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machine, and began to issue new instructions to Shibrow.Tapping happily on the screen of the phone with his fingertips, Akashi was in a good mood with the feeling that everything was under control.

Because he knew that after seven days, Heizi's favorite "home" would no longer exist.

He wants to shatter this person's dream with his own hands, and use this to tell him that his home is only by Akashi Seijuro's side.

■

Seven days is actually very short.

More than 100 hours, 21 meals, and seven nights of sleeping together.

On the evening of the seventh day, Akashi and Kuroko made dinner together.After Kuroko's careful guidance, coupled with years of skill in using scissors, Akashi has already gained a lot of experience in the use of kitchen knives.Although I haven't mastered the heat yet, the cut dishes are already decent.Satisfied with the result in his hands, Akashi turned his head to look at the blue-haired man, who looked even slimmer than usual in a corseted apron.Watching his lover concentrate on making his favorite soup tofu really makes people feel happy, Akashi walked over and hugged Kuroko, leaning on his shoulder.

[Tetsuya, how does it feel to prepare for "The Last Supper"? ]

Feeling the body in his arms go stiff, Akashi smiled and bit his earlobe, licking it lightly.

[At the beginning, Judas and Jesus ate together, watching the harmonious and beautiful atmosphere at the dinner table, waiting for the moment when everything would be shattered. ]

Turning off the fire, Akashi took the initiative to help Kuroko put the food on the dining table.He looked at Heizi's pale face, and his eyes were dim.

[Zhe Ye, do you want to destroy this beauty with your own hands like Judas, or do you plan to stay and let this warmth last forever?I'm not pushy, you've got one night to judge. ]

Heizi didn't fall asleep all night.

At five o'clock in the morning, it was still dark outside the window.

The light blue bedside lamp illuminated the warm bed. Heizi looked at the red-haired man beside him. After closing his eyes, this man looked much gentler. His sharp gaze was restrained, making his outline extra soft.Heizi looked at him silently, bent down and wanted to kiss the left half of the man's golden eye.

Just when the pink lips were about to touch the closed eyelids, Heizi stopped.The dull pain in his chest made him dizzy for a while, and he stretched out his hand to cover the pair of strange eyes, and the gentle kiss finally fell on the back of his hand.

Then, get up and get dressed.

[Seijuro, take care. ]

Heizi didn't say "goodbye". Heizi didn't think he would be forgiven for this kind of betrayal.

He didn't say "I'm sorry", because this person has the pride of a king in his bones, and he will not accept such words that are close to pity.

Heizi put on the clothes he wore the day he first arrived, and looked around the room.He didn't bring anything, so he won't take anything away.

Sorry, the choice you gave me was too heavy.

You want my whole heart, but I can't give it.

When the door closed, Akashi opened his eyes.He walked to the glass window, watched the back of the blue-haired man receding slowly, and watched him walk out of his own life.Then, Akashi laughed.

[Tetsuya, don't regret it. ]

[The place you can go back to has long since ceased to exist. ] Writer's Note: Book pre-orders are almost over, thank you for your support!

Edge of the Abyss-37 (all black)

Q37

Heizi let out a breath, now in late autumn, the temperature is still very low at five o'clock in the morning, when the warm breath comes into contact with the cold air, it turns into a cloud of mist, a vast expanse of whiteness, just like Heizi's mood at the moment.

──Tetsuya, there is one thing I want you to remember, don't go against your heart when you are on a mission.Once you do something against your will, it is very likely that you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Inadvertently, the words his father had said to him before he died rang in his ears, and Heizi raised his face, looking at the dark sky without light.

Father, I do not regret my choice.

No matter how many times time repeats itself, I will do it, I believe so deeply.

But... follow the inner choice, is it a correct choice that can make everyone happy?

Heizi turned his head and stared fixedly at the apartment building full of modern art design, and at the window of a certain room on the fifteenth floor.After all, he was still a coward, not daring to leave that person while he was awake.Stared at by those strange eyes, Heizi felt that he would not be able to take the step to leave.

Wrapped tightly in a beige windbreaker, the temperature has dropped a lot these days.The clothes from seven days ago were already too thin to withstand the sudden drop in temperature.Although the red-haired man mercilessly bought a lot of warm clothes these days to wrap him up tightly, Heizi didn't take any of them with him when he left, and stayed in that small apartment. inside.

He is not qualified to enjoy that person's tenderness any more.

In fact, Heizi's house is not far from here, and he can walk home.It just so happened that Heizi didn't plan to take a bus or take a taxi, he needed the help of the cold air to settle his thoughts.Walking slowly home along the street, passing by the dessert shop where I have eaten cakes with Murasakihara countless times, passing by the doll shop where I have bought lucky items many times with Midorima, passing by Kise who often stays up late waiting for him to come home At the station, he walked past the street basketball court where he played oneonone with Qingfeng many times, and finally, he finally returned to his home after a seven-day absence.

[I'm back. ]

Heizi said softly, looking at the gate locked with iron chains, he took out the key and opened the carved door.His hands trembled a little bit, and he accidentally missed the key, and the rows of metal fell to the ground, making harsh impacts.Heizi bent down to pick it up silently, and finally opened the door.

The room was pitch black.

Heizi went up to the second floor.He walked very slowly, like a death row prisoner with shackles on his ankles walking towards the execution ground.The outermost part of the second floor is Kise's room, because he came the latest, the rooms near Heizi's bedroom were all divided up, so at that time Kise cried and lay on Heizi's shoulder, leaving two lines of lasagna tears .

The door of Kise's room was unlocked, it was just wide open.Heizi glanced in, his icy blue eyes sparkled violently, and it took a long time before he calmed down.

The room is empty.

The closet, which had been overcrowded, was empty, and all the things on the bookcase and desk were cleaned up in one go.Heizi walked to the side of the bed and looked at the bed sheet with his whole body photo printed on it messily huddled in a certain corner of the bed.He still remembers Kise's proud expression when he spread this sheet on the bed. The handsome young man with blond hair showed him as if he was showing off his treasure, "Little Heizi, Xiao Heizi, this is my custom-made bed sheet, isn't it great?" ".I still remember that I was a little overwhelmed at the time, but Aomine and the others angrily grabbed Kise by the collar and forced him to ask him how to customize the sheets...

The rooms of the other people are similar, maybe the things taken away are not as thorough as Kise, but the result of "leaving" is the same.

He was only away for seven days, but it seemed like seven years had passed.

It’s not that I didn’t think about it, that I agreed to Akashi’s “Seven Days Lover” agreement is probably a naive decision that hurt everyone, but there is still some kind of naive fantasy in the bottom of my heart──Maybe they will believe in themselves and leave this The common "home" is waiting for him to come back.

As it turns out, fantasies are just fantasies.

Since middle school, Heizi would devoutly write down his wish on the wishing sign every time he made a new year’s wish—to build a common “home” where everyone lives together and have a beautiful smile every day—and hang it devoutly on the on the branch.

It's a pity that his voice was too weak for the gods to hear.

[Perhaps, it was my wishful thinking at the beginning...]

Heizi muttered to himself, and returned to his room in a daze.There has been no one inhabited for seven days, and the atmosphere of human habitation has been lost.Opening the window, Heizi stared indifferently at the sky thick with thunderclouds, and listened to the roar of thunder approaching from far away.

Ah, a thunderstorm is coming.

Back in Huang Lai's room, Heizi put away the messy sheets, and carefully cleaned up all the crumpled garbage scattered on the floor.Ziyuan's room was even more terrifying. There were snack packaging bags on the bed and flowers all over the floor.Heizi patiently packed them all in bags, packed a full bag, and put them on the corridor.By the time he finished tidying up Aomine and Midorima's rooms, it was almost seven o'clock in the morning.

The hazy sky covered with thunderclouds weighed heavily on people's hearts, and the thunder was approaching. After a long period of accumulation, the bean-sized raindrops began to smash down on the ground overwhelmingly, splashing small water splashes on the concrete floor.

Boom──

The blue light of the lightning made Heizi's face pale, and the roar of thunder was like a bomb exploding in his ears, making people tremble all over.

Boom──

Heizi shrunk his body into a small ball and covered his ears with his hands.

Boom──

"Xiao Zhe, mom loves you"

That beautiful blue-haired woman was in such a thunderstorm day, and under the thunderstorm and lightning, she took a fork and stabbed it into the little boy's thigh. The severe pain made him tremble all over.

Heizi closed his eyes, trying hard to expel the horrible childhood memories from his mind, but the smiling expression of the woman lingered like a nightmare.

Heizi lay on the floor and began to retch, his stomach was already empty after a night, and he couldn't vomit anything except acid water.However, the convulsed stomach has been throbbing violently, as if to vomit out all the internal organs.

Boom -- Boom --

"Xiao Zhe, we are family members. Family members are people who will always be together and never be separated."

"Who is this child?"

If you can't even trust your relatives whose blood is thicker than water, then who else can you trust?

Boom -- Boom --

"Who's here...who's going to help me...I'm here..."

The woman in the room who had a good chat with her new family showed a happy smile, and completely shattered the blue-haired child's last fantasy about his mother.

Boom -- Boom -- Boom --

No more acidic water could be vomited out of his mouth, and Heizi fell weakly into the dirt he had vomited out, convulsing uncontrollably.

The shadow in his childhood caused him to have seizures every thunderstorm, but over the years, with his father's company, and later with Kise and others, the seizures have seldom occurred.

Boom -- Boom -- Boom -- Boom --

"I'll be your family."

"I like little Heizi the most!"

"Little Heizi, we will always eat snacks together."

"I am Ah Zhe's light, light never casts shadows."

"Love me, or kill me."

"Xiao Zhe, it's too natural to call him father, call him father."

Heizi opened his eyes wide in confusion, and the transparent liquid dripped down from the corners of his eyes, which could not be stopped no matter what.

He wanted to keep his important family members, but in the end, only his own shadow accompanied him.

There is an old saying in distant China, it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.

It is easy for lonely people to get used to the gentleness of being accompanied, but once they get used to this warmth, when they return to loneliness, the overwhelming despair can almost tear a person's soul in half.

For a moment, Heizi felt from the bottom of his heart that "being alive" made him exhausted.

The sound of thunder was still unscrupulously devouring everything along with the rain and lightning, but Heizi didn't feel much anymore.The body became very light, Heizi spat out a mouthful of blood foam, the ice-blue glasses lost focus, and became confused.

■

In the evening, Uesugi Heisaburo rushed to Heizi's house in a thunderstorm, cursing the damn weather while running.Late last night, I received the death order from the editor-in-chief. No matter what, the continuation writer of "The Abyss" must be determined. If the son of the original work, Hei Zizhe, cannot take on this important task, the editorial department will find a successor from among the candidate writers.

As a parent, Uesugi saw with his own eyes the extent to which Kuroko devoted himself to this work.That slender child was busy with schoolwork and basketball club activities at the same time, plus this work, he lost a lot of weight in less than three months, which made Uesugi feel distressed.He had seen those so-called "candidate writers", and the words they wrote had nothing but a flashy shell, and none of them could match Heizi's aura, let alone continue the profound connotation of this work.

[What should I do... Do I really want to walk the path his father walked with Tetsuya...? ]

The man scratched his head as he walked, and his black hair, which was originally neatly combed, was scuffed into a messy ball by him.He walked to the door of the familiar villa, just in time to meet the boss of M Ji who came to deliver the milkshake order.The two looked at each other and smiled. As an old friend of Heizi's father during his lifetime, Uesugi knew very well that man's doting on his only son.

[For Tetsuya? ]

[Well, his father placed an order for 50 years.I'll leave this to you, help me bring that child, I still have something to do, so let's go first. ]

The boss put the beautifully packaged milkshake in Uesugi's arms, turned around and walked quickly to his store.Uesugi held the cup of milkshake, thinking of his friend who passed away at a young age, suddenly felt the paper cup in his hand become extremely heavy.

[Tetsuya, are you home? ]

Uesugi rang the doorbell, and the only answer he received was dead silence.He pressed it several times, but there was still no response.The black-haired man frowned, wondering if Tetsuya chose to live in school today.His eyes fell on the door lock, and Uesugi pulled it lightly, and the door opened.

In the beginning, the gate was not locked.

Walking into the house without hindrance, Uesugi walked up the stairs slowly.When his eyes fell on the blue-haired man in the corner of the room, his whole body was struck by lightning.

[Tetsuya! ! ! ]

Hurriedly picking up Heizi, Uesugi didn't care about his vomit-stained clothes, took out his mobile phone to call the emergency, and patted the young man whose eyes were out of focus.

[Theya, Tetsuya, cheer up, I'll send you to the hospital right away...]

Heizi felt in a daze as if he was being hugged and his body was being moved around.Until the smell of disinfectant filled his nostrils, Heizi struggled to open his eyes, and what he saw was a lonely paleness.

[Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise I...I...]

Uesugi, who had been watching Kuroko closely, had his eyes warm with excitement.He held the cold hand of the blue-haired young man and held it tightly, as if he could distribute his body heat to the weak child on the bed.

[Tetsuya, what do you want to eat?I will buy it for you. ]

Heizi shook his head silently, his blue hair was a little long.A few strands of bangs fell on his forehead, and the blue eyes, which were originally clear and clear, could not see the usual expression, and were so dull that it made people feel distressed.

[Did something happen? ]

The person on the bed didn't respond.

[I remember that after Zheyuan passed away, you lived with a few friends. ]

The person on the bed raised his face slightly, and Uesugi understood.

[Are you having trouble with your friends? ]

Heizi finally raised his head, he covered his eyes, his voice was hoarse.

[I didn't want to hurt anyone, but it ended up hurting everyone. ]

It was the first time for Uesugi to see this blue-haired child showing such an expression, so pale and fragile that it would shatter if touched lightly.In the blue eyes, which are more beautiful than the sky, there is an indelible self-loathing.

[Did I do something wrong... Maybe I'm too greedy... I really...]

[You are not wrong, Tetsuya.You said it, you just didn't want to hurt anyone.If you don't regret this choice, you're not wrong. ]

Holding the weak child on the bed tightly in his arms, Uesugi patted his back lightly.For this skinny child, all he can do is hug him harder and harder.Writer's words: [Take a step back and open up to the sea and the sky] This sentence is easy to say, but... difficult to do.Book printing volume survey + reservation is over, thank you for your support!The article has been submitted for printing, and it is currently being typeset. It is finally confirmed that it will be printed in A5, above 400P, and the full text is 26W words. I hope you will like it.The ending is really made by burning the life code, it would be great if there is a little touch [laugh] Thank you again for your perseverance [bow]

Edge of the Abyss-38 (all black)

*This chapter is recommended to watch with BGM

Q38

Uesugi proposed to go to Syria for a trip to experience the road that Heizi Zheyuan had traveled, and Heizi agreed without hesitation.Uesugi looked at the blue-haired young man who quickly recovered from his mental slump, and watched him go home and pack his luggage quickly. He didn't know whether he felt more happy or pity.

Heizi still had his usual indifferent expression, showing no signs of joy or sorrow.Facing the worried expression of the black-haired elder, Heizi raised the corners of his lips, showing a faint smile.

[I'm fine, Uncle.Just go back to being alone. ]

The speed of the blue-haired young man was not unpleasant. In the morning, Uesugi told him about his own considerations and the pressure of the editor-in-chief. In the afternoon, Heizi had already come to him with a small luggage bag.There are very few things in the luggage bag, valid documents, some daily necessities, a few comfortable and wear-resistant clothes, and two photo frames.

One is a group photo of Heizi and his son, and the other is a group photo of teenagers wearing "Diguang" basketball uniforms.

[I'm afraid I'll never come back. ]

Heizi looked at the two photo frames with nostalgia, and paused slightly when his eyes fell on the photo of the Diguang basketball team champions. His expression in the backlight showed undisguised joy and pride.Heizi stretched out his hand and gently stroked the images of the young boys in high spirits, as if he was recalling the carefree and green years.

[Uncle, if I accidentally die, please put these two photos beside my grave.Nothing else. ]

The place they are going to is not a tourist attraction, not a holy place for vacation, but a zone where wars are most common, a free zone on the edge of life and death, and the place closest to death.

But only that kind of place can allow Heizi to obtain the ability to continue writing "The Abyss" as quickly as possible, and quickly temper his spirit and soul.

As a good friend of Heizi's father, Uesugi looked at the gentle and delicate face of the calm blue-haired youth in front of him.Hearing the calm tone of Heizi Tetsuya's last words, he suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt and sadness.

If this child really had a chance, then he was definitely an accomplice in his death.

No, perhaps, when he first asked this child to continue writing "The Abyss", he was pushing this overly serious and persistent child to the brink of death.

He is not an accomplice, he is the culprit!

[Zhe Ye, as expected, forget it...]

[It’s fine if uncle doesn’t go, I’ll go by myself. ]

Heizi picked up the luggage bag and walked out the door without hesitation, Uesugi hurriedly grabbed him.The young man's calm and decisive actions made him terrified. If this child really went to Syria alone, Uesugi felt that he would be tortured by his conscience so that his life would be worse than death.

[Wait, I'm going with you. ]

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Uesugi found a friend at the customs and quickly obtained the passports of the two.After going through the security check, I boarded a ship bound for the port of Latakia, Syria.There were only a dozen passengers on the huge ship.It happened that there was a group of war reporters on the ship, and Uesugi chatted with them very happily, and the group of reporters also enthusiastically accepted the new partner along the way.

[Honestly, I really don't want to go to that damn place. ]

A young reporter shrugged helplessly and complained about his misfortune. When he was talking, the freckles on his nose twitched occasionally, which looked extremely funny.

[Our editorial department is all married people, with partners, children and families. I am sorry that I am single and have to take on this horrible job.Sure enough, it's better to take a few logistics photos in the rear. ]

His words won many echoes of approval. He was born in a peaceful age and grew up in comfort. Everyone's understanding of war is limited to the promise of life and death staged on the big screen in the cinema.Even so, no one wants to experience life in a place full of sandstorms and stray bullets.

[Sorry, I don't quite agree with what you said. ]

A gentle voice sounded, and the freckled reporter jumped away to the right.damned!You must know that he always thought that there was no one on his left side!

[You, when were you here? ]

[I am always here. ]

After the brief surprise passed, except for Uesugi, a group of people noticed the talking blue-haired youth.Most of them are from the editorial departments of newspapers and magazines in the United States or Europe. At first glance, a handsome and elegant oriental youth like Heizi is eye-catching.

[You don't agree with my words?Then why did you go to that place in Syria?Wouldn't it be to experience the tension on the front line of life and death? ]

The brown-haired reporter asked in surprise, he always thought that everyone in the room felt a little bit forced to go to that place.But from Heizi's tone, it seems that he voluntarily went to that dangerous place of right and wrong.

[Not at all.To be precise, I want to find the meaning of existence. ]

He raised his pale, almost sickly face, and the gentle sea breeze brushed his hair.Heizi's voice is not loud, but it can easily stir up a certain long-silent string in one's heart.

[I want to finish the work that my father didn't finish, but right now, there are still many things I don't understand.I want to go to Syria to find something, but what exactly, I can't say. ]

Maybe, just want to go on a spiritual journey.

He seems to never be able to keep the important people in his life, be it his mother, his father, or everyone in Diguang...

[Although I can't understand it, it's really dangerous there.Never act independently. ]

An older reporter exhorted that he had a deep scar on his forehead.The young people stopped talking noisyly, packed their things silently, and began to worry about the unknown journey.

Heizi took out his mobile phone, and there was a bit of beating light in his ice-blue eyes.The cell phone is empty, there is neither a call nor a text message, nothing, it is so empty that it makes people feel lonely.

He quickly typed out a line of words with his slender fingers, but soon, Heizi shook his head and deleted the typed characters one by one.

He wanted to explain to Midorima and the others his agreement with Akashi's "seven-day lover", but he gave up after a little thought.

None of this would mean anything if he was dead.

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Through the Strait of Malacca, Burma Sea, Bay of Bengal, across the Indian Ocean into the Arabian Sea.Then sail to the Gulf of Aden, the Red Sea.With the help of the Suez Canal to the Mediterranean, the port of Latakia is finally approaching.

Heizi was very seasick, and he was pale all the way.In order not to worry Uesugi and his friends from the press corps, he always hides in a corner where no one else can find him and vomits out secretly, and then cleans up the vomited dirt quietly.The two photos he carried with him gave him great comfort.Putting the photo close to his heart, Heizi always has the illusion that everyone is still by his side.

Even if it is an illusion, it is warm and nostalgic.

Latakia Port is an old and busy port.When Heizi and his party arrived, they happened to encounter a large number of ships carrying goods back and forth, most of which were agricultural products such as cotton without technological content.There is still a short distance from the front line, but the impact of the war can be seen from the tired and dull faces of the laborers.Observing human beings is one of Heizi's great abilities, but at this moment, he doesn't want to be gifted in this area at all.

There are three things in this world that are unbearable, poverty, coughing, and love.

Among the three, poverty is the well-deserved number one killer.

They didn't stay in the rear much, and after a night's rest, they quickened their pace and began to move forward to the front.The young reporters were no longer in the mood to talk and laugh, and everyone had a lingering sadness on their faces.

Hurry up and finish the task and go home.

The goal in everyone's heart has reached an amazing unity, and the pace of progress is getting faster and faster.Heizi looked weak and slender, but his physical fitness was extraordinary during the Emperor Guang period. While keeping up with the large army, he still had the energy to do some things on his own.For example, put a little coin in the basin of a beggar on the street, for example, buy all the bouquets held by the flower girl, for example, use misdirection to quietly observe the expressions on the faces of those who are about to die.

He recorded all this in his notebook, detailing everything.

──A child died in front of me. He had golden hair and reminded me of Kise-kun, so I felt very sad.I made him a crude tomb, and hope that child can rest in peace.

──There was a father who bought his son a loaf of bread that was almost moldy with the money he had left.He washed the white mildew, and tore the bread into small pieces for his children to eat.For some reason, I was reminded of the 50 year old milkshake my dad ordered me.

──I saw a cat with odd-colored eyes on the street in the morning, and it looked very proud.I left him some food, which he didn't eat, and I found out later that he followed our team a long way.I don't know which side's landmine detonated, it was buried by the ruins of the explosion, and I couldn't find his body.

──I gave a piece of chocolate to a child. He held it in his hand for a long time and was reluctant to eat it. Finally, the chocolate melted in his hand.If it was given to Murasakihara-kun, he could swallow six pieces of these chocolates in one gulp.

──When I was crossing the river, I met a dark-skinned boatman, even darker than Aomine-kun... He couldn't understand English, let alone Japanese, so he couldn't communicate.We gave him some food, and he ferried us a long way without charging any money.His smile is simple and warm.I gave him an amulet.

──After coming here, I really feel that being a doctor is the greatest profession.Here, gunpowder and plague continued to claim lives.Mr. Uesugi forbade me to use up all the commonly used medicines on my body, but I secretly took them out and gave them to those in need.I just can't watch a family die from a respiratory infection in peace.

……

The fellow war correspondents are highly efficient and experienced people.It didn't take long for Heizi and the others to arrive at the trench near the front line.After traveling for too long, everyone looked a little disheartened, and if the environment allowed, they were all eager to take a good bath.It's just that for the moment, taking a bath is obviously a luxury.

After finally resting, the reporters took out their SLRs one after another, and began to adjust the lenses, or check the photos they took.As the atmosphere slowly came to life, they exchanged the images in the lens with each other, discussing which photo had the most profound meaning.

Heizi did not participate in their discussion, and wrote down his thoughts for the day in his notebook, then raised the curtain and went outside the tent.The sun was already approaching the horizon, and the blood-colored halo of the residual sun shrouded the dry land full of sorrow.Heizi likes the sky at this moment very much, gold and blood red are intertwined, as if being watched by that person's strange eyes.

Inadvertently, Heizi took out the photo of himself on his chest and looked at it quietly.A pink-haired reporter with him, Momoi Wuyue, had a good impression of him. At this time, the young and beautiful girl came behind Heizi and secretly looked at the backlit profile of the blue-haired youth in front of him.

Zhejun, what a nice-looking person.A little mysterious, but very gentle.

Momoi thought sweetly,

A few days ago, when Momoi was interviewing, he accidentally fell into a hollow, lost his companion, and the communication was broken again.When she felt her heart was about to burst, Heizi appeared in front of her, picked her up and brought her back to the assembly point.There was a nice, reassuring scent about the blue-haired youth, and she fell in love with it almost immediately.

[Miss Momoi, what's the matter? ]

[No... nothing. ]

When Heizi spoke abruptly, Momoi felt ashamed of being discovered by peeping, and immediately shook his head desperately.Heizi didn't ask any further questions, his eyes still stayed on the photo.

[Take the liberty to ask... Does Zhejun have a girlfriend? ]

Seeing Kuroko taking out the photo in a daze at first, Momoi was actually a little desperate.You must know that the photos that will be put in the breast pocket are most likely photos with your partner.But when she mustered up the courage to look over, she found that it was a group photo of a group of teenagers, about thirteen or fourteen years old, all smiling openly and cheerfully.Momoi felt relieved all of a sudden, feeling that the future was not all bleak.After holding back for a long time, Momoi still opened her mouth to ask this question that has been lingering in her heart for many days. When she asked, her cheeks were flushed, as charming and lovely as cherry blossom petals in full bloom.

[There is no word for girlfriend,]

Heizi turned his head, his ice-blue hair was a little disheveled by the wind, but it didn't affect his gentle demeanor at all.Momoi looked into his gentle eyes, before she could jump for joy because of that sentence, what Kuroko said next shattered her mood to the bottom.

[However, I have people I want to spend my life with. ]

That nostalgic look was so gentle, Momoi looked at him bewilderedly, but the girl's feelings were shattered into countless pieces, declaring that her beautiful unrequited love was fruitless.

[Zhe Jun must be happy with the person you like! ]

[……Thanks. ]

BC

Edge of the Abyss-39 (all black)

Please eat this chapter with the BGM──No special HTML

Q39

Although I was prepared mentally, the tragedy on the front line still exceeded expectations.The continuous artillery fire and gunfire made the group have to be more careful.The ground under his feet trembled slightly with the roar of the bomb, and the dust brought by the explosion rushed towards his face, as if a big gray mouth wanted to swallow all fresh life.

[Not good, the bombing lasted for more than three hours...]

Momoi looked at his watch, with a worried expression on his face.This was indeed the longest bombing they had encountered so far. Although they hid in the trenches, they all knew in their hearts that with such crude protective equipment, as long as two Rolanders settled around, they could be bombarded to pieces , There is no way to save even a complete body.

[It will be fine, the firepower of the bombing has begun to weaken, and it will stop in about half an hour. ]

Heizi's gentle and calm voice calmed everyone's timidity like the wind.At the beginning, no one believed his "prediction" at all, but slowly, the successful predictions time after time showed the young man's calm insight.Including their hiding place at this time was also judged by Heizi, they simply followed behind him, relying on this person's decision.

I don't know when, this blue-haired youth with no sense of existence has become the spiritual pillar of everyone.

[If Zhe Jun said so...ah, it's dangerous! ]

Momoi just showed a reassuring smile, and with sharp eyes, she keenly saw a little girl standing not far away, walking forward foolishly.Worried about her child's safety, Momoi, who has a strong sense of justice, jumped up and was about to go out, but was stopped by her colleague.

[Let go of me... that child...]

[Ms. Momoi stay here, I'll just go over there. ]

Heizi pressed her shoulder reassuringly, and the slender figure only flashed for a moment before leaving.Momoi watched the blue-haired young man approach the child and pick him up, and suddenly felt his heart beating in his throat.

Never, no bombs or mines...don't ever...

Boom──

Roland, or perhaps a flying fish, suddenly fell to a place not far away, causing violent vibrations.Seeing the yellow sand all over the sky outside the hiding facility, Momoi screamed and was about to rush out, but was pinned to the ground.

[Zhe Jun, Zhe Jun...]

Momoi's voice was already crying, and Uesugi also showed a worried expression.That child is always like this, caring and gentle to others, but only despises his own body and life.

This is a bad habit.

When the dust dissipated, the vision regained visibility.Everyone was pleasantly surprised to see Heizi walking back safely with the child in his arms. The explosion just now was indeed dangerous, but fortunately Heizi resolutely rolled down into the cracks beside him, so he was not hit.

[It's all right, don't be afraid. ]

Heizi hugged the huddled child soothingly,