The woman's anomaly, she finished chirping, and without waiting for the woman to say anything, she rushed to chat among the five employees.

Sawano Sharo grabbed the scarf in his hand, desperately holding back the tears that were about to overflow his eyes.Maybe it was tens of seconds, maybe a few minutes, she raised her head, walked to the noisy No. [-] Middle School, and pulled out the middle-aged man in kimono. His expressionless face was like the cold wind outside. "Boss Tsuruta... this scarf should not be included in this lottery."

"Oh, this, Sawano-kun, do you mean that you don't want this scarf and want to draw it again? It's ok... I have no objection." After finishing speaking, Tsuruta suddenly laughed when he saw Sawano's eyes stern. "Forget it, anyway, the mobile hard drive is already mine, just treat it as a gift from my uncle, as for its destination, it's up to you, your expression doesn't match your face at all, Shaluo."

That gentle and... seemed to be full of loving voice made Sawano Shaluo shake for a moment, and then felt the top of his head being gently caressed, confused for a while, and pulled the hand off his head, "Crane Boss Tian, ​​thank you."

He lowered his head slightly, and his original cold and stern face was like the warm air in the room, and the smile on his sweet face was real and bright.

Chapter, 15 Memory ([-])

Wegrowneitherbetternorworseaswegrowoldbutmorelikeourselves.

We don't get better or worse as we age, but become more like ourselves.

- Becker (ML Becker)

"Save your energy first, and it will be time to eat later. Sawano and I will go out for a walk." Tsuruta Ikura did not explain anything to Sawano Sharo, and walked to the door under the eyes of the employees, Looking back at Zeye who was still standing there, he knew that the child would definitely follow.

Ze Ye followed up with a scarf, and when he reached the door, his cell phone rang, "Hello."

"Sawano, what did you get?" Shinta Fukuda said calmly.

"A mobile hard drive has been drawn."

"Mobile hard drive, it's not bad either....Actually, I'd rather win the grand prize. Well, forget it, the third prize is also very good. By the way, I'll come back the day after tomorrow, and I'm inspired again. You should also take a good rest these days , working at its best!"

"Ah."

Then there was an inexplicable silence, and Sawano heard the suspiciously ambiguous voice of Ala-Ala in front of him, and looked up, not surprised to see Tsuruta's bearded face with a mean expression.

"Futian, I have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

"Ah, bye."

"Goodbye."

Sawano Shaluo stepped up and walked to Tsuruta's side, "Boss Tsuruta, should you explain why my mother's scarf is at your place." Eight years ago, Sawano Ruri—her My mother had said she would give her a scarf for her birthday, but on the day she died, the half-woven scarf disappeared and was nowhere to be found.

And now, the orange scarf in her hands is complete.It can also be seen in the middle of the weaving - clearly done by someone else.

Tsuruta Izo stroked his disheveled black hair, "Sara, you know that I have always liked your mother." This sentence is very straightforward. Originally, he still wanted to polish it up or find some other topics first. , But, I didn't expect that the main point of this time was already said when I opened my mouth.

"I know....I knew it when I was a child."

"Hehe, so sometimes children understand people's feelings better than adults. ... That day, the person I liked died in front of me, leaving behind the only thing I had a chance to possess, ... why didn't I secretly Hiding it? Although it is very despicable, the fact is that your mother passed away in my arms that day, and asked me to continue weaving and give it to you after I finished. The jealous one didn't continue to finish, and put it beside me... Maybe you still don't understand—"

"No, I understand." Sawano Sharo interrupted him, and what Tsuruta turned his head to see was the pair of light golden eyes like her biological mother's.

"Shaluo, I'm sorry....My younger brother, he was the same age as you at that time... This matter is in his heart. He still says that he often dreamed that Aunt Liuli was shot and fell in a pool of blood in his dreams. screen."

Sawano stroked the softness in his hands, "It's okay... Besides, it's not your fault, Uncle Tsuruta. Well, I'm going home." He said and walked a few steps quickly, then turned around, looked back at the Scruffy man standing in the winter sun.

"Thank you for your birthday present." Half of it was from her mother, and the other half was from the man in front of her. "I like it very much!!——" Sawano was getting farther and farther away from Tsuruta Izo, and suddenly shouted loudly, and then quickly disappeared from the man's eyes.

Tsuruta Yizang stopped, and there was an alley next to him. He leaned against the wall as if weary, and looked up at the blue sky in the gap above, Liuli...Although it was a lot late, the scarf is indeed handed over to you Daughter has it.

Please forgive me.

If you want to talk about the relationship between Tsuruta Izo and Sawano Sharo, if Tsuruta is talking about it, it should be the relationship of "wanting to love your niece like an uncle".In Sawano's words, "it's just an ordinary neighborhood relationship." No, in her heart her family will always be just two people, before and in the future.

Moreover, she and Tsuruta were not very close, even this uncle often gave her delicious food when the family went shopping.Moreover, children's minds are sometimes very sensitive, and Sawano Sharo was precocious at that time, and she had long seen that Tsuruta Izo felt differently towards his mother, and that sense of crisis made her hate this man even more.Although he was unwilling, he would at least call him uncle.But to say what really made Sawano hate Tsuruta, in the final analysis... Sawano Ruri, her mother was shot and died by a murderer in order to save Tsuruta Izo's younger brother. A great shadow was left in Sha Luo's heart. Although eight years were enough to fade this feeling of disgust, it never disappeared.

Tsuruta Izo has been persuading them, and the relationship between the two has deteriorated several times a year, and it got out of hand.Later, after he gave up this idea, Sawano Sharo would still go to the Tsuruta convenience store to buy things, but he would never look at this man in the eye again.

In fact, when he really grew up, Sawano Sharo felt that it was naive for him to transfer his hatred to Tsuruta like that.

No family, so... find love.Sawano thought.

She always remembered the beautiful smile on the face of her mother who was hugged by her father, like cherry blossom petals falling slowly in spring, which made people feel dreamy. ... Then, if I also find such a person, will it be the same?At that time, she thought so, and then she also took action on it, non-stop, non-stop, a relationship ended and started again, a relationship ended and started again... There is no stopping.

Maybe it turned into hypnosis in the end, even if she didn't feel it at the time, slowly, she would feel...it's so good to have someone to accompany her, and it's so good to have someone who is only with her and only has her eyes on her.So when she was betrayed for the first time and found out that she was stepping on two boats, although she broke up immediately, she still remembered the suffocation-like emptiness.So, it gradually evolved into a pathological...possessive desire.

"Mom, when will the scarf be woven? I really want to wear it soon." At the age of 11, Sawano lay on the tatami mat with his hands supporting his chin, looking expectantly in front of his mother who had a rare shift.

Although she doesn't often do the work of these female workers, Sawano Liuli weaves very fast, and the woman with her head down has a gentle smile on her lips, and her tone is soft, "Sara, mom just started weaving, but this year Sawano It will definitely be finished before Luo's birthday."

At that time, my mother said so, but in the end this scarf was not given to Sawano Sharo on her birthday.

In the past few days, Sawano Liuli brought the half of the weaving to the police station. Although she knew that she had no time to do this kind of thing, she still felt that every point was worth every penny. As a result... that day, she happened to be going home with half of the weaving. The woman in the scarf happened to meet the gangster who kidnapped Tsuruta Izang's younger brother on the way. Unfortunately, she was shot and died on the spot.

...In the end, the scarf fell into the hands of Izo Tsuruta.He did not return the woman's belongings to Sawano and his daughter. At that time, he wanted to monopolize the only thing he touched... because at that time, his relationship was in a hazy period, yes, 26 years old Tsuruta, who is still unmarried, feels that he has fallen in love with that gentle woman, that married woman—Sawano Ruri.

In the following eight years, he has clearly analyzed his feelings for Sawano Liuli.In life, women are gentle and loving, while women at work are cold and serious, such seemingly irrelevant two-sided women... that appeared in dreams night after night after Sawano Liuli's death, about love, he Think, he loves her.

However, he is always just in a corner.Until the end, Sawano Liuli died in his arms. The body in his arms was the one he had always dreamed of, but now it was getting colder and colder, and it seemed to be too cold.

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