time she had wasted in that world had not affected her here.This made her feel guilty about disappearing for many years.

After dinner, she lay on the bed alone and opened the comics.The above content has been completed, and there is no need to use her.But the huge mystery is like a snowball in my heart, getting heavier and heavier.

How should she go back?Prison Temple... closed his sour eyes, tears almost gushing out.She misses everyone in that world and that man.She was the only one who escaped the police. What about him?The inexplicable escape came back here, and everything was caught off guard.

The ring of the witness in his hand is useless at all, it is clearly flowing, but he can no longer follow his heart to smoothly travel between these two worlds.

……

Back to the second day of this world.

Ah Qing stood on the busy street.Looking at the bustling crowd passing by, the roar of the endless traffic can be heard endlessly.This is where she first came to that world.Using death to force her is something she can't even imagine.It is because of the fear in the heart that it is strong.But now, she is trying to put her own life aside.

first step.

She stepped out tremblingly.Hesitant to move on.

The second step.

She clenched her hands tightly, her palms were wet, and layers of cold sweat began to seep from her back.

third step.

She is blocking.If it fails, both worlds will be far away from her.She closed her eyes, and the appearance of the Prison Temple appeared in her mind.While smoking, playing the piano, driving, negotiating, smiling, kissing her—even, killing.

Step four, step five, step six...

She opened her eyes and ran to the road.The human figure that rushed out suddenly at the green light caught the vehicle off guard, and even the brakes could hardly avoid the disaster.

Seeing that the speeding vehicles had no time to stop, she closed her eyes.

The unbearable sound of the tires rubbing against the asphalt almost burst her eardrums.The exclamation of pedestrians and the panicked brakes of surrounding vehicles could not wait to pour into her ears.

>>>

The huge thunder seemed to shake the gray sky.Strange-shaped lightning pierced the sky with a strong flash.Dark clouds pushed and rushed in, covering the entire sky.

The pouring rain poured down like a waterfall, crackling on the ground.Ah Qing stood in this empty place, just like when he disappeared.But now there are no pursuers, and there is no prison temple.

She did come back here successfully, betting her life.

Ah Qing walked in the mud, every step she took was extremely firm.The bean-sized raindrops hit her cheeks and body hard, and the pain numbed her body.

There was a deafening thunderbolt across the sky, as if a hole was about to be split.The strong wind pushed Ah Qing forward, and the dense raindrops wet her hair, and the water column flowed down her face and poured into her clothes, making her shiver involuntarily.

She rubbed her hands to protect her thin body, trying to identify the direction when she came.A violent storm enveloped this uninhabited land, and there was only desolation and silence around.The violent wind accompanied by howling thunder and lightning frightened her.Thoughts that had never occurred to him when he saw the blood, absurdly emerged at this moment.

Only her.In this place seems to be isolated from the world.

Dazzling white light intersects with the dim sky.She walked quietly by herself.I don't know how long it has been.

The surrounding scenery is slowly changing, gradually turning into a secluded path, and then gradually becoming sparsely populated.She talks to these suburban villagers in difficult Italian and gestures.She doesn't understand the strange dialect very well, but the same language always has something in common.

The unpretentious villagers were amazed at the discomfited state of the young woman before them, but at the same time accepted her plea, for he was on his way to the market.Despite the current storm, but in the face of the rare business, he can only go ahead.

After arriving at the bustling market, she said goodbye to the villagers in front of her with a shallow smile.Seeing the weather still not improving, she could only grit her teeth and walk to the eaves of the roadside shop to shelter from the rain, praying that the storm would leave quickly.

The wet clothes stuck to Ah Qing's body, and the chill eroded her nerves.She stretched out her hand to breathe gently on the faint heat, hoping to bring herself a little warmth.

"Are you...Ah Qing?"

Someone stopped beside him, his soft voice was somewhat uncertain.

Ah Qing raised his head suddenly, and saw a black-haired man holding an umbrella in front of him.He had the usual gentle and shy expression on his face. Even though he was wearing a spotless and straight suit, he still looked gentle and jade-like, and he didn't have the consciousness of being the leader of the mafia at all.

"Yamazaki...?"

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perhaps. .time to lift the curtain