I, the lord of ghost stories

"No, I... don't!"

Concubine Jizi's voice was no longer as calm as usual.

Her sad and painful voice sounded like a trembling voice that was barely squeezed, hitting the centor's chest.

"I don't want it. I don't want my mother to die. So...so..."

This is her strong to heart-wrenching yearning.

"Please, save mom..."

The current Centuo people can only silently hug the sad concubine Jizi.

"It's just a dream. Your mother is still fine. If you don't believe me, I'll call her to come over."

Called the phone on the spot, and it rang right away.

Concubine Jizi held her breath when she heard a familiar female voice.

"……Hey."

"Concubine Jizi misses you."

"……I'll come over now."

call ended.

Concubine Jizi, who had a nightmare, calmed down.

"Look, she's fine, it's just a dream... go to sleep."

Concubine Jizi felt very insecure, she had to be accompanied to sleep.

Even so, nightmares are common.

This child is much more delicate and sensitive than it looks...

Sighing, the Centau people just hugged the child like this and told her a bedtime story...

……

It's a long way from the edge of the city to the city center.

After two more intersections, turn left, and her destination is reached.

Looking at the scene I saw two days ago, the main entrance of the hospital.

Aya Mori put away her collar, and walked in with a bunch of orchids she just bought from a flower shop.

There are not many nurses on night shift at night, and there are not many people at this time. There is only one young nurse at the front desk who is looking down at something, not noticing her holding flowers.

"Hello, please tell me which floor Concubine Jizi's room is on."

"Ah... ok."

Seemingly taken aback, the nurse raised her head and glanced at her, then immediately lowered her head, frantically looking through the list of inpatients.

"Miss Mori, is that Concubine Mori Himeko?"

"Yes."

The nurse found the ward where Wu Tiao Wuhui was, and asked her.

"Who are you to her? Sorry, it's just the hospital's regulations, please forgive me."

"It's ok."

Aya Mori said gently:

"I'm her mother, because I used to work in other cities, I didn't find time to see her until now."

"I really can't see it at all..."

The nurse's eyes widened in surprise, and she covered her mouth, feeling incredible.

"Miss Mori is probably seven or eight years old, but you still look like a high school student... you don't look like a mother and daughter at all..."

"You are good at talking."

Aya Mori smiled gently.

"No, it's really the truth."

The nurse lowered her head.

"Ms. Mori lives in Ward No. [-] on the left side of the fifth floor."

"Thank you."

After the elevator in the hospital opened, a beautiful girl with long black hair came out, her face always had a sense of indifference.

She was wearing a black coat, but she still couldn't conceal her proud and graceful figure. The pair of beautiful legs in black stockings under the skirt were perfect, and her demure and elegant temperament made her even more charming.

When the elevator door opened, warm air blew through the corridor, and the fragrant hair fluttered slightly in the wind.

The corridor on the fifth floor was very quiet, and there were not even many nurses.

If it wasn't for the slight noise from downstairs, it would be like suddenly coming to another world, and the gap would make people feel uncomfortable.

"It's here."

After finding the house number, Aya Mori stepped forward and knocked on the door lightly.

After knocking on the door, a very soft female voice came from inside.

"Please come in."

"excuse me."

Pushing open the door, a smell of medicine and disinfectant immediately took over the sense of smell, heavier than that in the corridor.

Aya Mori saw the laughing concubine Himeko in the room.

She was dressed in white, her haggard face made people feel distressed, and her long hair hung down from her back. When she saw her, there was undisguised surprise in her eyes.

"Mom, you're fine, it's great!"

"The child had a nightmare just now, dreaming that something happened to you."

Centuoren sat on a chair by the window, peeled an apple, and explained to her calmly.

"Concubine Jizi, don't be afraid, mom is fine..."

"However, Mom wants to discuss something with him..."

With an apologetic smile on her face, Aya Mori turned to Mori Takuto.

"Come outside, we have to have a good talk."

Frowning, Centuoren didn't say a word, but put the fruit plate that he had peeled next to his daughter's bed, where she could get it easily.

After that, he took the door of the ward smoothly.

Walking through the corridor and coming to the corner of the secluded corridor, the Centuo people were the first to ask questions.

"Haven't we explained the matter clearly enough? There is no need to think about divorce. "

"No, it was just a quarrel before, it doesn't count!"

"At this point, what else is there to talk about?"

Of course he could tell that his wife had specially put on makeup today.

Not the one he'd seen so often...but the way she was in high school.

Even so, it didn't impress him.

He was expressionless and looked at her coldly... this familiar person.

"Are you really going to get a divorce anyway?"

"Please don't pester me any more in the future. Breaking up is a good thing for us."

A man who is determined to get rid of this marriage will not be shaken by these words.

Make up your mind and make such a decision.

"Then, concubine Jizi's custody...give me—"

"No! You are not a qualified mother!"

As if it touched Nilin, Centuo people have a very tough attitude.

"Letting Concubine Jizi follow you is not good for her physical and mental health!"

"Give up, because I won't give up the concubine Jizi to you!"

This sentence immediately angered Aya Mori.

"However, you are not a qualified father either! Concubine Jizi is accompanied by me most of the time - obviously you are often not at home!"

Aya Mori seemed a little excited, and with a hoarse voice, asked:

"A busy person like you can take good care of Concubine Jizi?"

"If you can't, why don't you let me raise the child—at least I won't be as careless as you are!"

With a cold snort, Centuo turned his face away.

"Whatever you say, ask me to give up what the child said is impossible... I don't want to see you pestering me again. I will arrange the work myself. In short, you don't need to worry about it in the future."

"In short, if you refuse to accept it, we can meet in court!"

"You don't think you are eligible to fight for the custody of your child, do you?"

"I only cheated once, really...you trust me, okay?"

Aya Mori's tone softened.

"Have you considered Concubine Jizi...then let's not divorce for now, shall we?

Wait until... wait until she finishes college and then get a divorce, okay?"

"Really not?"

Centuoren did not categorically refuse this time, but lowered his head slightly, and fell into deep thought.

The 2-minute wait is frustrating.

Centuo raised his head and shook his head slowly but firmly:

"Feel sorry……"

"I still can't accept it, and I don't want to give you another chance...I'm afraid!"

"If you see one cockroach in the house, there are sure to be more."

"You said you only made one mistake, I don't believe it!"

Aya Mori was so angry that her chest hurt, and she kept taking deep breaths, her chest rising and falling.

Looking at this unfeeling man, her eyes were red, she walked without saying a word, turned around and walked away, wiping her tears with the back of her hand over and over again.

Looking at her lonely back, Centuoren hesitated for a moment, but in the end he still didn't stay...

At this time, I still feel soft-hearted...

The last moon hangs high in the sky.

On the streets of Tokyo after two o'clock in the middle of the night, although some places are still brightly lit and trying their best to create the extravagance of the city that never sleeps, driven by the cold wind and cold air, most normal people still choose to return to their homes that are sheltered from the wind and rain.

Only at this time can this city with excess energy take a break.

The same goes for the streets of Akihabara.The north wind blew between the tall buildings, and there was a devil-like whistling sound.

The old street lights in the corner were flickering, only a few wandering pedestrians on the street wrapped their clothes tightly, and returned to their respective destinations numbly and indifferently. Today's night in the holy land of otaku is particularly infiltrating.

Mori Caihui drove away in the car, and when passing the intersection, a dazzling light from the opposite side directly shone on the inside of the car.

She didn't seem to have time to react.

Only a loud bang was heard.

His vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

Centuo was blowing air in the smoking corner of the hospital. Just now, after he broke up with his wife, he felt a little restless.

10 minutes later, the ambulance was dispatched.