Goodbye, Friends Book [comprehensive]

Mrs. Atobe came back holding an exquisite jewelry box, gently opened it, and wrapped the hairpin in silk brocade like a baby, carefully took it out and handed it to Natsume, and asked expectantly and nervously: "Is this possible?" ?”

Natsume turned his head to look at Atobu, and nodded after receiving the affirmative look from the other party: "Yes."

"Then please."

"……Um."

The hairpin was well preserved by Mrs. Atobe, and in some places it can be seen that it has been refurbished. The clip has been sprayed with a new layer of paint and looks very new.

The things that a person cherishes most in life and wears with him for a long time often have spirituality. With spirituality, the past events that the owner has experienced will generally be stored, depending on the length of time.

Mrs. Atobe cherishes the things left by her mother so much, and they are still very common street stalls, so the commemorative value and age are definitely not low.

It takes a lot of spiritual and physical energy to make an item display the memory of its owner, which is equivalent to returning the names of five or six monsters.

The method was taught to him by Mr. Cat. He has used it many times before to find things or people conveniently.

Natsume took out a piece of paper from the bag, cut it into a square, then drew a pentagram array, wrote a circle of monster runes, and placed the hairpin in the middle of the array.

Slowly inject spiritual power into the formation, and wait for the wind to gradually surround a circle of pale golden light, and begin to chant the mantra: "Take longing as the reason, take true love as the reason, treasured memories, wake up."

The hairpin was lifted up by the wind gushing out of the spiritual power, floating gently in the air, and other strands of spiritual power slowly seeped into it. After a few seconds, a pale golden mist emanated from the hairpin, and some fragments gradually flashed out.

In the picture is a pair of young men and women, who should be Mrs. Atobe's parents. As soon as they appeared, their faces changed, and they looked surprised.

It's just that there is only a picture without sound, and they can only guess the story inside like watching a silent movie.

Mrs. Atobe heard about it from her mother, so she was able to match the screen and narrate while playing it.

"This is when my father gave my mother a token of love. My mother said that she praised my father for his good craftsmanship. My father was embarrassed. Then he pinned it on my mother's hair and praised her beauty. My mother replied whether it was a beautiful person or a beautiful hairpin. My father laughed and said that they are all beautiful, they are all beautiful~"

The second scene is the marriage, which is a Western wedding. The white wedding dress has a very long back, and the four little girls are dragging it. The other children stand in two rows with flower baskets, and sprinkle pink petals for the couple. wedding.

The bride's face is like a peach blossom with a gentle smile, and the man is handsome and unrestrained. The two are a natural couple.

"The wedding dress I wore when I got married is a bit old, but it was left to me by my mother after all. It is still very beautiful after careful renovation."

When the picture changed, the woman was walking on the side of the street full of cherry blossoms with her belly upright, stroking her belly happily as if she was saying something, and the man was supporting her like a baby, and always pay attention to whether there are stones under her feet when she takes a step, for fear of tripping her , Precious as if holding a fragile crystal in your hand.

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Atobe couldn't help laughing with tears in her eyes: "At that time, my father treated my mother like a princess. It was so precious that I kept it in my mouth for fear of melting, and held it in my palm for fear of falling. My husband didn't spoil me so much, and when I heard my mother talk about it, I was so jealous."

Mr. Atobe turned his face away and coughed, his face a little embarrassed.

In the fourth scene, the woman is leading the one-year-old Mrs. Atobe to learn to walk. She is holding her hands behind her, and the man is teasing her with a plush toy. The child smiles happily with a toothless mouth. He was very happy, and ran forward quickly, and threw himself into the arms of the man.

In the fifth act and sixth act, more and more images flashed by, Mrs. Atobe couldn't help but sigh that her memory is getting better and better, and she can remember things for so long.

In the last scene, the old woman with gray hair in a bun is holding a cherry blossom hairpin and sitting in a wheelchair. Her husband is standing beside her and covering her with a blanket. The wind is a bit strong, but the sun is very bright. She must have come out to bask in the sun.

At this time, her health was already very bad, and the medicine was kept by her side all year round, and he was always by her side in case of any accident, never leaving her.

Mrs. Atobe couldn't hear a word they said, so she urged Natsume anxiously: "Is there a way for me to hear what they said?"

Natsume didn't have much energy at this time, and his forehead was sweating coldly. He shook his head weakly and said, "Sorry, I can't help it."

"This is how to do……"

Mrs. Atobe anxiously squeezed the teacup in her hand, not knowing what to do.

Natsume also felt that he could not hold on for long, he closed his eyes and shook his dizzy head.

"Kishi, that's enough, you should rest instead."

Natsume was silent, he also wanted to make the picture sound, but he really couldn't do it, Mr. Cat said there was such a way, but he didn't teach him because he was afraid that his spiritual power would not be able to keep up with the consumption speed and could not bear it.

"I'll help you."

Suddenly, a little monster with dragonfly wings flashed out from the hairpin. She looked at Natsume with her arms folded, then at the Atobe couple, she seemed dissatisfied with them, and then stretched out her hand, the light pink demon power continued to flow When the input card is issued, the screen has sound.

"Honey, if one day I have an accident, please tell our daughter, I am sorry for that incident, I love her very much, very, very much."

"I know, and she will understand."

"I will issue the card to her after I leave. I remember that she liked it very much when she was a child and always wanted to pass it."

"Well, I'll pass it on."

"Please, dear."

"It's okay, your business is my business."

"Being able to marry you is the greatest luck and blessing I have cultivated in my life."

"Me too……"

The man held the woman's hand, bent over and hugged her into his arms. Both of them smiled happily, but with a hint of regret.

Mrs. Atobe covered her mouth and wept uncontrollably.

She knew what her mother was talking about. The Atobe family was a businessman, and her mother had always opposed them being together because they were not in the right household. She was afraid of being wronged by her mother-in-law, afraid that she would not be able to adapt to that magnificent home, and the relationship with the Atobe family. The eyes of world friends.

The most violent quarrel between the mother and daughter was a bit harsh, saying that as long as she went out of this door, she would not recognize her daughter again, so she left in a fit of anger and never came back.

She likes her mother's wedding dress, and her parents came on the day of the wedding, and they never saw each other again after that, but she often sent back some more expensive gifts to prove that she had a good life, so she didn't need to worry.

In the end, my mother was sick. Although she went to see her, she didn't know how to speak. Even if she had a conversation, she acted as if she was a familiar stranger.

She also regretted it countless times. For a man, she turned against her mother who had raised her for more than 20 years. Is it worth it? Is it so filial?

Although her husband loves her very much, respects her choice, and persuades her to reconcile with her mother, she is too stubborn and strong, so she just refuses to admit her mistakes.

But in the end, human beings are always so contradictory and inexplicable, and they don't regret it until their relatives leave.

"You human beings are so strange. You ignore people when they are around, but miss them so much when they are gone. Who is this for?" The little monster looked at Mrs. Atobe with disdain, and then patted Natsume on the shoulder very sympathetically: "You actually Helping this kind of person is really kind.”

Natsume withdrew his spiritual power before he fainted. He leaned on Atobe's shoulder and slowly regained his strength. Hearing what the little monster said, he just glanced at the other party weakly and smiled.

"Are you a monster?"

It is very rare for the Atobe couple to see her. Mrs. Atobe took out a tissue to wipe her tears, and Mr. Atobe asked this question while holding the teacup that he almost threw to the ground.

"Of course, have you ever seen humans fly with wings?"

Mr. Atobe choked for a moment, and Mrs. Atobe wiped away her tears, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why are you in my mother's hairpin?"

"You think I'm willing." The monster gave her a blank look, and his tone was not friendly, and it seemed that he was not easy to talk to.

Mrs. Atobe was speechless.

"I'm just bored, and I just want to find a place to sleep." The little monster raised his chin and said arrogantly, "But I felt Reiko's Reiko, so I came out to take a look, but I have to say, your personality is still hypocritical as always."

"Sorry..." Natsume replied softly, "I'm not Grandma Reiko."

"Grandma?" The little monster Pu flapped its wings and flew closer: "No wonder, I just said why the temperament is so unsuitable."

"Ha ha……"

"You're almost out of energy." She flew to the bag that Natsume carried at all times, got in, dragged out the friend account, opened it, and found her name, "Give it back to me, I'm leaving in a hurry."

Atobe was about to say that he can't do it now, but the other party glared at him and said, "Shut up, I know he's okay."

"I see."

Taking a deep breath and sitting up straight, Natsume carefully tore off the piece of paper, folded it in his mouth, put his hands together, took another breath, and exhaled slowly.

The name of the little monster is Die. The process of meeting Reiko is very simple. She is so boring. I heard that Reiko likes to collect the names of monsters, so I threw the paper with my name on it to Reiko without saying a word. Like trash, I'm not afraid at all that Reiko will use her name to do bad things.

It's boring anyway, maybe Reiko will call her one day, so there will be something to do.

However, her expectations for Reiko were too high, until she possessed Mrs. Atobe's mother's cherry blossom hairpin and fell asleep, but she didn't wait for the other party's call.

"Lingzi's grandson, it's not good for you if you go on like this. I advise you, if you don't choose your future path, you will have a very miserable life."

After Die received the name, he tossed this sentence to Natsume, then turned around gracefully, and flew away leisurely.

Natsume smiled helplessly, he knew what Die meant.

At this moment, the right eye suddenly felt a stabbing pain, and warm liquid flowed out from the eye socket, with a bloody smell.

Natsume wiped it off and looked at it.

On the fingers it was a harsh red, very deep.