Taking stock of healing the world and making the protagonist cry in depression

Chat room.

Now it’s also blown up.

“Furukawa Akio: Abominable and hateful!! Why would my daughter marry such an irresponsible guy! ”

“Furukawa Akio: Kill you! Definitely going to kill you! But the tide is really cute (*/?*)”

“Furukawa Akio: But my father is a bastard! But the tide is so cute (*/?*)”

“Sanae Furukawa: It’s a complete mess.”

“Nagisa Furukawa: Mom and Dad, don’t say it again! Peng Yejun definitely encountered something like this. ”

“Apricot Fujibayashi: Alaala, have you already started to favor before you get married?”

“Tomoyo Sakagami: Okazaki-san’s words really don’t look like a casual and irresponsible person.”

“Kotomi Ichinose: Tomoya him, very good.”

“Ibukiko: Ah! Everybody’s praising that bad guy! ”

“Yohei Haruhara: Why is everyone praising that guy!!”

“Mei Haruhara: Peng is also a good brother.”

“Yohei Haruhara: Ah!! Even my sister has defected! It’s definitely a conspiracy, right? The absolutely impossible has happened! That 083 If that’s the case, Sakagami-san! Compete with me! Whew! ”

“Tomoyo Sakagami: Even bad kicks 999 plus kicks flying. If there’s anything wrong with that, I’ll let you see the stars. ”

……

As for Tomoya Okazaki himself.

After seeing that scene in the picture, I was already deeply moved.

Why?

Why would I forget something so important?

Why did the father do so much and didn’t see it!

Why, only to see the damage that my father did to himself?

Damn it! Damn it!

With his own mood, he ran in the direction of home.

Those close to you are like that.

I often feel dissatisfied, and the slightest distancing can lead to pain and dissatisfaction.

Often at this time, all that comes to mind is the harm to yourself.

It’s like when you lose it, you only think of what was good in the past.

Often, it is at that time that a lot is forgotten.

And by the time this is realized, it is often already night.

The trauma caused is irreparable after all, and in the end it can only be relieved… Relief…

……

On the screen, the picture continues.

Sunset.

The father and daughter on the train sat across from each other.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Tomoya finally spoke.

“Now, Xi.”

“Do you want to hear about your mother?”

“Hmm.”

Xi nodded earnestly.

“Okay, then sit down here.”

He patted the position next to him, and Shio jumped down and sat down with him, looking at it with a wistful look.

“yes…”

“Mommy… It’s a person who seems to cry at any moment. ”

“When I first met her, she was so unconfident and weak.”

“Stay under the ramp of the school.”

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“And then, do you know what she said under the ramp?”

“I even closed my eyes and said bean paste bread.”

“That’s my mother’s habit of saying what she wants to eat to give herself courage.”

“Aunt Sanae was busy with work at that time, so she barely had time to make a bento.”

“If you insist on please, Aunt Sanae will definitely squeeze out time (ACDC), right? But Mom didn’t do that. ”

“Mom is that kind of person, and…”

He wanted to continue, but suddenly froze.

It was as if something was changing in my heart.

Memories of the past, one by one, appear in front of me.

“That’s… And then… Mom…”(Read the violent novel, just go to the Feilu Novel Network!) ）

He wanted to continue, but he couldn’t hold back his emotions anymore.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

The figure on the ramp, the figure smiling at himself, the figure cooking for himself, the figure hugging himself when he is in pain.

Until the last moment, he still held his figure.

But…

Everything has passed, everything has ended.

She has left herself.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and uncontrollable emotions poured out.

Suddenly, the corners of his clothes were slightly pulled.

When I looked at it, it was a weeping tide.

That’s probably how it feels, it’s probably like that.

Family affection, probably such a thing.

“Daddy.”

A choked voice came out of Shio’s mouth.

Seeing this scene, Peng Ye still had a smile on his face.

“Why are you crying?”

He gently wiped tears from the corners of his daughter’s eyes, and then rubbed her head with his hands.

“I’m sorry, because I remembered my mother.”

“Alright, let’s move on!”

He adjusted his mood and continued.

“Mom, she wanted to act in a stage play…”

On the train.

Talking about the father and daughter of the past.

At this moment, at this time.

Only Tomoya’s inner monologue remains.

Nagisa, I found it.

I finally found it.

Something that only I can protect.

There is no substitute for something that only I can protect.

That…

Yes, there is.

In a trance.

It was as if he had walked up the ramp again, holding a small hand.

On that ramp, there stood a mother.

A… I’ve been smiling at myself…