Everyone will have a story hidden in their hearts, and even after a long, long time has passed, the traces there will not fade away.

The black-haired boy looked towards the place where the galaxy was densely covered, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright and clear because of the scene.

He knew that there would never be such a beautiful moment now.

At this time, the vast galaxy he stepped into was completely his dying dream.

Hanyu Kazuki walked in slowly, without the slightest doubt.

He never told Yato that he had inadvertently glimpsed the past of the gods, painful and beautiful.

The moment he touched the young god with dark blue hair, all of them appeared in his mind, and finally became his rare and clear nightmare.

It was not the first time for the black-haired boy to come here. He lowered his eyes and watched the original Milky Way slowly converging into a gurgling stream. He walked upstream. There was his god.

To be precise, it was a god with an indifferent face who didn't know him yet.

Hanyu Kazuo didn't know how many times he reviewed these fragments of memory, each time, it shocked his heart and made his nose sour.

The young boy with dark blue hair lay quietly under a cherry blossom tree. The lush cherry blossoms bloomed gorgeously. When the breeze blew, one by one, the whole world was dyed in warm colors.

Hanyu Kazuya walked over, knowing that he would not notice him at all, this is just the memory of the god, and there will be no trace or figure of him.However, he was still cautious, and slowly sat beside Yato.

This is the only part of Yato's past memory that can be called beautiful.

The god at this time is not alone, he is accompanied by someone.

The short-lived girl who once appeared in Yato's long years is still by his side.

Hanyu Kazuki lowered his eyes, watching a cherry-colored petal fall on Yato's cheek, when he subconsciously raised his hand to remove the petal, the moment he touched his face, he felt I saw my hand go through it.

Nothing came across.

He forgot that the present self is just an illusory spirit body.

At this moment, the long eyelashes of the dark blue-haired boy trembled and he woke up.

"Master Yato! Look, this is the wreath I just picked from wild flowers. Does it look good?"

The girl in the distance sensed that Yato had woken up, and ran over happily, with a bright smile on her beautiful face, holding a garland woven with finely divided flowers and leaves in her fair and slender hands, her eyebrows and eyes were bent, and she turned towards he said.

The young boy with dark blue hair froze for a moment, then looked at her and put the wreath on her head with a smile.

The long black hair and the warm-colored garland look extraordinarily bright and moving.

"Does it look good?"

She tilted her head and asked again.

The eyes of the gods flickered, seeing the girl's beautiful and bright face without a trace of haze, her Adam's apple moved slightly, and her brows and eyes were a little dark and gloomy in places she couldn't see.

Such a pure and clean soul...

But it has become the artifact of a blood-stained god like me.

"Master Yato?"

"Sorry, I was distracted just now..."

Yato raised his eyes to look at the black-haired girl, with rare softness in his blue eyes.

"It's beautiful, Sakura."

After the girl heard this, she slowly raised the corners of her lips, as bright as cherry blossoms.

Sakura is Yato's new artifact, which is completely different from Feiyin.

She is pure, kind, and beautiful.

After knowing that Yato is the God of Misfortune and killed humans with himself, although it is difficult to accept the horrible scene covered in blood, he trembles with fear.

However, he still decided to stay with the dark blue hair god.

She firmly believes that the way of the gods and the good and evil of the gods are not decided by them.Although they were born with different beliefs, singular...the existence of artifacts is to guide the way for their own gods, and it does not influence their thoughts, but it can guide them.

It is also because of Sakura's existence that Yato understands what is good and evil, and what is human heart.

Hanyu Kazuo looked at the pure and beautiful girl smiling in front of him, her blue eyes were obscure.

This is a rare peaceful and warm day in Yato's long time travel.

However, such a short-lived warmth will soon be broken.

The black-haired boy pursed his lips, then looked at the cherry blossoms dancing in the sky in front of him, and quietly watched the surrounding scene, as if slowly being torn apart, transformed into the depth of the endless night.

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"Huh? Are you Yato-sama's previous artifact? Hello, I'm Sakura."

Sakura looked at the girl in white clothes in front of her, and her small and delicate face made her feel better. She frowned and said to her with a smile.

Fei Yin raised the corners of her lips slightly, but subconsciously looked at the god with dark blue hair beside her.

His complexion is not good, a little gloomy.

For some reason, seeing Fei Yin, Yato's inner uneasiness became more and more intense.

"Your name is Sakura?"

Fei Yin asked like this, as if she asked by accident.

Her eyes are very deep, almost empty, when staring deeply at a person, it will make people feel creepy.

"No, this is the name Yato-sama gave me, my own real name, I don't remember..."

When the girl said this, although she still had a smile on her face, she could still see a little disappointment.

No one will not care about their own name, and everything about themselves.

Artifacts are no exception.

"Really? But... Yato knows, everything about you, whether it's your name or the things in your life... the gods know it."

Fei Yin said, with a hint of seduction, like a sea monster, making people lost.

She raised her eyes and looked towards Yato, her eyes were gloomy.

"Crimson sound!"

Yato opened his mouth in a panic and stopped Feiyin, then glanced at Sakura, and found that her eyes were much brighter than usual, obviously, she was serious about her past and wanted to know.

But... the past of the artifact cannot be brought up.

This is a taboo known to all gods.

However, these are what his father and Feiyin told him. To be precise, Yato is not clear about the consequences of doing so.

However, as a divine intuition, told him...

can not say.

The young god is not very clear about everything in the world. If he hadn't met Sakura, his world would probably only be killing, and how to make his father love him more.

"Master Yato, do you really know my past? Then, can you tell me my real name?"

Sakura walked towards Yato, squatted down and looked at the young god.

Because Yato is still a child and not tall, Sakura always squats down and looks at him every time she talks to him.

Yato looked at her clear and pure eyes, which were full of requests and expectations.

She really wanted to know... even a little bit about herself.

It seemed like this would make her feel at ease.

but……

"Sakura seems to want to know, tell her Yato..."

Fei Yin whispered to the little boy's ear, but her eyes were fixed on Sakura.

Biting cold.

Hanyu Kazuo looked at the girl who was bewitching him by Ye Dou's ears, with deep blue eyes and a chill all over her body.

However, no one can perceive his existence.

Everything behind was very clear to the black-haired boy.

He couldn't do anything, he looked at the dark blue haired god hesitantly, and under Sakura's expectant eyes, he called her real name.

Then, because of her real name, the memories about her life were triggered, the resentment of being humiliated before Sakura's death, and her obsession made her demonized in an instant.

Attacking Yato, every blow is shockingly heavy.

In the end... the artifact, which was completely unable to return from the other side, was beheaded by Yato with tears.

What's even more ironic is that the one that indirectly caused all these tragedies was... Feiyin.

Hanyu was by the side, witnessing everything.

The little boy was covered in blood, his blue eyes were blurry, and then he really cried like a child, getting louder and louder.

He is in pain and confused.

Fei Yin transformed into a human form, stared at Yato with a blank expression, then walked over and hugged him from behind.

"Hey, look, except for me and my father, no one will be by your side forever, Yato."

The black-haired boy held his hands tightly on both sides, his eyes were cold, as if he was counting the depths of winter.

I don't know how long Yato cried. After all the memories were completely screened, Hanyu Kazuo woke up from the dream.

The face is wet.

He froze, raised his hand to touch his cheek, then pursed his lips, silent.

At this time, a gust of wind blew out of the window, mixed with cherry blossom petals, and blew towards the house.

Hanyu Kale got off the bed, came to the window, and looked down.

The dark blue-haired god was lying under a cherry blossom tree. As usual, he would come over when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom in his yard, and just sleep lightly under the tree without doing anything.

When Hanyu Kazuya wanted to go down to add a thin blanket for Yato, his blue eyes flickered for a moment, and after seeing something clearly, his footsteps settled in place as if rooted.

The moonlight was cold, and under the flowering tree, a black-haired girl was in mid-air, holding a garland woven of various flowers and leaves in her hand, with light eyebrows, gentle and beautiful eyes.

She gently placed the wreath on the dark blue-haired boy's head, and then just stayed quietly for a while before the figure dissipated in the wind, mixed with flowers and leaves.

After she left, Yato still lay quietly under the tree without any movement.

However, Hanyu Kazuo can see clearly...

The corners of the dark blue haired boy's eyes were faintly moist.

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