Izumi Mio turned to look at Amamiya Chizuru and asked: "Is this also what you expected?"

Amamiya Chizuru rolled her eyes at her: "Didn't you hear what I just said? I was also surprised, okay?"

"Then I really can't believe that you insist on seeing it..." Izumi Mio looked around at the firelight reflecting on the snowy night. Hearing the screams that stood up, he paused and said, "The reason why you insist on seeing such a tragic situation."

"The reason is yet to come."

Amamiya Chizuru shook her head, and then looked at the group of people who had pried open the car door and rescued Amamiya Konma.

"Are these people from that guy's village?"

In her mouth, Natsume Naoki will always be called "that guy", not Naoki-kun, not a senior, or even Natsume-kun.

It's not because of unfamiliarity or anything like that, it's just that I'm too arrogant to say it out loud.

She would not be like Izumi Mio with the sunset on her face, lowering her eyebrows and calling out "Naoki-kun" as if she had been entrusted with a lifetime, nor would she be like Asai Mao who condensed her life into a plain "you".

She would only stubbornly call Natsume Naoki "that guy", which seemed cold but the love in it was extremely hot.

"Maybe I just saw some happy scene before I died." He said with difficulty, "I also hope that before I die, I can see a scene that makes me leave with a smile on my face."

Mrs. Amemiya raised her hand with difficulty.

"Don't worry, don't worry..." He shed tears and made manly promises over and over again. Gently, as if he was afraid of disturbing Mrs. Amamiya, he tried to take Amamiya Chizuru away from her arms.

Murata knew that he would never be able to forget this look in his life...and this face that was still astonishing even though it was stained with blood.

While feeling groggy, Amamiya Konma felt that he heard a lot of sounds.

She whispered the second half of the sentence, then knelt on the ground and looked at her mother who had been rescued by everyone and the young self in her arms.

Murata used his hand to check Mrs. Amamiya's breath, and after confirming that she was dead, he shook his head and stood up.

For everything.

Tears moistened her eyes, and her sobs gradually became louder. This was not the farewell she expected!

At the end of this life, it is admirable to accept death quietly, let alone still laugh.

No, it doesn't seem like her hands are the strongest locks in the world called maternal love.

"mom."

The companions nodded in agreement, and then asked the mother and daughter over there: "Brother, what should we do with the big one and the little one over there?"

Blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, splashed on Murata's hands, and dyed the little face of Chizuru Amamiya in her arms red.

But no one noticed that her fingers that fell weakly on the ground were stained with a drop of pure tears.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Amamiya Chizuru's voice was choked: "I didn't eat well, I didn't listen to my father, I didn't... I didn't listen to the teacher."

She just watched quietly and allowed Murata to take her daughter from her hands.

I really want to...

But in the end I couldn't help it.

At the age of twenty, she was just a child in front of her mother.

This is the happiest choice in my life.

After a long time passed and the sound faded, he slowly opened his eyes.

The meaning is self-evident.

At this moment, he seemed to think of his mother who had worked hard all his life.

I really want to witness my daughter grow up, I really want to see her and her husband bury the hatchet, I really want to see what kind of young man my daughter will be entrusted to in the future, I really want to relive the honeymoon trip with my husband when my hair is gray, and go see a movie.

Check to see if the reef is still there, and see if the lighthouse is okay?

I really want to...

But Chizuru Amemiya, who has been missing maternal love for ten years, ends up like a child who has done something wrong, crying in her mother's arms. It is the nature of every child to look for her mother when she has been wronged.

She had obviously made a plan to tell her mother with a smile that she was a reassuring child and that she should not worry, she was fine.

The broken ribs pierced her lungs, and the broken shoulder blades squeezed her throat, causing blood to accumulate. At this moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out, representing the complete loss of life...

"I think now is not the time to quarrel." Izumi Mio watched as the villagers worked together to rescue Amamiya Konma, and then pried open the deformed back seat and gently took out Mrs. Amamiya and the child Chizuru Amamiya.

, with a very puzzled expression: "What on earth are you here to see?"

Murata also walked over. He tried it and found that it was indeed difficult to rescue the child from the hands of a mother who was curled up and hugging her daughter tightly.

Mrs. Amemiya smiled and felt a little lonely again. She felt that it was starting to become blurry.

She seemed to want to say something, but the congestion in her lungs caused her to only cough and gush out blood.

"Blood pack! There are not enough blood packs!"

I will marry you, Konma Amamiya.

What's going on?

Obviously knowing that the father and daughter can survive, they are very contented, but people are such greedy creatures!

"Come and say a proper farewell to my mother."

Mrs. Amemiya looked at her husband who was leaning against the fence and passed out, and she actually smiled.

It seems a little unreal, but it is clearly imprinted on my brain.

Amamiya Chizuru was stunned.

As for now, I don't care whether the wrong posture or putting it on the ground will aggravate the injury. It is much better than staying in the car and being burned to death on the spot.

The fire lit up half the sky.

——

"Vital signs are normal, heartbeat is normal."

so good……

Those calm and serene eyes were full of gratitude and no regrets.

Amamiya Chizuru pursed her lips helplessly again, and sarcastically said: "I think you think too much, and they are just being polite to you... If we really want to talk about the couple's appearance, that guy and I will not talk about the talent and appearance, the height is absolutely

It’s the most suitable.”

The surrounding companions were using fire extinguishers to put out the fire, trying to find survivors among the wreckage of other vehicles, but most of them ended up lying on the ground vomiting.

"Be good and be obedient."

There were silent tears on the girl's cold face, and the perseverance between her brows and eyes was very much like her husband's, and this beautiful face was exactly the same as hers.

The villagers tried to take the still-living little Qianzuru out of Mrs. Amamiya's arms, but found that her fingers were tightly bound together, and her nails were embedded in the flesh of the back of her hands, as if they were the hardest locks in the world...

"The boy is fine, he will probably wake up in the middle of the night, but the little girl is..."

After wiping away my tears, my mother's comforting eyes came into view.

At this time, she was speechless.

I thought that if I could say goodbye to my mother properly, I would not cry.

I raised my head and looked at the night sky, the snow was getting heavier and heavier.

She was hopeless. The huge impact deformed the inside of the car. She turned sideways to protect her daughter in her arms. The squeeze of the front and rear seats had crushed her entire shoulder blades and all her ribs from both sides.

When a person is about to die, his eyelids will feel so heavy that he feels like he has been cured for three days and three nights, and he will lie comfortably in bed unwilling to open his eyes.

As the vision gradually zoomed out, Amamiya Chizuru's cries and the cries of countless people on this road finally merged together.

I really want to see what my daughter will look like when she grows up...

"What are you still doing? Save people!" Murata shouted at him: "The child must be rescued. You take it with you and go back first. I remember there is a service area behind. Where can you find it?

If there are any clinics or pharmacies, let’s get moving!”

"Your husband is over there." Murata saw that the confused woman seemed to be looking for something in the last moments of her life, and pointed to the other side of her: "He was still communicating with us just now, but now he has just passed out...

…Don’t worry, we will do our best to rescue your husband!”

"Brother!" The villagers who went to check Mrs. Amamiya's breathing suddenly shouted in surprise: "This child is still alive! He's full of energy!"

Izumi Mio nodded and pointed to the villager who worked the hardest to save people: "This seems to be Naoki-kun's neighbor. In reality, I met him when I went to Naoki-kun's house. He even talked to him enthusiastically.

I said hello and said there was a shrine festival and asked me if I wanted to go see it with Naoki-kun... He probably thought I was Naoki-kun's girlfriend!"

be strong.

The wedding night was spent with his snoring and counting money.

They also noticed the strangeness here, and they all gathered around to ask what was going on when the great mother suddenly stretched out her hand in the air.

But as soon as she finished speaking, a large ball of blood spit out from Mrs. Amamiya's mouth, followed by a strong cough and trembling all over.

Amamiya Chizuru collapsed on the ground and cried loudly. The tear stains on her cheeks that had just been wiped away by her mother were instantly covered by new tears.

Mrs. Amamiya closed her eyes with a peaceful face.

Izumi Mio couldn't help but shed tears. She walked over and gently held Amamiya Chizuru in her arms.
To be continued...