Autism

She remembered the great chasm.

Running between the two of them, it seemed to mock the futility of all she did.

The boy in the dream smiled very lonely.

In the end, the seven-year-old couldn't stand the severe pain, and lay on the bed, bending sideways into a shrimp.With her head resting on the pillow, tears trickled down her ears, soaking the quilt.

Akashi had already left the ward, closing the door thoughtfully when he left.But even if she hit him hard with a bouquet, he still didn't stop.With a straight back, he walked out.

It hurts... The anesthesia has probably passed, and her right abdomen is very, very painful.

But what hurts more than the wound is the heart.

She never thought of asking him to return the same affection, nor did she think that she must be with him, but she just hoped that he would look at her.Just want to share the dreams that belong to them.

How did you forget it?Seven years old, that guy is more cruel than anyone else!

Even Akashi, who can be cruel to himself without hesitation, can easily be cruel to others.

Could it be...is that the end?

Her cartoons, two people's... wait!comics!Almost at the moment of reacting, Seven Years Old raised her head abruptly, and the tears stopped. She fumbled for her mobile phone from the bedside table beside her tremblingly, and when she opened it—it was too late.

The due date has passed and it is now two days away.

When she called Yoshida Koji, the regretful response came from there.

"That's right, the author's leave of absence due to illness has been issued. The editor-in-chief is a little bit awkward. After all, Yacheng Mumengye was also hospitalized due to illness before. It's not long before you... I'll talk about it... ...I said you are really working too hard! If this continues, other situations are likely to appear. Compared with Yacheng Mu Mengye, they are at least two people, which is much easier, but you are only one person, the editor-in-chief suggested You finish one and then..."

"It's over?! You said "evolution"?! Are you kidding me! That's me... It's been hard, it's been hard..."

"I've tried my best to negotiate with the editor-in-chief, so don't get excited. But... Anyway, be prepared."

Koji Yoshida also seemed very busy, so he hung up the phone after speaking.

The seven-year-old was holding the mobile phone in his hand, and lowered his hands decadently.Actually... actually said that "evolution" is going to end?What does this mean?Cut in half?For her, this comic is not just about making money!

That represents her commitment to Akashi's dream.

So how can it be over!If it's cut in half now, it's really over!Whether it's a dream, a bond, the only connection with Akashi...all will cease to exist!Never get it back!

It can't just end like this, it can't.

She can still draw!You see she can still move now, can't she?She also has strength now!

When the Toda family opened the door of the ward, what they saw was the scene of the seven-year-old struggling to get out of bed.

"Nana!! What are you doing!! Lie down!"

Erika rushed up a few steps to support Seven Years Old, and moved her to the bed.But at this time, she couldn't hear anything clearly, and there was only one sentence in her mind.

I want to draw!I want to draw!draw! !

So, Seven Years Old just waved Erika away with one hand: "I want to draw... don't worry about it, I want to draw..."

"Nana!"

Seeing her daughter stunned like a demon, Erika couldn't help crying after covering her mouth with one hand, but she still insisted on holding Seven Years Old with the other hand.

Until———————— "Snap!"

Eiichiro Toda stretched out his hand and slapped Seven-year-old across the face.It was the first time her father had hit her since she could remember.She struck hard and moved quickly, but when she looked up, she found tears in her father's eyes.

"Do you know how many times your mother has cried and shed tears for you in the past few days? Do you know that Ah Lu helped you run the publishing house, run to school, and take care of your mother in the hospital? You Do you know how worried we are about you!!"

"Toda seven years old, are you so selfish?! Ah!"

Yeah, is she selfish?She's really just a selfish person.In the past, he was self-righteous to accompany the boy, and then he was self-righteous to think about those things that he had to carry on the boy... Naturally consuming the love of his family for him, pushing these people who love him away and hurting him time and time again.

Then harm others and yourself.

"I……"

I just want everyone to be happy, why is it that I hurt others the most in the end?

"I'm sorry... Mom, Dad, Brother... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

She stretched out her hand, hugged her mother, buried her face in her arms and cried loudly, saying sorry incessantly.Those tears seemed to have finally found the right outlet, and kept pouring out.

The hand that mother patted on the back was so warm and powerful.

"I know Nana, it's really nothing if you want to chase your dreams. But you should stop for a while. Look at you, you have ruined your body, and you don't care about our worries. Dad has gray hair recently ..."

"Okay, Lu."

At the age of seven, she raised her head and carefully looked at her father standing beside the hospital bed. There were indeed faint traces of gray hair between her temples... That's right, her parents were already getting old, but she didn't know it. Still so ignorant.

What is mature and sensible? After all, in her heart, she still doesn't have a sense of substitution for this family and doesn't care enough.He obviously forgot almost everything from his previous life, those faces, his parents at that time, their voices and smiles were all blurred to the point where only a shadow remained.

What is in front of you is the most important thing.

"I'm sorry, Dad, I'm really just... just..." Panting and hiccupping, she took a while to say: ""evolution" is... going to end!! It's going to be cut in half It's—"

I'm really not reconciled, she can still draw, she still has a lot to say to the readers, she hasn't realized her dream yet...she hasn't let Akashi look at herself again.

That's it, it's over?

A big hand patted the top of her head, Toda Eiichiro rubbed his daughter's soft hair, and said slowly: "But Nana, you still have a chance, don't you?"

"Few people can succeed at the first time. If your dream does not belong to this comic, then it must belong to the next one, or the next one... There is always one that will do. It is precisely because you still have room to grow and will be accepted Cut in half, the people in your editorial department must be waiting for you to bring them even bigger surprises, right?"

"So don't be sad, Nana." Toda Lu also walked over, squatted in front of the hospital bed and looked at his fragile younger sister at this time, smiling brightly and brightly, "No matter what, brother, I will always support you! Mom and Dad also Will always be by your side!"

"Cheer up, you are... manga artist Toda Seven Years Old!"