Chapter 449 Why Not Just Look Up?

The four entered the residential building and asked the old man guarding the lobby. They learned that Ishihara Michiko lived there, so they headed towards her floor.

However, it was clear that her family had not returned, and Michiko Ishihara herself did not know whether she was home. Ran Mouri rang the doorbell several times but received no response.

"Strange? Michiko didn't go home? Where did she go?" Ran Mouri asked with a worried expression, her brow furrowed.

"The rooftop?" Qianzhu suddenly asked.

The other three were stunned for a moment, their hearts skipped a beat, and after exchanging glances, they ran towards the elevator.

Reaching the top floor, they stepped onto the stairs leading to the rooftop. As soon as they opened the door, they saw Michiko Ishihara sitting on the railing with her back to them.

Ran Mouri and the other two were momentarily speechless.

“Mi…Michiko?” Ran Mouri called softly.

Michiko Ishihara was sitting on the railing when she heard her voice, and her legs, which were dangling in the air, paused slightly.

She turned back with a smile on her face, as if she had come to the rooftop simply to enjoy the breeze.

What brings you here?

"Michiko, are you... in a bad mood?" Ran Mouri hesitated for a moment, then cautiously looked at Michiko Ishihara and asked.

Michiko Ishihara gently shook her head, her expression unchanged, though her eyes were dull and lifeless. She chuckled softly, "No, I just don't understand why some parents don't treat their children like children..."

Her voice grew softer and softer until it blended into the breeze.

After a few seconds of silence, she laughed again, feigning relief, and said loudly, "But I don't plan to think about it anymore, because a sparrow with broken wings has no right to return to the sky."

Looking down at the ground, Michiko Ishihara's gaze was slightly unfocused as she murmured softly, "It's so high... I can enjoy my freedom for a little while now..."

"Michiko!" Ran Mouri and the other two couldn't help but take a few steps toward her, but she quickly called them back.

Seeing that Michiko Ishihara kept looking down, they were extremely anxious, their minds racing, trying to find a reason to persuade her to come down.

Qianzhu, who had been calmly watching this scene from the doorway, looked up at the sky, then slowly stepped forward, gently patted Ran's shoulder, smiled slightly, and whispered, "Let me do it."

Michiko Ishihara took a deep breath and leaned forward slightly, when she heard a gentle call from behind her.

"Michiko."

She suddenly stopped moving and turned around to look.

The smiling boy gazed at her tenderly, his amber eyes sparkling like stars and the bright moon.

“Jing…Jingmu…” Michiko Ishihara stared blankly at him, the image of the broken wreckage flashing through her mind, and the suppressed tears and pain burst forth.

"If you're feeling down, coming here for some fresh air is definitely a good idea," Qianzhu said gently, her eyes crinkling with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Michiko Ishihara wiped away her tears, forced a smile, and nodded, "Mm..."

"It's okay if you don't force yourself to laugh."

Qianzhu pointed to the sky and spoke naturally, as if in casual conversation, "You've been looking down the whole time, so you probably don't know what the sky looks like right now, right? Why don't you look up and take a look?"

Looking at his gentle expression, Michiko Ishihara couldn't help but look up.