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Chapter 91 Deafening Love (2)

Kayano Ai said: "No, Akina told me that her boyfriend is quite rich, and she has indeed not asked me for large sums of money in recent times."

"I've also wondered if Akina's suicide had anything to do with her boyfriend."

"Akina told me that she was heartbroken and her boyfriend didn't want her anymore."

At this point, Kayano Ai paused and said, "Mr. Uehara, I forgot to tell you that Akina is a deaf-mute."

"She said her boyfriend didn't want her because he couldn't accept that she was deaf and mute."

Kayano Ai said sadly: "I don't know if Akina's death is related to the breakup."

"If it really matters..."

Kayano Ai pursed her lips in confusion and said, "It's normal for two people to break up when they don't like each other anymore."

"That gentleman probably didn't expect such consequences."

"But my sadness and grief are also real."

Uehara Tetsuya touched her little head and said, "Let's go in and take a look first. Maybe there is something else going on."

They walked into the room. Many of the rooms were uninhabited and no one had cleaned them. There was a layer of dust on the floor. Uehara Tetsuya fanned the room with his hands to dispel the unpleasant smell that was coming towards him.

"Over there, is Akina's bedroom."

Kayano Ai pointed to the bedroom which was the master bedroom. It had a white wooden door that looked elegant and holy.

When Uehara Tetsuno turned the door handle, he was surprised to find that there was no dust on it, which meant that Akina had returned to live here recently.

If they could find some clues in the bedroom, then their trip would not be in vain.

He turned the doorknob all the way and pushed the door open, as if it were a door to heaven.

There is a bed, a desk, a bookcase and a wardrobe in the bedroom, which is a very ordinary arrangement.

Tetsuya Uehara saw the diary on the table. He walked over and flipped through it. The pages of the diary were yellowed and it looked like it had been used for several years.

The life of a girl named Shirai Akina slowly unfolds before his eyes.

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My name is Akina Shirai.

I was born different.

Ears are used to listen to sounds and identify locations. My ears are not working.

Sound: Cannot hear any sound and cannot make any note.

Position: I have lost my position on the road of life, and the only paths that suit me are the small side roads.

Fortunately, God blessed me and I was born into a pretty good family. My father is a seafood businessman and my mother is a nurse. Our family is financially well-off and they love me very much.

My parents are normal people. They have all their limbs and five senses, but they gave birth to an abnormal person like me.

The doctor said that I was not in the right position when I was in my mother's womb, and the nerves were compressed, which led to my hearing loss.

Perhaps, because I can’t hear anything, I have been curious about other people’s ears since I was a child.

"Ah, ah~"

When I was a child, the two pieces of flesh in my throat would collide and make a distorted sound. My mother would be the first to rush over, pick me up, and carefully check if I was injured, if I was feeling uncomfortable, or if I was hungry.

My mother's ears are clean, like a pair of crescents. Her ears are delicate and tender. When she stands in the sun, you can see the capillaries on her ears.

I like my mother's ears very much. I often call my mother to come, act coquettishly in her arms, and pinch her ears for fun. Every time my mother would smile. It was a very strange smile, half smile and half no smile, with a hint of pity in kindness, and a hint of sadness in pity.

Later, when I grew up, I saw the statue of Guanyin in the temple. Guanyin’s smile was exactly the same as my mother’s. My mother looked like Guanyin.

In order to take care of me, my mother quit her job at the hospital and followed me around all day, becoming my follower.

My father's ears are very different from my mother's. He has a big belly, which makes him very comfortable to lie on. His ears are also big, like a fan. His ears are soft and tender, and feel better than my mother's when I pinch them.

He would take me to play, I could ride on his neck to play, I could lie on his belly to play, and I could take him to the supermarket, point at toys and ask him to buy them for me to play with.

Dad is like a piece of plasticine, which can be molded into any shape I like. Later, I grew up and went to elementary school.

I saw many people like me. Their ears were small like mine. At first, their ears were very clean, but later they became dirty because they didn’t care about the hygiene of their ears like I did.

One day, a little boy suddenly pulled my chair away. I wanted to say, it’s okay, I forgive you. My mother taught me that when someone does something wrong, I should forgive them after they apologize.

I cried out "ahhh", and everyone laughed with their teeth showing. First one person, then two, and finally everyone. They laughed out loud, very happily, and I laughed along with them.

My mother saw it outside, she cried and took me home.

My mother cried with my father at home. My father’s eyes were red and I started crying too.

Since then, I changed schools and was surrounded by people who were deaf like me.

Slowly, I grew up and went to junior high school.

We moved to a new home and my father lost a lot of weight. My mother took my father and me to a nearby shrine to pray for blessings.

I met a sister. She was a very beautiful sister, like a beautiful flower.

She knows sign language and she said her name is Kayano Ai.

I asked her, why does Sister Ai Yi know sign language?

Sister Ai Yi said that it was because her mother-in-law said that someone would need it.

I think Sister Ai learned sign language for me. No matter whether it is true or not, just take it as it is.

I became friends with Sister Ai.

Sister Ai Yi’s ears are very white, as white as the clouds in the sky, as white as the first snow, and as white as the light from a white tile lamp.

The contours of her ears are beautiful, and she pays great attention to ear hygiene.

Those were really beautiful ears. My hands were itching and I wanted to pinch them, but Sister Ai Yi wouldn't let me.

Sister Ai often takes me out to play secretly.

I hid from my mother, and she hid from my mother-in-law. She would ride a bicycle, carry me, and ride down from the high slope without letting go of my hand.

The wind kissed my face passionately, my hair fluttered, and my body felt weightless.

I opened my hands and brushed them against the willow branches by the roadside. My palms felt itchy and I smiled happily.

Suddenly, Sister Ai Yi stopped, and a puppy suddenly jumped out from the roadside. Sister Ai Yi was fine, the puppy was fine too, but I was in trouble.

I fell out and broke my front teeth.

Mom doesn't allow me and Sister Ai to play such dangerous games anymore.

Sister Ai felt very guilty and apologized to me, but I said it was okay.

I still want to play with her, I really want to do it again, that happy feeling.

Later, I went to high school.

One day, an uncle came to me and told me to follow him quickly because something had happened to my parents.

I followed and I saw a car, it was the family car, and it collided with a big truck.

I dare not look. I dare not look at the expressions of my parents. It would be very painful.

On August 2020, 8, at 11:3 pm, Mom and Dad passed away.

With the help of my uncle, I held a funeral for my parents in my hometown. I passed by a nearby temple and wanted to burn incense to Guanyin, hoping that she could protect my parents in heaven.

I saw the statue of Guanyin again, and she smiled like my mother.

From then on, I dared not look at Guanyin.

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