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There is a feeling in the world that can be tied even if we don't meet each other. It is neither unforgettable nor gorgeous and romantic. It is just the wisest choice made in pain.

The door of Prison A was opened, and there was a sound of iron chains rubbing against the ground, cold and piercing, the sound echoed in the empty corridor, and the friction sound brought by every step was so scary, as if step by step. Hell, but it's almost there, and there are still three days to enter hell.Although she was supported by two men wearing prison guard uniforms, her limping footsteps still couldn't keep up with the guard's rhythm, so her whole body seemed to be dragged away, and the gray prison clothes hung on her thin body , Every step is difficult and long, the sound of the iron chain on the ankle is oppressive and dull, listening to that sound, I don’t know why my mind is abnormally calm.She raised her eyes and looked at the silver moon outside through the iron fence, "Ah... it's going to be a full moon again, I wonder if she's doing well now?" Already there was the sound of the guard's impatience.

"Go in" pushed her into a cell, she almost fell, the door of the cell was closed behind her, she turned around slowly, the light of the silver moon quietly flowed into her cell, she lifted She limped to the front of the cell step by step, grabbed the iron fence of the cell with her thin fingers, then slowly knelt down facing the silver moon, reflecting the moon in her eyes, The forehead was against the cold iron fence, and something dripped quietly from the sockets of her eyes, and fell to the ground with her body temperature and nostalgia for a person, and then shattered into pieces.

Yuki stood on the platform of the tram station, waiting for the last train every night, raised his wrist and silently counted the numbers on the dial, when the hands pointed to fifteen minutes, the last regular train at midnight passed quickly , the ensuing air flow raised her long black hair, she raised her footsteps and stepped into the tram that was almost empty, her eyes stayed on the silver moon in the sky, her brows were involuntarily frowned, Why do I feel so sad every time I see the moon like that?

Just as she was lost in thought, Yuki's cell phone vibrated. She opened the cell phone and looked at it, but the brows that were originally frowning were stretched because of the text message on the cell phone. After a while, he typed out a line of words and sent it without hesitation, "Okay, see you at the gate of the court at nine o'clock tomorrow."

Silently turning off the phone and putting it in her pocket, Yuki, who was standing in the tram, exhaled deeply, as if she wanted to exhale all the stale air that had accumulated in her lungs for a long time, the corners of her lips followed The breath evoked a smile, and she was finally going to return to calm, completely away from the person who was Prince Charming in front of others, and she suddenly felt extremely relaxed.Her eyes swept across the silver moon in the sky again inadvertently, and a hoarse voice seemed to come to her ears, that voice was humming a song she was familiar with but couldn't remember, who was singing?

Yuki has been sitting in a coffee shop not far from the court for more than an hour. She took a sip of the coffee in front of her. This is the third cup she added. She set her sights on the gate of the court. A lot of reporters surrounded, a black Rolls-Royce stopped at the gate of the court, accompanied by a burst of camera flashes, a man in a suit came out of the car, his hair was combed meticulously on his head Finally, his handsome face and tall figure made him the focus of attention under the flashing lights, and Yuki also knew that she had to go out. After paying the bill, he walked out of the coffee shop and looked at the gloomy dark clouds in the sky , she took off the wedding ring she was wearing on her right hand, clutched it in her hand, and walked towards the gate of the court with her head held high, followed by the flashes of the cameras and the microphones that crowded in from time to time. The headline will be that the vice president of the Yamada Group has divorced, and she, Kashiwagi Yuki, will be completely forgotten.

Coming out of the courthouse, Yuki took his meager luggage from the old housekeeper, bowed to the old housekeeper, and watched the woman who had passed her youth drag the black With the back of the alley leaving, the old housekeeper's wrinkled face deepened a few more grooves, he sighed helplessly, shook his head and got into the car.This lady is the best one he has ever served, but it is a pity that the young master doesn't know how to cherish it. As a servant, he can only see all this in his eyes, and in the end he can only sympathize with this ordinary woman.

Yuki walked to the tram station with her suitcase, and stood in front of the road map, she hesitated, how to buy a ticket?Now where should she go, now it's all in doubt.Standing there for a long time, her hands were cold and she reached into the belt of the coat, but she happened to touch something lying in the belt of the coat. For a moment, she remembered that not long ago when she was off work, she didn't bring an umbrella because of the heavy rain. While temporarily hiding under a residential building to shelter from the rain, a man in a black suit also hid in, his appearance hidden under the shadow of the hat he was wearing on his head.He looked towards Yuki, then took out a note from his pocket and stuffed it in Yuki's hand, "If you want to find a place to live, go to this address."

At this time, the thing that was crumpled by myself was quietly lying in the coat belt, took it out, and then unfolded it. There was an unfamiliar address on it, and I bought a ticket to go there by accident. She went to that unknown place, anyway, she had nothing left.

When she was standing under the old attic with her suitcase, Yuki was a little stunned. She raised her head and looked at the house. She couldn't tell what was so attractive about this house. To describe it, but from the first time she saw it, she couldn't move her eyes away. It seemed that something in her blank memory was slowly waking up. Yuki pursed her lips and stepped forward to knock on the door of the attic.

After waiting for a long time, Yuki was about to give up the hope of continuing to wait. The door of the attic opened, and an old lady stood at the door. Her face was hidden in the darkness. Yuki bowed politely and explained first. The reason for my visit, and then took out the crumpled note, the old lady did not answer the note, but let Yuki in without answering, Yuki was carrying the suitcase, in the narrow corridor Walking through the corridor, the old lady who was walking in front staggered and stopped by the stairs, and she said in her old voice, "Go up, there is a vacant room upstairs." Then Yuki dragged her suitcase to the second floor, It turns out that there are several rooms in this second-floor house, and the rest of the houses should be occupied by people, so Yuki could only continue walking in, the floor of the attic was creaking, and Yuki was afraid that she would move too much. Smashing a hole in the floor, finally moved to the last room in this narrow passage, Yuki pushed open the door, a burst of dust rushed towards her face, she quickly slapped it with her hands, Avoid the choking dust.

When the dust had all fallen, Yuki could see the pattern inside clearly. Although it was a small room, Yuki was overjoyed for no reason. She turned on the light in the corridor, and a light bulb broke out in the lamp. The orange luster barely illuminated the structure of the house. Yukie put the box outside and walked into the house. She looked around the small room, and there was a vague shadow in her mind, as if she had lived in such a room before. house, so she is not disgusted with this small and musty room, "Since you're here, let's stay here, Yossi, let's start cleaning!"

An hour later, this narrow room was tidied up brightly. The only table, a pair of stools, and an old-fashioned refrigerator were polished by Yuki. This is his own little den. , Thinking of Yuki in this way, I feel very happy, I can find a place of my own in this city, I am not too unlucky.

Then she started packing her luggage. When she came out of Yamada's house, she didn't take anything, including the part of the family property that was supposed to be distributed to her. If others found out, they would call her stupid. Part of the huge fortune is enough for her to spend a long time.But she didn't ask for a penny. The reason may only be known to her. One is to make up for the fault of not having a single child after marrying into the Yamada family for five years, and the other is that she doesn't want to have anything to do with that man anymore.

Taking the last empty photo frame out of the bag, Yuki looked at it in a daze. There was nothing in this photo frame, but for some reason she was always reluctant to throw it away. She held onto the old wooden photo frame, In the end, he placed it next to his bed.Lying on the bed and breathing the air in this little nest that belongs to her, she felt extraordinarily joyful, and gradually fell into a dream with such a happy mood. In the dream, she dreamed of the person with only one back, the previous back I kept walking forward, no matter how hard I stepped up, I couldn't catch up, but today it seemed a lot closer.

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