But she also spent more time in the hospital than other children.

In a sleeping state.

...

She doesn't seem to have endless energy like other children.

She is always tired easily.

It's easy to get sleepy.

She has a bad memory.

Wake up from the hospital and forget about the past.

...

How many children remember what happened two years ago?

...

Missed two years...

If not...

The child will never think of this.

...

Orange was stunned.

She was a little confused.

Don't know what the child wants to say?

Just some.

After all, you don’t have to be too serious when talking to your children.

...

Orange's eyes are soft.

"Why did the baby remember it again?"

Orange asked as the child said.

...

The child looked a little dazed.

“…I had a dream.”

...

"A dream?"

Orange was a little surprised by this answer.

Dream...?

...

"Um."

The child nodded.

...

"I dreamed of that day..."

The child's voice became lighter and lighter.

As if I was afraid of disturbing something...

“…What a beautiful maple leaf…”

The red maple leaves are flying all over the sky.

It filled her entire vision.

“…like a butterfly…”

The graceful curves outline stunning lines.

“They are dancing…”

The child unconsciously waved his hands.

A dreamy look appeared on his face.

...

Rotate and jump, full of vitality.

...

Each butterfly separates and gathers together.

Then he whistled towards her.

Her eyes widened.

It seems a little scared.

I can't bear to move my eyes away.

Or, she couldn't leave her sight.

...

She felt her body become lighter.

Countless butterflies lifted her up.

The wind swept across her cheeks.

Blow up her hair.

She spread her arms.

It feels great.

She had never felt so relaxed.

Her smile rarely has a hint of wantonness.

...

"……Baby."

Orange still screamed.

Her hand gently touched the child's face.

This kid...

There was a hint of worry in Orange's eyes.

...

The pale face of the child lying on the hospital bed turned red.

A bright light shining in his eyes.

Open your hands...

A butterfly muttered in his mouth.

It's like flying away like a butterfly.

...

Seeing that the child did not respond, Orange took his hand back.

She turned to hold the child's hand.

...

This kid...

Why is it a bit like a devilish maniac...

Oranges increase the strength in their hands.

"Baby!"

Oranges increase the volume.

"Baby!"

...

The child's eyes were blurred.
To be continued...