Faced with the small tempers of the friends, Nanako did not pay much attention to it. After a faint explanation and suggestion, she closed her eyes and leaned on the chair to fall asleep. The mood swings today were too intense, and she was extremely sad and overjoyed. , There is a possibility of hurting her body, she now feels a little tired physically and mentally, so she no longer pays attention to everyone, and she takes a nap as soon as her eyes are closed.

The atmosphere in the Eighteenth Manga Department is quite embarrassing and cold now. People who don’t know, see this scene, I’m afraid they thought they had just fought a battle. Actually, they didn’t. Everyone is just for a work, and the situation like this will happen under the mood swings.

"Okay, Jiang Mi, don't cry." Cheng Yao squatted down and comforted Jiang Mi who was in pain. "After all, this is just a virtual work. The events and characters in it are all made up. No It exists, so don’t be so sad, Jiangmi. In reality, things like Sister Jiezi won’t happen.”

Cheng Yao, she is also taking it for granted. As the saying goes, art comes from life, and any artistic creation comes from life. There may be some works that exaggerate what happened, but there are also tragic. What the original author himself cannot bear, the original author can only incorporate the miserable things into the work after modifying the incident.

For example, in Nanako's previous life, she saw a photo of a woman with a swollen head and extremely thin body. His palm was only one-fifth the size of an ordinary person, and his arms were really thin like branches, and his head was even bigger than his body. Photos of big kids!

The content of that photo is about an African child who is about to die due to poverty, hunger and disease. Next to him is a carrion-eating vulture that is nearly twice the size of the child, looking at him, waiting... .Wait for a big meal after the child dies!

Nanako didn't know what kind of thought the cameraman wanted to express, nor did he know the story of the child, because the cameraman did not have any explanation, maybe the cameraman could not describe the tragedy in words. ..... Then, the cameraman committed suicide because he could not bear the impact of that tragic situation.

Therefore, don't underestimate the viciousness of human nature. Sometimes, the tragic things that happen in reality are far more cruel and miserable than the scenes depicted in the film and television works!

Cheng Yao gently slapped Jiang Mi on the back and comforted her for nearly ten minutes, before Jiang Mi's tears gradually fell, "Cheng Yao, thank you, I'm much better now."

"So, it's just a fictitious work, don't take it seriously..."

"No!" Jiang Mi retorted, "In my eyes, this is true! Because the airport bombing was a real thing, and Nanako hadn't told it before? She heard this story from her father, with the help of The original story frame has been derived and constructed this tomb of fireflies.

Therefore, even if the older brother in the tomb of the fireflies is not called Makota, the younger sister is not called Setsuko, and there is no such beautiful fireflies, but there are people who have encountered such suffering... before looking at those macroscopic meanings In the whole disaster documentary on the film, although I will also be sad, but only when the real suffering is broken and presented before your eyes, can you be truly as if you are on the scene. To feel the suffering brought by the disaster, there may not be Makota and Setsuko in the world, but the despair and pain experienced by those who have suffered because of the war must be the same as them! "

Jiangmi wiped his tears, stood up, and said, "Let’s go ahead. As Nanako said, we should finish watching this entire work. Only in the suffering and death of Makota and Setsuko, we can understand something. , This can provide comfort to the suffering souls of the two of them."

So, watching the movie continued.

In the small vine coffin, Jiezi lay quietly in it, her face was peaceful, as if she was asleep. The day Jiezi died was a night full of fireflies, she smiled, in the most beautiful To find the happy life that can only be lived in a dream.

Sleep to Jiezi, you won't be in pain anymore, this is your favorite doll, let it accompany you.

"Brother will protect you, and brother will protect you forever..." the boy said, without any expression on his face, slowly putting the things Jiezi loved during his lifetime into the little vine. In the coffin, Jiezi's pink hairpin, Jiezi's doll...

The boy with a numb face slid a match and lit the cane coffin. The fire light shone on his face. He watched quietly, because his emotions were now numb and his tears were drained. He wanted very much. He cried a lot, but he couldn't cry anymore. His relatives passed away one after another. His sorrow and tears had been squandered long ago, and there was nothing left.

Until his younger sister's figure completely disappeared in the flames, Makoto felt endless sadness. What he was sad was that he didn't feel sadness. The war caused this young man to suffer and even turned him into a sorrow. The walking dead, his soul and emotions, had already died the night Jiezi died, and what was alive was just a shell.

The war was over, and a newcomer moved by the lake, everything was restored to the peace of the past. No one knew that there were two innocent children living here by the lake.

Under the stone pillars in front of the station, the young man sat quietly, as if he heard the moaning of insects on the riverbank at night and the bubbling water ding-dong in the blur.....

In a trance, he seemed to see something. He saw it. The turban-wrapped Jiezi hugged her candy box and jumped into this quiet darkness. The fireflies floated in the night sky, glowing green light, bright, flashing, Liang, flash, the young man couldn't help thinking, Jiuzi, did you become a firefly? Shining in the dark?

Young Chengtian is also dead...

The lingering fireflies, the sugar bowl that I hope will never be eaten, the watermelon that we share sweetly at the end, the crumpled father's photo in the pocket of his clothes, life can give them only this.

Staring at the brightly lit city, the brothers and sisters went to sleep peacefully. The sugar bowl would never be empty at this moment, accompanied by the sound of eternal candy.

An ordinary teenager, he just wants to feed his sister and chase that beautiful firefly with her sister! ! But the result was-in that era of war, the only way to realize his wish was...death!

Only in the endless slumber, this modern man's seemingly insignificant dream can be realized...in the way of dreams!

The dead Makota finally saw her sister Setsuko again. In the gleam of the fireflies, Makota saw her sister...

On September 21st, I died.

But from now on, I will live forever.

Jiezi, we will never separate!

The two brothers and sisters can finally be reunited again, this time, it is forever reunion!

I saw the fireflies flying all over the sky again, the luminescence that flickered, so beautiful, Jiezi, now we can finally chase the flying fireflies carefree, no one can disturb us anymore!

Goodbye fireflies, goodbye to the beauty flying all over the sky, the boy and his sister sleep peacefully in this warm fluorescent light in this fireflies cemetery, forever, happy, asleep.

There is no unrecognizable corpse of the mother, no news of the death of the uninformed father, no home that was razed to the ground, and no eyes of relatives who pointed at Sanghuai...No one can disturb them, no one can disturb them anymore. Anning, because this is their life! The peace that comes from death!

Although Jiang Mi and the others knew that this was a tragedy from the beginning, although they had sufficient psychological preparations, when the tragedy finally came to an end, the tears overflowed their eyes uncontrollably until they burst into tears!

Tears dripped on the manuscript, drenching the picture, and on the title page, the numb face of Makoto, also wet by the tears of Jiang Mi and others, slipped along Makoto’s cheek...Thank you , I can no longer cry, thank you, let me cry again for my own story.

Throughout the day, there was no voice in the Shiba Manga.

On the second day, all the members of the Shiba Manga Club took time off, did not come to class, and did not go to the club activity room for club activities. Everyone sat blankly in the shade of the tree with expressionless faces, not knowing why. I would shed tears ~lightnovelpub.net~ or deliberately came to the rumored delicious snack restaurant, ordered a lot of things, but finally had no appetite...

For three days, no one has ever seen any member of the Shiba Manga Club smiled, nor heard anything from them. Even if others were worried about asking, they just um, ah, casually perfunctory, and finally this The incident even spread to the parents of members of the Shiba Manga Club!

Jiang Mi's father and Nanazi's father are here, and Cui Ye's father is also here. I heard that Nan Xi and Cheng Yao's father and mother are on the way to the magic city.....I don't know that it is the lack of virtue. It is said that the members of the Eighteenth Manga Club are all suffering from severe depression. The reason is that they played the recently popular "Pen Fairy" game together and were entangled in ghosts.

Please, although you know that college girls, they all like to talk privately about the top ten weird things on campus, but you don’t know anything, but is it really okay to talk nonsense like this? !

I am the only one who is entangled in ghosts by listening to Cat Nanako, okay? ! What are you talking nonsense! If everyone in this world carries a ghost plug-in with them, then I'm not mixed up! I'm the protagonist! The protagonist's treatment has never been given to only one person! Do you guys want to rebel? !

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