Rose[NANA doujin]

UK, Midnight, Agorad.

The guests in the bar gradually left the venue, the singing that had been hovering all night also stopped abruptly, and the band put away their instruments one after another.

The waist-length blonde Asian woman put down the microphone in her hand and quietly exited from the stage of the bar.There are a few fine lines between the delicate eyebrows and eyes, and the incomparable heart of the past has long been smoothed by the world, revealing a bit of melancholy.

"Thanks for your hard work, Nana." The male waiter in the audience greeted with a smile, with the downcast tone and gentleness unique to the British pronunciation.

The woman nodded, smiled back, and walked to the staff's locker room.

Five years have passed, and everything in Japan seems like a dramatic movie.I have lived in Oxford for five years. Time is the best medicine for pain. Why do I still have a heart-piercing feeling when I recall it?

Hey, Lian, didn't you promise to pick me up sooner or later?Why haven't I waited for you until now?

At one o'clock in the morning, Nana closed the heavy wooden door and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The weather in the UK is always wet and cold, but in October, it is already stinging to the bone.Nana looked at the plumbing and saw that the work was done properly, and the house was still warm as spring.

In the kitchen, there are some late night snacks left before going out, and the habit of adding salt has not changed for so many years, and salt miso has become a life-sustaining medicine that I must drink every day.Thick egg yaki is still made in the way of Xiaobajiao. Although it is inevitable to be cold, the taste is still tender and smooth.

Nana finished her simple supper in silence, quietly cleaned up the dishes, and went upstairs in small steps.

The room on the right wing on the second floor is slightly smaller, with childish stickers on the door, and the word "peach" written crookedly in blue pen.

Nana pushed open the door softly and took a look inside.The child on the bed was sleeping soundly, with black hair exposed outside the quilt, quietly rising and falling with breathing.

The melancholy on the woman's face faded a bit, a little smile appeared on her face, she quietly closed the door, took a shower and went to sleep.

The next day was a rare sunny day.At seven o'clock in the morning, Nana is woken up by the alarm clock, ushering in a new day that is both familiar and strange.

The woman put on home clothes, opened the door of the child's room first, and picked up the sleeping child.

"Xiao Tao, it's time to wake up." Nana's tone carried the laziness of the morning, and the gentleness that would make an old friend dumbfounded.The boy hugged his mother in distress, and made a coquettish sound with a bit of milk.

"Hurry up and wash up. Mom will make breakfast." Nana put the peach fruit in her arms back to the bed, got up and opened the door to leave, "If I don't come down in 15 minutes, Mom will leave first."

The boy next to the bed rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up. His hair, which was as hard as Lian's, was pressed into a wonderful arc because he just woke up: "Okay, Mom."

More and more like it.

Nana's eye circles turned slightly red for a moment, she turned her head and didn't want to look any further, and went downstairs to prepare for today's breakfast.

How difficult is it to raise a child by yourself?

In the past few years, Nana has always thought about why her mother left herself in the snow at the beginning, and then wondered how to raise a young child who doesn't know the world at the age of grandma, and at the same time take care of a big house. ramen shop.

The answer is ultimately unsolvable.

When I left Japan, I already knew who my mother was and where she lived.But what was the point of finding her?Even if there are answers to all these questions, it will only add to the sadness.Aren't there enough sad things?

She only knew that for the sake of Taoshi and the life that Xiaoba saved, she would work hard to live and had to break her promise to Lian.

At [-]:[-], Nana entrusted Taoshi to the kindergarten on time.

At the gate, Taoshi waved to her mother and walked steadily towards the kindergarten.The brown-haired and blue-eyed teacher at the door greeted Nana, and then led Taoshi away, turning his head to chat with the child from time to time.

Time flies so fast, on the first day when he delivered Taoshi, he would cry and clasp Nana's slender neck tightly with both hands, tugging at the collar and unwilling to let go.Those eyes were so similar to Lian, they were full of tears, and they cried into Nana's heart.All of this seems to be still yesterday, but Taoshi has become so sensible today, which makes Nana feel a little lonely.

The woman turned and left, there are still many days to live.When does life come to an end?When the day when the child becomes an adult, will she persist in enduring the pain in this world?

Oxford is not too far from London, it can be reached in just over an hour by car.

The guitar that was repaired in London last month has been completed, and yesterday afternoon the boss sent a text message to let me know that I can pick it up.Nana got into her car and drove towards London.

This path is all too familiar.Oxford is a small city with a slow pace and a very prestigious university located here, so it is full of vitality.But if you want some expensive luxuries, you have to go to London.For example, the microphone that Nana locked on Agorad, such as the customized Nanjing lock that is now tied around Nana's neck and has an N printed almost the same as Lian.

The guitar shop was near Westminster Abbey. Nana got her guitar back familiarly, but it was just after eleven o'clock.It was working hours in London, and there were not many people coming and going.Across the road is the Victoria Tower Garden, and Nana walked there with her piano on her back.

Not far away, there is a woman with blond curly hair leading a boy. The child is holding a piano in his hand. It is unclear whether it is a ukulele or a custom-made small guitar.Nana became a little interested and took a few steps forward.

The woman was singing, and the voice was so familiar that Nana couldn't help but stop.Humming without specific lyrics came from the woman's mouth, echoing the tune played by the child.She suddenly stopped singing and turned to look at the boy sitting on the bench.

"You're a genius!" in Japanese, "Lian!"

Nana raised her head suddenly, and the name made her breathe fast.The shortness of breath that had recovered for almost a year without recurrence suddenly showed signs of attack. She tried her best to concentrate and looked at the boy on the bench.

It was the same brown hair as Nana, softly attached to the forehead, with a gentle smile on the corner of the mouth, and looked slightly bigger than Taoshi.

The past memories and escaped past suddenly rushed out of the sealed memory box. Nana was unsteady and leaned back. Although she stabilized her figure in time, she still stepped on the leaves and made a lot of noise.

The blond woman turned her head in surprise, it was Leila!She looked at the short-breathing woman in front of her in surprise, the familiar Nanjing lock: "...Nana?!"

Nana couldn't pay attention to her chest that was about to explode, she turned her head and ran away.

Why do we meet?Why did it happen to be her?

The shortness of breath blurred her vision, but the car was in front of her eyes, she only needed to run a few more steps...

The fast pace of London and the lack of pedestrians at this time have made the car owners here develop a domineering temperament.The car was turning and approaching at high speed...

Nana stopped in the middle of the road...

Leila screamed from behind...

Hey, Xiao Ba, the life you saved may not be able to continue...

Now, Lian, did you feel the same way at the moment of death?

It's a pity that I didn't die in the sea with you.