Neko 

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The wind passing on the windowsill lifted the translucent white curtain, sending a chill that stings the skin, and Uki forgot what the dream he had just now was about.

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The sight fell on the cat who was sleeping in his arms. Flowers blossomed gently in the purple pupils, and the white kitten finally woke up in the scented air.

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"Hehe."

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It seems that it can absorb the residual warmth after the burning of the sunset. There is no warm and strong sun breath on the kitten's body - it is just faint and clear, if there is nothing, which can be easily felt when rubbing the tip of the nose, even when meeting for the first time. 

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Even in the salty sea breeze, petite white shadows stepped on the beach and walked towards him, filling the vacancies in his heart one by one.

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He remembered that one night he was also awakened by it. Uki has long been accustomed to the untimely routine of being spoiled. He was helpless but woke up because of the existence that could not be ignored. 

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As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw there was an unusually abrupt wound on the cat's leg joint, and a burst of dizziness and pain hit, sinking into a darker place with the panic.

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The twisted feeling was unexpected. He held on to his hair, thinking that he could squeeze out a little tears to ease the anxiety, but in fact he didn't.

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When the source of all pain had an answer - when his senses returned, Uki found himself afraid of the dazzling bright red blood.

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Maybe not, maybe, he was just afraid to see the red that was set off by the color of the fur.

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He covers his eyes like  before he met the kitten,  faces the darkness alone every night, and time moves forward so many times, stuck in an endless cycle of sadness and can't remember the reason, thinking that loneliness can be used to, but it is in front of the sea. The icy refusal that flooded his ankles.

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Just  when he met the kitten, he seemed to see hope. He didn't move further towards the horizon. The moment he reached out to pick up the kitten, he felt as if he could face the sun again.

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Let's go to the beach again. 

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It was because of this, that the pain recurred last time was resolved, and Uki made a secret decision. The sunken eyelids abandoned the only tear, and was quietly kissed by the cat.

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Same time, same seaside. The arc of the setting sun unfolded just right on the horizon. Uki insisted on holding the kitten in his arms. The temperature of the setting sun must be closely related to the beating of its heart, so that he would not feel lonely.

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But the kitten may still yearn for freedom, so Uki let the white shadow run on the shoal.

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Not knowing if it was the sunset that obscured the air,  Uki became gradually unable to adapt to the vastness in front of him. The vast scene suddenly brought a strong sense of suffocation. He desperately hoped that something would hug him tightly.

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Hug, overlapped with a scene in his mind, and when he realized that memory that contradicted his cognition, he panicked. Obviously, he has always been alone, so the shadow that appeared in his mind should not exist.

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The light of the setting sun slowly sank into the sea, Uki's sight subconsciously followed the white kitten, his eyes were blurred, he frowned tightly to see it clearly, but at that moment the cat and the white of the waves merged into one, the world. As if bursting in an instant, those memories that were forced to be forgotten came flooding in, drowning the heart and the head.

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The figure occupying the memory gradually became clear, and it all happened in an instant. The warm heartbeat revived again. It was the voice that lingered with him countless times at night, and the setting sun would step on the same frequency as him. Uki finally burst into tears this time, the breeze blowing with the fragrance of cherry blossoms, like the palm that would cover the top of his hair when he was sad before, offering gentle comfort.

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I really miss you.

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The split time has been pieced together again and again, the kitten will not come back, Uki finally heard the familiar voice pick up his broken soul at the last moment, and withdraw from the fantasy and pain. He knew that he must hope so.

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——Uki, you should welcome the flowering season that belongs to you.

——Face me and get happiness.

§——𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔪 𝔦𝔭𝔰𝔲𝔪——§