What kind of man is breastfeeding?

The heartbeat was so fast that it seemed to jump out of her mouth, Xinjiu staggered all the way down the hill, and it was almost miraculous that she didn't fall again - of course she couldn't see, every time she was about to step into a pothole, she was in a semi-invisible state next to her Seiya will rub a ball of energy into it.

When there was a stone under her feet that might trip her, Seiya would directly blast the stone into powder before Xinshu stepped on it.

The whole journey went smoothly until it was almost weird to run down the mountain. Xin Jiu supported his knees and gasped for breath, feeling that his hands and feet were in burning pain, as if the pain was not his own hands and feet anymore.

She took a deep breath and looked up at the town in the distance—the lights were bright, but the fireworks in the sky were gone.

Is it already finished?

It doesn't matter, it's safer to be in the town than on the mountain.

With this in mind, Xinjiu breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the town again.Seiya looked at the back of the other party and frowned: 【What is the safety signal you set? 】

The system closed the "Wisteria Planting Encyclopedia" in its hand, and muttered: [Many.The safe signal is a relatively safe ending among the most likely consequences of new wine that I deduce based on big data. 】

The timeline is a very mysterious thing, any small move may become the wings of a butterfly and change the future.So the so-called predicting the future is just a reminder of the most likely one among the thousands of possibilities to the owner of the supernatural ability.

It is not difficult for a silicon-based life like a system to deduce what is about to happen based on the existing conditions.

Select the "he line" with a safe ending from different endings, and set the iconic things that will appear in this timeline as "safety signals", which are skills that every system must master during practice.After all, for managers, even after death, they can be resurrected again, but the pain at the moment of death will still be deeply engraved in their minds, and may even cause huge damage to their souls.

There are not a few managers who die in the high-risk plane they manage and suffer from various weird PTSD.

The wooden clogs made a crisp sound when they stepped on the hard bluestone slabs; when the new wine entered the town with a fireworks display, it was immediately submerged in the huge flow of people——

The number of people in the town far exceeded Xin Jiu's expectation.She was led by the crowd to a more lively place, and she wanted to ask for help, but she didn't know who to turn to.

Squeezing and squeezing, when Xinjiu was finally able to catch his breath, he realized that he had been brought to the bridge in the center of the town by the flow of people—to be precise, he hadn't been able to get on the bridge yet.

There are too many people, and there are too many people on the bridge, so many people can't even drag the new wine onto the bridge.Xinjiu leaned on the wooden railing extending from the bridge, and was able to breathe for a moment.

"Miss, do you want to buy fireworks? There are gypsophila stars and sky cannons, you can take them home for the children at home to play with!"

The uncle who set up a stall next to him enthusiastically sold fireworks to Xinjiu. Xinjiu looked at the poorly packaged fireworks and suddenly remembered her purpose for going down the mountain in the first place—she dared not go back immediately, for fear of meeting that strange person on the way.

Having said that, even his head was crushed, probably... there is no way to survive, right?

All kinds of messy thoughts flashed through his mind, Xin Jiu shook his head and forced himself not to think about that strange guy.She found some change from her purse, counted it, and said, "Trouble... please help me wrap these fireworks."

Xinjiu only picked out a few small fireworks that could be held in his hands, and after paying the money, he planned to find a hotel to stay until dawn——and then go back after dawn, so he shouldn’t have run into that weird person, right?

"Huh? This lady... the wound on your hand - did you fall down on the road?"

When handing the fireworks to Xinjiu, the uncle noticed the scabbed wound on Xinjiu's palm.Xinjiu glanced down, a little surprised: the scabs formed so quickly.

She took the fireworks and said casually: "Well... On the way, I was running too fast, and accidentally fell."

"Oh... the young people of today!"

The uncle laughed, and winked at Xinjiu with an ambiguous expression: "Even if you have an appointment with your lover, don't be so anxious!"

"The fiancé won't run away just because of this little time!"

Xinjiu: "...I'm not..."

The uncle waved his hand and interrupted Xinjiu's words: "I know, I know, it's normal for girls to be shy. Have a nice date!"

Xinjiu hesitated to speak, Xinjiu organized words, Xinjiu... Xinjiu gave up.

Forget it, the more you explain, the more troublesome you will be.

She glanced sideways at the crowded flow of people on the bridge, and couldn't help worrying in her heart: so many people, won't the bridge really be crushed?

The eyes moved away from the crowded people on the bridge, all the way to the outside, the lights reflected on the sparkling lake, the lively and noisy environment can even be said to be novel to Xinjiu.

Ever since she woke up, she didn't remember anything. The people she had met - counting the weird person she met on the mountain road just now, including Master Jiaozu and Qian Luo, there were only three people in total.

This was the first time since Xinjiu lost his memory, he saw so many people crowded together lively.

Noticing Xinjiu's eyes, the uncle warmly introduced to her: "Today is the grand event in our town every three years! It is said that the last fireworks before the end of the fireworks show are the most beautiful and grand. As long as the last fireworks bloom If you hold hands before, we can be together forever. Knowing that I asked you out today, the lady's fiance is really a caring person. "

Xinjiu smiled awkwardly—how on earth is she going to explain to the uncle that she is actually single and has no relationship at all?

Not only no object, but also no money.

Touching his deflated purse, Xin Jiu sighed silently.

Seeing Xinjiu sigh, the uncle obviously misunderstood her meaning.

He restrained his smile slightly, and said seriously: "Wait...Miss, it can't be your fiance who is late?"

"Oh?!" Xinjiu was startled by the uncle's brain hole, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "It's not—it's nothing—I actually didn't..."

"It's too much!" The uncle slapped the table in righteous indignation, and the few fireworks that had been sold on it also trembled a few times.

He clenched his fists tightly, looking as if he wanted to help Xinjiu beat up the non-existent late "fiancé", and said viciously: "It's really not a man to let my fiancée wait for so long!"

Xinjiu couldn't laugh or cry: "I really don't have a fiancé waiting for me... No, I don't have a fiancé either!"

The uncle shook his head, sighed and patted Xinjiu on the shoulder: "It's come to this point, and I'm still defending him, Miss, you must love him very much."

The corners of Xinjiu's mouth twitched slightly, and finally she hugged the fireworks and gave up on herself: "Yes—yes."

Anyway, I can't explain clearly, so let him continue to misunderstand!I don't have any fiancé at all, so I don't have to worry about harming the innocent.

Thinking of this, Xinjiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"New wine—"

There was a lot of noise and people, and Xinjiu vaguely heard his name.She rubbed her ears, suspecting that she was too frightened to hallucinate—who would call my name at a time like this?

She looked blankly at the sea of ​​people in front of her, hesitated for a while, and then gave up: Except for Qianluo and Master Jiaozu, she didn't know anyone else at all, so how could anyone call herself?

I must have misheard.

But at this time, someone called her again: "New wine—"

This time the sound was closer, Xinjiu was startled suddenly, and tried to follow the source of the sound on tiptoe; there were too many people, too dense, she could only see crowds of high and low crowds, but could not see the person shouting.

Xinjiu suddenly felt unspeakably anxious, and a voice in his heart was clamoring: Quick——find him quickly!Find the one who calls out his name!

She squeezed into the dense crowd, like a fish caught ashore, tightly wrapped by the air, suffocated by crowding.

The uncle looked at the anxious back of the girl, quickly blended into the crowd, and disappeared.He shook his head, and said in a tone of resentment: "Hey, this young lady... is too indulgent to my fiancé!"

"Young man—"

The sound is coming from the bridge - go to the bridge!

Trying to squeeze through the crowds in front of her, Xinjiu struggled to walk on the bridge; at first she was unsure whether she could squeeze onto the bridge, but she wondered if God was helping her, no matter how many people were in front of her , the new wine can be squeezed out without much effort.

If Xin Jiu had lifted the "compulsory protection status" at this time, he would be able to see the young man with black hair and black eyes slowly following her. Whenever she stretched out her hand, she would also follow Xin Jiu to help her get rid of the flow of people.

It's a pity that Xinjiu, who is being forcibly protected at this moment, cannot see the "semi-invisible state" of Seiya.

The system gnawed at the melon seeds and rolled its eyes: [Won't there be so much trouble if we kill that ghost earlier?Look, look, you are the one who is in trouble now, right? 】

While helping Xinjiu to separate the people in front, Shengya replied perfunctorily to the system: [Everything is for safety. 】

He was in charge of a different part from the system, and the authority he got was completely different, so Seiya never expected the system to fully understand what he was doing.As long as this guy doesn't hold him back, Seiya will be satisfied.

With the help of Seiya, Xinjiu finally squeezed onto the bridge—she stood on tiptoe, stumbled by the crowd, trying to find the person who just called her name in the noisy voice.

"New wine!"

It's a male voice!

Xinjiu opened his eyes wide, trying hard to identify the source of that voice among the many voices.At this moment, the crowd exclaimed!

Just ten meters in front of the new wine, a young man dressed in yellow and green hexagonal interlaced feathers and with flesh-pink long hair slightly disheveled by the night wind turned over and stood nimbly on the bridge railing!The people next to him were taken aback by him, and some yelled at him to get down, trying to reach out and grab him.

The young man's eyebrows were clear, and there was a hideous scar winding from the corner of his mouth to his cheek—but for some reason, this scar fell on his face, but it didn't make people feel scary at all.

He was very skilled, avoiding the hands that were stretched out, stepped on the bridge railing and ran to the left of Xinjiu, his balance was as good as that of a cat.Xinjiu's eyes widened, he covered his mouth in astonishment, and watched the other person run up to him: just now, was this person calling his name?

"As expected... it's you."

Saitu heaved a sigh of relief and jumped off the bridge railing; there were too many people on the bridge, he was staggered forward by the flow of people, but he couldn't get close to Xin Jiu anyway, so he had to jump onto the bridge railing as fast as possible. The speed rushed to Xinjiu's side.

Just now, he only had a quick glance in the crowd, and Sato was still worried that he was admitting his mistake.But now that he was getting closer, that face that he had never forgotten was so familiar, Satu breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt unprecedentedly excited.

He jumped off the bridge railing, and the surrounding crowd quickly returned to their original excitement.There are also some good people who are booing: "Young people nowadays--"

"No matter how much you like it, you can't run over the bridge! How dangerous is it?"

"Hey, what do you know? Young people in love cannot be separated for a moment."

……

Satoshi was a little helpless and sighed.

There are too many people eating melons to join in the fun. As an adult, he knows that what he explained at this moment will only get darker and darker, so it is better not to say it.

He stood next to Xinjiu and used his body to separate the crowded crowd nearby; Xinjiu looked up at him blankly, with veins throbbing in his temples, and something in his mind was about to surface.

The young man used his arms to separate himself from the crowd, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he whispered, "Sorry... I offended you."

"Why are you here?"

"Your crow suddenly appeared and said that you were taken away by the second winding—I—we are all worried. Forget it, let’s talk about it when we go back. There are many people here, you and I will go back to the hotel with me for a night, tomorrow I'll take you back to the Butterfly House."

He spoke familiarly, keeping the new wine within his safe range.Xinjiu grasped the opponent's haori tightly, and she made a crumpled mark on the yellow and green hexagonal intertwined fabric - she covered her forehead with her other hand, and said with difficulty: "You...what's your name? name?"

Satoshi opened his eyebrows and smiled softly.He looked at the new wine, the girl's hair was in a mess, and she was not wearing the uniform of the Ghost Slayer Squad, but a clean and docile green sleeve, which made her look more gentle and harmless, and amiable.

He has seen Xinjiu three times in total: once in Tengshishan, Xinjiu was wearing a modified western dress and dissipated into flying light in his arms in embarrassment.The second time, Xinjiu wore the uniform of the Ghost Slayer Squad, his appearance remained unchanged, as if a collection hidden by time, changed clothes, wiped clean, and reappeared in front of his eyes.

This is the third time, she is wearing an ordinary girl's dress, with an uncomplicated bun, her eyebrows and eyes are full of gentle light.Sato doesn't know how to describe the other party - he has only met him three times, but he always feels as if he is about to lose the other party forever.

Just as the protagonist told him: You don’t have to feel guilty, Xinjiu is a traveler of time, and she will eventually return to the torrent of time.

But his guilt has long since turned into an unspeakable obsession over the years.

I must see you again, no matter what stands in the way.

"My name is Sato." He raised his hand, helped Xinjiu to pin the black hair scattered on his forehead behind his ears, and chuckled: "We...a long time ago, we met in Fujishishan, when you saved my life .”

Warm fingers brushed the skin of the forehead, Xin Jiu's eyes suddenly widened, and the sound of something breaking seemed to be heard in his ears.

The system popped up again, and the voice machine: [Safety signal detected. 】

[The safety signal detection is correct. 】

[The countdown to teleportation begins. 】

【three】

She grasped Sabito's hand—it was human warmth.Xinjiu opened his mouth with difficulty, and called out the other party's name for the first time: "Saktu."

【two】

"I……"

【One】

boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, and huge fireworks bloomed in the night, illuminating this corner of the sky like day!This is the last firework of the fireworks show - there is a saying in the town: as long as you hold hands before the last firework blooms, you can be together forever.