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Darkness, deathly silence.

Everyone wanted to cry and shout, but no sound came out.

Amidst this despairing silence, the images on the screen continued to play.

On the screen, those companions who had previously looked ferocious were now all silent.

Jinta's words were like a bucket of ice water, waking everyone up.

They looked at each other, and for the first time, their eyes were devoid of hatred, filled only with endless sorrow and guilt.

Yes, we are all selfish people.

Nobody really thought about Menma.

The misunderstanding was cleared up, but not through forgiveness, but through a bloody self-analysis.

Just then, Menma, who had been silently standing aside watching them argue, began to appear blurry.

Jinta was the first to notice something was wrong. His pupils shrank, and he frantically reached out his hand, only to pass through thin air.

"Menma?"

His voice trembled almost imperceptibly.

Menma looked at him, her face displaying that same pure and warm smile as always.

"Everyone, it's wonderful that we've made up! I think this is what I've always wanted."

Just then, Jinta finally broke down. He could no longer hold back, and this boy who had always pretended to be strong burst into tears like a child, his face covered in tears and snot.

"I'm sorry! Menma! I'm so sorry!"

He cried and shouted with all his might.

Menma looked at him and shed tears, but those tears were filled with relief.

At that moment, all the audience members had a sudden realization, as if a bomb had gone off in their heads.

Menma's true wish is not for fireworks, nor for everyone to make peace.

Her real wish was to make Jinta cry!

It's about letting him shed all his pretense and pain, and release his emotions completely like a normal person!

"Understood!"

The girl in the front row who was eating popcorn covered her mouth, and tears rolled down her cheeks like beads from a broken string.

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"Oh, I see."

However, this belated understanding brought not healing, but a deeper pain.

Because the time has come.

Menma's body became transparent at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"don't want!"

Jinta let out a desperate cry, rushed over, hoisted Menma's illusory body onto his back, and ran wildly toward the secret base.

In the early morning forest, the sunlight had not yet penetrated the trees.

The boy carries the regrets of his entire life and races against death.

That sense of utter despair, so overwhelming that there was no way to turn the tide, gripped the hearts of everyone present through the screen!

"Faster! Faster!"

Some viewers couldn't help but stand up and scream at the screen.

But just then, Jinta felt a lightness on his back.

He froze.

He turned around, his back was empty.

The girl who had always been by his side, the weight he had just rediscovered.

Disappeared.

"Menma?"

He called out tentatively, his voice filled with disbelief and panic.

He stumbled around and frantically searched through the misty forest.

Menma!!!

The heart-wrenching screams brought the wailing in the entire auditorium to a standstill.

Everyone held their breath, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing down on their chests, making it impossible to breathe.

On the screen, Anming, Bobo, Yukiatsu, and Tsuruko finally arrived at the secret base.

But there was no one there.

Just when everyone was in despair, they saw the open diary on the table.

That was Menma's diary.

Pages of torn paper lay scattered on the table.

The above are the words she left for everyone with her last strength.

It was her crooked, yet deeply affectionate handwriting.

[To Tsuruko: I love your gentleness the most.]

Tsurumi Chiriko trembled all over. The usually calm woman could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

[To Yukiharu: I admire your hard work the most.]

Yukiatsu stared at the words, closed his eyes in anguish, and tears streamed down his face.

[To Bobo: I love how funny you are.]

[To Anming: I love your composure the most.]

Every single line from "my favorite" precisely pierced through the character's defenses and touched the hearts of the audience.

The sobs from the audience could no longer be suppressed, forming a sea of ​​sorrow.

Finally, there's the one reserved for Jinta.

My affection for Jinta is the kind of affection where I want to be Jinta's bride.

"boom!!!"

The minds of the entire audience went completely blank.

That confession, ten years overdue, that purest and most ardent love, was revealed in the most cruel way at the moment the female protagonist was about to disappear.

"ah!!!!"

One of the female audience members could no longer bear it, let out a cry of anguish, and collapsed onto the back of the seat in front of her, her shoulders heaving violently.

The sharp-tongued Old Wang stood there with his mouth agape, tears streaming down his face. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Zhang Mou clutched his chest tightly, gasping for breath; he felt as if his heart was about to infarct.

Sitting in the corner, Su Bai coldly watched everything, calmly issuing the order.

Run, Jinta.

Run with the audience's tears in your eyes.

The atmosphere in the entire venue was extremely tense.

Like a volcano about to erupt, everyone is waiting for that final burst of energy.

on the big screen.

Jinta finally stopped under a large tree deep in the forest.

The dawn's light finally pierced through the layers of leaves, transforming into beams of light that shone down.

"Everyone……"

A faint, tearful, yet incredibly familiar voice rang out.

It's Menma!

Jinta and his friends who rushed over were shocked.

They couldn't see her.

But they could sense that she was there!

Right under this tree!

Menma!

"Menma, is that you?"

Everyone was in tears, shouting in the direction the sound came from.

They finally understood.

This is the last game of hide-and-seek.

An Ming was the first to react. She wiped away her tears, forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and shouted out the long-forgotten code with all her might:

"Is it hidden—well—?"

"Are you hidden well?"

"Are you hidden well?"

One by one, friends, with tears in their eyes and laughter in their eyes, shouted this opening line of their childhood game to the empty tree.

Beneath the beam of light, the silhouette of a girl in a white dress slowly emerged. She leaned against a tree trunk, her body almost transparent.

She looked at her companions, tears streaming down her face, yet she wore the happiest smile in the world.

With a sob in her voice, she used her last strength to respond to this game that transcended life and death.

"Found..."

The moment the words fell—

The promise we made at the end of summer, the dreams for the future, the grand hopes—we will never forget…

There was no prelude whatsoever!

There was absolutely no warning!

The vocal version of the ending theme "Secret Base" was like an emotional nuclear bomb, suddenly exploding throughout the entire auditorium!

That familiar melody, paired with heart-wrenching lyrics, unleashed the full power of this divine song at that moment!

"Aaaaaaah!!!"

The girl in the front row could no longer hold back and hugged her friend, letting out a heart-wrenching cry.

The volcano erupted!

As the song played, everyone on the screen finally saw Menma!

She stood there, in the morning light, crying and laughing, waving frantically at them.

"Bye now……"

As she mouthed her words, her body transformed into countless shimmering specks of light, drifting away in the wind.

"Bang!"

The auditorium erupted in chaos.

It wasn't cheering, it wasn't screaming.

Instead, it was a deafening cry that seemed capable of tearing the ceiling off!

All the previous repression, despair, pain, and sorrow, at this moment, with this divine song, completely broke down everyone's dam of tears!

On the judges' panel, Lao Wang, the film critic known for his sharp tongue and perpetually harsh remarks, was now like a child, wiping tears from his face haphazardly with the back of his hand and uttering mournful sobs.

Beside him stood the renowned director Zhang Mou, the man who had made countless award-winning actors and actresses cry on set, now covering his face, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

Students in the back row, reporters in the front row, staff members in the aisle...

Whether they came to watch the spectacle or to cause trouble, at this moment, all identities, stances, and prejudices were washed away completely by the tears.

They only have one identity.

Viewers who were completely devastated by the animation "Su Bai".

The entire auditorium, which could hold a thousand people, was filled with tears.

"My Menma! Don't go!"

"Waaaaah... My summer is over..."

"Su Bai! I'll kill you! Give me back my tears!"

[An emotional outburst from the audience has been detected!]

[Congratulations, host! Depression level +99!]

......

Su Bai quietly watched the depression value on the system panel soar like a rocket, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Listen.

The cries rose and fell, deafening and deafening.

This is true healing.

It's a cure for your dry eye syndrome.

Sitting next to him, Shen Qingyue was already exhausted from crying. She stared blankly at the man beside her.

She saw that everyone else was crying, but he was the only one smiling.

At this moment, all prejudice and doubt melted away in this sea of ​​tears.