The story begins on a slow-moving bus. The Hashimotos are taking their daughter Miho to visit her critically ill mother in a rural hospital. However, the wife is mean and doesn't want to go, showing indifference to her mother-in-law's death.
Mr. Hashimoto persuaded in a low voice, and Mrs. Hashimoto became even more unhappy. She kept saying that it was the eldest son's responsibility to take care of the old woman, and it was not the turn of the second son's husband, let alone her.
Their daughter Miho is a little girl about ten years old. She has a pair of big pure eyes and looks like a kind-hearted child. She doesn’t want to listen to her parents’ bickering, so she silently moves to the back of the bus and sits down. She looks out the window and is lost in love with her grandma.
memories.
There was no image of her grandma in her memory, but she heard her father talk about her grandma holding her as a baby. She really wanted to see her grandma in person, but she was worried about her condition.
The doctor said that grandma won't last long, maybe only a day or two, which is such a pity...
She was a little sad.
Soon the family arrived at the rural hospital. The hospital was a bit shabby and the atmosphere was quite gloomy, which seemed to indicate some ominous sign. A fat nurse received them and enthusiastically took them to visit Mr. Hashimoto.
Madam, she opened the door of the ward, and the ward felt even weirder. Although Miho wanted to see her grandma, she hesitated for a moment and was a little afraid to go in.
Hashimoto and his wife entered the ward without realizing it, got behind the curtain, and soon found that Miho had not followed, so they turned around and ordered her to come in quickly.
Miho was very good. She mustered up the courage to walk into the ward and lifted the curtain in front of the hospital bed. She was a little scared when she looked at the skinny and unconscious grandma. Her grandma was like a skeleton wrapped in skin, with no life on her body.
It's quite chilling in people's eyes.
But her father urged: "Miho, please hold your grandma's hand. She hugged you when you were a child!"
Miho looked at the bony hand and hesitated to move. Her parents ignored her and started to be polite with the nurse beside the hospital bed. But Miho just stared at her grandma's hand blankly, and suddenly noticed that the hand moved slightly.
She was startled and quickly said to her mother: "Grandma's hands are moving!"
Her mother glanced at her, not believing it, and reprimanded: "How is that possible? Don't talk nonsense!"
At this time, the attending doctor came over, called Miho's parents out of the ward, and told them in the corridor: "The old man's health is not good anymore. Please spend as much time with her as possible in the past two days."
Miho's mother was not very happy and didn't want to waste time on her mother-in-law. She complained naggingly and started looking for reasons.
Miho was the only one left in the gloomy ward. She stared at her grandma blankly. The more she looked, the more frightened she became. She turned around and wanted to go find her parents, but suddenly she heard a voice: "Please wait a moment, Miho..."
Miho was startled, and when she hurriedly retreated, she accidentally fell to the ground, but the voice continued softly: "Miho, don't be afraid, I am grandma... Come here, come to grandma."
Miho hesitated for a while, then carefully opened the curtain, only to find that her grandma was still unconscious, but she could hear her grandma whispering her name: "Miho, don't be afraid, it's grandma, come here quickly."
Miho stayed for a while, wondering why she could hear grandma talking, and couldn't help but ask: "Is grandma really talking? Why can I hear grandma talking?"
"Yes, it's strange. It seems that only Miho can hear it." Grandma replied with a smile, "Maybe it's because grandma is dying, so this kind of thing can happen..."
"Grandma...is grandma going to die?"
"Yes, grandma can only live until tomorrow night. I heard someone talk about it before when I was out of body."
Miho was a little sad, and slowly knelt down beside the bed and held her grandma's hand. Grandma smiled and comforted her in a weak voice: "Don't be sad, Miho, death is not a terrible thing, it's just..."
"Just what, Grandma?"
"I'm just so sorry. I really want to see my brother who I separated from when I was young." Grandma's voice was soft and weak. "Miho, can you lend your body to grandma for a day? I want to see him."
Miho was startled, instinctively feeling that something was wrong, and hesitantly shook his head: "No, no!"
"But I really want to take a look at him and don't want to leave this world with regrets. Please, Miho, can you help grandma?"
"No, no..." Miho became even more frightened. She slowly left the hospital bed and retreated outside the curtain. She turned around to find her parents, but grandma's voice still rang in her ears: "Can't you, Miho? What a pity, what a pity.
I really want to see him, I really want to know if he is doing well, I really want to talk to him again..."
"But it's okay, it's okay. Miho, I won't see you again. You have to take care of yourself."
"Goodbye, Miho..."
Miho stopped walking, her big pure eyes full of hesitation, but gradually, the expression on her face became firm, and she slowly walked back into the curtain and said softly: "Okay, grandma, I'll help you, but
You must come back on time."
The comatose grandma seemed to move, and said in a weak and gratified voice: "Thank you, Miho, I will definitely be back at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon!"
"I believe you because you are my grandma!"
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After the conversation with the doctor, the Hashimotos did not intend to stay here to accompany their mother until the last moment, so they came in directly to ask Miho to leave, but found Miho asleep on her stomach in front of the hospital bed.
The two people woke up Miho. Miho glanced at "grandma" who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, and heard a child's voice filled with pain: "It hurts, it hurts, grandma, I feel so uncomfortable.
Grandma, I feel so uncomfortable..."
Hashimoto and his wife gave Miho a push: "Farewell to grandma, we are going back."
"Don't go, mom and dad, don't go, I hurt so much, it hurts so much..." The child's voice continued to echo, but unfortunately the Hashimotos couldn't hear it. They just urged their "daughter" to leave quickly, otherwise they would miss the bus.
Miho said silently in her heart: "Miho, hold on, I will definitely be back at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon!"
She followed the Hashimotos and left. The door of the ward slowly closed, leaving only the child's voice that no one else could hear echoing: "Don't go, don't go, it hurts so much, Mom and Dad, don't go, I'm so scared, okay."
I'm afraid, please, don't go..."
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The next day, Miho packed her lunch and put on her schoolbag and went out to school, but she turned a corner on the road and ran to the station. Her classmate was very strange and shouted from a distance: "Miho-chan, where are you going?"
Miho didn't answer and ran away.
Her young body did not feel any pain, which made her feel very happy. When she met a stone bridge on the road, she saw a "hopscotch" grid drawn by a child on the bridge, and she couldn't help but jump up. The ten-year-old body was soft and light.
, her strength seemed to be endless, she started running quickly after dancing. When passing by a small park, smelling the unique fragrance of green grass, a pure smile slowly bloomed on her lovely childish face.
She sat on a big rock, wrapped a few pebbles in a handkerchief to make a sandbag, played the sandbag throwing game from her childhood, and softly hummed an old nursery rhyme: "One, two, three, with a cloth
Wrap it up, my seventeen or eighteen year old sister, holding flowers and incense in her hands, where is she going...
When she sang this, she suddenly remembered something, looked up at the sun, looked serious, and started running towards the station.
She took the tram for a long time and finally arrived at a remote town area. After searching for a while, she got into the yard of a house.
The sliding door of the house was open, and a middle-aged woman was feeding porridge to a bedridden old man, but the old man always refused to swallow, and the blood was all over his neck and on the quilt. The woman was very angry and scolded the old man loudly.
Then the phone rang, and the woman cursed "you old fool" a few times, and then went to answer the phone.
Miho slowly approached the corridor, took off her shoes and entered the room. She knelt down beside the old man softly. After looking at him carefully for a while, she held his hand and said softly: "Mafu, it's me. I'm Tomoko."
.I came here to tell you that I am not angry with you. Your parents decided your marriage partner, and there is nothing you can do about it. I understand, and I have never been angry with you..."
The old man stared at her blankly, confused at first, and then muddy tears slowly flowed out of the corners of his eyes.
Miho gently wiped the corners of his eyes, and her expression became gentler. She gently picked up the bowl and scooped out a spoonful of porridge. She slowly cooled it and fed it to him. The old man opened his mouth gently and swallowed, and then thought hard.
Say something, but unfortunately nothing can be said.
Miho slowly touched his face with her little hands, and then continued to feed him the porridge gently. The expression on his little face was very peaceful and happy.
At this time, the woman who answered the phone came back and was surprised to see Miho. Then she asked with an angry face: "Whose child are you?"
Miho was stunned, and then the woman looked at her up and down for a while, and then asked suspiciously: "Why don't you go to school at this time? How did you get in? What do you want to do?"
Miho stood up and murmured a few words to leave, but was grabbed by the woman and taken directly to the security station and handed over to the police.
When Miho's mother arrived at the police station, Miho was being guarded in the office by a female police officer. Miho's mother was very angry. She first rummaged through Miho's schoolbag, then slapped Miho hard in the face and cursed: "You're still playing truant."
Steal money, what do you want to do! Are you crazy?"
The female police officer was startled and quickly stopped Miho's mother, but Miho's mother refused to let go and wanted to beat Miho a few more times. The female police officer had to twist into a ball with her, and waited until the female police officer finally calmed down the angry woman.
After mothering, I turned around and found that Miho had disappeared.
She quickly chased after him, but unfortunately Miho had already disappeared.
Miho escaped from the police station, called a taxi and rushed to the hospital in the countryside. At this time, it was getting dark. Miho was very worried while sitting in the car, and said silently in his heart: "Miho, hold on, you must do it."
Hold on!"
But unexpectedly, halfway through the journey, the taxi driver stopped the car, turned around and asked suspiciously: "How much money do you have?"
Miho took out her wallet and showed it to the taxi driver. The driver frowned and took away all her money: "You only have enough money to sit here."
She was kicked out of the car, but the time was obviously past five o'clock in the afternoon. She gritted her teeth and started to take a shortcut over the mountain and ran towards the hospital. The mountain road was difficult to walk, and occasionally branches would scratch her face.
He would trip over rocks again and stumble along the way in a very awkward manner.
Finally, she rushed to the hospital when it was completely dark, where the real Miho had been suffering for more than 20 hours. She could only moan in a weak voice that no one else could hear: "Grandma, come back quickly... I'm so scared.
I don’t want to die...Grandma..."
"Miho" rushed to the bed, reached out to hold the bony hand, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Miho, for making you suffer..."
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Seeing this, Iori Murakami couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. It's a very good short script, which is in line with mainstream values, family affection, trust, and hard work, and the idea of soul exchange is very good. There are not many scenes, and the actors' acting skills are not good.
The requirements are too big, and the overall cost is very low. The only drawback is probably that it is too short. It only lasts about 20 minutes at most, which cannot sustain the plot of a season.
What a pity. She was about to close the script with some regret, but suddenly found that there was another scene at the end...
The mourning hall? Is this the last bit of cruelty to make Miho cry in front of her grandma’s body?
It feels a bit redundant!
Although he is indeed a talented screenwriter, is he still lacking in experience?
Her stomach growled, but she couldn't help but keep turning her hands down.
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The timeline jumps to thirty years later. Miho in the mourning hall is already a middle-aged beautiful woman, with black hair tied into a bun and wearing black mourning clothes. The photo of Miho on the mourning hall is that of Miho's mother, Hashimoto.
Madam, her expression is numb and painful.
Miho bowed his head and bowed to send away the guests who came to express their condolences. He turned to look at the portrait with no expression on his face. The voice-over sounded, "More than twenty years after my father died of food poisoning, my mother also passed away. Ten years before she passed away, she was lying in bed and moving.
I can't move, I've tasted all the warmth and coldness of human kindness, and it's as painful as grandma's to leave. It's really frustrating..."
She stared at the portrait for a while, then slowly turned her head back and looked at the empty mourning hall. A smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth. She took out a handkerchief and tied it into a ball, then threw it gently in her hand.
As she spoke, she hummed an old nursery rhyme in a low voice: "One, two or three, wrapped in cloth, sister, seventeen or eighteen years old, holding flowers and incense in her hand, sister is going..."
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In an instant, Iori Murakami, a gender equality elite in the 1990s, couldn't help but the hair on his back stood up!
What does this mean, has the body been returned or not? Could it be that grandma betrayed her at the last moment? Did she not want to die? Want to take revenge on her son and daughter-in-law?
What about the promised warmth and trust? Has the ending been reversed? It’s a bit hard to accept. Such a good child was killed for no reason, or was it someone he trusted?