In the world of Kexue, I want to lie down every day

The feeling of weightlessness made Hayakawa wake up suddenly. The ungraspable sense of emptiness in his dream made him still unable to recover. He took a few deep breaths, and later realized that he was lying in the hospital.

The oxygen mask he was wearing and the beeping instruments next to him made him feel like he was back in his last life when he was dying.

He took off his oxygen mask, pulled off his pillow, and took off all the instruments he could take off. He ignored the beeping instruments and walked out of the ward with his head sullen.

The patients and doctors coming and going in the corridor looked at the man in the blood-stained hospital gown in surprise. A nurse came forward to ask, but the man ignored him at all and just staggered out while holding on to the wall.

The noisy sound made Hayakawa frown in discomfort and cover the cracked wound with one hand. He was very irritable now, so irritable that he wanted everyone to shut up.

"Hayakawa! Hayakawa, where are you going!" Hagiwara Kenji, who was returning from fetching water, bumped into Hayakawa Tani who was about to leave with his lips pursed. He casually thrust the kettle into the hands of a passing doctor and quickly stepped forward to stop him.

Hayakawaya impatiently slapped away Hagihara Kenji's hand.

"Kobayakawa, let's go back to the ward first. Your hand is still bleeding and the wound has collapsed. Let's take care of the wound first, okay?" Hagiwara Kenji coaxed Hayakawa Tani in the tone of a child. He stretched out his hand countless times but was always blocked. The other party took the picture, but he didn't dare to use brute force. He could only pray that Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was going to get food, would come back soon.

"No need." Once again avoiding the hand stretched out by the man with long hair, Hayakawaya stood firm against the wall and raised his eyes to look at him, "Don't block me."

"Hayakawaya what are you doing!"

A familiar voice came, and Hagiwara Kenji breathed a sigh of relief, finally coming back.

"Xiao Zhufu, come and help!"

Hayakawa turned his head and met Morofushi Kagemitsu's angry cat eyes, then casually bypassed Hagiwara Kenji and continued walking forward.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Fu Jingguang stopped Hayakawa Gu, who was about to leave, and asked as calmly as possible.

Hayakawaya didn't answer, he just walked around the man, and then raised his hand to block the man's hand that was attacking him.

"Don't block me." He shook off the man's hand and walked forward without hesitation. He was going to find something, something he had forgotten in two lifetimes.

"Your current physical condition is not suitable..." Zhufu Jingguang pulled Hayakawa Gu again and tried to persuade him a few more words.

"Go away!"

Hayakawa's raised eyes were bloodshot, and the despair in his eyes stunned the two of them. The suffocation made them unable to move a step.

At this time, Hayakawa's mind was in chaos. He turned around and changed from staggering to running. He didn't want to worry about anything now. He just wanted to go home.

But when he stood at the door of the hospital, he was at a loss again. Zhufu Jingguang put his car key into Hayakawaya's hand.

"We are with you." He knew that there must be something going on in Hayakawa Valley now, something very important.

Hayakawaya didn't say anything, but waited for two seconds when he got on the bus, and then left after both Morofushi Kagemitsu and Hagiwara Kenji got on the bus.

The car was driving very fast. Hagiwara Kenji, who always pursued excitement, silently fastened his seat belt. Not to mention Morofushi Kagemitsu, he fastened it when he got in the car. They all knew that they could not stop Hayakawa Valley this time, so instead of letting him go, If this naughty kid goes out on his own, it's better for them to follow him.

The car drove onto a road that was familiar to them but unfamiliar to them. This road did not lead to any of their apartments, nor was it a temple road. As the two of them guessed, the car stopped under a residential building.

Hayakawaya unbuckled his seat belt, opened the car door and ran out. Morofushi Kagemitsu took out the car key, locked the car, and followed Hagiwara Kenji.

They followed the man into a house that was very dusty and had not been lived in for a long time.

This should be the house where Hayakawaya lived before going to the orphanage.

They saw Hayakawa Tani rummaging around in the bedroom. After twenty years, there really weren't many things left here, but from the layout and decoration, the original warmth could be seen.

"What are you looking for? Let's help you look for it, okay?" Hagihara Kenji tried to find out something from Hayakawa Tani, but the other party ignored him at all, so he could only look to the policeman next to him for help.

"Hayakawa, can you say something?"

In the end, Hayakawatani overturned the desk and scattered things on the floor, which shocked the two of them, and he finally found what he wanted among the scattered things.

Picking up the dusty notepad, his hand that usually held the gun steadily could not stop trembling. He turned to the first page. On it was a family portrait he had drawn when he was a child, a family portrait of only himself.

When he was a child, he was taught by his parents not to draw their faces, not to take pictures, and not to tell others their occupations, so when the teacher asked him to draw a family photo, he only drew himself.

This painting also fell on him like a curse, and in the end only he was left.

The man whimpered and put his hand on himself in the painting. He was indeed unlucky, and the people who had been close to him since childhood had no good results.

On the next page of the notepad are two names, Hayakawa China, Hayakawa Yasunari...

He stroked every trace left in the notepad until the last page, which was the last birthday gift his father gave him, four maple leaves.

At that time, he hugged his father's thigh and begged him that if he went to Canada, he must bring him four maple leaves, the new green in spring, the lushness in summer, the gorgeous red in autumn, and the last exuberance in winter.

His birthday is in the cold winter when the maple leaves fall, and his father's death is in the spring when the ground is about to break.

This belated gift, after changing hands several times, came into his hands on the day his father died. Without this gift, perhaps his father would have had a little more life.

At this moment, Hayakawaya was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. He could only hold the clothes on his chest and bend down. He opened his mouth and couldn't make a sound. Tears kept falling. It was all his fault. It would have been better if he hadn't asked for the maple leaves in the first place.

"Hayakawa! Breathe, breathe! Take a deep breath!"

Sensing something was wrong, the two people quickly supported Hayakawatani who was about to fall face down. Hagiwara Kenji skillfully helped adjust his breathing, and Morofuku Kageguang followed Hayakawatani's back.

But now Hayakawaya couldn't listen to anything. He just looked at the maple leaf in despair. He had forgotten this maple leaf stained with his father's blood for two lifetimes, but his father was afraid of ghosts for two lifetimes because of his words when he was a child. I just fell into his dream once...

He is a sinner, Hayakawa Tani is a sinner.

The noisy voices in his ears were gradually drowned out by tinnitus, and a mouthful of blood reached his throat. His vision blurred for a moment, and the blood spattered on the maple leaves.

Before he lost consciousness, he held the maple leaf in his hand. This was something his father left to him and he couldn't forget it again.

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It’s Mid-Autumn Festival, so just use a knife! Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to you guys!