The lover that gravity makes is wrong

This matter is also a bit strange.

Kudo Shinichi, who was knocked unconscious by the third son, unexpectedly woke up at some point.

When everyone was busy venting their anger, only the black-haired boy noticed——

Under the seat across the aisle, a five-year-old girl with shofar braids was anxiously stretching out her hands, trying to find something among the pushing crowd.

Kudo Xiaoxinyi bent down and looked around the cabin.

With his outstanding reasoning talent, he quickly found what the little girl had lost.

—is a hand-stitched plush teddy bear.

Because of being held by the owner all the time, the fluff on the surface of the teddy bear has fallen off a lot and lost a little luster.

But even so, it can still be seen how much its little master cherishes it.

"Take it, this precious birthday present, don't lose it again." Kudo Shinichi handed the doll to the girl.

"Brother is amazing, how do you know today is my birthday?"

The girl was overjoyed and hugged the teddy bear, her eyes widened in amazement.

"There is a string of numbers embroidered on the teddy bear's feet, exactly corresponding to today's date." The black-haired boy proudly pointed out the flaw.

A handmade plush toy that is inseparable from the girl all day long, with delicate dates and names embroidered on its body. No matter how you think about it, this is a gift from the close elders to the children.

"Brother is amazing!"

The little girl's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were shining with admiration.

"This is a gift from my mother to Xiaomei! Dad said that Mr. Xiong will protect Xiaomei instead of mother in the future, and sing birthday songs to Xiaomei every year!"

The little girl said, pressing the plush bear's nose carefully, and happily sharing her happiness with her new little brother.

But the teddy bear didn't "sing", only the silent Mr. Bear answered her, and the noisy adults around.

The little girl was stunned for a second. As usual, she held the teddy bear on tiptoe and tugged at the sleeve of the man next to her.

"Hey, Dad, Mr. Xiong didn't sing, because he caught a cold and his throat feels uncomfortable?"

dad?

Kudo Shinichi felt a little strange, he turned his head to look, and found——

The father that the girl was talking about turned out to be the middle-aged man who was killed by the hijackers first.

"..."

The black-haired boy opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be choked by cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

"dad?"

The girl tugged at the sleeve of the corpse again, and lowered her head in a little disappointment, "I'm sorry, brother, Dad seems to have fallen asleep."

"Mr. Xiong, I'm not feeling well. I can't sing the birthday song for now."

"..."

"........."

Kudo Shinichi, Kudo Shinichi scratched his hair vigorously, as if he was struggling mentally, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said,

"It's okay, I, I will sing for you!"

"Eh?"

The girl raised her eyes in surprise.

……

"Happy birthday to you——"

The moment the boy's innocent singing sounded, the passengers in the cabin cast their gazes in astonishment.

It was the worst, most tone-deaf birthday song they had ever heard.

The boy who sings seems to be born without singing cells. No matter how hard he tries, none of the notes are in the correct key.

But the little girl who listened to the blessing didn't care.

The girl with shofar braids is holding a broken teddy bear in her arms, watching her little brother celebrating her birthday, as if listening to the most beautiful fairy tale in the world, with a serious and focused expression.

The tone-deaf singing has a unique magic power.

It penetrated the quarrel, overwhelmed the scolding, unbelievably calmed down the restless crowd, and cast their gaze.

Slowly, the noise in the cabin became smaller and smaller, and the troublesome passengers quieted down.

In the beginning, there was only Shinichi Kudo.

Later, slowly, more and more voices joined the singing.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you—"

Everyone clapped their hands lightly and hummed tacitly to the rhythm of the black-haired boy.

Their expressions were so focused and gentle, as if they were celebrating their children's birthdays, or celebrating their parents' birthdays.

……

…………

When the birthday song ended, the cabin fell silent again.

Those who quarrel, quarrel no more.

The troublemaker seemed to have suddenly lost all his strength, and sat back heavily in his chair. No one spoke, and the entire cabin was eerily quiet.

"...Sorry, I was too impulsive."

In the silence, the passenger who started the disturbance scratched his hair, lowered his head in frustration, and apologized to the flight attendant in a hoarse voice.

"I'm just afraid...it's hard...it's hard to turn around."

"I want to go home, my daughter is still waiting for me, we haven't had a birthday yet—"

As the man talked, tears streamed down from his eyes and hit the carpet.

He cried embarrassingly, but at this time, no one would laugh at him anymore.

Because he spoke from everyone's heart.

Yes, it was hard, it was hard to get to this point...

Now, what should they do?

The air became depressed with the depressed mood of the dead souls. At a certain moment, Kudo Yusaku even found that the clock on the wall stopped suddenly.

The forward second hand froze, shaking in place as if struggling back and forth.

Kudo Yusaku's pupils shrank suddenly.

Oh no!Go on like this——!

Start all over again!

Kudo Yusaku frowned, just when he frantically mobilized the cells in his brain,

A radio-like "hissing" sound sounded, and after a brief adjustment, the voice of a red-haired girl sounded in the cabin.

——It was the captain broadcasting.

【"Cough, test test, good morning, passengers. I am your temporary captain, third son. The weather is clear today, and it is a good weather for flying. We are about to arrive at Chitose Airport. Please fasten your seat belts. The plane is about to land." 】

What is this little girl talking about?

Everyone raised their heads in a daze, looking at the direction of the broadcast in a daze as if they couldn't understand the words.

The girl on the radio paused for a while, then smiled as if she had finished speaking official language.The clear voice is like a cool and slightly sweet breeze, pushing away the fog of confusion.

【"Please don't worry, although the road is a bit bumpy, it is a good journey. When you reach the end, do you want to look out of the window? It's a rare scenery!"】

landscape?

Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Shinichi looked out the window in doubt, and the next second, the two of them opened their eyes wide in surprise.

At the same time, all passengers subconsciously held their breath.

Without warning, a brilliant color broke into their eyes like burning sparks.

Crimson red, apricot yellow, water green, indigo blue, bamboo green...the beautiful arc around the horizon is like a rainbow, but it is more shocking than the rainbow in memory.

It hangs upside down at the end of the sky like a crescent moon, with a slight arc, like a flickering auspicious feather in the story.

【"It's called a flame rainbow, an extremely rare sight that only appears when the sun is at the zenith and the ice crystals in the cirrus clouds and sunlight exist at the same time, so most of the time, we call it—"]

【"--Miracle."】

Miracle.

Everyone stared blankly at the magnificent scene ahead and whispered to themselves.

Miracles, will they really have miracles?

【"Of course there is."】

As if hearing the hesitation in the hearts of the passengers, the red-haired girl on the captain's radio said firmly,

【"Because right now, it's right in front of you."】

Miracle.

If the gods are really willing to grant them miracles...

The wandering dead stared at the road ahead, and the halo of the flame rainbow was reflected in their eyes, like a real flame, igniting the dim eyes of the dead again.

Is it an illusion?

Or is it just an illusion.

At the end of the front, in the direction of the flame rainbow, they saw the familiar city, the lights of their homes and the smiling faces of their relatives.

If it's all just an illusion—

So what if everything is an illusion?

They are going.

They want to live.

Because, home is there.

"go home--"

"go home!!!"

At this moment, the souls of the 864 people on SKF flight 44 reached an unprecedented consensus.

A unified soul that awakens the desire of all beings

The desire of all beings, the miracle that induces the rules

——[Different abilities, all living beings wish]

In the cockpit, Zhong Yuanzhong also saw countless shining lights coming from the direction of the cabin like a galaxy.

They surround the red-haired girl, bringing up the silver-white brilliance of supernatural powers, turning into ribbons of light, and plunging into the thunderstorm and air current.

The shining silver ability blocked the falling thunderstorm, and the furious air flow turned into a docile road bridge.

The Mobius ring of reincarnation is disconnected.

"Look, Teacher Zhongyuan, I'm not wrong. Wishes can trigger miracles."

A girl's voice came from beside her.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his face and found that the girl with emerald eyes was looking at him with a smile.

Her eyebrows are long and pointed, and her emerald pupils are lighter in color than the surrounding ones. They look like clear and warm jade, reminiscent of the forest after the rain, bursting with vitality.

Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly felt a little pain in his eyes, as if he was stung by the vitality in the girl's pupils, and even his breathing became slow.

The third son bent his emerald green pupils, and said cheerfully, "I'll leave it to you, Deputy Captain Zhong Yuan."

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while.

As if instinctively feeling some kind of "danger", he withdrew his gaze, letting the vibrant green back out of the safe boundary.

"Oh, leave it to me." Zhongyuan Zhong also replied.

The dark red superpower light enveloped the fuselage, and the third son pulled the joystick to speed up the plane.

"Now, let's go home—!"

So, under the guidance of gravity and desire, this flight, which had been missing for too long, went straight through the broken [realm] and rushed to the front of the terminal.