"But I don't know if my brother noticed someone was looking at him, so he closed the window."

"I can't continue to see him in the house."

“…I tell myself…”

"I'm the one who made the mistake."

"Just like what I told my aunt before..."

"My brother is just endorsing the book."

"Or one person is talking to himself."

"He's not talking to people."

“There is no one in his room…”

...

The woodcutter stared at the woman with a blank expression.

He hadn't thought of it at all...

The development of things was completely different from what he thought.

but……

For a moment, he couldn't tell which one would develop better...

Because of which development...

Not good.

All are bad.

He took a deep breath silently.

...

The woodcutter suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

"You are waiting for me to come back in the yard..."

"Just want to tell me about this?"

...

"Um."

The woman nodded.

She suddenly felt fortunate that her first thought was to discuss with the woodcutter.

So she waited in the yard.

Although in the end she didn't tell the woodcutter...

But at the end, she still told the woodcutter...

...

At this time, her previous behavior can confirm that what she said is true.

...

"Why didn't you tell me at that time?"

The woodcutter's face relaxed a little.

So far, everything the woman said makes sense.

It seems...

He really misunderstood...

...

“Because I’m not sure.”

The woman pursed her lips.

"I don't want to tell you something uncertain."

"It seems like I'm talking bad about my brother to you."

"I know you don't like listening."

"I don't want you to be upset, either."

"So I want to wait to confirm what I saw..."

...

"So you're here again tonight?"

The woodcutter continued the woman's words.

...

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the woman nodded.

"Yes."

"Maybe I read it wrong once."

"I want to try to see it again..."

...

"Did you see it?"

The woodcutter asked.

He couldn't help but look up at the direction of his younger brother's study.

Bright light shone through the window.

Lighted up a bit of dark night.

...

The woodcutter retracted his gaze.

He looked at the woman.

...

The woman's face was confused and confused.

"No."

She shook her head.

"You saw it, too."

Anyway, the woman said it, so she didn't shy away.

"I hid in the window of my brother's study."

"Secretly looking at my younger brother in the room."

"But the younger brother I saw was eating."

"Nothing exception."

"There was a voice that happened..."

"I didn't hear clearly what I said."

"But I just looked like my younger brother was talking to himself."

...

"Don't that meant that my brother was fine?"

The woodcutter blurted out.

Isn't that great?

What else to worry about?

...

“…It’s different from what I saw during the day.”

The woman hesitated for a while and still expressed her feelings.

This is also the reason why she couldn't completely let go of the stone in her heart even though she had not discovered anything just now.

...

"It's different from what you see during the day?"

The woodcutter almost repeated the woman's words.
To be continued...