Because there is no limit on the subject and type, the second Hongzi, who was the turn, told a story with a warm tone. As the end approached, the three listeners were not moved yet, and she first showed a warm smile, not knowing whether it was to comfort herself from Kirino.

Akane was very passionate and frightened in the interactive weird conversation.

"call……"

She let out a long breath, and the candlelight just shook for a moment, so she had to get closer and blow it again.

The second candle was extinguished, and a wisp of white smoke emitting the wick, which quickly dissipated. Akane Kirino looked at Sonoya opposite: "It's Sonoya's turn next."

"Um."

Zong Gu responded, but then stood up, "I'll get some drinks."

"Okay, I want juice."

"Mai Cha." Hongzi said, and stood up, "I'll go with you."

"Where is the bell?"

“Everything is OK.”

The two left the living room with the lamp. When they came to the kitchen, Hongzi found four cups carefully and rinsed them. Zong Gu opened the refrigerator and poured two cups of juice first, then two cups of wheat tea.

The air conditioner is still retained in the sealed refrigerator, "I don't know when the electricity will be turned on."

"Whether the power supply is restored or not, Akane's plan is to go to bed after ten strange talks." Hongzi picked up the glass and took a sip. Seeing Zong Gu pick up another cup of wheat tea, she smiled a little.

"I don't know what to say." After taking a few sips, he filled his and Hongzi's cups again, turned off the refrigerator, and prepared to return to the living room.

Hongzi grabbed him and wanted to stay alone with him for a while. "You can tell any story, you can pass the time... like the matter of Zong Gu himself."

"Does my relationship with Kyoko? There is a lot of material to talk about."

“…”

She stretched out her other hand and twisted it gently on his arm, "I want to hear something else."

Zong Gu thought something, and just when Hongzi thought he was going to say something, he picked up the tray and said, "Go back."

Back in the living room, Akane Kirino was baking on the candlelight with a black thing. When Soya approached, he realized it was an old fountain pen.

"Mr. Kirino?"

"No. I forgot where I picked it up."

"Why do you pick up everything?" Zong Gu divided the juice and wheat tea for the three of them.

After taking the blackened pen tip to her eyes for a while, she closed the pen cover and threw it back into her treasure chest, "Hmph, Zong Gu is one of them. Is the story ready?"

"Don't worry."

Zong Gu took a few sips of wheat tea and put down the cup. After glancing, Hongzi was staring at him.

"I have no story to tell, I can only tell you something about it when I was in a children's welfare home before. It may not be interesting, but I'm just a deep impression."

"Okay." Akane Kirino welcomed this very much, wishing him to say more about the past, and Hongko next to her had the same idea.

Chao Wuling silently drank juice, looked at him with both eyes, waiting for him to speak about each other's past.

Zong Gu's eyes drooped, and before he opened his mouth, he had already selected the candle he was about to blow out: "That was when I was fourteen years old..."

[That happened when I was fourteen years old.

One day, Ling and I went to school as usual, and we usually stayed until the school was about to close, so we came back from the school... Club activities? No, Ling and I didn't join any clubs, we just didn't want to contact others, and we also

I don’t want to attract attention. Do you still don’t understand? Then forget it, don’t care. This is not important to what’s next.

I continue to say.

After returning to the welfare home, I found that everyone was busy and seemed to be looking for something. An eleven-year-old child was crying very hard.

Teacher... Well, it's Teacher Ju. Teacher Ju told me and Ling that the child's mother came in the afternoon. Although she didn't take him home, she brought him a lot of snacks and toys, and tricked him into staying there...

Hmm, let's talk about toys.

One of the toys disappeared. Although I just got it, the child said that it was his favorite thing. This is how the child was. He cried so hard that there was no way. Everyone in the welfare home could only help find it.

Did Ling remember it? That's it.

Ling and I went back to the room to put down the things and helped find them. However, the welfare home was not big, and the range of activities that the child could move was very limited. Moreover, the staff had searched for a while before we came back, but still didn't find it.

I feel hope is slim.

Losing things is actually not uncommon in welfare homes, because those who live together are immature children... No, it's not carelessness. I mean, things are not lost, but are "

Take "got...yes, stolen.

That's what my intuition was.

The existence of malicious intention has nothing to do with age. Mature people can only control it and hide it. For children in welfare homes, the most common way to vent malicious intentions is to deliberately XXX others and then according to malicious intentions.

The size determines whether it can be recycled.

Can't understand? Throw it into the toilet and wash it away with water. This is called non-recyclable. Just hide it under the bed... It's fine if you can understand it.

The child lost a panda puppet, saying that his mother bought it from the Panda Park in Tokyo, and the workmanship is very exquisite. Well, I like pandas too... Don't interrupt. In short, that panda puppet is with you

This beautiful head is about the same size, not something that can be flushed into the toilet.

So I started looking for other places that are easier to recycle but not easy to find, such as the roof.

Near the back door of the welfare home, there is a flat-top single-story warehouse, three or four meters high, and no one will usually go there. In my room and I, you can see the platform of the roof from afar.

When I went back to the room, I saw a ball of black and white on the roof over there.

I called a few boys and helped to move the ladder out of the warehouse, then climbed up and took a look. It turned out to be the panda tuta.

I threw the panda tudios down, but they ran away with them.

When I put down the ladder, dragged it into the warehouse, and then returned there, the child was very happy. Not only did he generously lend the newly found panda doll to others to pass on, but he also gave it a lot of snacks for those

The child who came back with a mutton, to show his gratitude.]

Speaking of this, Zong Gu paused for a moment.

【But, those snacks don't have my portion: no one told him that they were the mutton I found and removed.】

Akane Kirino and Hongko were both silent for a few seconds, looked at each other, and then looked at him, waiting for the follow-up.

Zonggu sighed and blew out the candle.

“Hey…”

The two were stunned at the same time.

"Are you finished?"

"It's over."

"So, I was impressed... because I didn't get any snacks?"

"What about it? I can remember this for the rest of my life."

“…”

Akane Kirino wanted to speak but stopped, but opened her mouth for a long time, but didn't know what to say, and finally said "Okay".

There were seven burning candles left on the table, all of which were healthy in length and could last for a long time. Soya spoke dryly, drinking wheat tea, Akane Kiri looked at the last narrator of the first round:

Bell, it's your turn to say it."

Asakulei looked at her, "Do you have time to ask for it?"

"No, it doesn't matter if one story says that all these candles are burned."

The fourth narrator nodded slightly and then spoke:

"The lost panda tuta in the story just now was actually thrown onto the roof of the warehouse by the child himself.

He showed off when he got the toy, but no one was willing to pay attention to him. So he hid the puppet and pretended to be lost. He suddenly got everyone's attention, and also told all the children in the welfare home: he got a cute one

Panda mutte.”

Zong Gu drank wheat tea without sip, silently, and Akane Kirino and Hongzi were both stunned.

"The next day, the panda puppet was really gone. It is not recyclable."

Chaowuling didn't care about how the audience felt at this time. He picked up the third blown candle, pressed it on the selected flame, extinguished it, and declared that the story ended here.

“…”

The atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn. Akane Kirino was still savoring it, and looked at the other three people again.

"It's my turn again?"

"Yeah." Soya nodded.

She took a deep breath, then fell back, "I want to take a break."

None of the three had any objections.

The sound of wind and rain outside kept stopping. Zong Gu got up and walked to the edge. The sliding door was closed and he did not open it. Then he found that some rainwater was still seeping in from the floor.

Hongzi walked behind him with the lamp on the table, and Akane Kiriyo also came over and saw the water stains on the ground.
To be continued...