Mi Xia [Net King]

In Hirano Bixiang's life, life has been smooth and quiet like a river flowing forward without wind and waves, as if all other ups and downs are far away from her, but there are two huge changes in her life. In the middle of it, like a sharp blade piercing through the chest, tightly stuck to the lifeline, cruelly severed all ties with the past.

When she opened her eyes back then, the light of new life shone into her immature pupils, and the sudden tears streaming down her face were not because of the fear of this world, but thanks to the mercy of fate, which allowed her to have parents who loved her once again, and had A warm and beautiful family.During her long growing up, she almost forgot all the memories she had in her previous life. She tried to integrate her heart into this world, just like her appearance.

But it seems that happiness can't last long. A car accident took away all the warmth she depended on for survival overnight, and brought back all the self-deception to its original form.The person she cherished who brought her life carried the last thin hope on her body, longing for her to work hard to live, but they hugged each other in despair and died in the sea of ​​fire, forever buried in the dark ground.

After waking up again, it took her almost a long time to make herself look like an ordinary person.Healing alone, going to school alone, growing up alone, greeting, talking, smiling, and interacting with familiar people, but only she knows, she seems to be a person who is completely outside this world, just in this situation, see this The world is like watching a play, smiling, sad, happy, bitter, come and go, there is only one person, one person picks up and treasures one's own feelings, one person sticks to one's own heart and refuses to let anyone in.

But she always thought that she was real, and the world was real.It's not anime, it's not fantasy.She lives in this world so truly, even if she is alone.

Then, many years later, another accident happened to her life.

He has a pair of deep blue pupils as peaceful as the sky, and purple-gray hair as beautiful as heather in the wilderness. When he looks up at you, he is almost autistic, silent and cold, but delicate like It is carved into ice and snow, condensed with eternal frost.

The child was terribly precocious.

Rational, insightful, and unwavering eyesight looked over, straight as if it could penetrate your heart.He was very clear about his situation and what he should do. Although he was stern and refused to say a word, he was really calm enough to have his own thoughts.Maybe there are some places that are immature in line with their age, but their minds are indeed much higher than those of their peers.

The young child puts a lot of emphasis on the concept of defense between men and women. When Hirano Bixiang bathed him, she refused to take off her pants.He seemed to be very sensitive to other people's emotions. At first he might have been terrified by the kidnapping, a little terrified, but after he was sure that he was in a safe situation, and tested Hirano Bixiang's kindness and patience, he gave his permission. Within the bounds of my life, I began to be a little presumptuous-for example, my own principles.

Hirano Bixiang washed his hair.The child sat obediently on the stool without making a sound.The soft purple-gray hair feels very good around the fingers, but there are some blood stains, and the blood has coagulated, so it is not easy to wash it off.He looked distressed, but he did not suffer any injuries. Except for the strangle marks on his wrist and some fine scratches between his fingers and arms, he was still intact.And after getting wet with water, her handsome and delicate face became tenderer, as if water could be squeezed out.

The skin is ivory white, with a healthy color after a little sun exposure, and looks fine and tender, pampered, really a little nobleman.

After wiping the circles of his eyes clean, she discovered the little mole on the corner of his eye.Suddenly there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity, this inexplicable feeling came so out of season, she suppressed it almost without hesitation.

Hirano Bixiang put a pool full of hot water for him, and after testing the temperature, handed him the towel. Since she didn't want her to do it for her, she must be able to wash it by herself.After pulling the curtain, he walked out of the outside room. There was no clothes he could wear. After thinking about it, he took out a small bathrobe and put it on the counter... although it was still too big... Then he closed the bathroom door and went to prepare dinner.

When the child came out, his face was flushed red by the heat, and even his expressionless face looked more childish and cute.Her hair was still wet, and a towel was rolled up indiscriminately. The bathrobe on her body was too big, and her thin arms and legs were hidden inside. After several rolls, she still had to drag it away.

Hirano Bixiang made a guess, and felt that she would not be able to hold him, so she had to help him dry the moisture on his hair first, and then adjusted the bathrobe for him to wear directly. Although it has entered summer, but just washed You can't always catch cold after taking a shower.Turn around and lead him to the bedroom, let him play alone, then turn around and continue back to the kitchen.

The traditional Japanese food has always been light, and the taste of Hirano Bixiang is also light. The past life has faded to the point where there are only incomplete black and white pictures. I have lived here for many years. Apart from being a little awkward in my bones, I have been basically ignored from the inside out. It's almost assimilated, at least this good cooking skill is all Japanese style.

She doesn't know the child's taste, so she won't go too far if she thinks about it. Tofu with sauce, egg sushi, sliced ​​fish in clear soup, fresh vegetable salad, specially fried tempura, wash your hands after making miso soup, and pick it up. Apron, ready to call the children out of the bedroom to eat.

As soon as she walked to the door, Hirano Bixiang frowned, feeling something was wrong.The feeling conveyed in the air seemed to be extraordinarily anxious and frightening, showing tension and terror, and the heartstrings tightened, and it felt like the atmosphere had returned to the hibiscus bush not long ago.

She stood at the door and listened for a while, but found that there was no sound. She was startled, and without thinking about the unknown possibility, she suddenly pushed open the half-closed door, and saw the child curled up on the head of the bed, his face distorted into panic , Just like the previous expressionless face, this fear seemed to have been ossified, his hands were tightly clutching the bathrobe, the involuntary trembling was clearly visible, even the roots of the teeth were trembling, and the empty eyes were covered with red eyes. Bloodshot, it looks like a trapped animal struggling desperately to get out of the cage, but the loneliness and despair of being abandoned all over the body can deeply bruise the minds of others.

"What's the matter?" Hirano Bixiang took a tentative step forward and asked in a soft voice as much as possible, "Did something happen?"

The child had no way of retreating, he held his head tightly with his hands, his ferocious face seemed to be screaming silently, his sanity collapsed, he was crazy and desperate, painful and fragile.

The light was not turned on, the faint skylight shrouded the room, the window of the bedroom was open, the wind blew the curtains and fluttered gently, the notebook was lying on the cabinet, the light from the screen was scattered, and the indicator light on the keyboard was blinking , The calendar hanging on the wall fell on the floor and was turned into a mess. The mobile phone was also turned out of the bag, opened but thrown on the bed, and the house was in chaos.

Hirano Bixiang looked around, her eyes paused for a moment on the opened search page on the computer screen, and then paused when she scanned the torn page on the calendar, she walked over slowly, picked up the phone, and glanced at the screen , It was on the dial page, a series of numbers were pressed but not dialed out, she glanced at the child again, hesitated for a while, reached out and pressed the connect button, and then pressed the external voice, a slow and regular "beep" The sound echoed in the empty house.

That's purple-gray hair... dark blue eyes... facial features and facial contours... aristocratic temperament...

There was a vague premonition that was suddenly so clear... so clear.

Hirano Bixiang saw the child raised her head suddenly, her eyes were so sharp that it almost made people feel palpitations, her thoughts turned sharply, as if she had sensed what she was doing, and the next second she rushed forward and opened her mouth fiercely. cell phone.

The phone was thrown into the air and hit the ground heavily. The angle of landing was just right, the battery fell out, and the screen went dark all of a sudden.

Only then did she realize that his arm was convulsing, but he didn't seem to feel the severe pain, and his expression didn't even change.

Hirano Bixiang quietly looked down at the tear mole in the corner of his right eye, and suddenly said: "Today is June 2009, 6."

Startled, the child looked up into her eyes and pursed his lips.

"Know 'Ice Emperor'?"

The dark blue pupils narrowed severely.

"Very good." Her voice was calm as if she was repeating something, "5 years ago at the Junior High School Tennis National Conference, I was in Tokyo, in the quarter-finals, I saw the singles match of Ice Emperor 'Emperor' Keigo Atobe... …that was the greatest tennis match I've ever seen."

The child was trembling all over, covering his face with his hands tightly, as if he was going to be swallowed up by despair.

Very good, original.

She paused for a moment, and she stared at him as if confirming something: "The most impressive thing about that game... probably was that Keigo Atobe broke the opponent's selflessness and used his own Proving that he is a real king, he finally lost consciousness at 117:119 in the tie-break, but he still stood proudly on the court, although the defeat was glorious."

The child was dazed and uneasy, as if he had spied some huge secret that he shouldn't know and panicked.

Hirano Bixiang's expression gradually softened, and it could almost be described as tenderness.

Still a kid.Even if he has a mentality higher than his peers, he is still a child after all.He is not the future Ice Emperor who looks down on the world, and he does not have the psychological quality to not change color before the collapse of Mount Tai. He has just experienced a kidnapping, and he may have arrived here at the most dangerous time. Strange...time and space... ... Such an unimaginable thing may fall to anyone, and it will collapse. He is already very strong, very strong.

Hirano Bixiang put her hand on his, and her fingertips touched the cold skin, she took his hand away, and gently stroked his face.

"What's your name?" she asked.

He looked at her, his empty eyes slowly gaining focus.

"Kego Atobe." He said in a low voice, finally showing the grievance and anxiety that ordinary children would have on his face.

"How old is this year?" Her brows and eyes were unusually gentle.

"...7 years old." He paused for a while and answered slowly.

Hirano Bixiang blinked, slightly miscalculating.Just based on his appearance, if he is five or six years old, he is already full, and he is definitely not malnourished, so it means... late development?It seems that it will take a few years before a long branch can be drawn quickly and finally grow to the appearance she remembers.

"So, from the past, or, the parallel world?"

"I do not know."

The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, she paused, stretched out her arms, hugged his body that was still trembling slightly, felt his attitude of slowly accepting from resistance, smiled and said softly: "God let you be in the most dangerous time It's a miracle to be here at this moment. You see, fate brought you to life, met me, gave you an extraordinary experience, it brought you here, and it will always bring you back. Don't be afraid, no one will hurt you again. You are a boy. Boys always learn to be strong."

His head was huddled in her arms, motionless, hot tears slowly penetrated her clothes and fell on the skin.

"Don't be afraid, you'll be fine. The future you still exists so beautifully and proudly... You see, this is a fact that cannot be changed. You don't want to press that number, because you know, it won't help , can only create more difficult troubles, can't it?" Hirano Bixiang still smiled and kissed his hair lightly, "Then, during the time you are wandering in this time and space, are you willing to accept my shelter?"