Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

Wu Mi couldn't help herself not to think about Crescent Moon.

Although the absence of the crescent moon in life seems to have changed nothing, it is always different.

He thought about Crescent Moon, and his heart felt empty.

The days seem to be back to the days when Yueya came to him, the decoction day after day, the lingering smell of the medicine, the body getting tired day by day, and the trembling down when seeing his face people.

The Ubuyashiki family has not been peaceful for the past two days. Heian capital is full of monsters. From time to time, there are rumors of monsters abducting noble women, and now it is finally the turn of the Ubuyashiki family.

Qiandao Youxiang, who was supposed to be his fiancée, disappeared in the room for no reason. The accompanying maid cried bitterly and said that her young lady was taken away by a demon.Looking at the messy room full of signs of struggle, even the suspicion of eight points has been reduced to five points.

Mrs. Miyayashiki, who knew the situation, had no time to rejoice at the news that her son was about to recover from illness, but she was overwhelmed by the news of Chishima Yuka's disappearance. After seeing the tragic situation in the room, she turned her head and fainted from fright.After Madam Yuyashiki woke up, she prayed to God and worshiped Buddha for a long time, and never dared to mention finding a wife for Wu Mi.

But the absurdity of Qiandao Youxiang being taken away by a demon naturally cannot be explained to the Qiandao family who lost a girl but got nothing. The head of the Qiandao family and his wife all came to seek justice for their girl.After all, they wanted their daughter to marry into the Sanyashiki family to gain benefits, but they didn't want their daughter to disappear.

But the people are gone, and I can't conjure them up for them. I am so busy with this series of things that I am devastated. I have searched many onmyojis but have not found any clues. After returning, he bid farewell and continued to roam around.

In the end, he had no choice but to acquiesce that Chishima Yuka was dead. In order to compensate for the loss of the Chishima family property Yashiki had to give the Chishima family many benefits to make up for the loss.

The matter was settled, and Wu Mi's prospective fiancée also blew it, but Wu Mi himself didn't care and felt relaxed. He thought that if he was really with Qiandao Youxiang, he might not be able to bear it.

Sitting on the mattress, Wu Mi looked at the scenery outside the house and suddenly thought of what he said to Yue Ya.

"If I die, you will stay with me." Wu Can muttered to himself, the corners of his pale lips raised uncontrollably to reveal a mocking smile.

It's true that the world is impermanent, the dying patients are still living in this world safely, but the people who were able to live peacefully turn around and perish in the underworld.

Dozens of sheets of white rice paper were spread scattered on the desk with Wu Mi's back facing and on the tatami mat. A few strokes were drawn on the paper with a brush. If you observe carefully, you can tell that it is the face of the same person.

It's just a pity that although the face of the person in the painting is exquisite and moving, only a pair of eyes are empty and lifeless, without the slightest soul.

The painting failed.

Because Wu Mi couldn't draw the crescent moon's face that he thought of in his heart at all, and those pure and deep eyes could not be drawn even after exhausting his brushwork.

The painter who taught him before said that his paintings had only similarity but no soul, Wu Mi only thought it was ridiculous, but thinking about it now, the painter was actually right.He has no emotions in his heart, how can he draw moving pictures.

But now the only person who could shake his heartstrings is gone.

The time is too long, this is a feeling that Wu Can rarely experience.He used to feel that time was passing too fast, making him unable to grasp his hastily passing life, but now it was completely the opposite.

He stretched out his hand and flipped through the book in front of him, because there was really nothing to do, there were only a few ways to pass the time, but when he opened the page, a dry flower floated out and landed on the tatami .

That flower was given to him by Crescent Moon.

The dry petals are no longer as moist and beautiful as they were when they were just picked off. They lose moisture in the pages and become dry and wrinkled. Even the originally bright and beautiful red has become like dried blood.

Ugly.

Wu Mi picked up the flower from the ground and looked at it for a long time.only come to this conclusion.

...to die of stupidity.

Holding the withered yellow flower, he suddenly shed tears.

Wu Mi stretched out her hand to touch the sunlight that fell into the room, and the warmth surrounded the pale fingertips, which made Wu Mi's face regain some blood color.He was waiting, waiting for the doctor to bring in the prepared soup.

Obviously today might be the day of his rebirth, but he didn't feel very happy, maybe because the person he expected to share this happy event was gone, and this joy became dull.

The shoji door was pulled open, and two people walked in. Looking back, one was a doctor and the other was Hanako.

The girl Huazi kept her head down, making it hard to see the expression on her face, but Wu Mi saw that most of the servants avoided him, so Huazi's behavior didn't attract much attention from him.

To be honest, he knew that this little maid was named after Crescent Moon.

Always a crescent.

It seems that there are traces left by the crescent moon everywhere in life.

Thinking of this, Wu Mi's eyes darkened, and the heart wrapped in strands of silk thread felt like tearing pain.

He had tried his best not to think about it, but it seemed that the memory didn't want to let him go.

"Is the medicine ready?"

His eyes fell on the black soup in the doctor's hand.

"All right."

The doctor's voice was very low, with a hoarseness that could not be ignored, and it seemed that he was not in a good condition.

The face with a kind smile all the year round reveals a hint of sadness, it seems that the doctor probably knows the origin of the Bana flower.

"Crescent brings..."

The doctor slowly opened his mouth to say something, but was stopped by Wu Mi who heard the beginning.

Wu Can not want to hear the name Yueya mentioned in front of him.

"Enough." Wu Mi looked at the doctor with cold eyes, he didn't seem to hear the news of Yue Yue again from someone else.

"I just want to know if the drug will work or not."

Hanako, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled, and her lowered head showed a mournful expression.

She was sad for Yueya, and it seemed to her that even the news of Yueya's death could not touch this person in the slightest.

But the doctor was silent for a long time and did not answer Wu Mi's words, because what Yueya brought back was not pure blue Bianhua, even he didn't dare to promise it.

If it is useful, everyone will be happy, but if it is useless, then what a pity that Crescent Moon died.

"I... don't know."

The doctor lowered his head and his voice was heavy.

He was clearly in a different spirit a few days ago, but now he has become taciturn.

Wu Mi's eyes fell on the medicine bowl on Zhuo Lutai, and he stretched out his hand towards the medicine, and picked up the bowl of medicine.

Wu Mi put the medicine on his nose and smelled it. Unlike the medicine he drank in the past, this medicine had no taste, it was as bland as clear water.

He stared at the medicine, thinking, this is the medicine that I have been waiting for for more than ten years to cure me.

The medicine that made me lose everything.

Bringing the edge of the medicine bowl to his mouth, the medicine liquid flowed into his mouth, rolled his throat, and within a few seconds he drank the medicine in the bowl without any trouble.

At the beginning, Wu Mi didn't feel any changes in his body, but after half a stick of incense, he began to feel his body heating up. The temperature was comfortable at first, but his body began to heat up slowly, but after a while, Wu Mi didn't feel any changes. It felt like my body was in pain like being set on fire.

His body seemed to be torn apart, Wu Mi seemed to be able to hear the loud noise of his heart beating too fast, he fell down on the tatami mat in pain, even his handsome face became distorted because of the pain.

"Doctor! Doctor!" Wu Mi gritted his teeth and called the doctor. He didn't understand what happened, and the pain in his body almost deprived him of his sanity.

The doctor also didn't understand why, the only reason was that the Bianhua flowers brought back by Yueya were useless, and instead aggravated Wu Mi's pain.

He was so flustered that he threw himself in front of Wu Mi to calm him down and asked Wu Mi how he felt, but Wu Mi, who had already been burned out of his reason by the pain, couldn't hear what the doctor was saying.

Wu Mi felt as if he was going to die in pain. He even began to wonder if the doctor had deceived him. There was no good medicine in this world that could cure him.

Those voices appeared in his ears again, endless as if they were tempting him.

"He's a liar! He lied to you! There's no cure for you!"

"Quack doctor! It's his fault!"

"If he didn't talk about the blue Bana flower, how could Crescent Moon go to Huangquan!"

"He won't die!"

"He will always be by your side!"

The cracked atrium was taken advantage of by a demon, and Wu Mi lost consciousness in an instant.

In a blur, he only remembered the appearance of himself holding up the hatchet and Dr. Hanako's terrified face.

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He always felt like he forgot something.

Crescent Moon sits in the sea of ​​flowers and gazes at the deep river in the distance.

But if he really wants to recall, he can't recall at all. The memories of the past seem to flow away like this endless Santuchuan River.

Bianhua said that he died in hell by mistake, and voluntarily swallowed the seeds given by Bianhua to pray to become a monster to obtain eternal life, but the strange thing is that Yueya doesn't seem to have a strong idea of ​​immortality, but now the matter is a foregone conclusion. It seems that there is no desire to understand the past, so he agreed to the request of Bianhua and stayed in hell.

There was a sudden pain in the heart.

Crescent Moon stretched out her hand to touch her chest, with a dazed look on her face.

He didn't understand why his heart still hurts as a monster?Could it be that human heart still feels pain?

"What's the matter?" Bianhua, who was floating among the flowers, saw Yueya's confused expression, and leaned over to ask.

Yueya herself didn't know, looking at Santuchuan in front of her, she was silent for a while and shook her head.

"I also... don't know what's wrong with me." He hesitated for a long time, and said, "It seems to be a premonition."

This feeling was so strange that Yue Yue didn't want to feel it again.

Bianhua pursed her mouth and did not speak, looking at Yueya who was still in a daze, she gently landed beside Yueya.

"If you have something, you can tell me."

Bianhua caressed Yueya's face, looked at Yueya's eyes and smiled.

"You are still in the body of a half-demon, and you still can't bear the miasma in the underworld. After today, I will seek the help of Lord Ghost Lamp."

Touching Crescent Moon's hair, Bi'anhua said with a smile.

"From now on, you should follow Master Ghost Lamp and study hard."

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