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The scene was quiet again.

“You shouldn't give my number to anyone else.” Really, “I don't think I said," don't do this, but you should know that. ”

Thousand Autumns is silent.

“I have no objection to you having a boyfriend, but I would never approve easily.” True grandeur goes on and on.

“More than 80% of high school boyfriends break up, and the emotions that you think will last are actually very fragile, like ice cups, and they fall apart. Even if it doesn't fall, it melts over time. ”

“The more you invest in dating, the more you regret breaking up, and you should understand that. ”

“Don't get too obsessed with this puberty game, or it's you who will suffer in the end. ”

“... you're right, Dad.” Thousand Autumns faintly responded.

“But I've become obsessed with playing this game with him for the rest of my life. ”

“Even if I can't, even if I regret it, it will be painful… I feel worthwhile. ”

“That's just what you're thinking right now.” Really look at her, “your thoughts will definitely change in the future. ”

“Maybe... but I won't forget.” Thousand Autumns also looked at each other.

Famous painter stares at her daughter's face.

“You'll forget.” After a moment of silence, he turned away, coldly.

Then the waiter brought the food.

Fine dishes in a delicate ceramic dish bowl are placed on the table and look like artwork.

Not only does it look beautiful and taste good, but Chiaki is thinking about the dishes at Tsingji's house at this time.

At this time, Tsing Shi, they're having dinner too.

She would rather go back to the house and have a daily meal with them than the delicious food in front of her.

……

Qingshi bit the bread.

I bought the bun from a convenience store, it's hot, stuffed and tastes good.

Why are you eating buns? Because he's out there now, near the restaurant where Chiaki and his father ate.

Though respecting Chiaki's thoughts left her to face Mahiro Ruba alone, he didn't say he would stay home and wait.

Dining in that restaurant is also an option, money is not an issue, but Tsing Shi would prefer to come home for a little poetry dinner later, so just have a bun to fill my stomach.

At this point, there was something close to him, and he turned around and saw that it was a grey dog.

The dog's eyes are filled with cravings for food.

After looking at it, Qingshi split a piece from the bun and threw it in front of it.

The grey dog lowered his head and ate the bun before looking at Qingshi.

After eating the rest of the bun, Qingshi opened his hand to indicate that the food had been eaten up.

The grey dog blinked and turned away disappointed.

Qingshi remained in place and waited quietly in the wind.

……

Have had dessert after meal and finally tea.

Smell the freshness of the tea, sip it slowly, taste the bitterness of it, and experience the sweetness of the return as the end of this delicious dish.

“Dad… I want to know…"

“There's nothing to say about your mother.” Without waiting for my daughter to finish, it's so grand, "don't worry about it, don't think about it. ”

“Why?” asked Chiaki.

'Cause it doesn't make sense. ”Real big eyes sparkle," the thing about people who are no longer there, you know, is pointless. ”

“In that case, all history is meaningless and schools should be allowed to cancel history classes.” Chiaki Cold Channel.

History classes can't be cancelled, so that sentence doesn't make sense.

“She's not history, she's not a famous person, she's just a woman who has no influence on the world after she's gone.” Really ambitious.

“The history you learn in school is like a painting of great value to the world, to humans. ”

“And what happened to your mother, like the graffiti of a child, is worthless to the world and doomed to disappear. ”

“You have never cared, this is good, just keep worrying...”

“I care!!” Thousand Autumns shouted abruptly.

Her face was full of anger, sadness, resentment, helplessness and so on, and her expression was very complex.

“How could I not care! That's my mom!! ”

“But you never told me… I don't know anything but some paintings I can't see my face! ”

“I want to know, but you don't get the answer to the question either, so I can only make myself uncomfortable. ”

“But I don't really care!!!” The teenage girl's voice made a slight cry.

“I want to know Mom's name, what kind of person she is, whether she is still in the world, where she is, where the grave is if she is no longer there, where the relics are...”

“Even if these things are worthless to the world, they are worthwhile to me! Because I am her daughter!! ”

Faced with the sudden outbreak of her daughter's emotions, she stared slightly and looked shocked.

Tears, flowing down the corner of Chiaki's eye.

“Sorry, Dad...”

“I really appreciate that you raised me to this age and have not mistreated me...”

“But… this is not normal…”

“I want to know… what Mother is to you…”

“My daughter... what exactly is it to you...”

Tears dripped into the tea bowl.

Really look down and look at the tea bowl for a long time.

After Chiaki calmed down, he took out his handkerchief and wiped his own tears.

At this time, she really wanted Qingshi around.

She can feel the warmth even if she just holds his hand.

Do you want to send a distress call?

Just take out your phone, dial a number, or send a message, and he'll be here in no time!

Must have arrived very quickly... if you saw me like this, would you do it to Dad immediately?

There was an earlier conversation in my mind with Qingshi, who pretended to be a bad teenager and had an urge to laugh.

Just think about it and you get courage.

Don't rush to summon your bad boyfriend, or it won't be a good time to break Daddy's bones.

Just as Chiaki thought about it, the famous painter across the street slowly looked at her again.

“It's a dream...”

He still spoke in a plain tone.

However, there are more feelings in the conversation than before.

Chiaki, looking back at each other, saw his father's eyes under the black frame glasses reveal a divine color he had never seen before, it seemed sad, it seemed helpless, it seemed melancholy...

“Your mother is a dream to me. ”

“I remember some scenes where she was, but I can't remember her name and face...”

“About her memory... I think it's important... but it could be all my fantasies...”

“Because no one knows her... especially you, Chiaki. ”

“In my ‘memory' she is with you, taking care of you, loving you, raising you... you are the one who should know her best. ”

“But in fact, you just said, I have no idea...”

True grandeur stares deeply into the autumn.

“So… she is a dream. ”