This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

"The third regret."

Kitagawa Temple's voice, like death urging her to die, made Sugihara Tamako tightly pinch her shoulders.

"When you were about five years old, the world changed completely. Shirakako, who had been holding on to her body, fell down and passed away not long after being admitted to the hospital."

Beichuan Temple's eyes became calmer, and he continued to say: "That is the person you like the most, the person you like the most in the world, but she left like this... This left the biggest impression in your heart. The scars of your mother—it can be said that the death of your mother is the most important reason for you to become what you are now."

"Every time you enter the world of your mind image, the noise that keeps ringing is actually your mother's voice. The voices overlap...and gradually become noise."

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

Beichuan Temple raised his hand.

His fingertips radiated brilliance, and slowly outlined in the air a woman about 70% similar in appearance to Sugihara Tamako.

It may be that Sugihara Tamako is too shaken now, and he can use the power in the mind image world to a certain extent.

"Riko's mother..." Sugihara Yuko looked at the woman in the air who was smiling gently at her, her eyes were blank.

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

"After that, my father's political party career gradually started. At the request of your father, you started to learn various things that you don't like. Because you are the daughter of a famous family, you have to learn a lot... There is a saying You should have the impression—”

Just as Beichuan Temple was about to continue, he was interrupted by Sugihara Yuko in an extremely difficult tone: "What my father often said, he often looked at me, showing a particularly disappointed...a particularly sad expression to say this. In a word—"

"If it's Riko."

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

Yes, Sugihara Tamako's mother, Sugihara Tamako, is a wonderful woman, versatile, kind-hearted, and elegant.

Sugiharaki looked at Sugihara Tamako, who was very similar to Sugihara, and naturally remembered the original scene.

And the words he often said became the haze that could not be shaken off in the heart of Yuko Sugihara when she was a child.

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

Beichuan Temple picked up what she hadn't finished speaking, and then said:

"Under this kind of high-pressure education, you have learned a lot, but your mental state is already scarred, so that you do not know when you have forgotten how to express other emotions. source."

"The clown who loves to laugh means that you have let go of 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 mental image, and it is also the side you cannot let go of."

The topic comes to the sixth mental image.

This time, the language of Beichuan Temple was extremely concise:

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

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

Beichuan Temple paused at this point. He looked at Sugihara Tamako, his eyes flickering slightly: "You know what I mean."

"You made an agreement with him to expose all the perverted reality... You don't want to continue living in pain, but Aikawahara, who played with you, abandoned you and took over the apartment you rented out ..."

This is the sixth image... the sixth regret.

"Miss Sugihara still has a smile on her face until now." Kitagawa Temple looked at Yuko Sugihara.

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 Mirai Kamiya's. Mirai Kamiya's smile is unaffected, and there are stars shining in his eyes.

But the smile on Sugihara Yuko's face was like a ripe apple, which was on the verge of rot.

"The roof that cannot be climbed, this is your last powerless struggle when the accomplice missed the appointment, and the current situation also happens to correspond to the sixth mental image."

Beichuan Temple looked around.

Sugihara Tamako, like Ulysses, has experienced all kinds of evil aspects of human beings, and she has also made various mistakes. The world she imagined.

The piece of meat symbolizes carnal desire.

The inverse pentagram on the playground symbolizes hell.

The old tree symbolizes her memories of the school.

The empty rooftop represents a place of peace.

These actually all have references.

Kamizu Makie looked at Sugihara Tamako, with sympathy unconsciously in his eyes.

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

"I...that's the kind of person." Sugihara Yuko pulled her hair: "Mr. Strange...don't worry about me, I just want to say goodbye to the past...and everything... "

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

"Let me... say goodbye to all of this."

Kitagawa Temple looked at Sugihara Tamako.

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.

And Beichuan Temple also hates this kind of people who completely abandon themselves.

If you don't know how to save yourself, why do you need others to help you?

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

Beichuan Temple's words were very clear, so clear that Makie, who was next to him, opened his mouth: "Wait a minute... Beichuan, what do you want to do? Aren't you going to save her?"

Now that Beichuan said such a thing, could it be that he wanted to put down his burden and quit?

That's right, this is in line with the character of Beichuan Temple.

He is such a person.

If a person does not save himself, how can he ask others to help him?

But... I really want Kamizu Makie to watch Sugihara Tamako die like this——

"Who told you that Tamako Sugihara has no desire to ask for help?" Kitagawa Temple cast a sideways glance at Makie, his gaze was subtle, and he was now worried about this girl's ability to understand.

Obviously Asamiya Eiji is so reliable, why did she look like this after becoming her sister?

"But you just clearly—"

Beichuan Temple interrupted Kamizu Makie's words: "I just said people who have no desire to survive, but Sugihara Tamako is obviously not among them."

As soon as these words were said, not only Kamizu Makie, but even Sugihara Tamako on the other side looked over in astonishment.

Bei Chuansi's words seemed to be saying that her desire to die now was false.

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

"But it's true."

Kitagawa Temple was carrying the bag, and walked towards Sugihara Tamako step by step.

"If you really want to die, why did you show me this book again?"

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

His clear and cold gaze caught Sugihara Yuko's gaze.

While everyone was watching, he turned the last page of the book about the angel falling into hell.

"This book is your last mental image."

Beichuan Temple glanced at the scene on the last page, and handed it to Sugihara Tamako.

It was a very peculiar page.

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

"It is precisely because of the blank space that it is necessary to write."

Beichuan Temple looked at Sugihara Tamako: "Maybe you don't realize it now, but you still have a desire to survive in your heart. I discovered that tiny trace of desire to survive, which turned into the mental image of this book."

"This is your last mental image."

want to live.

This is something everyone subconsciously thinks about.

People who really have the will to die do not exist in this world.

But that kind of people are too few and far too few.

Don't most people who want to kill themselves don't want to live?

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

Thinking so, Kitagawa Temple put his hand on Sugihara Tamako's shoulder, recalling the words in Sugahara Yuko's diary, and said slowly in her tone:

"Tamako. People always disappear, and so do animals."

"Yuzi. After I'm gone, you must grow up healthily."

"Oka..."

"I'm sorry...forgive mom...mom...really love you."

These are the words that Sugiharako once said.

"Mom..." Sugihara Tamako looked dazed.

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

If it was a mother, what would happen if she saw that she wanted to die with all her heart?

Sugihara Yuko tightly hugged the book in her arms, the smile faded from her face, and instead she wept sadly.

The mournful voice shook the entire campus.

Accompanied by the bursts of crying, Beichuan Temple clearly sensed that this mental world was changing.

His whole body was being pulled back quickly.

This familiar feeling of being expelled made Bei Chuanji look at Sugihara Tamako leaning against the bottom of the tree.

No matter what, he has tried his best.

If none of this can completely untie Sugihara Tamako, then Beichuan Temple can't do anything either.

This is the limit of his ability, and maybe it will be improved in the future, but it is still a fact that he cannot save the other party at this stage.

After a trance feeling of out-of-body feeling, there is the familiar scene of the ward.

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

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

Poor Nishi Kujo came back, and the god Makie floated beside him and shouted.

He stood up and opened the curtains.

I don't know when, it has already dawned.

The long night is over.

Whether it's for Kitagawa Temple or Sugihara Tamako.

Kitagawa Temple turned his face to the side and looked at Sugihara Tamako who was lying on the bed.

He looked at each other deeply.

looking deeply at--

Under such gaze, Sugihara Tamako seemed to be shaking her body uncomfortably, then opened her eyes, and said hello to Beichuan Temple in a dry voice: "Hello..."

"Hello." Beichuan Temple nodded.

She seemed in a trance, and it took a while before she managed to come back to her senses:

"May I ask where it is?"

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

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

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

The other party didn't seem to remember himself, as if everything just happened in a dream.

"There is such a possibility..." Shenzhu Makie seemed to see Beichuan Temple's thoughts, and explained: "After the treatment of Yukai's disease is over, for these patients, it seems to be a long-term trial. Dream."

next moment--

Sugihara Tamako looked a little shy and said:

"Excuse me...have I seen it somewhere, sir?"

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

After hearing this sentence, Sugihara Yuko's eyes flashed with visible disappointment, she nodded lightly: "Is that so?"

"Your body still needs to rest, so I won't bother you for the time being."

Beichuan Temple picked up his backpack and planned to leave.

He had already repaired those hideous scars on Sugihara Yuko's body before.

Knife scars, cigarette burns...

Maybe Beichuan Temple couldn't repair the scars on other people's hearts, but it was only external scars, and he could easily erase them.

However, at the moment when he opened the door and wanted to leave——

Sugihara Tamako suddenly called out from behind:

"etc!"

"Is there anything else?" Beichuan Temple asked impatiently.

"Name... your name, can you tell me?" Sugihara Tamako stared at Beichuan Temple. She was always proficient in this kind of communication, but today she got stuck for the first time.

"Beichuan Temple."

It's just a name, not information that cannot be told to others.

He simply reported his name, and then walked out.

After hearing Beichuan Temple's words, Sugihara Tamako never asked to stay.

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

Tears rolled down in big drops.

"Beichuan Temple... Beichuan Temple... Beichuan..." She repeated the name tirelessly, tears could not be stopped no matter what.

In fact, she still remembers, remembers everything.

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

She never forgot.

She remembered, all of them.

But what if you don't forget?

She was sobbing softly, like an ordinary little girl, crying very sadly.

No more fake smiles on faces.

the other side.

"That girl shouldn't have forgotten me." Beichuan Temple, who had already walked out of the hospital, simply defined her.

"Huh?! Will it? I can't... see it at all."

"What else can you see besides playing with your mobile phone?" Beichuan Temple squinted at Makie.

This sentence directly blocked her, she stammered, her eyes wandered, and she didn't know how to refute Beichuan Temple for a moment.

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

"Then why didn't you expose...?" Kamizu Maki opened his mouth.

"Because of trouble."

Beichuan Temple recalled the things that happened in the world of mind image, could not help but touch his head and add:

"This kind of young girl in the rebellious period is really troublesome."

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