For anyone, treat the disease and deal with the problem if there is a problem.

What are you most afraid of...

What I fear most is that the person involved has no idea that he is sick or has any problems...

because……

Since I don't know...

There is no way to solve it.

There is no way to solve it...

It cannot be solved.

That's the most terrible thing.

...

"…Do you know what you were doing just now?"

After staring at the young scholar for a while, the woodcutter spoke slowly.

...

The young scholar who was staring at the inexplicably uneasy was stunned.

Just now……

What is he doing?

"I……"

The young scholar spoke subconsciously.

He is...

Then he was stunned.

...

He needs to think about it.

He just...

...

"Can't remember?"

The woodcutter's eyebrows are tall.

"You're kicking the tree!"

The woodcutter gave the answer directly.

He is not playing a guess-guess game with young scholars now.

...

Kicking the tree?

The next second, the young scholar's eyes lit up.

He remembered it!

right!

"I'm kicking the tree!"

The young scholar nodded and replied loudly.

He is kicking the tree.

...

woodcutter:……

The young scholar looked happy to get the answer.

There is no sense of the seriousness of the problem.

The woodcutter slowly breathed.

Don't be anxious.

He told himself.

Take your time.

...

“…Why are you kicking a tree?”

The woodcutter did not say how much impact he was when he saw the young scholar kicking a tree...

He asked as the young scholar said.

...

yes.

Why kick the tree?

Releasing emotions?

What happened to make the young scholar have such a big temper?

The woodcutter vaguely had some guesses.

...

"Why……"

"Kick the tree..."

The young scholar subconsciously looked at the tree.

Memories appeared in his mind a little dull.

Finally he found the answer.

"…The black monster ignores me..."

The young scholar pursed his lips.

"Just eat only."

"I don't even look at me."

"I obviously said so much to it..."

“I just hope it will give me some response.”

“Some answers.”

...

really.

The woodcutter sighed in his heart.

It's the so-called black monster again.

For this black monster that only exists in the mouth of a young scholar...

...

As for the child who saw the black monster at the wife's brother's house...

The woodcutter believes that it is not referenceable.

Who knows what the child saw?

Maybe you can see something wrong.

.....

The young scholar really looks like a devil.

The woodcutter doesn't understand...

Do you care about that black monster so much?

For him, the black monster disappeared.

I have never understood the idea that the young scholar wants to see the black monster again.

But the situation of the young scholar still gave him a three-month deadline.

In his opinion, these three months have made the young scholars give up.

Unexpectedly...

The young scholar actually left home in the middle of the night for the black monster, and went to the dangerous forest alone...
To be continued...