"Can't speak?"
----Is that so?
"What happened?"
----I want to know too.
"Are you okay?"
I could only nod and shake my head, but couldn't express what I wanted to express.
At the beginning, I often felt lonely. As I grew up, I worked hard to get rid of this loneliness.
I don't have the ability to speak, but I can make my hands dexterous and I can listen carefully to what others say.
"Can I read you a Japanese song?"
Nod.
"The mountains of deep grass contain cherry blossoms,
Can you sympathize with my injury?
But I beg you this year,
Can be released with Mo Dai. "
---This year, now.
---Is it now?
Thanks to YukimuraChika for the cover~Thank you girl~
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