This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

"The third regret."

Beichuan Temple's urging voice made Shanyuan Yuko squeeze his shoulders tightly.

"When you were about five years old, the world completely changed. The shirt that had always been holding on to the body collapsed, and soon after being admitted to the hospital, he passed away."

Beichuan Temple’s gaze became calmer, and he continued to say, “That’s your favorite person, the most favorite person in the world, but she left like this, which left the biggest scar in your heart. In other words, the death of your mother is the most important reason why you become the way you are now."

"Every time you enter the world of your mind, the noise that keeps on sounding is actually your mother's voice. When the voice is overlapped, it gradually becomes a noise.

"This is your third image, the image of your mother."

Beichuan Temple raised his hand.

The brilliance of his fingertips radiated, and in the air, he slowly sketched a woman who was about 70% similar to Shanyuan Yuzi.

It may be that Shanyuan Yuzi is too shaken now, and he can use the power of the world to a certain extent.

"Mother Riko" Yuko Shanyuan looked at the woman who was smiling gently at her in the air, her eyes blank.

"The death of your mother means that you are completely separated from your childhood. No matter how beautiful your childhood is, you can't go back."

"After that, my father’s political party career gradually began. At the request of my father, you started to learn all kinds of things that you didn’t like. Because you are the daughter of a famous family, you have to learn a lot of things. impression"

Beichuan Temple was about to continue speaking, but was interrupted by Shanyuan Yuzi in an extremely difficult tone: "What my father would often say, he would often look at me and say this with a particularly disappointed and sad expression."

"If it's Riko."

Tears couldn't stop coming out of her eyes, and her voice choked: "I really worked hard, but my mother is so good. I can't catch up with her at all."

Yes, Shanyuan Yuzi's mother, Shanyuanzi, is an excellent woman, versatile, kind-hearted, and elegant.

Sugihara looked at Yukohara Yuko, who was particularly similar to the principle of Sugahara, and he would naturally think of the original scene.

And this sentence he often said became a haze that couldn't be wiped away in Yuzi Shanyuan's heart when he was a child.

"This is your fourth regret, the fourth image, the harshness of your father. The harshness of your father represents the high pressure of the family. This is why you choose to rent a house outside and only go home on Saturday and Sunday. "

Beichuan Temple picked up her unfinished words, and then said:

"Under this kind of high-pressure education, you have learned a lot, but the scarred mental state makes you never know when you have forgotten how to show other feelings. This is what you call the strange talk, the laughter of the clown. source."

"The laughing clown represents that you have given up your personal feelings. For the sake of your father's career, you try to disguise yourself and face other people with a smile. This is the fifth image and the side you can't give up."

The topic came to the sixth mental image.

This time Beichuan Temple’s language is very concise:

"Under this kind of compulsive pressure, your mental state is on the verge of collapse, and you will finally collapse. At this time, a person appeared. You thought that person was your savior, but you didn't expect it. He pushed you deeper into the abyss."

"Piano teacher, Aikawahara is a scumbag who has whitewashed his resume, but you don't know this. His care for you makes you feel the feeling of being needed again. January 24 In the afternoon of the day, you"

Beichuan Temple paused when he said this. He looked at Shanyuan Yuzi, his eyes flickering slightly: "You know what I mean."

"You agreed with him to expose all the reality of perversion. You don't want to live in pain anymore, but Aikawahara, who played with you, abandoned you and occupied the apartment you rented outside."

This is the sixth heart image and the sixth regret.

"Until now, Miss Shanyuan still has a smiling face." Beichuan Temple looked at Yuzi Shanyuan.

Why is the smile on her face dazzling?

Because that was the smile she forced herself to make.

This kind of smile is completely different from Kamiya Miku, Kamiya Miku's smile is not pretentious, and there is a starry sky in his eyes.

But the smile on Shanyuan Yuzi's face was like a ripe apple, almost on the verge of decay.

"The roof that can't be reached. This is the accomplice's missed appointment. You struggled powerlessly for the last time, and this situation happens to correspond to this last mental image."

Beichuan Temple looked around.

Shanyuan Yuko, like Ulysses, experienced the evil side of various human beings, and made various mistakes herself, the world she conceived.

A piece of meat symbolizes the desire of flesh.

The reverse pentagram in the playground symbolizes hell.

The old tree symbolizes her memories of this school.

The empty rooftop represents a place of peace of mind.

These are actually referents.

God Zhu Maki looked at Shanyuan Yuzi, and his eyes were not consciously filled with sympathy.

Although she is not like Beichuan Temple, she can think of so many things, but she can also express her kindness through this expression.

"I am such a person." Shanyuan Yuzi pulled her hair: "The stranger, leave me alone. I just want to say goodbye to the past and to say goodbye to everything."

Her eyes were dizzy, with an unchanged smile on her face:

"Let me say goodbye to all this."

Beichuan Temple looked at Yuko Shanyuan.

To be honest, if a person has no desire to survive at all, no matter how hard Beichuan Temple works, it will be useless in the end.

Beichuan Temple also hates this kind of completely self-defeating people.

I don't know how to save myself, so why do I need others to help?

He slowly said: "For a person who has no desire to survive, no matter how hard he tries, it will be useless."

Beichuan Temple’s words were very clear, so clear that the **** Zhu Maki next to him opened his mouth: "Wait for Beichuan, what do you want to do? Are you not trying to save her?"

Now that Beichuan says this, is it possible that he wants to quit the burden?

Yes, it matches the character of Beichuan Temple.

He is such a person.

If a person does not help himself, how can he pray for others to help?

But I really want God Zhu Maki to watch Yukohara Yuko die like this

"Who told you that Yuko Shanyuan has no desire for help?" Beichuan Temple squinted at Zumi Maki, his eyes were subtle, and he was worried about the girl's ability to understand.

It is obvious that Ma Gong is so reliable forever, how come she has been like this after becoming her sister?

"But you clearly just now"

Beichuan Temple interrupted God Zhu Makie's words: "I just said that people have no desire to survive, but Yuko Shanhara is obviously not among them."

As soon as this was said, not only God Zhu Makie, but also Shanyuan Yuzi on the other side cast a stunned look.

Beichuan Temple’s words seem to be saying that she is now succumbing to death.

How does it feel to be denied even wanting to die?

"But this is true."

Beichuan Temple carried the bag and walked towards Yuko Shanyuan step by step.

"If you really want to die, why do you want to show me this book again."

The book in the bag was taken out by Beichuan Temple.

His clear and cold gaze attracted Shanyuan Yuzi's gaze.

As everyone watched, he turned the last page of the book where the angel fell to hell.

"This book is your last image."

Beichuan Temple glanced at the scene on the last page, spread it out and gave it to Shanyuan Yuko.

That is a very peculiar page.

There is nothing on it, it's just blank.

"It is because of the blank space, so it is necessary to write."

Beichuan Temple looked at Shanyuan Yuzi: "Perhaps you haven't noticed it now, but you still have the desire to survive. The insignificant desire to survive has turned into the image of this book and was discovered by me."

"This is the last image of your mind."

Want to live.

This is something that everyone will subconsciously think of.

People who are truly dead-minded are not non-existent in this world.

But there are too few people of that kind.

Don't most people who want to commit suicide want to survive?

It's not because life itself can't go on.

Beichuan Temple thought so, putting his hand on Shanyuan Yuzi's shoulder. He recalled the words in Shanyuanzi's diary, and said slowly in her tone:

"Tamako. People will always die, and so will animals."

"Yuzi. After I am away, you must grow up healthily."

"Yuzi"

"Sorry to forgive mom, mom really loves you."

These words are the words once said by Shan Yuanzi.

"Mom" Shanyuan Yuzi looked in a trance.

Under this trance look, memories of the past flashed in my mind.

What if it is a mother who sees herself begging to die?

Shanyuan Yuzi held the book in his arms tightly, his smile faded from his face, and turned into a sad cry.

The sound of sorrow shook the entire school district.

With these bursts of crying, Beichuan Temple clearly perceives that this mental world is changing.

He was being pulled back quickly.

This familiar feeling of being expelled made Beichuan Temple look at Yuko Shanhara, who was leaning against the bottom of the tree.

In any case, he has tried his best.

If this can't make Shanyuan Yuzi completely untie, then Beichuan Temple can do nothing.

This is the limit of his ability, and perhaps it will improve in the future, but it is still true that he cannot save the opponent at this stage.

After a trance of being away from the body, the familiar view of the ward was followed.

Separate the curtain, the monotonous sound of the electrocardiograph, and the smell of disinfectant in the air.

Beichuan Temple got up from the bed and checked his belongings.

Poor Nishikujo came back, and Kamizumi Maki was floating around and shouting.

He stood up and opened the curtains.

I don't know when, the dawn has broken.

The long night is over.

Whether it's for Beichuan Temple or Shanyuan Yuzi.

Beichuan Temple turned his face and looked at Yuko Shanyuan lying on the bed.

He looked at each other deeply.

Look deeply

Under such gaze, Shanyuan Yuko seemed to shake her body a little uncomfortably, and then opened her eyes, saying hello to Beichuan Temple in a dry voice: "Hello"

"Hello." Beichuan Temple nodded.

She looked dazed, and it took a while before she managed to come back to her senses:

"Excuse me?"

"Hospital." Beichuan Temple answered the other party's questions tirelessly.

"Excuse me, why am I in the hospital?"

"I don't know." Beichuan Temple replied calmly.

The other party doesn't seem to remember himself anymore, it seems that everything just happened in a dream.

"There is such a possibility." As if seeing Beichuan Temple's mind, Shen Zhu Maki explained: "After the treatment of Yumui disease is over, it seems to these patients that they have had a long dream."

next moment

Shanyuan Yuzi spoke with a somewhat cowardly expression:

"Where did I meet, sir?"

"For you, this should be our first official meeting." Beichuan Temple looked directly at each other.

After hearing these words, Shanyuan Yuzi's eyes flashed with disappointment visible to the naked eye, and she nodded lightly: "Is that right?"

"Your body still needs to rest, so I won't bother temporarily."

Beichuan Temple picked up the backpack and planned to leave.

He had repaired those hideous scars on Shanyuan Yuzi's body before.

Scars, cigarette butts burns

Perhaps Beichuan Temple could not repair the scars of other people's hearts, but it was only an external scar, and he could still erase it easily.

But at the moment when he pushed the door and wanted to leave

Shanyuan Yuzi suddenly called out from behind:

"and many more!"

"Is there anything else?" Beichuan Temple asked very patiently.

"Name your name, can you tell me?" Shanyuan Yuzi stared at Beichuan Temple. She has always been proficient in this kind of communication, but today is the first time she gets stuck.

"Beichuan Temple."

It's just a name, not information that you can't tell others.

He simply reported his name, and then walked out.

After listening to Beichuan Temple's words, Shanyuan Yuzi never stayed.

She leaned on the pillow of the hospital bed and put her hands on her chest.

Tears rolled down.

"Beichuan Temple Beichuan Temple Beichuan" she chanted the name tirelessly, and couldn't stop her tears.

In fact, she still remembers, all of them.

My heart is like what happened in the world, the face of Beichuan Temple.

She never forgot.

She remembers, she remembers everything.

But what if you haven't forgotten it?

She sobbed in a low voice, like an ordinary little girl, crying very sadly.

There was no more false smile on his face.

the other side.

"That girl, I shouldn't have forgotten me." Beichuan Temple, who had walked out of the hospital, gave a simple definition.

"Hey?! Will it? I can't tell at all."

"What else can you tell apart from playing with your mobile phone?" Beichuan Temple squinted Zumi Makie.

This sentence directly blocked her to death. She stammered and looked away. For a moment, she didn't know how to refute Beichuan Temple.

"Her eyes, gaze, and initial reaction all show that she has not lost her memory in the world of her heart."

"Then why didn't you expose it?" Kamizumi Makie opened his mouth.

"Because of trouble."

Beichuan Temple recalled the things that happened in the world of mind, and couldn't help touching his head to add:

"This kind of young girl who resists is really troublesome."