Red Threads Disconnected

Chapter 13: Dafira's little note

A beautiful woman with long black hair was sitting in front of her bedroom window.

He is seen writing a book that is pink, with a cherry blossom painting in front of him.

He smiled at his own smile, while filling the book sheet by sheet, but not infrequently the girl put on a sad face when he reread the series of writings that he made a few years ago.

"My favorite memory's. I'm sorry I rarely see and fill you in now. For many years I have felt unable every time I look at your contents, therefore forgive me if I never pour another story in you".

"Oh yes there is one thing I want to tell you, today exactly in the morning I met his sister Rachel, you must have known who Rachel was because in your past the name was written so much that it filled you".

"Rahel's sister also told me about the dark past that Rachel had passed through, and she also said that there was a message sent by Rachel for me. I was so curious when Rachel wrote the letter, but her sister Rachel would not answer it at all".

"Well, my favorite memory, get here first my story, see you next time".

The woman closed her little notebook, then looked out the window right next to the study table. The woman was none other than Dafira who was currently enjoying the night sky.

Such gentle gusts of night wind felt like stroking Dafira's cheek. Dafira enjoyed it so much then looked at the space that was being sprinkled with stars, the twinkling night star was so tempting Dafira to go out and chat directly with the atmosphere of the night.

"really beautiful". So said Dafira while staring at the star in the balcony of his room. Then a moment was looking at the star of the Japanese legend story immediately crossed Dafira's mind.

"Hey Rachel, is it true that you are currently watching us from the star ??".

Dafira's face again looked sad, then a strong wind immediately hit Dafira as if to convey a warm hug from Rachel who heard Dafira's voice that night.

Dafira also immediately spread his hand and closed his eyes, he was so enjoying the strong wind that seemed to be giving him a hug.

Thirty minutes later, Dafira chose to go back into his room because the night air was already unhealthy.

After entering the room Dafira tidied a small notebook on a special shelf shelf. Above the shelf looks goods that are so cute and funny with a neat arrangement. Dafira smiled and clasped his fingers down one by one the shelf, without realizing it...

"Shelf !!!".

Dafira's wiggly finger running down the shelf dropped another small note.

"Oh... Yampun !". Dafira was shocked by the sound of the book's fall.

Dafira quickly picked it up and placed it on the shelf should have been, but before doing that Safira's hands stopped and her eyes could not turn to look at the book in her hands.

Curiously, Dafira took the book to her bed, where she sat down and opened the first page of the book.

As expected, the book was a memory he had long since left behind.

Dafira immediately placed the book in the bottom drawer, and threw his body on the mattress with a blanket covering his face.

Dafira tried so hard to sleep and forget all the contents of the useless book, but again the smile of a man who he considered special approached his subconscious.

"Ahh~~I won't be able to sleep tonight".