Cynthia’s Cat

Duke, who left the cafe, walked on the busy street, and the noisy surroundings did not affect him at all. He held the wooden box carefully. The contents of the wooden box were the relics left to him by Rachel. He cherishes it extraordinarily.

The roaring police sirens made Duke frowned slightly. He looked at the police car that was speeding by. Duke, the person being escorted inside, had a relationship with him. He was the taxi driver who ran away in the morning. Although the man's face was covered with mud, Duke with good eyesight recognized the man at a glance.

According to the calculation of the speed of the car, the person who was hit will basically not survive, and the sentence will be more serious if the taxi driver escapes. The man will basically spend the second half of his life in jail. Duke's eyes are indifferent to the police car that has gone away. , Left the street.

Duke was sitting on the bus. The sunlight outside the car was just right. Duke looked at the wooden box in his arms and his eyes became soft. He opened the wooden box with the key that Daniel had left him.

There is a picture of Rachel in the box, and Rachel’s smile on her face standing next to the sunflower is very bright. Duke noticed a paragraph left for him at the end of the photo.

"The boy I like is a very gentle person. He smiles at me and tells me what the outside world is like. He also accompanied me to the aquarium. These memories are very good for me. This is the first time I have really seen sunflowers. They are really beautiful. I like the way sunflowers are bathed in the sun. The golden sunlight shines on the petals of sunflowers to make them bloom more beautifully. I want to make this Record the beauty and give it to the boy I like."

Duke was holding the photo, his hands trembled slightly, tears fell from Duke's beautiful eyes, Rachel was the most beautiful girl in the world, and the person who made his heart touch for the first time.

Duke pressed the photo to his heart, wanting to feel the warmth, but he was really uncomfortable. There is no Rachel in this world, there is no one who can notice him, and there is no one to make him laugh. Man, he can't see Rachel's smile anymore.

His heart hurts so much! It was as if something was stirring his heart, making his breathing unsmooth. Blood was leaking from the corner of Duke's mouth, and he held his heart tightly, still unable to relieve the pain.

Duke's body was shrunk tightly together, his forehead was in a cold sweat, his face was pale and looked extremely uncomfortable. Duke's uncomfortable appearance attracted the attention of the people in the car. Sitting next to Duke was an elderly man. She looked worriedly at the teenager next to her.

"Child, are you okay? You look uncomfortable. You have to go to the hospital like this."

Duke's breath was unstable. His breathing became rapid because of the heartache. Hearing the inquiries around him, Duke said indifferently: "It's okay, thank you."

The old man was very worried. The boy was about the same age as her grandson. When she saw the boy next to her, she thought of her grandson Rickoff. When Rickoff caught a cold, she was like a bear child. Because she didn't want to go to the hospital, she was very impatient, making her very helpless.

"Really all right? You look uncomfortable. Do you need Mr. Bus Driver to stop? You must go to the hospital right away."

Duke looks like a hedgehog now. It's useless for anyone to care about him. He hasn't spoken tenderly to anyone except Rachel.