[Main Black Basket] Time Knows

?Hashimoto Suzune didn’t cry, and her tears were quickly controlled by herself. After all, she is a person who is not used to crying—or someone who hates crying. After all, tears are useless, except to appear weak and incompetent , cannot bring any force that will be good.

Hashimoto was holding the soft leather notebook in his hand in silence, leaning against the car window slightly, the light and shadow outside the car window alternately cast into her eyes through the glass, and the past appeared before her eyes like a flickering carousel.

She remembered that day when she and Heizi were soaking wet and walking on the street together, she thought that Heizi was out of his mind and wanted to send her home. He was obviously not familiar with him, and he was soaked and didn't want to go home first. Do you want to change clothes...

I also remembered that she saved Eguchi Kyoka and the two of them panicked, and then met Yukimura Seiichi who was practicing the car. If Yukimura hadn't been kind enough to help the two of them, what would have happened to her and Eguchi Kyoka that day, Hashimoto Suzune I can't even think about it...

The playground covered by the afterglow of the setting sun, the empty classroom is only his own, lying on the desk that belongs to him greedily breathing the aftertaste of him in his fantasy, secretly following the street that he walked through, and passing strangers at the station on rainy days The silhouette I saw when I was waiting for the bus to secretly peep at him, the self who was helpless and wronged when I met Jack Rose who wanted to raise but had no spare time...

Hashimoto Suzune suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh - after putting together all the time she had experienced, she found that she was actually very lucky, really, very lucky.

I'm so lucky, but I feel scared instead—as if everything is not true, and if I believe it, it will all disappear, but I really want to believe it, and I am afraid that it will be too late to regret after I miss it. I am contradictory and fragile, living humble and piously— — This is Suzune Hashimoto.

Hashimoto Suzune looked out of the car window in silence, and Hei Zizhe drove the car quietly and focused on the road ahead. Both of them sat silently in this small compartment, but neither of them felt that there was mutual affection in silence. What is uncomfortable, but I feel at ease in such silence, as if I can feel very satisfied without saying anything.

After arriving at the apartment, Hashimoto Suzune said: "Then, I'll take my leave first." She held the notebook in one hand and opened the door with the other. When she got out of the car and turned to close the door, she heard Heizi say: "Rest early, Ringtone-san."

Hashimoto Suzune raised her eyes slightly and looked at the person in the driver's seat. She was standing at the point where the light was the dimmest. Hei Zizhe didn't see her face clearly for a while, but only saw the outline of a face, and then heard the bridge. Ben Suzune has a gentle tone that makes you want to cry: "...Tetsuya-kun, be careful on the way back."

On the way back to his home, Hei Zizhe also remembered that there was a year, when he was a sophomore, he went to Otaru for a school trip. It was late January, when Otaru was completely covered with snow, and the sides of the canal extending to the sky were white. As far as the eye can see, rickshaw pullers can be seen on the street, wearing uniforms, waiting for business with a calm and satisfied expression. Hei Zizhe also felt a kind of serene peace of mind here. Holding a handful of snow in his hand, he quietly stared at it. At that time, his sense of existence was still a bit lacking, so even if he made such a strange move, no one would come to ask him what he was doing.

He was wondering how long he could endure the biting cold like this, and whether this handful of snow would be slowly melted by him in the end.

He can still remember the coldness of the snow. He remembers that he waited stupidly for almost a whole day, holding the small pile of snow wherever he went. When he returned to the reserved hotel, he heard the teacher greet everyone. When I went to eat, I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything for a while because I was holding the snow. At this time, I felt unwilling to put it down to eat, so I simply squatted in the room and waited.

Then--

【"...Zhe Ye-jun, be careful on the way back."】

The snow melted.

Hei Zizhe also had the urge to cry for a long time, because he was so happy, as if his long-awaited expectations had finally paid off, and he wanted to cry when he was too happy.

He guarded the flower that bloomed in the dark, and now it finally bloomed toward him—no matter how lacking in nutrients, no matter whether someone had sent her warmth, how many winds and rains she had experienced, the flower was finally still. I saw the hands he had been trying to hug her, and then they bloomed.

Hashimoto Suzune got into the bed tiredly, turned on a bedside lamp for illumination, and then began to look through the two soft leather notebooks left by Seichi.

She was a little hesitant before she was about to open it. Although they were husband and wife, Jingshi was no longer there——but, she still had the feeling that she had browsed through Jingshi's privacy without authorization.

But Xue Xu told her to take a serious look.

Hashimoto Suzune took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and said silently in his heart: I'm sorry, Seiki, I also want to know Seiki's secret, maybe you said that you knew me a long time ago, you I wrote it down in my diary... um, so I can remember exactly when Seiichi and I met, right... um, please forgive me!

After slowly exhaling a foul breath, Hashimoto Suzune opened his eyes, moved his body in the direction of the bedside lamp, and tried to get as close to the light source as possible, then opened the soft leather notebook in his hand——

On the old yellow paper, there are black and beautiful fonts. Jingshi's characters are very beautiful at first glance, but there is a sharpness hidden between the twists and turns - just like him, at a glance, you will think it is just a handsome man. A good-looking person, after getting along with him, he will find that he is unexpectedly domineering, and occasionally has an extreme desire to control.

Hashimoto Suzune spent a whole night reading the first book——Yukimura Seichi wrote very finely, almost to the point where every detail of the two of them together was written down, so Hashimoto Suzune can read it clearly It's very clear - what kind of mood this person is watching her.

I understood it too well, and there was a complex emotion of fear and sadness repeatedly entangled in my chest.

She needs to rest. If she continues to read another book now, she might collapse.

Hashimoto Suzune felt like an active volcano with its mouth sealed. The magma was rolling and rushing upwards in the abdomen, but because there was no exit, it could only rampage in the abdomen, and the internal organs were burned by the magma. It's about to be carbonized, and the pain has passed the limit of endurance and has become numb instead.

The truth is always cruel—although Hashimoto Suzune understood this truth a long time ago, but facing the truth that Yukimura Seiichi brought to her, she felt the pain of being crushed, as if Being thrown into the incinerator alive, he was still alive, so the pain felt very real, and he completely felt the severe pain from the skin to the muscle.

She left the bed and went to the kitchen, intending to cook a bowl of tomato egg noodles for herself. When she was stressed, her hunger became extremely great. Hashimoto thought that eating more warm food would relieve the heavy and scorching heat in her body. At the same time, the cold that seemed to freeze the heart was expelled.

But she cut her finger while picking tomatoes, and she didn’t feel much pain at first. When she rinsed it with clean water and took out the home medicine kit to apply medicine to herself, she didn’t know if the pain was stimulated by the medicine. It exploded.

The nerve endings quickly transmitted the pain to the central nervous system, or maybe it was really the ten fingers connected to the heart. Hashimoto suddenly felt a huge pain that drowned her whole body, and she kept blowing on her wound in pain. Breath, like what my mother-in-law in the convenience store said when I was a child, blowing and saying, "It doesn't hurt, it hurts, it hurts, it's blown away..." As I said it, I choked up, and tears poured out of the out-of-control gate, How can not stop.

Even if you tell yourself what's the use of crying, don't cry, please don't cry.

The crying self is simply a child who can't get Tang Luan and act like a baby, enough is enough, don't cry anymore.

However, Hashimoto Suzune huddled her injured hand in her arms, cried until her heart was piercing, tears splashed on her face, and she even bit her tongue when she spoke: "... woo ah woo woo woo Yukimura Seiichi You big bastard whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa—"

[I met her that day.

Especially suddenly, just like that time, I suddenly saw her with messy hair.

She was pulling a girl to run, with a heroic look on her face. I didn't recognize her at first. I came here to practice driving and prepare for the exam. Suddenly two girls ran out, so I was a little concerned. She He even ran directly in front of my car, so he stopped my car so desperately, it can't be a joke, right?

Sure enough, she and that girl were chased by bad gangsters - I'm actually very happy to help them, but I feel a little bit sorry for that car... Genichiro probably won't sever ties with me because of a broken car, eh ...I borrowed the car from Genichiro.

She and I advocated calling the police, but the other girl was very resistant, saying that her parents would hate her if she made a big fuss—to be honest, I think this girl thinks too much, and her parents hate iron and steel at most. I often use this to scold her, but I definitely don't say I hate her.

However, the matter of calling the police failed in the end, because the girl suddenly clutched her stomach in pain on the back seat of the car, and she didn't even have the strength to breathe—she seemed a little confused and didn't know what happened. Seeing the girl The skirt was stained red with blood and I thought it was the one that women would come to every month.

In fact, I just realized that the feeling of waking up was not that simple, so I drove to the hospital without permission—fortunately, I went directly to the hospital. If I really treated it like a girl, this girl will probably lose something very precious in the future.

Until the girl came out of the operating room, she always had a brain-dead look, probably this incident brought her a strong sense of shock...

I paid attention to the nameplate 'Private Teiko Secondary School' on her uniform... she's only a junior high school student, the child inside should be her classmate, the uniforms of the two are the same... ah, the current child Ah, what a mess.

I think this matter requires the parents to come forward, so I asked her with a hint of persuasion, is it okay if she doesn't call the parents?

She trembled in shock as if she had just found out that I was there, and then said without answering my question: "Thank you very much for your help... Well, you can give me your contact information, I will wait a few days I will definitely contact you, and I will find a way to compensate you for the loss of the car..."

"...It's not a matter of loss, and if you really need compensation, are you sure you can afford it?" I was actually a little surprised, thinking that such a messy child probably wouldn't know how to be polite at all, but the result... was unexpected It's still a bit of a responsibility... "That girl, it's already like this, is it really okay not to tell your parents?"

She seemed to be shivering a little, I saw her tugging at the hem of her clothes, twisting the fabric with her fingers: "... After Eguchi-san wakes up, I will ask her if she needs to tell her parents. For me, my family is more open. Doesn't manage my affairs much, so it's fine."

After all, I'm not someone I know very well. Since she said that, I think it's okay. I'll help everything I can, and I'll say what I have to say, so let's leave it at that.

As for the compensation, I helped them pay for medical and surgical expenses in this emergency—it is indeed a lot of money, but it is still within the acceptable range for me. If the two children insist on not telling their parents, then The cost is enough for them: "...there is no need for compensation or anything else, that car is not mine..."

"But... I will feel uneasy." The little girl insisted; "Please be sure to give me your contact information, otherwise I don't want to owe anyone else the contact information of the owner of the car."

I think this little girl is quite interesting, so - I gave her the contact information of Genichiro, but I didn't expect much.

How should I put it, there is a feeling that the more pleasant the words are, the less believable it will be.

But a week later, Genichiro told me with a dissatisfied face that a child he didn't know called him suddenly during his special training. He didn't answer because he was in training at the time, but the other party insisted on calling him continuously. More than a dozen times, so after the training, he replied to that person—a girl who claimed to be Suzune Hashimoto, asking him about the cost of vehicle repairs, because he was a completely unknown person—mainly because I forgot to tell him about it Yes, um, I really forgot by accident.

So Genichiro was at a loss and refused to tell the other party how much he spent on repairing the car. After the girl explained it, he understood what was going on. Genichiro was very moved by the other party's daring to take responsibility, and then said straightforwardly After the fee, the girl said that there is not so much at present, can I pay it in installments, and because Genichiro felt that the other party dared to take responsibility and would not escape if there was a chance, he naturally agreed tolerantly.

But I realized another important point - the child's name is Hashimoto, Suzune?

"Absolutely, Suzune is pronounced as りんねRinNe, isn't it strange?" Under my questioning, Genichiro said seriously: "So I remember very clearly that her name is Hashimoto Suzune."

As for me, I met a child when I entered Tokyo General Hospital in my second year of junior high school. Her name is also Hashimoto Suzune, and she is also the guy who pronounces her name as りんねRinNe.

I guess, is there such a coincidence that this ringtone is that ringtone...

Is it you, is it you, is it you...

Thinking of this, I suddenly became excited.

Sure enough, we met again. 】

Yukimura Seiichi's first diary begins and ends with the words [Sure enough, we met again. 】But Hashimoto Suzune read the end of this diary, but she didn't see the premise of meeting again, what happened for the first meeting.

Seichi gave the hint that "he met a child with the same name as her when he was stationed in Tokyo General Hospital". Hashimoto Suzune did know that hospital, and it was only two streets away from the block where she lived. When she was young, she seemed to be She often goes somewhere to play with the children who are hospitalized. The children living in the hospital are as lonely as her. Although their parents always have one by their side, they are not playmates, and some happiness cannot be given by their parents.

But, had she met Jingichi there...she couldn't remember.

Hashimoto Suzune found it difficult to accept what was written later in the diary.

The Jingshi in the diary made her seem to see another self—no, more terrifying and pathetic than her.

Falling in love with someone who can’t give me a response, even if I cheat, I still want to be a husband and wife with this person, using the excuse that I don’t have time anymore, I hope this person will fall in love with me, but I’m afraid that this person will really fall in love with me— — Hashimoto Suzune never thought that she would cause Seiki such pain, which made her completely lose the courage to read the second book.

In fact, after she and Jingshi went to live in San Francisco, she had already slowly thought of that point——Jingshi's marriage proposal was actually a scam.

It was not to give her a chance to prove that she was capable of bringing happiness to others, but to simply satisfy his own desire to be her husband.

There is no such thing as someone who can start a family with her, but he wants to be her home, and he wants to occupy a place in her heart. Even if she will start a family with another person in the future, his existence will not be enough. Will form in that family, because he is her first, even if she did not fall in love with him, everything he brought her will be branded in her heart.

Hashimoto Suzune knew that what Yukimura Seiichi said in his proposal was all lies, and it was all to satisfy his own wishes—but, even so, the hope that this man gave her was not false.

His self-satisfaction didn't hurt her or anything. On the contrary, it brought her more expectations for living, and let her know many, many warmths in this world.

What made Hashimoto Suzune feel distressed was that this person was so contradictory because of her that he was about to go crazy, but he still tried his best to pretend that nothing happened in front of her, but she never really noticed that it turned out that he was fine. The city has always been so hard.

——Why, Hashimoto Suzune, did not fall in love with him.

——How could she hate him like this...

— can’t forgive myself. ?