Screenwriter Mystery

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Kyoto, Kita Ward, Oji Honmachi.

Takahashi's house.

"Dad, what are you looking at?"

After dinner, looking at his father who was sitting on the tatami in memory, the boy stuck his head out curiously.

Looking at the photo album in his father Takahashi's hand, he couldn't help asking.

"Dad is looking at pictures from his childhood."

Hearing the child's question, a faint smile appeared on Takahashi's face. He flipped through the album in his hand and looked at the old photos in it, and said reminiscingly.

"Is it because of the class reunion tomorrow?"

Carrying a cup of brewed hot tea, he came to the kotatsu. His wife, Miu, handed the tea to her husband and swept over the photo album.

"After all, I haven't seen everyone in twenty years."

Taking the hot tea from his wife, Takahashi took a sip, looked down at the green faces in the photo, fell into memory, and sighed: "I don't know how everyone has been. how's it going."

"Dad, which one is you in the photo?"

In Takahashi's sigh, the boy on the side stretched out his fingers curiously, turned to the young faces in the photo, and asked his father.

"Haha, then you have to look for it."

The child's innocence brought Takahashi back to reality from the memories of his school days. He turned to look at his son's curious eyes, and he immediately laughed.

"I guess this!"

"wrong."

"this?"

"Nor."

"What about this?"

"It's still not right!"

"You kid, you are so active when you usually buy toys, you can't even recognize your father."

After being mistaken for himself in the photos several times in a row, Takahashi couldn't help but scolded with a smile, and at the same time pointed his finger at the head in the corner and said, "Remember, Dad is here, don't forget it."

"How do I know, Dad, you are hiding in such a corner..."

He wrinkled his nose and muttered in a low voice. The boy's eyes swept across the faces in the photo, and he inadvertently found a figure with only half of his face that was even more cornered than his father. Qiao asked: "Dad, who is this person, and why does she only show half of her face in the photo?"

Hearing his son's question, Takahashi's eyes fell on his face in the direction he was pointing, and the expression on his face changed a little unnaturally, and said prevariously, "It's just a classmate from Dad's high school. ,nothing special."

"Oh."

Hearing his father's answer, the child didn't care, nodding lightly and then focusing on the other photos in the album.

"husband?"

On the other hand, his wife, Miu, noticed the strangeness in Takahashi's expression, but before she could say anything, the phone in the living room suddenly rang.

Jingle Bell--

"It's so late, who will be calling?"

Hearing the bell, the couple couldn't help but look at each other.

"Could it be the company's phone number?"

"I have already taken leave with the company, and I will go back to the alumni reunion tomorrow."

Confused, his wife Miyu got up and went to the living room to pick up the phone.

"Hello, this is the Takahashi family."

"Taka... Takahashi... Takahashi...?"

What came out on the phone was a hoarse and weak voice. The other party seemed to be huddled in a corner and said in a very soft voice.

"...you...why haven't you come...I've...waited for a long time...for a long time...for a long time..."

Are you a member of the class reunion?

Amidst the intermittent voice, a puzzled expression appeared on Miu's face.

"Who's calling?"

At the same time, Takahashi, who was sitting on the tatami, also cast a questioning expression on her.

"I don't know, I didn't say it on the phone, maybe it's someone who will participate in tomorrow's class reunion."

Shaking her head, Miu put down the microphone that was attached to her ear, and replied with some uncertainty.

"Let me pick it up."

Hearing that it might be a middle school classmate from the class reunion, Takahashi got up and went to the phone, reaching out to take the phone from his wife's hand.

"I'm Takahashi, are you?"

"... Takahashi... Takahashi... Takahashi... I've been waiting for you... I look forward to seeing you again... I look forward to... I look forward to..."

Hearing Takahashi's answer, the owner of the voice on the other end of the phone became excited. She intermittently expressed her excitement about meeting the classmates with a figure accompanied by rapid panting, but she didn't wait for Takahashi to say anything. , and hung up the phone without warning.

beep-

Looking at the hung up phone in his hand and the beeps coming from it, Takahashi's face was filled with doubt and confusion.

He raised his head and glanced at his wife silently in front of him, then turned to look at the child behind him who was still flipping through the album in great interest.

...

Kyoto, Municipal Horikawa High School.

At the entrance of the auditorium, a large sign reads the venue of the Heisei 2 Graduate Alumni Association.

"Isn't this Mrs. Yamaguchi? It's been a long time since I saw you. I almost didn't recognize you?"

"It doesn't matter if you call me Yamato, classmate Qianzi, you still haven't changed much from the past. I'm different. I've become a mother of two children, and even my figure is out of shape..."

"I've heard of you. You're very happy now, Yamato-san, married to a husband who works in a big company."

"It's just normal. Speaking of which, we've all graduated 20 years ago. Time flies by so fast."

"Who said it wasn't? Twenty years ago. At that time, we were still high school students who didn't understand anything. In the blink of an eye, everyone has been in society for such a long time."

In the school hall, the graduates of Heisei 2 gathered in twos and threes to recall the past student days.

"Isn't this Takahashi?"

Holding tea~www.readwn.com~ Seeing Takahashi standing in front of a certain dining table, a man with a Mediterranean look couldn't help but stepped forward and patted his shoulder and shouted excitedly.

"We haven't seen each other in twenty years."

"You are?"

Looking at the man's eye-catching hairstyle in front of him, a hesitant expression flashed across Takahashi's face.

"I'm Yagi, look."

Noticing the suspicious look on Takahashi's face, the man immediately covered the Mediterranean Sea above his head with his hands.

Following his move, Takahashi finally overlapped the other party with a certain face in his memory, and also showed an excited expression: "It turned out to be Yagi, you almost didn't recognize you."

"Well, after graduating from school, I worked hard, and although I succeeded in becoming the head of the club, I paid a heavy price."

Hearing Yagi's words, Takahashi also subconsciously reached out and touched the top of his thinning head, with an expression of empathy on his face.