The whole world wants to keep me in captivity [Comprehensive]

Qiao Ran turned the small box around again, stretched out his hand to shake it, but found that there was no heavy object in the box, only a soft sound like a piece of paper.

He frowned, turned the small box upside down, and a piece of snow-white paper fell gently into his hand.

"Yato...is it open?"

After Qiao Ran read it, there was a string of numbers like a phone number written below the sentence, and there were a few words written behind the string of numbers——

"—No matter what trouble you have, I can help you solve it!"

Next to it, a big smiling face was drawn.

The Fusangshen around him noticed the small box, frowned and said, "Master, why is there an extra wooden box in this shrine?"

Qiao Ran stuffed the piece of paper in thoughtfully, and said, "Maybe it's a child's prank."

He held Sawada Tsunayoshi who was still sleeping soundly in his left hand, and looked at the crowd beside him.

In front of the quaint wooden box, people are still praying.Qiao Ran weighed the small box, and said to those fusangshen jokingly, "Why don't we just put the sesame oil money here? Where to pray is not to learn to pray, as long as you do your best. "

Yizheng didn't expect his master to say that, but as Fusangshen, he didn't really believe in things like shrines, so he smiled and said, "I will listen to the master's orders."

The rest of the swords also nodded, showing a look of approval.

To be more detailed, Qie Guangzhong, a candlestick with a mother-sang personality, was in charge of handling the money. He took out a five-yuan coin and put it in Qiao Ran's hand.

He kissed Qiao Ran's fingertips lightly, and said, "Little master, come to represent us, let's pray together."

Qiao Ran took the coin and stuffed it into a gap at the top of the small box. With a "ding dong", the coin fell inside, filling a corner of the empty box.

Qiao Ran gently woke up the little brown-haired boy who was sleeping peacefully in his arms. The little boy opened his eyes in a daze. In the watery brown eyes, the silver-white-haired boy's coolness and aura were reflected. Kind of gentle eyebrows.

All of a sudden, Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little shy again. The skin on the child's face was soft, and it was close to Qiao Ran, rubbing against Qiao Ran's face like tofu.

Qiao Ran felt that the little boy in his arms seemed to have not fully woken up, so he patted his back and put him on the ground.

Sawada Tsunakichi broke away from that warm embrace, and pouted a little aggrievedly. Qiao Ran stretched out his slender fingers, held Sawada Tsunakichi's small hand, and said with a smile, "Next, we will pray together So don't sleep, wake up quickly."

The little brown-haired boy looked at Qiao Ran's smile ignorantly. When he was very young, his mother took him to pray for blessings.

Later, every time when praying for blessings in the new year, my mother hoped that he could have more contact with the neighbors and play better, so she asked those children to come with him. What my mother didn't know was that Tsunayoshi Sawada was the one who was rejected , Therefore, every year when praying for blessings, there will always be some accidents...

He was all alone in the end,

A person stays where he is.

Qiao Ran's shallow voice seemed to be still ringing in his ears. The little brown-haired boy sniffed, and there was still a little sparkle around his eyes.

Qiao Ran thought for a while, and asked Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada to take out another coin. He put a brand new five-yuan coin in the little hands of Sawada Tsunayoshi and said, "This time, you still need to pray with your own hands. ..." He rubbed the top of Sawada Tsunayoshi's hair, and his tone softened, "Only through my own hands can wishes come true."

Qiao Ran knew that the little brown-haired boy in front of him must have been bullied a lot, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen to the ground crying so pitifully on New Year's Eve.

Out of compassion, he still hopes that this little child can smile on the first day of the new year.

The little brown-haired boy stared blankly at the casual smile in the corner of the young man's eyes. Under the night, he was clearly standing away from the crowd, but he seemed to have a more heart-warming warmth than the bustling crowd.

He stood there, the winter cherry blossoms were blowing down gently, brushing the brim of the young man's hat, his brows were raised slightly, even more moving than the winter cherry blossoms.

The little brown-haired boy stared blankly at Qiao Ran for a long time. For the first time in this cold winter, he closed his eyes and showed a relieved smile.

——Like the most ordinary and happiest child.

The Fu Sangshen frowned, feeling that their inner tolerance was about to reach a critical point, but after feeling the peace of their little master, they finally endured it.

The little brown-haired boy solemnly put the coin into the small wooden box. According to the rules, they first bowed twice, clapped their hands twice, prayed with their palms together, and finally bowed slightly.

The other Fusangshen waited silently and tenderly for the little master to finish all the rituals. After the silver-haired boy opened his eyes again, Hotaru stepped forward and said softly, "Master, we can gone."

"Go, go?"

"You... are you leaving now?"

"Brother, can you tell me your name?"

The little brown-haired boy seemed to have exhausted all his courage, and said these words loudly. Before Qiao Ran turned around, he grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes, and the slightly sliding arc seemed to give the brown-haired boy It gave the little boy an illusion that he could no longer grasp it.

The light and shadow of the incense candle flickered faintly, and the slight smell of smoke filled the nose of the little brown-haired boy.

The young man who was caught seemed a little surprised. In the end, a smile appeared on his cold face.

"My name is Qiao Ran."

—— Qiao Ran...

The little brown-haired boy's mouth moved slightly.

Then, he saw that the young man disappeared like a dream, together with those men with gloomy faces who were not like ordinary people.

"Sawada Tsunayoshi, why are you here? We were still looking for you just now!"

The children who abandoned Tsunayoshi Sawada before were still a little worried, because if they couldn't take him home with them in the end, they would definitely be scolded by their parents-they were not worried about Tsunayoshi Sawada.

The little brown-haired boy looked at the place where the boy disappeared, and his fleshy little hands seemed to still have the warmth of that person and a faint fragrance.

His mother once told him that he couldn't open his eyes when making a wish, but when he just made a wish, he was afraid... He was afraid that when he closed his eyes, that person would just disappear and become a light , an unexplainable conjecture.

So when he folded his hands together and prayed, the little brown-haired boy secretly opened his eyes, and saw the picture of the boy closing his eyes and his eyelashes trembling slightly.

What he was thinking at the time was... hope that every New Year, he could meet his big brother;

I hope that every new year, I can pray with my big brother;

I hope that every new year, there will be a big brother who will always be with him... so that he will not be lonely.

This is the smallest but most sincere wish of the young Sawada Tsunayoshi, but he never thought about it...

The moment he opened his eyes,

This wish will not come true.