If you want to say what the incident of accidental meeting proves, the answer may come from sneering in your mind.
After all, many people will think that the word accident is not the root of the world.
Everything, everything experienced is predetermined in advance, and it is inevitable rather than accidental.
Our story was written on a piece of tattered paper by the’ God’ pen. The tattered part will change the writing, and the writing will change together with the people who are in that writing.
All talents will try to resist, grope their way forward in that bumpy road, and seek to deduce a new life from that text.
But now, Natsume may feel that accident is also in.
Of course,’ God’ can also feel pity, so the pen in his hand connects their stories.
Holding sakura’s hand, looking ahead, sitting in a chair coughing is a man named Tongyan Night.
He stooped, wearing a hat and his head was covered with his hands.
Cough a lot, cough constantly, and tremble like a blow to the Buddha.
This is the scene I saw when I went out to buy breakfast with Sakura. Natsume held Sakura’s hand tightly and she was forced to stop when she stepped.
Want to see him? Let him meet Sakura.
But Tongyan Night once said that he had met Sakura in this way.
He is ugly and stiff, and his face looks like a demon from hell.
Na, Natsume mouth asked
Sakura, do you want to meet Uncle Yanye?
Well, because this hairpin was given to me by Uncle Goose Night. I want to meet it.
Should I say naive or ignorant? Sakura is a child after all.
Raised his head, Natsume put his right hand on the cherry hair and gently rubbed it, shaking his left hand in the middle.
Tongyan Night!
Hmm? !
Suddenly stopped, the original looked at the soles of his feet with his head down, and he turned slightly. Natsume put the Buddha in his eyes and saw that he was too surprised.
Cough cough cough cough!
Another cough. He tried to cover his mouth, fearing that blood and worms would come out of it.
At Natsume again, his eyes rested on Natsume’s right child.
Keep your eyes open! The trembling body stopped as if it were frozen.
I want to speak, but Natsume found out that he spoke, and when I spoke, I would let the blood splash out together.
So he turned around and seemed to be wiping his mouth with a paper towel.
No, it’s not right.
Natsume watched him get up from his chair, then got up and ran away.
Want to run away?
Afraid of being seen by Sakura, he had to leave here, even if he was worried that Sakura would appear here, he didn’t want to meet her like this.
Tongyan Night!
Natsume stretched out his left hand and called his name. Instead of stopping, the other party accelerated and wanted to leave from another direction.
At this time
Wild goose night, uncle?