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"Ono-kun..."

A layer of mist appeared in Tsukada Maki's cloudy eyes, and soon the mist turned into drizzle and flowed down her eyes.

Even Tsukada Maki's crying was very suppressed, silent, and as quiet as a sculpture.

She is such a woman who lives a very depressed life.

"Madam, the person who truly loves you is actually always by your side. You are just locked by the necklace around your neck, locked in the memories that you think are happy, and are unwilling to open your eyes and accept the new world. A new future.”

Shirakawa's eyes fell on the shining silver necklace on Tsukada Maki's fair neck.

Tsukada Maki's hand gradually touched the butterfly pendant, she pulled the chain off hard, threw it on the table, and then she lay on the table, crying bitterly.

"Uuuuuu——"

In the morning, the coffee shop was filled with office workers. While they were lining up, they frequently looked sideways at Shirakawa and Tsukada Maki, who were sitting in the booth.

Many people speculated that the handsome young man in front of them had let down the woman next to him.

"Hey, how could such a love affair end?"

"Yeah, just the age doesn't match it."

"The eldest sister must have been dumped by the little brother. She is crying so hard."

"You already have the potential to be a scumbag at a young age."

Faced with the surrounding discussions and rumors, Bai Chuan chose to turn a blind eye.

The crying woman naturally couldn't hear their slander. Now she regretted very much why she had been living in the shadow of the past, why she didn't step out in advance and see clearly Ono-kun's heart.

If he had come out earlier, Ono-kun wouldn't have done such stupid things.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I was the one who harmed Ono-kun."

Tsukada Maki said crying.

Bai Chuan stretched out his hand and handed her the tissue paper he had prepared.

"You have never been a boring woman. You are an elegant, noble, kind and sensible woman. You are perfect in Ono-kun's heart and cannot be matched by him."

Tsukada Maki raised her head and looked at Shirakawa blankly.

Bai Chuan nodded slightly, "When a person truly falls in love with another person, he will always feel that this person is out of reach. All her shortcomings have become shining points, and she is an almost perfect existence. Ono-kun is like this, you It's the same, otherwise you wouldn't choose to forgive Guizi again and again, right? "

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was too stupid, it's all my fault."

Tsukada Maki's eyes were engulfed in tears, and the sight of Shirakawa in front of her became blurry. She seemed to see Ono-kun in a trance.

"Ono-kun, I'm sorry."

"If you commit suicide, you will fail everything Ono-kun has done. He hopes you have a bright future."

Shirakawa looked at Tsukada Maki.

Tsukada Maki was stunned. She didn't expect that the boy in front of her could see through her thoughts.

"Cry well. After crying, please step out of the shadows, say goodbye to the past, and welcome the new future. Please don't let Ono-kun's efforts down. For this humble love, madam, live your future life well. Live well. Go down."

Shirakawa patted Tsukada Maki on the shoulder, and Tsukada Maki finally let go of her inner defenses and cried completely, heartbreakingly, and as if no one else was around, she cried.

The coffee shop echoed with the sound of a woman crying.

Everyone stared silently and quickly turned back.

It seems that some shackles are being opened in their hearts.

An unchanging life and a depressed soul need a baptism of tears.

People who work from 9 to 9 feel the same way.

At this moment, people who cry so freely are envied.

Even though the people around them looked at her strangely, they were still shouting in their hearts.

After waiting for Maki Tsukada to finish crying, Shirakawa paid the bill and sent Maki Tsukada back to the apartment.

"Kuragi-kun, thank you."

"You're welcome, Mrs. Tsukada."

"Kuragi-kun, goodbye."

"Mrs. Tsukada, goodbye, take care of yourself and take good care of your baby."

[Legendary +1]

[Legendary accumulated to 85]

Hearing the notification sound from Legend, Shirakawa knew that Tsukada Maki had probably given up on the idea of ​​committing suicide.

Shirakawa bid farewell to Tsukada Maki and returned to Ruuka's apartment.

Subconsciously, I pressed the elevator button on the 5th floor.

The elevator door slowly opened.

He walked to the door of apartment 5003, raised his hand and put it down again. After hesitating for a long time, the door suddenly opened by itself.

Miko Ueio was wearing a black dress and holding a cup of hot coffee in her hand.

"Madam, are you still awake at this late hour?"

“Writers often get inspiration late at night.”

The corners of Ueio Miko's mouth slightly raised, revealing a sweet smile.

Her facial features look ordinary, but the combination gives people a just right sense of beauty. There seems to be a faint sadness in her eyes, and her thin lips are full of temptation.

"Madam, I have a question and I hope to get the answer from you."

Bai Chuan said frankly.

Ueio Miko smiled and led him into the room, making a silent gesture to indicate that Ueio Masumi had fallen asleep.

The two of them entered the study room. Ueio Miko handed the coffee to Shirakawa and invited him to sit in her seat.

She had her computer on, and there was only a row of simple text.

[She is tired of this kind of life and wants to get rid of the past completely, change her way of life, and want to untie the shackles of life...]

"Madam, what new novel are you writing?"

Bai Chuan asked.

"An empty woman."

Miko Ueio smiled, "The title of the book is only tentative, and the content has not been decided yet. I want to write about an office woman who lives in the city and leads a repressed life. She is very good-looking, but because of her boring personality, Without the opposite sex, the inner emptiness is like a bottomless black hole with nothing to fill it.”

Bai Chuan was stunned.

"What a good subject."

"Yes, don't modern people live very depressed lives?"

Ueio Miko smiled.

Miko Ueio rubbed her shoulders, "Suddenly I miss Kuraki-kun's massage."

Shirakawa stood up and asked Ueio Miko to sit down while he massaged her from behind.

"Ma'am, where did you get the butterfly tattoo?"

Shirakawa's slender fingers touched Miko Ueio's fair neck, tracing down the silky-smooth skin and patting gently.

"I don't remember, it's been a long time."

Uemio Miko said calmly.

"Butterflies mean redemption. Who do you want to redeem?"

Shirakawa's hands spread from the spine of Kamio Miko's back to both sides, and his palms were close to the back muscles, making brisk and gentle turning movements. The only drawback was that there was no massage oil, otherwise the hand would feel better.

"Probably myself."

Miko Kamio leaned forward slightly and leaned on the table, "Kuragi-kun, would it be better if I lay down for a back massage?"

"Yes."

Bai Chuan nodded and continued to ask, "What has my wife done that requires redemption?"

Uemio Miko lay down on the lazy sofa next to her and took off her top, revealing her entire beautiful back.

Due to her thin figure, her butterfly bones are particularly obvious.

"Everyone needs redemption, and it has nothing to do with whether they have made mistakes."

Bai Chuan pulled up a bench, sat next to her, and asked while massaging,

"Ma'am, is she religious?"

"No, I'm a man of faith."

"Let me guess, it's not the godfather of crime, right?"

Bai Chuan suddenly asked.

Uemio Miko turned around and looked at Shirakawa, "Kuragi-kun, I heard that you recently returned to your hometown. Did you meet your mother?"

Bai Chuan was stunned.

Madam, is it appropriate for you to talk to me like this? Don't be afraid of me doing something.

"I saw it. Madam, who told me that?"

"Masumi-chan said that she was in the stairwell and heard the conversation between Mei-san and a female police officer."

Miko Ueio picked up her clothes and put them on her body, as if she had received the most ordinary massage treatment in a massage parlor.

She stretched and said, "Cangmu-kun, it's really comfortable. I won't keep you here. Go back and rest early."

Shirakawa never expected that Mrs. Ueio would issue an eviction order so quickly.

His hands were just getting warm.

Back in 1002, Bai Chuan felt like his mouth was dry and his hands seemed to still have a faint scent of jasmine.

That was the unique smell of Ueio Miko.

After a sleepless night, Bai Chuan found that he had two new thick dark circles when he got up.

When Shirakawa walked out of the apartment and met Chiyuki Mei, Chiyuki Mei was obviously stunned.

"Kuragi-kun, are you sick?"

"No, I'm fine."

Bai Chuan said with a smile.

"But the circles under your eyes are so heavy."

Qianxue Meiyi said.

"Really? Just take a nap during class."

Bai Chuan looked calm.

Shirakawa spent most of the morning class lying on the table and sleeping. It was not until lunch break that Yanomi and Chiyuki Mei handed him two bento boxes.

Since his food intake was normal, he could fully tolerate the two bento boxes. However, there was a big gap between Yahimimi's cooking skills and Chiyuki Mei's. After eating the bento made by Chiyuki Mei, and then eating the one made by Yahimimi, there was always something wrong. I feel like the people want to harm me.

Therefore, he usually chooses to eat what Yanomi makes first, and then eat what Chiyuki Mei makes.

This detail made Yanomi very happy. She once felt that she had defeated Chiyuki Mei.

June 24, afternoon.

Yanomi calls a meeting with all members of the detective agency to discuss their upcoming treasure hunt on Misty Island.

She entered the registration information based on the URL on the invitation letter and filled in the email addresses of several people.

An hour later, they all received a test email in their mailboxes with a row of small words written at the top of the email.

[Please complete the following test questions independently and give the correct answer within 10 minutes to be eligible to participate in the Misty Island Treasure Hunt. Please do not let others help, otherwise you will be automatically disqualified. ]