[Ghost Slayer] Haruyuki

I have been weak since childhood.

When children of the same age were already playing in thin clothes and covered in mud, I could only be in the innermost part of the courtyard, on the wooden corridor at the door of my room, hugged by my mother, and covered with thick cloth. Wrap my body and prevent me from being harmed by a single wind.

If I want to have a little bit of playfulness, what awaits me is the next day when I will be bedridden. As time goes by, the children around me are not willing to interact with me, and my mother seems to be afraid that a little noise will knock me into pieces. Yes, protect me firmly.

I am weak, and I inherited my father. Every time my mother scolded him, she always said: "Short-lived ghost, I haven't had a good life for a few days since I married him." But I know that because my mother admires my father's talents, That's why she married him recklessly. Even if she said hateful words, she definitely didn't think so in her heart.Not only did I inherit my father's physique, but I also looked more like him in appearance, so a large part of the emotions my mother poured into me came from her feelings for my father. Compared with my daughter, I was more like her thinking about the past. The human hub, my mother's protection for me, has gradually become something else under the torture of life.

There is a shallow pond in the yard, which my father asked someone to set up for my mother when I first moved here. However, until my father passed away, my mother did not raise the goldfish that was originally planned in the pond. After I asked her once, she told me Say, "I'm too busy to take care of you."

The child's sensitivity made me feel like I was being hit in the head. My mother clearly didn't mean to hate me in her words, but I deeply understood that I was a burden to my mother.

My father passed away early, and my mother was born beautiful. It is not difficult to remarry. It must be because I have dragged her down.After I had this idea once, I felt more and more sorry for my mother, and gradually became taciturn.My mother didn't care about this at all. She thought that I was just like my father, but my temper was dull and I was naturally less talkative than others.

Until I grew up a little bit and was able to get out of bed and play with some stones and weeds in the yard, I was still not very interested. As long as I looked up, I could only see the outer wall of the yard and the trees hanging from the top of the wall. The day-to-day scene of the willow tree is the first time in my life to completely remember the seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter. I still have some inexplicable freshness about the changes of the four seasons in this small world, but it is a little bigger. When the records became clearer, I found that the narrow wooden cage was still the same and lifeless.

The first friend in my life was also met at this time.

When I was about ten years old, one day, a new neighbor came to visit me. I was in the courtyard. When I heard the voice of outsiders, I ran over in a panic. I saw my mother, the same lady with a good temperament. Standing at the gate of the courtyard and talking.

Children always have a strange kind of tacit understanding. Just when I was about to leave secretly, I met a boy next to the lady.

The boy seemed to be about my age, with a pair of round eyes that were very full, and the hair on his forehead was piled up on one side, like the feathers of an upturned bird. The strangest thing was that his hair color was completely different from mine. I am Very plain black, the boy's hair is yellow and golden, with red ends.I decided that he must be made of some kind of rare bird, like the golden-red bird mentioned in my father's article. When it raises its wings, the feathers under the wings must be a brilliant and dazzling color.

When my mother saw me coming out, she probably thought I was too reckless, so she led me to greet this family.

Only then did I know that this family’s surname was “Purgatory”. In my child’s mind at the time, I thought that their family might not be human beings, but I couldn’t talk to my mother, so I had to secretly hide my big discovery in my heart.

Until one time when my mother was not at home and I was sitting in a daze at the gate of the yard staring at the discolored maple tree, that boy was passing by my door. For some reason, I had the courage to go up to him and ask him:

"Purgatory, are you a monster? Why is the color of your hair different from mine?"

If I knew what shame was at that time, I would never have asked such incredible rude words. Looking back now, I don't think there is any "children's nonsense" ridiculous, but I feel that I It was outrageous, saying extremely impolite words to someone I met for the first time.

At that time, Xing Shoulang was not angry, but said loudly to me: "Our family is like this! I am human!"

But I breathed a sigh of relief, there are only two people in my family, if the other party is a monster, then I really don't know what to do!

But when his round eyes looked at me, I thought he was very interesting, so I exchanged names with him.

This is the first and second meeting between me and Xing Shoulang.

In the past, even when my mother went out, I had no interest in leaving my small courtyard. After I met Xing Shoulang, I often went to play with him secretly after my mother went out. He didn't know about it at first. After leaking his words, he said sharply to me: "Qingzi, I don't think you should keep it from your aunt. Our relationship is a normal friendship. Besides, we are neighbors, and my aunt will not stop you from playing with me."

But I felt that there was a bolt from the blue. In my heart, my mother was the one who couldn't understand me, and Xing Shoulang was my only friend, but my friend didn't speak for me.I seemed to be really angry with him at the time, and I just ran home like that and didn't want to talk to him.

I used to be bored every day, but after I lost Xing Shoulang, I felt that life was even more difficult, and I also felt boring when I was lying at home and reading a book.The weeds beside the pond have multiplied and become a mess, and even the moss on the stone has thickened.

Xing Shoulang didn't come to see me, so I continued to get angry and didn't look for him.I continued to read the romantic stories left by my father at home, but suddenly one day, when I woke up, thinking that I would never see Xing Shoulang again in the long years, I felt that it was really impossible, so I secretly asked my mother , I learned that it was not that he didn't come to me, but that his mother passed away.

"Hey, Kiyoko, Kiyoko, you are the stupidest idiot in Japan, a vulgar thing among vulgar things, no amount of language can embellish your stupidity."

I threw the book in my hand, feeling so stupid that I didn't even realize that my mother was going to attend the funeral of Xing Shoulang's mother. I was only immersed in my stupid fantasy. I was immersed in it for another three days before knocking on the door of his house.

I didn't expect him to apologize to me first when he saw me.

"I'm sorry, Qingzi, I failed to consider your feelings and said something that hurt you."

Xing Shoulang looks a little less energetic than before, I even think his face is thinner than usual.Before this, I wanted to come to apologize to him, and then comfort him as a friend, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't say a single word that made me memorize the manuscript for three days.

Looking at his face, I just kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

I messed up everything, and he was so gentle with me.

Xing Shoulang took my hand and came to my mother personally and said that he hoped to allow me to go to their house to play, and he would take good care of me. I thought my mother would simply refuse, but she agreed with a smile.

"Xing Shoulang, I feel relieved. Xing Shoulang is different from those rough-handed and thick-footed children. He is a very careful child who knows how to take care of others."

As for Xing Shoulang, he took my hand and solemnly told my mother: "I will definitely take care of Qingzi, please rest assured."

Xing Shoulang is different from my lack of interest in everything. He is a very fiery person, just like the literal meaning, but he is serious about everything he does.Although I was looking for him to play, it’s actually more like we are doing our own things in the same space. Xing Shoulang is different from me. He is practicing sword every day, and he spends less and less time on playing. He sat down nearby and read a book.

Xing Shoulang also has a younger brother, who was carved out of the same mold as him, but has a very cute and cute personality. I am very keen to tell him stories, and tell him the stories I read from my father's library. .

Xing Julang never stopped me, until he mentioned this matter to me later, he said: "Mother passed away before Senjuro could remember much, and he basically has no memory of his mother. I'm not good at it, Senjuro likes you very much, and I think it's good too."

The situation of his family, after getting along for a long time, I also understand a little bit. Every time Xing Julang’s father saw me, he didn’t say anything. Qianjulang said that he has always been like that, and it is impolite to just comment on other people’s family affairs without authorization. , I never just acted like nothing happened.

After that, I felt more and more that Xing Julang was different from me, and was very remarkable. If only I was as strong-willed as him, Xing Julang must be someone who can do great things——I thought so in my heart at the time.

This winter was colder than usual, I had already wrapped up a thick scarf, and when I came to the yard of Xingjurou's house with a book in his arms, he had already started practicing swordsmanship as usual, and Senjurou had already woken up. Holding the sword, he came to the yard to practice with his brother.

I asked him before, what is the purpose of practicing swordsmanship so hard?It's just that he seemed to have misunderstood it at the time, and answered that I wanted to protect others, so I didn't go into it further, thinking that I was going to be a police officer or something.Senjuro also practiced sword together, but since I watched Xingjulang practice since I was a child, I know that Senjuro still owes a lot of work, but their family seems to attach great importance to swordsmanship, and I consciously never interrupted.

During the break, Senshouro brought out a few plump sweet potatoes and asked us if we would like to roast them, so we lit the fallen leaves that had been swept together in the yard, and several people gathered around to wait for the sweet potatoes to be cooked.

When I stood side by side with Xingjurou, I realized that I didn't even reach his shoulders. I hadn't noticed this in the past, and the younger Senjurou probably only reached the bottom of my chest. The three of us When the two stand close together, they have three heights, just like a slanted bamboo.

The smoke from burning leaves rises slowly, circles the bare branches above the head, and rises leisurely.

The waiting process was very boring. Qianshoulang would turn the sweet potato over with a twig from time to time. He seemed to think of something, and suddenly asked, "Brother, are you going to take the exam next week?"

"Exam?" I looked at Xing Shoulang, he didn't mention it at all, is it a police exam?

"Well! When I go out, Senshouro has to take good care of my father and Kiyoko."

"Wait... what exam?"

Senjuro seemed to feel that he was talking too much, and he didn't know how to explain it to me, so he turned to look at Xingjurou with some anxiety.

"The selection test for the Demon Slayer Squad...is that meaningful?" Uncle Makijuro appeared behind him at some point, with one hand resting on the sliding door, and he was still wearing thin clothes, but he was indeed very energetic. It seems to be very disapproving of Xing Shoulang's behavior.

"Father, it's so cold, you'll get sick if you wear so little, please pay attention to your body." Xing Shoulang didn't mind his father's bad words at all, and I couldn't help guessing that uncle usually poured cold water on them in the same way.

At this time, Senjuro always kept his head down and remained silent. In the deadlocked atmosphere, I wanted to comfort him, so I put my hand on his shoulder, trying to give him some strength.

"If you go to a place like the Ghost Killing Squad, those without talent will die soon. Anyway, you and I won't be able to achieve great things, so what if we go, it's just a stepping stone for others."

After finishing speaking, he slammed the door and went in by himself.

Seeing my friend being humiliated by my elders at my friend's house made me feel uncomfortable. For a while, I felt that my uncle was too unreasonable, but I didn't want to embarrass their brothers, so I simply squatted down and said, "Sweet potato is like It's ripe, let's eat sweet potatoes, it's a pity that the weather will get cold soon."

"Mm, um..." Senshouro came back to his senses and knelt down next to me, as if he wanted to avoid everything that happened just now.

So we put the baked sweet potatoes in our hands one by one with thick paper, and stood under the tree to enjoy.

Although what my uncle said just now is not pleasant, but from what he said, the Demon Slayer Squad is a very dangerous place, and Xing Jurou is only a few years older than me, so is he going to that kind of place?

"...Xing Julang." I still couldn't hold back, and asked, "Is the Ghost Slayer Squad dangerous? Can you tell me why you want to go to the Ghost Slayer Squad?"

The Xing Julang I know has a strong sense of responsibility since he was a child. I thought he would be a policeman or something, but I think he is quite knowledgeable, and I have never heard of the "ghost killing team". Let Xing Julang want to go to a place that is more in line with his ideals than the police and the like...

How dangerous is it?

Under the explanation of the two brothers, I finally accepted their statement.

Do you actually want to fight a creature that is not human?

It was clear that I was not the one who was going to fight, but I had the idea of ​​retreating, but I wanted to say something, but after seeing Xing Shourou's expression, I finally chose to give up.

I don't want to insult his ideals and goals with my weak words, and presumably he doesn't want to hear those words from me.

Until the day when I got up early to send him away from home, I couldn't say anything, until the last thing I said was: "Be careful and come back safely."

And Xing Shoulang told me that he promised me.

"Hmm, I made a promise with you! I will definitely come back safely!"

Senshouro, who felt my depression at the side, told me: "My brother is very good, and he will definitely return safely."

Whenever Xing Julang leaves my life, I have no concept of time, morning, noon and evening look the same to me, I pretend to count with my fingers what day it is, but in fact I can’t remember Xing Julang at all After walking for a few days, it hadn’t snowed outside the window for a long time, and the cold air remained unchanged. I just nestled in my courtyard, and my mother didn’t bother to talk to me, so I just read and didn’t talk.

Later, I saw an owl in the illustrated book, and the paintings on the illustrated book were lifelike, depicting [-]% of the animal's form on the paper, so I ran to Purgatory with this book, hoping to share the news with Senjuro.

As soon as I stepped into the yard, before I greeted Qianshourou, someone came in behind me and announced to us in a loud voice: "I'm back!"

I turned my head, and Xing Shoulang was right behind me, wearing a black uniform. The snow fell on the hair on the top of his head, and some of it had turned into water drops, hanging down a little bit along the end of his hair. He was full of energy, with a pair of eyes He was full of energy, and after seeing me and Qianjulang, he smiled contentedly.

I can't think of anything in my mind, it's like a cloud of fine snow all over the sky, a misty white, when I came back to my senses, the book in my hand was just thrown into the snowdrift on the ground.

I just rushed over and hugged him.

The original illusory and unreliable feeling became real at the moment when I saw him. He obviously came here on snow like me, but he didn't have the slightest smell of ice and snow on his body. I was inspired by joy , I forgot the previous feeling of confusing time, and a sudden sense of happiness made me a little dizzy.

I didn't realize how out of control I was until Senjuro threw himself into his arms, and Xingjurou comforted us like he was hugging two small animals.

But she was too embarrassed to just push him away, and simply persuaded herself to lean on him and feel his warmth.

I wondered if it was as warm as his body when the snow melted in spring.A little closer to his temperature, the cold disappeared, and under the melted snow, the silhouette of the sun was revealed, welcoming the clear and clear sky.

Senshouro was crying so hard, I wanted to laugh at him, but found that my nose was sore too.

Kyojuro gently rubbed Senjurou's head.

"Well, we made an agreement, I said I would do it!"

"What about in the future?" I buried my head on his chest and asked him in a muffled voice, "Will this agreement work in the future?"

"Yeah! It's always worked! Qingzi knows that I won't break my promise. I will definitely do what I promised you and Qianshoulang, no matter it's once, a hundred times, or a thousand times."

"Then you will always be safe in the future, whether it is once, a hundred times, or a thousand times, you must come back like today, complete and safe before us."

"I make a deal with you!"

Ah, please, must, must not break your promise, not even once.

After spring came, it was supposed to be a season of vitality, but my mother suddenly fell ill and coughed uncontrollably every day.The medicine stone has no effect at all, the disease is fierce, I am a little messed up, but my mother told me that she is just lingering, people who are raped by the disease are always full of mistrust about their own recovery, and the same is true for my mother , very pessimistic.

"I'm going to see your father."

"Please don't say such things... You are still young and your body has always been strong. You will be fine. I read in the book that when people are sick, you must maintain a healthy attitude. If you don't believe that you can How can you overcome the pain if you are cured?"

Every time I hold my mother's hand to persuade her not to give up, she always shakes her head wearily, and then lies down again.

My mother was declining day by day, but I was helpless. I watched my loved ones slowly lose weight in front of me, and I was also suffering from inhuman suffering. My understanding of happiness was always long overdue. When my mother was by my side, I always thought of She was strict with me, but when my mother was weak, I only remembered her gentle and careful treatment of me.

The more irritable I seemed, the calmer my mother was, the more she seemed content to accept death, the more I resented myself.

Sensing my mood, she just took mine in her thin hand and told me:

"When I'm gone, then find someone you like to marry. I know that it's too lonely to be alone. When I was young, I thought I had love, and I was satisfied in my heart. I didn't know how to be hungry. When you were born , I realized that life is life, and you are my only child, so you must live well, so that I can feel at ease, and so can your father."

"Stop it...you don't say it...mother..."

"I know that children always have some opinions on their parents. I have the same opinion on my parents. My parents don't like your father very much, but I still insist on staying with him." My mother saw that I was very similar to my father. His face seemed to gain strength again, "Fortunately, your father is also very good to me. But you must not learn from me, I know you don't like to hear me say these great principles, just this time, Qingzi, you must listen to me Of... marry someone who treats you well."

"I know, I know, mother."

A strong omen rose in my heart, and I quickly tried to stop her from speaking, but my mother seemed to have exhausted all her strength to finish these words. When I lowered my head, the oil lamp had already dried up and passed away.

The funeral was just a few days later, and there were only a few people who came. My mother and father moved here after they got married, and the interpersonal relationship became simpler. Coupled with the fact that I had to take care of me who was frail, my mother’s social circle was even narrowed to almost harshness.

When Senjuro came, I realized that Xingjulang had been away for nearly two months. When I was with my mother day and night, I only remembered how to serve my mother every day. Senjuro knew about this and visited me several times during the period. But I really couldn't afford to be distracted. After thanking him every time, I continued to devote myself to my mother.

"My brother hasn't come back yet, so..."

"It's okay, Senjuro. It's okay."

As long as he is safe and sound.

As long as he is safe and sound, no matter how long the wait is, it is not waiting, everything is meaningful.

About half a month later, Xing Shoulang came back.

At that time, the spring day had already come to an end, it was almost early summer, and the weather was already a little hot. I was reading and practicing calligraphy in a cool room. At this time, someone knocked on the door of my house. Come to my house and knock on the door.

When I saw Xing Shoulang standing at the door, I realized that he seemed to have grown taller, more upright than before.

"I'm sorry. Aunt... was not by your side."

The current scene is very similar to when his mother passed away, I went to him, but Xing Shoulang apologized to me as soon as he opened his mouth. It has been so long, but today it reminds me of what he said to me at that time, and When taking me to my mother, I promised my mother that "I will take good care of me".

I was stunned for a while before I found my voice.

"You don't need to apologize to me..."

You clearly did nothing wrong.

"I promised. I promised my aunt that I would take good care of you. I said I would never break my promise."

"No, you didn't break your word...you've been doing great."

He was wearing different clothes than usual, and there was a layer of haori on the outside of the team uniform. My attention had already been cast on him. I pulled him closer to my yard and said, "It's almost summer, you Isn't it hot? Don't you usually only wear team uniforms, why do you add one outside when the weather gets hot?"

"Qingzi." Xing Shoulang shook my hand and explained to me: "I'm a pillar."

I heard a lot from Senjuro, and I couldn't help but feel joy for him: "Great, I know you will be able to, Xingjuro has always been very good."

After both of my dearest relatives passed away, I seldom have such vivid emotions, not to mention that I am sincerely happy for his joy.

"Do uncle and Qianshoulang know? Ah, come in and tell me, I'll prepare tea for you."

I rummaged through the cabinets to find snacks, and I found some dried fruits and the like that I could take out.

We sat down facing each other in the open room, the weather was a little hot, I just worked a little bit, and there was a little sweat on my forehead.

"Knowing that you have become a pillar, uncle should have changed, right?" I asked tentatively.

But he shook his head and told me: "No, my father is not happy. Qingzi also knows that my father thinks this is meaningless."

I was dumbfounded for a moment, but Xing Shoulang continued: "But I will not be frustrated! My enthusiasm will not die because of this!"

"Well, it's very your style. I know that Xing Julang has always been a person who sticks to his goals."

"Besides, there is another important matter when I came here today! I have mentioned it to my aunt before. What my aunt means is that in the end, I have to see what Qingzi himself means. I think so too. Qingzi's idea is the most important."

Xing Shoulang put down the tea in his hand, then straightened his body, and sat down in an extremely regular posture.

"Will you marry me and be my wife?"

I can't quite remember how I answered it at the time, I just remember that I escaped from that scene in a panic, and the recollection afterwards is also very vague.

At that time, the feelings of longing and turmoil in love were running wildly in my heart, and I couldn't find where the balance of my heart fell. I wanted to agree, but I felt in my heart that I was not worthy of him.Xing Shoulang is different from me who was wasting my time. He is a person with a bright and open future. Now that he has become a pillar, it is almost a conclusion for his excellence. No, I have always known that he is excellent, subconsciously. He is the sun that I follow, radiating light and heat in the driest place in my heart, spreading the courage to make me work hard to live.

However, I cannot tolerate my humble feelings to defile him.

I am worthless, so I should not be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.How can I use my own existence to bring a little bit of inadequacy to his flawless life?

I began to reflect on myself, why there was a faint longing in my heart, but I didn't have the courage to accept it.Unlike the bold Kyojuro, I am a complete coward, taking this step is as difficult as climbing a cliff for me, he probably doesn't know it?

So my world was messed up by Xing Shoulang's marriage proposal.

After sending him off, he just told me: "Don't worry about my thoughts! What Qingzi thinks is the most important thing!"

I am annoyed, how could I not care about your thoughts?It is because I care too much about your thoughts that I become indecisive and afraid of happiness and the future.

Senshouro secretly came to check on me, he said: "Brother will go out to perform missions again soon. If you can't tell your brother, can you tell me?"

I don't know who paid attention to them, maybe Qianshou Lang himself was too worried, so he wanted to come to talk to me face to face.Every time I want to speak, I feel that after I say my thoughts, they may not be what they want to hear. I have been infested by my own troubles all the time.

My hesitation made Senjurou very worried.

"Senjuro." I said a little uneasy, "...I don't think I'm good enough for him. Please tell him, it's not his problem, it's my own problem. Xingjurou can find a better wife than me."

As I spoke, I became a little incoherent: "There will be girls who are more suitable for him than me, don't worry. I am in poor health and have no strengths, but Xing Shoulang has been taking care of me for so long because of responsibility. Responsibility, so that the rest of his life will also be tied to me."

When Senjuro left, I was still thinking whether my words were inappropriate just now, but when I thought about telling all of them, Senjuro would probably tell Xingjurou my concerns, and he probably wouldn't mention it again.

The uneasiness hovering in my heart fell to the ground at this moment, transforming into a sense of sadness and bitterness.

A few days later, Senjuro brought me a handwritten letter.

"Brother... went on a mission. He asked me to tell Sister Qing Zi. He said that you must read this letter carefully, and then consider his suggestion again."

Opening the letter, it was the handwriting that Xing Shoulang was familiar with.

To Kiyoko:

It was just when the summer wind was blowing, I wrote this letter, hoping that after understanding my mind, Qingzi could re-examine her own heart and consider my suggestion again.

Kiyoko Do you remember when we first met?You stood behind your aunt and looked at me very curiously. You don't know what I look like in your eyes. In my eyes, Qingzi is a very small girl who can be blown down by a gust of wind. My mother told me , because you have been weak since childhood, you look much weaker than children of the same age.

When we met again, you thought I was a monster. I thought it was very funny. Looking back now, Qingzi was a little scared at the time, right?But she mustered up the courage to ask me because she wanted to protect her aunt. In fact, Qingzi loved her aunt more than she thought, and she was also more courageous than she thought.

My father was also very optimistic at the time, and thought it was good for boys to be lively. My parents also felt that I should make more friends with my peers, so every time Qingzi came to play with me, I was very happy.

I was still very immature at the time, and I said something to Qingzi without considering your mood. Compared with me, Qingzi has always been much more sensitive. I said it, but like his mother, he also felt that Qingzi was a very good child.

After my mother passed away, I have been taking care of my younger brother, but I know that I am very inadequate. Kiyoko is different from me. She has a quiet temperament and is also smart and eager to learn. Senjuro read many books with Kiyoko and grew up to be a very polite child. , Qing Zi contributed a lot.And when you taught Senshourou, you were very gentle, and Senshouro's child was also very close to you.

When I participated in the selection for the Demon Slayer Squad, you were always worrying and praying for me. Senjuro told me all about it. You were worried that he would feel uneasy and lonely, and you often took time to accompany him. Senjurou kept it in mind.

On the day I came back, you and Senshouro hugged me from one side to the other. Although you didn't cry and held back your tears, that feeling couldn't be faked. I am more touched.

We have been together with Qingzi for a long time. In my heart, Qingzi has long been my family.That's why it was logical to ask my aunt to make Qingzi my wife.

Maybe it's because I have never clearly conveyed the meaning of this aspect, and you have been misunderstood.I want Qingzi and Qingzi to be family members, not out of a sense of responsibility to take care of you. I think that if the two parties can't communicate with each other, even if they get married, they will become bitter couples. I don't want our relationship to become like that.

So I want to explain to Qingzi that I like Qingzi.

It's not because Qingzi is a responsibility I have to bear, that's why I want to marry Qingzi, but because I like Qingzi, I want to marry Qingzi, and I want Qingzi to be my responsibility.

I also want to spend the rest of my life with Kiyoko.

When I finished reading the letter, my legs were already a little numb, and an indescribable emotion seemed to be choking in my throat. The torment that I had lived through the past seemed to be gone without a trace, and I felt that my heart seemed to be full of strength again, Since then, I have always thought that I am a very inadequate person, and I am very ashamed of my own inadequacy, but Xing Shoulang admitted me, I never thought about what I am in the eyes of others, and tied myself back into A strange circle.

I don't know what my life would be like if I didn't meet Xing Julang. I know that if I don't know me, his life will still be wonderful, but if I don't know him, I will live in denial of myself for about a lifetime Bar.

I never told Xing Shoulang how important he is to me, how much light and heat he has brought to me, but now these meager words are irrelevant, I want to tell him that this time I will take the initiative to hold his hand .

Also, I like Xing Julang, very much.

When Xing Shoulang came back again, it was already autumn. When I saw him, my original anticipation turned into apprehension. I have been waiting for him with anticipation all this time, and I can only wait.After Xing Shoulang came back, he came to me after packing up. I counted the red leaves on the tree anxiously in the courtyard.

"Qingzi! This time, I'll keep the promise and come back!"

"Ah."

I just watched him appear in front of me from a distance, and I felt very satisfied, as if the phantom in my heart for a long time became real and appeared in front of me.

"Hmm, so Qingzi can tell me your answer?"

We stood under the tree, and the falling red leaves fell on his hair, which blended perfectly with the red at the end of his hair. Xing Shoulang's expression was sincere, and I couldn't help laughing.

"Well! Please tell me your answer! Would you like to be my wife?"

Picking off the red leaves that fell on his head, I whispered, "I am willing."

"The voice is a bit low, and I can't hear it very clearly."

...Come on, you will be a ghost if you can't hear, and you can meet his shining eyes. I became lost again, so I had to say it again: "I am willing, I am willing."

That's the end of the matter, because of our age, we're just engaged, from ordinary friends to fiancée relationship.The sudden change did not cause much change to our lives. Xing Julang is still the same, and I can’t see him often because of the work of the ghost killing team, but I have been used to this feeling of missing him before, and I probably won’t be in the future. will change.

About a year later, during the bitter summer, I felt that my body was not refreshing, but I didn't think much about it. I thought it was caused by my greed for cold. Later, it continued until autumn, but it didn't get better, and I actually started coughing.Xing Shoulang was very worried that I would live alone, and suggested that I move there. I thought I was fine, so I refused.

In winter, I will work even harder. Previously, the doctor only told me to take care of my body. My body is too weak, so let me take it easy.