Don't pick up your husband in the trash

◎What are you doing? ◎

After Yukie sent Edogawa Ranpo and Yosano Akiko into the tram bound for Yokohama, he called Mr. Fukuzawa to inform them of their approximate arrival time—the two had exchanged mobile phone numbers at the Yokohama police station before.

After that, she found a place with the wind.

"I didn't expect that there would be a day when we would sit together..."

Holding the coffee, Xuezhi sighed softly.

"You, remember?" Feng's eyes hidden under the sunglasses showed a look of astonishment.He looked at A Yuan with a calm face, and he couldn't help hesitating in his heart.

Xuezhi shook her head, showing a soft smile, her voice was like the breeze blowing over her lover's face, "No. I just vaguely remembered a little bit."

The so-called a little bit is really just a little bit.

"yes……"

The wind sighed softly, and there was a feeling of rejoicing or loss flowing in his heart.

"Is it because of this appearance that you are afraid to come back?" Xue Zhi looked at Feng Na's baby body, "Is it the same situation for Li Bao Enjun?"

Wind nodded silently.

"I'm sorry." Nothing could have happened if he hadn't run away with the curse.His wife and his daughter will live well by his side.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, if only I hadn't clamored for cake at that time..." Xuezhi said softly, her voice seemed to be melted in the heat of coffee, and her eyes were wet.

"In short, I am very satisfied to see you again now."

The father and daughter who met again should have countless words to confide in.But at this moment, there are only simple to unfamiliar questions and answers.The wind can't say anything.No matter how much it is said, it is futile, and time cannot be repeated.

The past Ah Yuan only stays in the past.

After drinking the coffee, the conversation came to an end, and Xuezhi said goodbye to Feng.She returned to the car and asked with a smile, "I'll see you off."

Feng shook his head, "The road is very close, just a few steps away."

"Well, be careful on the road." After a pause, she asked again, "Will you still sell buns in the future?"

Feng took a deep breath, "If you want to eat, I'll sell it."

Xuezhi smiled, "Okay."

Then the two bid farewell again, and Xuezhi drove back to Mihua Town.Feng has been standing there watching A Yuan's car leave.

This seems to be the best outcome.

……

Looking at Bingsheng who was gradually moving away in the rearview mirror, Xuezhi dialed her husband's phone number.

After three busy tones, the other party picked up the phone.

【"Twigs?"】

Hearing Rintaro's voice, Xuezhi held the steering wheel tightly.

"Rintaro, I want to see you. Right now."

There was a bit of crying in Xuezhi's voice.

Sensing that his wife was not in the right state, Mr. Mori wanted to ask what happened, but he frowned when he heard the sound of the engine at the same time.

【"Xiaozhi, are you driving?"】

"... Well, I'm in Bingsheng, I'm going home now." Her vision gradually blurred, she blinked, but she still couldn't hide her tears.It was as if my heart was being held tightly by the palm of my hand, so uncomfortable, so uncomfortable...

At this time, Mr. Sen seemed to have understood something.

"...Rin Taro, I want to see you, I really want to see you..." Xuezhi's mood became even more unstable.

【"Okay, Xiaozhi, I'll be back now. You go home first, then take a shower and sleep, when you wake up and open your eyes, you can see me."】

Got a response from the husband.Xuezhi now desperately wants to go home.She casually wiped away her tears, stepped on the accelerator quickly, and the car was speeding on the road.

Just like when Hui was lost.But this time, she was lost.

She lost herself at that time.

-

Mori Ogai is back.

He was only half relieved to make sure his wife's car was parked right there.To be honest, the fact that his emotionally unstable wife was driving made him feel uneasy.Fortunately, there were no disturbing phone calls on the way to Mihua.

He unlocked and opened the door, the house was quiet, the two children were at school, and Osamu Dazai was not at home.

Today's sunshine is really good, sprinkled on the floor through the glass windows, as if to scald out mottled spots of light.

"Twigs."

He called out, but got no answer.There is no wife in the bedroom, but the handbag in the living room proves that the wife has indeed arrived home and has not gone out again.

So his eyes turned to the bathroom.

He pushed open the door of the bathroom, and there was indeed a light on inside, and there were clothes his wife had taken off in the laundry basket.

"Twig? I'm coming in."

Mori Ogai opened the sliding glass door that separates wet and dry, and saw his wife lying in the bathtub with her head resting on the edge of the bathtub. Perhaps it was due to the heat, her raised cheeks were flushed, more intense than usual. Kind of beautiful.

Mori Ogai couldn't help showing a relaxed smile from the corner of his eyes.

"Oh... are you asleep?"

He sat sideways on the edge of the bathtub, rolled his sleeves up to his elbows, and stroked his fingers under his wife's eyes.Thinking of the choking in her voice when he called just now, he was not surprised that his wife's tears slipped down here.

Putting his hand into the water, the cool temperature made him frown slightly.

"Twig? Twig..."

Mori Ogai directly picked up his wife from the bathtub, and then pulled out a bath towel from the shelf next to him, wrapping his wife completely.

It was under such circumstances that Xuezhi opened his eyes.As I said on the phone before, I can see him as soon as I open my eyes.

"Rin Taro..." She stretched out her hand to caress her stubble-covered chin.

"I really like you……"

Hugging his wife's arm for a moment, Mori Ogai said to her tenderly: "I like you too, Xiaozhi."

-

Xuezhi was wrapped in a bath towel all over her body and nestled on the bed.Although the weather is close to summer, it is still slightly cool.

Maybe it was because of crying, her eyes were still red.Looking at the dust floating in the sun without focus.

"It's fine if you still don't know."

Mori Ogai had already changed into his home clothes, and he raised his eyebrows when he heard his wife's slightly evasive words, "This is not like you, Xiaozhi."

Xuezhi avoided his sight and looked to the other side.

"...Rin Taro, I don't remember much, so I don't know what to say."

"Then don't talk about it. I hope Xiaozhi can be happy. It doesn't matter if you don't talk about the past and the sad past."

What he said to Feng was true, and Xuezhi didn't remember much.Those vague memory fragments can't completely piece together a complete picture.But just that sporadic little bit was enough to give her a splitting headache.

What's more frightening is that she has no idea where the so-called memory of becoming Dagu and Lina's child came from.All kinds of thoughts came one after another, appearing alternately, and I couldn't figure out any clues at all.

What is right and what is wrong?

There is only one thing Xuezhi understands - longing to be embraced by his arms right here now.

Seeing his wife covering her head in pain, Mori Ogai reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms.

So fine.

Although I have held it more than once, it is the first time I have such a strong feeling.

"Rin Taro..."

"Well, here I am."

……

That evening, when Xue Zhi woke up, she found herself lying on Lin Taro's arm.She looked at the time and gave her husband a push, "The children are coming back."

"Well……"

Just as she was about to get out of bed, Mori Ogai directly put his arms around her waist, and pulled her back into his arms again.

"Sleep a little longer..."

"But……"

"There's money left on the table."

……

When Hui and Tsumiji came home from school, they looked at the dark house and fell into deep thought.

"Is mom not home?"

"But there is the handbag, and so are the shoes."

Tsumiji looked at the entrance again, oh, uncle is back too.She picked up the change on the coffee table in the living room, and was going to take Hui to Poirot for dinner.

When the two went downstairs, they met Dazai and picked him up by the way.

"Where's Mrs. Xuezhi?"

Hui looked at Tsumiji, and Tsumiji raised his fist and coughed, "Uncle Mori is back."

Dazai Osamu: "Oh!"

Hui: "What the hell are you talking about? What are Mom and Uncle Sen doing?"

Osamu Dazai pushed Kei away with a smile, "This is not something you should know at your age~"

"Damn it, isn't Tsumiki only in the second grade!"

He looked around the darkened home, so what the hell was Mom doing?