Zongman, a perfect life simulation

Having received education in Yuezhisen, they are relatively conservative in their thinking.

Let’s start with love!

After the joyful dance ended, she joined them and exchanged experiences in tango dancing with them.

After this incident, the fashion show that was originally intended to boost self-confidence has completely changed.

Kurata Mashiro and Hiromachi Nanami changed their clothes from time to time and had a short catwalk, while Hanada Saki Ame carefully savored and appreciated their charming style in different postures.

Tonight's dream is particularly long, so long that... the soft white clouds on the ground have an extra layer of liquid.

But everything must come to an end.

Sensing that the dream was about to end, Hanadazaki Ame, who was lying lazily on the stage holding Kurata Mashiro and Hiromachi Nanami, spoke softly.

"Is this dream about to end? In the end, can you take me home?"

His hands gently stroked their hair and he could feel their bodies tense up, obviously reluctant to leave.

But this dream cannot continue forever...

"Well...I know..."

Kurata Mashiro replied in a muffled voice.

Hiromachi Nanami just remained silent and did not respond.

She couldn't find a way to keep Hanada Qi Yu. She just couldn't do it. There was no way.

The three of them put on their clothes again, and then Kurata Mashiro and Hiromachi Nanami saw Hanatasaki Ame out of the Moon Forest.

Perhaps they were not sure if they would have the chance to see each other again, so they asked many questions along the way, including Hanada Qi Yu's address and contact information, even his family members. They planned to try to find him after they woke up.

Hanada Qiyu did not refuse and answered whatever they wanted to know.

The distance in the dream does not correspond to the reality. Not long after walking, a small single-family house came into his sight.

The main body of the building is made of wood, and the enclosed yard is very small. After dividing the area for the garage, there is not much open space.

He turned to look at Kurata Mashiro and Hiromachi Nanami, and suddenly felt that their figures were a little blurry, and even their voices became distant, like the surface of a lake where a stone was thrown, and the waves crushed everything.

In a trance, he seemed to see the faces of many people.

Taniotani Morika, Takamatsu Denge, Nagasaki Matsuyo, Wakaba Mu, Toyokawa Shoko...

They seemed to be waving goodbye to him, so he waved back, slowly stepped back, and left this beautiful dream.

"goodbye……"

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Chapter 182...Rikka?

Hanadazaki A has bought more than a dozen properties, ranging from an exquisite residence next to the Nibutani family to a tower apartment in Tokyo's Minato Ward, to houses in some resorts, and some properties given to him by business partners abroad that he has basically never visited. In total, he owns more than 30 properties.

But when he talked about home, the first thing that came to his mind was the small one-family house where he lived with his father Hanada Tatsuya before he became successful.

After they moved away, only a few memories remained in the empty house.

Hanada Qiyu hired a housekeeping company to come and clean the house regularly because her father Hanada Tatsuya would occasionally come back and stay for half a day.

This father and son don't say many things to each other, but just maintain a certain tacit understanding.

Hanada Qiyu pushed open the gate and walked in slowly.

Even though he hasn't been back for many years, he is still very familiar with everything here.

Judging from the age of the house, it should be in the same condition as when he was one or two years old.

The private car in the garage was not there. My father might have gone to work or to the hospital.

In the corner of the neglected small courtyard, some weeds struggled to emerge, and a green vine climbed on the old tire, stretching its body.

Hanada Qiyu glanced over, walked to the door of the house calmly, leaned down, and easily reached her slender hand into the crack at the bottom of the door. She took out a key from the edge of one side and then opened the door.

In the entrance hall, on the left are a shoe rack, a storage box, and an umbrella rack. Several vines extend from the wall behind the shoe rack, looking lush and lifelike.

He reached out and gently twisted a leaf. This paint... was just painted two or three days ago.

So, it should be when he was a little over one year old and almost two years old.

Since he is at an age where no kindergarten will accept him, he can only be sent to a daycare center. However, the application process for a daycare center is very troublesome and the application process is long, and there is no guarantee that he will be approved, so he has been staying at home alone.

When his mother gave birth to him, she suffered a heavy hemorrhage and her health deteriorated thereafter. When he was over one year old, she was hospitalized until her death.

The high medical expenses made it difficult for his father, Hanada Tatsuya, to afford them. Even his savings could not cover the cost. He often had to work overtime and occasionally had to borrow money from friends. He ran between the company and the hospital every day and was exhausted.

The only thing that comforted him was that his son was quiet and could stay at home quietly without causing any problems.

Hanada Qiyu quietly recalled those long-ago moments. Before walking into the living room, he looked back at the distant sky.

The Death Star has dimmed a lot, but it can still be vaguely identified.

It still pointed to the location of his body, but he knew that this guidance was never meant to take him back.

If he went back, the bright Death Star would only announce his death.

In silence, he quietly closed the door.

Jingle Bell.

A bell suddenly rang.

The alarm clock on the coffee table in the living room vibrated and made a sound on time.

After a few seconds, the half-closed door of a room was slowly pushed open, and a small boy staggered out, holding a rope in his hand, the other end of which was tied to a toy car that looked like a transport truck.

The toy car was not for playing with, he used it purely as a tool. It was equipped with a set of 36-color watercolor pens and several folded drawing papers. For him, it was too troublesome to carry so many things, so he thought of a little solution.

He was a little anorexic when he was over one year old, and he would not eat much unless someone urged him.

After his father Hanada Tatsuya discovered the problem from the remaining amount of food he had prepared, he made an appointment with him to eat after the alarm clock rang, and this solved the problem.

Hanada Qiyu quietly watched the little boy come to the coffee table, step on a small stool, stop the alarm clock, then take down a rice ball prepared on the coffee table and eat it slowly.

At this moment, an inexplicable connection was established between him as a teenager and him as a child, and their senses seemed to be connected.

Maybe it was just some memories being awakened, in any case, he felt the state of that period again.

There were a lot of noises in his head, as if they were whispering and telling some secrets. He couldn't understand them, and didn't realize that something was wrong, so he ignored them.

Hanadazaki Ame sat down next to him who was in his toddler state and raised her hand to poke his soft cheek. He ignored her and continued to eat his rice balls, completely unaware that there was another him next to him.

He is small, soft and very cute. He is very methodical in his work and has a seriousness that is not suitable for his age.

After finishing the rice balls, I started to eat the soft fish and some soft-cooked vegetables, and finally drank half a bottle of milk, as if I was completing a task.

Then, I just sat there in a daze, doing nothing.

He can stay like this quietly for a long time without having to play or be taken care of, which is very convenient.

However, it was not good for the child to do this, so his father Hanada Tatsuya taught him how to watch TV and gave him a set of watercolor pens that he had bought before but had never used, so that he could use them to pass the time.

At that time, Hanada Tatsuya had not yet realized that if Hanada Qiyu's talent in music was ten, then his talent in painting was at least one hundred!

Although he can hardly speak, he has an extremely keen perception of the outside world and the world he sees is extremely rich. Moreover, he can use his brush to depict the world he feels!

After staying quietly for a long time, he suddenly started to move in his childish state. He walked slowly to the entrance door, lay on the ground, and looked out of the crack in the door.

In a corner of the yard, the green vines on the old tire caught his eye. The vibrant green seemed to be emitting some kind of light, which made him feel peaceful.

He looked at it for a long time before he took a watercolor pen, mixed some colors, and painted on the wall.

From the growth of vines, to the leaves turning dark green, to the emergence of bleak and withered yellow spots, the years pass by silently.

At some point, as a toddler, he felt that it was time for him to learn to read, so he found a dictionary in his parents' room and began to learn slowly by watching TV.

He is a true genius. Even without anyone teaching him, he can learn smoothly. For him, writing is another kind of painting and it is very simple.

At the same time, the noise in his head became more intense, and he felt like... there were moths fluttering in his skull, whispering non-stop.

After feeling that he could understand a lot of things, he went to his parents' room in his childhood and found a piece of paper that his father, Hanada Tatsuya, had been reading when he was alone in recent days, and tried to read it bit by bit.

In the evening, when Hanada Tatsuya opened the door exhausted, he saw him lying on the living room floor copying the contents of a piece of paper with a watercolor brush, with a dictionary spread out beside him.

The little boy looked up at his father and asked haltingly.

"A critical illness... notice, does that mean... I'm going to die?"

Many years later, he finally understood why his usually strong father broke down at that moment and hugged him and cried. He did not understand sadness, so he just threw away his paintbrush and touched his father's head to try to comfort him.

At the moment of death, he realized that there was such a crack in his heart...

Some wounds only hurt when you realize they exist...

The lights went out at some point, and Hanada Qi Yu, who was staring at the scene in a daze, came to her senses and turned to look towards her parents' room.

In the darkness, behind the half-open door, on the double bed, there seemed to be a large patch of black and red blood scabs, and blood was constantly flowing out from underneath...

From the sofa in the living room, the sound of his father Hanada Tatsuya snoring could be heard softly.

After the funeral, he never went back to his room to sleep and continued to sleep in the living room until he moved out several years later.

Hanada Qiyu stood quietly for a long time, then turned around silently and walked towards the unknown darkness on the other side.

"Qi Yu, where are you going?"

My father's voice suddenly rang out.

Hanada Qiyu paused and remained silent for a long time before continuing to leave without saying a word.

The steps were heavy, but becoming lighter.

Memories, knowledge, the wisdom and emotions that arise from them... all fall away one by one as one deepens into the darkness.

Even the tiny bit of light in the distant sky, the Death Star, was getting dimmer and dimmer until... it was completely extinguished.

Hanada Qiyu didn't know where he was going, he just kept moving forward.

He knew in his heart that he would arrive somewhere.

"finally found you!"

The sound seemed to come from the deep sea and soon reached beside him.

Suddenly, there was a faint light around him. Hanada Qiyu felt someone grabbing his right hand and couldn't help but look back.

A black girl with blue eyes appeared beside him and grabbed his hand tightly.

She has a pretty face, wearing a white coat and a very short black skirt. Her legs are straight and plump, full of charming youthfulness.

"……Who are you?"

Hanada Qi Yu asked softly.

"You can call me... Takarada Rikka."

Looking at Hanadazaki Ame who seemed to have become dazed, the girl smiled and spoke as softly as possible.

"Come with me, I'll get you out of here!"

Then, her smile froze.

Hanada Qiyu shook her hand off.

"Since you can find this place, there must be some special relationship between us, right? Are we lovers? If so, then we may be missing a farewell. Let's say goodbye here."

He said it calmly.

Takarada Rikka was silent for two seconds, then grabbed him again and spoke seriously.

"You're at the end, asking me for help!"

"Is that so... Then it's no longer necessary now."