Star Dome: Simulated breeding at the beginning, Kafka suffered from morning sickness

[When he came downstairs, a handful of smoke rushed in, and his father quickly covered his mouth and nose, kicked open the closed door and rushed in.

You were also ruthless, resisted the smoke and squeezed in.

"Kafka!" You shout loudly, hoping she will respond.

But the smoke around you makes you unable to see anything, and only the sound of crackling flames remains in your ears.

"Ahem!" You choked on the smoke and coughed and tears came out.

At this time, you find that running in like this will not save people at all, but will put yourself in danger.

"Kid, get out!" The father shouted vaguely in front.

You tried to speak back, but you were choked by the smoke and couldn't speak.

"Quick, come out with me!"

At this time, your mother's voice came from behind you, grabbing you and preparing to run out.

You struggle not to leave, and your heart is full of Kafka's safety.

Kafka is still in the fire, how can I care about her life or death!

At this time, you vaguely see a petite figure in front of you. If you look closely, you see that it is Kafka!

"Kafka!" As soon as you got excited, you broke through your mother's obstruction and ran in the direction of Kafka.

You can't really see in the smoke, you can only rely on the impression of Kafka's house in your memory to discern the direction.

Finally, in the living room you see a small figure leaning against the corner.

"Kafka, let's go!"

You rush in front of her in a few steps, take her hand and run out.

Kafka is like a puppet, stumbling and being dragged out by you.

Fortunately, soon you ran out of the living room, and the visibility was slightly higher.

"Get out of here!" Father greets you in front.

You were about to follow when suddenly there was a rumbling noise at the entrance of the stairs, and the entire entrance collapsed.

"Be careful!" Father quickly protected you and Kafka from the way, and a large pile of charred wood smashed beside him.

"Go this way!" Seeing that the fire is getting stronger and stronger, your father can't care so much, and desperately runs with you and Kafka to the back door.

You pull Kafka, take three steps and two steps to the door, and suddenly turn around, only to find that your father has disappeared.

"Dad!" You shout, but you can't see around because of the smoke.

"I'm here! Don't worry, you guys get out first! A little further away came the father's response.

Hearing this, you immediately ran out of the room with Kafka, took a big breath of fresh air, and temporarily got out of danger.

You wiped your face covered in black and ash, turned your head, and saw that Kafka was covered in blood, which was shocking.

"Kafka, are you all right?"

You ask about her injuries, but Kafka looks at you expressionlessly as if she hadn't heard it, without saying a word.

"What about Auntie?!"

You suddenly realize that Kafka's mother is still in the fire.

At this moment, the father ran out of the door with a woman in his arms and gently placed it on the ground.

At first glance, it turned out to be the neighbor's aunt!

At this moment, the aunt's body was also full of blood, and she had lost her breath.

You and your father looked at your cold aunt who fell to the ground, unable to say half a word.

At this time, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, the whole building was shaking, and several of you quickly retreated into the distance, afraid that something would explode and fall down.

At this time, fire trucks and ambulances arrived and began to fight the fire.

"It's too dangerous, you are not allowed to do such a heroic thing in the future!" You know? "

On the street in front of Kafka's house, your father reprimands you harshly, but in a tone that is more worried.

You also know that you are wrong, and you dare not say anything more with your head down.

Kafka was seriously injured and sent to the hospital, and her aunt died on the spot, what else can be said.

Everything came so suddenly, and I was still laughing with Kafka this morning, how did it become like this?

Your heart is as sad as a knife, and tears fall on the cold floor tiles drop by drop.

【The rest of the time you spend the rest of your time at the Garrison Bureau, interrogated.】

According to officers, the explosion was caused by a gas leak on the first floor of Kafka's home.

Kafka didn't notice it on the second floor, but escaped. And the aunt on the first floor was not so lucky, she was directly killed on the spot by the shock wave of the explosion. 【

After the inquiry, you immediately went to the hospital to visit Kafka, she seemed to be greatly stimulated, lost her usual liveliness, and lay expressionless on the hospital bed. [

You are very distressed, softly exhorting her to cheer up.]

However, she still stared at the ceiling expressionlessly as if she hadn't heard you.

You whispered to Kafka a few times, but she remained blind and unresponsive.

Seeing this, you understand that now is not the time to disturb her, she needs time to recover slowly.

You put down the fruit you had prepared, said goodbye softly to Kafka on the hospital bed, and left the ward with your father.

After that, you will visit Kafka in the hospital every week, hoping to give her a little support and encouragement. But every time Kafka maintains that lost soul look, ignoring your arrival, no words can touch the bottom of her heart. [

You don't force it, just sit on the side every time with her, hoping that one day she can suddenly call your name, even if it's just a name.]

[11 years old: Day after day, week after week, you persistently come to visit. Even the dean and nurses know you and say that you really care about Kafka. [

To this, you just smile back.] You know, your own efforts are not enough. 【

Just like that, it's another ordinary visiting day.】

You go to Kafka's hospital room as usual, only to be surprised to find at the door that her name tag is missing.

You enter the room suspiciously, only to see that the bed is empty, and the girl is gone.

I went outside the door again to check the house number.

"Number 666, that's right..."

and you immediately run to ask the nurse on duty where Kafka has gone.

You are surprised by the nurse's answer - Kafka has already left, and it seems that someone from the orphanage has come to pick her up. 】