short story collection

Time is something, the more you want it to stay, the faster it will leave.

The situation in Kyoto became more and more tense, and the news that the anti-rebel army was going to attack became more and more popular. Everyone was in danger, and the Shinsengumi became more and more busy.

At the beginning of January, Kyoto finally ushered in the long-lost snow.The heavy snow soon covered the capital.It has been snowing for a long time, and the whole of Kyoto is covered with snow, like a city of ice and snow.

Saitoichi and Hijikata Sansui didn't seem to like this kind of weather very much, but Gu Yizhi was quite happy.Several people didn't understand, Gu Yizhi said with a smile: "Auspicious snow heralds a good year."

Gu Yizhi said it in Chinese. Although they didn't understand what it meant, they knew that it must be a good word.

The fourth day of February is the beginning of spring in Japan. On this day, they will open the doors and windows wide, stand in the house and sprinkle lucky beans outside, which means to drive away ghosts and pray for good luck and peace.

Gu Yizhi took the handful of beans handed to him by the general manager with a smile, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to beat the ghost king?"

The chief executive looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he meant just now.

Gu Yizhi smiled, didn't explain anything, and started throwing beans outside, imitating them shouting: ghosts go out, blessings come in.

Gu Yizhi was exulting in joy, but suddenly and swiftly caught a smell of blood in the air.He subconsciously turned his head to look at the chief.

The chief executive covered his mouth with a pale face, but there was a little bit of scarlet between his fingers, which fell to the ground covered with pure white snow and fainted, ferocious and coquettish.

Gu Yizhi hurried over to support the chief executive, and Isamu Kondo and the others who were not far away also noticed something was wrong, and hurried to the two of them.

The chief executive couldn't use much strength, leaning against Gu Yizhi, he still smiled and said: "Ah, I'm fine, don't worry about me. I'm sorry, I made you worry."

The three-year-old Tufang looked very serious. He thought for a long time before saying, "Director, your body has already become like this. The next action..."

Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by the director general, who said eagerly: "Deputy chief, I can continue to fight!"

There was a flash of pain in the eyes of the three-year-old Tufang, but he still shook his head firmly, and then said very firmly: "No, needless to say, you have to go to recuperate, and you don't need to participate in any subsequent actions."

The director general was anxious, "Deputy chief, I..."

"This is an order, against seppuku!" Tufang Sansui narrowed his eyes and said, "Not only you, but also him! So you think it over." Tufang Sansui said, pointing to the person who was supporting the chief executive. Gu Yizhi.

The director silently lowered his head, very unwilling, and replied sadly: "Yes, I understand."

Isamu Kondo dragged Hijikata three years old and others to leave temporarily, they couldn't bear to see such a general manager.After Gu Yizhi finished delivering the medicine, he stood silently outside the door.

At night, the chief executive came out and saw Gu Yizhi leaning against the door, pursed his lips, and held Gu Yizhi's hand that was frozen stiff with distress.

"Why don't you go inside the house when it's so cold?" asked the chief.

Gu Yizhi smiled, "Fortunately, it's not too cold."

The two sat on the steps, and the director brought a big coat and put it on the two of them.

"Do you think I'm useless?"

Gu Yizhi took the chief's hand on his knee, shook it encouragingly, and said with a smile: "No, you are already great. When you recover from your illness, you can still continue to fight, can't you?"

After a long silence, the director general smiled slightly, "Thank you."

Although I know your words are comforting me, I still want to thank you.