Here Angels Come [Comprehensive]

At that time, Bingzhong was still a two-story wooden building.

The moment Su Yeling felt Go Yamamoto's mood, fragmentary pictures flashed in front of his eyes like mist.

She seems to have overlooked the magnificent and gorgeous sunset, once lay on the green grass and looked at the melodious sky with white clouds, once went with her best friends to catch unicorns in the forest, and was once held by her father with a broom Climb up trees.

Those pictures flashed too fast, each and every detail seemed to be fished out from the long river of time, carefully sketched and filled with warm colors, and then thrown back into the narrow corner of memory.

Su Yeling seems to be able to feel the feeling of stepping barefoot on the warm floor that has been exposed to the sun, the wanton and indulgent happiness when laughing, the temperature when stepping on the waves and being embraced by the bright sun, and squinting to see When facing the dazzling sun, it is a surprise to find the colorful halo refracted.

Those pictures were as clear as they were on the scene, but they flashed fast and chaotically, until the last picture, the emotion that kept throbbing under the eye sockets finally broke through the ground and stretched out.

The girl standing in the old school building in the Showa era, wearing a black uniform top and long skirt, with long hair and flowing skirts, that subtle beauty bloomed recklessly, amazed the time.

Throbbing...

Bo Yeling, who suddenly sensed too much information in her mind, was still in a daze. She was stunned and forgot what she said and did, and she couldn't even hear who was talking to her.

The warm story that reached her heart after a while took all her attention. She loves such pure and clean feelings, but she also knows that it doesn't belong to her. She is just watching that kind of beauty.

She has such a personal experience, but she is even more confused.It wasn't until she left Bamboo Sushi that the image captured by her sank into her heart for a moment, and Bo Yeling didn't understand what happened.

She thought of what Yamamoto had just told her before, but Su Yeling couldn't understand what it meant.

Bo Yeling wanted to go home along the road, standing on the edge of the river running through Bingsheng and walking along the white line on the side of the road.

She squinted her eyes and glanced at the golden sun, and a small piece of her retina was immediately blackened by the scorching halo.

Bo Yeling rubbed her eyes and turned to another street. It just so happened that someone from the other side of the street was walking quickly, and bumped into each other unprepared.

Bo Yeling was knocked back, but was immediately grabbed by the wrist and pulled to stand still.Long silver hair flicked in the air, and Bo Yeling hurriedly grabbed the cuff of the visitor, and when he looked up, he saw the emerald eyes of the other party, "Hayato..." Bo Yeling, who was almost knocked down, made a sound slowly.

The young man who had always looked calm and indifferent was frowning at this time, and the corners of his lips were tightly pursed.

The pair of green eyes with fine pupil lines appearing in the sunlight seemed to be covered with a shadow at the moment, and Bo Yeling was sensitively aware of the impatience and hostility that was about to materialize from the other party.

She subconsciously got out of the way. If the other party wasn't Hayato Gujiji, she might have just ran away with some fear.

Hayato Gokuji let go of Su Yeling's wrist, and the corner of his mouth that was pressed down loosened, as if trying to suppress his emotions.

He nodded towards Bo Yeling, but in the end he didn't say anything, and walked past Bo Yeling very quickly.

Bo Yeling stood where he was, holding his fingers and looking at Hayato's back.After obvious hesitation, Bo Yeling took small steps to catch up.

Hayato's target is the recycling station near Heti, which is very close to the residential area. The garbage in the residential area will be dumped here, and the garbage truck will haul away the garbage at three fixed times a day.

The smell was not very good, and Bo Yeling, who had just approached, covered his nose with his hand and slowed down.

She looked at the prison temple Hayato, who seemed to be unable to smell anything, approaching the recycling bin, and kept sweeping the piles of white garbage bags that had been sorted and tied together on the ground.

Su Yeling didn't know what Hayato Gudera wanted to do, but after seeing him standing for a few seconds, he began to roughly open the garbage bag closest to his feet and rummaged through it.

Most of the household garbage was dirty and smelly, and Hayato Gokuji's hand with knuckles so sharp that it seemed only suitable for a piano was rummaging in it, and his beautiful hands were also stained with various substances.

It seemed that he couldn't find what he was looking for for a long time, so he simply dumped out all the garbage, and the household garbage was scattered all over the ground in an instant.

Putting down her hand covering her nose, Bo Yeling carefully took a few steps closer to "Hayato." She made a soft voice, calling the young man whose lips were pursed into a line and began to tear open other garbage bags, "What are you looking for?"

Hayato Gokuji had no time to pay attention to Su Yeling, and just rummaged through other garbage bags regardless of appearance.I don't know if it's because of anxiety, even breathing a little faster.

Bo Yeling took another step closer, seeing Hayato's face expressionless but rummaging roughly with his hands and feet, he also stretched out his white hand slightly, and untied a pack of garbage bags that exuded a peculiar smell.

Bo Yeling was about to cry, but he still dumped the garbage on the ground as clearly as Hayato did, and went to get another bag. The corners of the white skirt were quickly stained with dust and oil stains from the garbage bag.

"Hayato, don't worry." Seeing that Hayato moved faster and faster, and his breath became more and more unstable, it seemed that he was about to blow up the entire recycling bin, Su Yeling wanted to grab his sleeve, and then Found that his hands were dirty, "What are you looking for, Ah Ling will help you find it."

Hayato Gujiji looked up at the stacks of domestic garbage piled up in the recycle bin, and slowly calmed down as if being comforted by Susukino, "Go back."

He glanced at the sky, and finally said the first sentence to Bo Yeling, but kept scanning the garbage all over the floor.His voice was hoarse. "It's too late and Judaime will be worried."

Su Yeling also looked up at the sky that was approaching sunset, and shook his head, "Hayato must have lost something important, and Ah Ling wants to help Hayato find something."

Her tone was gentle but firm, resisting her fear of getting dirty and opening another garbage bag that emitted the stench.

"Chirp!" A gray-brown bird stopped on the low wall of the recycling bin, tilting its head to look at Bo Yeling standing in the garbage dump.

Bo Yeling dumped out another pile of garbage, carefully checking if there was anything special in it.

But she just retracted her hand and stretched out to the next garbage bag, a sharp pain in her hand made her withdraw her hand reflexively, and looked at her bleeding fingers with a "hiss".

"What's the matter?" Hayato, who was two steps away, held Su Yeling's hand, frowned and looked at the blood on Su Yeling's finger, "This place is too dirty, it will be infected, you go back quickly."

He spoke concisely and clearly, touched his pocket with his hand, took out a hemostatic sticker after a while, and stuck it on Bo Yeling's finger in silence.

The hem of Su Yeling's skirt had been soiled while squatting and digging through the trash, and her too long silver hair was not spared.

The darker the sunset, the more intense the orange light seems to have substance, melting into the air like caramel.

Bo Yeling's back was facing the setting sun against the light, the outline had been blurred by the orange halo so that the original lines could not be seen clearly, and the silver hair was also stained with warm orange red, but those backlit eyes were still untouched by the garbage everywhere. The dust was translucent and bright, looking back at Hayato Guji with a kind of stubbornness.

She sees Hayato Gokuji as a true friend, and that's why Hayato Gokuji, who saw that expression, felt a little scared and chased after him.

A person's name is very important. After exchanging names and being friends, she worked so hard.

Bo Yeling squatted down with a puffy face and continued to rummage. She felt that Hayato Gudera stayed beside her for a while, and then squatted down again, but her breath was much calmer.

"It's going to get dark in a while, and Judaime will be worried about you." Su Yeling heard the voice of Hayato Gokuji beside him, and his voice became much calmer.

Bo Yeling tilted his head and glanced at Hayato, who had softened his attitude, blinked his eyes in thought, and said, "Then Hayato told Ah Ling what you are looking for?"

Hayato Gudera didn't look at Ling Susukino, and after a pause, he replied flatly, "The photo..."

"Photo?" Bo Yeling chewed the word for a while, "Is it a very important photo?"

"It's...not very..." Hayato Gujiji probably wanted to say that it wasn't very important, but although his voice was calm, he seemed stuck and couldn't say the rest.

The calm expression he had just maintained fluctuated for a moment, and then he showed a little annoyance, but he stopped talking.

That photo was given to him by a man who accidentally ran into his biological father whom he hadn't seen for a long time a few months ago.

The photo in the thin envelope shows a woman with soft long hair playing the piano.

It was relieved, at least he thought he was relieved.Now that you have lost it, you must know how to accept this loss and know how to compromise, because no matter how hard you struggle, you can't change the reality.

At least they have met each other, at least they still have memories, at least there was a period of time, two people who are connected by blood were happy to learn piano together.

He always thought so, until suddenly he couldn't find the photo on the desk.

I can't describe that feeling, like returning to the scene when I heard the news that she fell off a cliff and died when I was young.

Suffocated, restless, uneasy, a person who has begun to become stable, like the impetuous self in adolescence again, violently mobilized the monitoring, only to find that the photos had been blown in by the malicious wind blowing in from the window Trash can, and he threw away such precious photos along with the trash without knowing anything.

Obviously, I feel that I have compromised with the reality, but why are there still thousands of unwillingness to breed.

A group of birds had already parked on the low wall, and a few of them jumped down and started pecking at the piled garbage bags as if they were going to help Su Yeling.

A little black cat with dirty fur sprang out from the grass beside the river. It seemed to be surprised and stopped to look at Bo Yeling in the recycling bin, then ran over nimbly and scared a few birds away.

"Meow~" the little black cat wagged its tail and moaned softly, circled around Bo Yeling, and then began to rub against Bo Yeling's fingers.

"Dirty..." Bo Yeling withdrew his hand, and couldn't help but reach out and tap the little black cat's head, "Aling is looking for a photo, have you seen it?"

The little black cat briefly communicated with Bo Yeling, then squinted his eyes in disgust and walked to the prison temple Hayato, sniffing his breath.

Then he skillfully got into the overlapping garbage bags, sniffing the bags as he walked proudly as if he was patrolling his own territory.

The senses of animals are much better than that of humans. It didn't take long for the little black cat to grab a garbage bag with one paw and drag out a crumpled photo from it.

"Praise the king quickly!" The little black cat held its head up and conveyed the above information truthfully.

"Awesome!" Bo Yeling applauded without hesitation.

Gokuji Hayato quickly took the photo, and wiped off the dirt on it vigorously with the palm of his hand.

The woman playing the piano in the golden afternoon sun gently gazed at the camera, soothing all his emotions in an instant.

Hayato finally calmed down, staring at his mother in the photo, there was no sadness on his calm face, just peace and tranquility.

Bo Yeling, who had finished praising the little black cat, turned his head and saw Hayato Gudera, the kindness that came out from the bottom of his heart through his eyes.

Su Yeling suddenly thought of Yamamoto's feeling when he looked at the photo of his late wife, and thought of the other party's words that he couldn't understand.

"Everyone comes to this world alone, and then leaves alone. Everyone is like this. Since it is destined, there is no need to be too sad."

"In the limited time, no regrets, that's enough."

The girl smiling in the fragmentary memory picture is so vivid, every expression is firmly engraved in the bottom of my heart, and that persistent and indomitable feeling is engraved in the depths of my soul.

Bo Yeling suddenly realized what Yamamoto wanted to express, and what he wanted to say was deeply hidden under these calm words.

The meaning of the words is blurred, and only the stories and feelings hidden under the words are real. He said these simple words with a smile, and he was also repeating the voice from the bottom of his heart.

It's not that there are no regrets, but regrets and misses.

This is not limited to love, not limited to family, nor limited to friendship.Even if there is a little left, it hurts to move.

Bo Yeling calmed down, and finally understood the words hidden under the meaning of the words.In fact, no matter how much they say, there is nothing to regret, what is destined to be good, and what is not that important, but there is only a short sentence hidden under the meaning of the words.

I still love her...