[Comprehensive] Pass me the fire

I grabbed the injured right hand of the other party and looked at it carefully. The wound almost running through the entire palm was so deep that the bones could be vaguely seen, and the flesh on the edge of the wound was horrible.

Fortunately, I had already bought a bandage for simple dressing, and I handled it skillfully for the other party. At the same time, I noticed another thing.

This hand is definitely not the hand that a sick and thin patient should have. Judging from the roughness of the hand and the distribution of calluses on the palm, this person has at least 30 years of combat experience.

If this is the case, it also confirms my guess from the side. This person is definitely not congenitally weak, but suffered some kind of life-threatening trauma and underwent a series of operations before he barely recovered to his current appearance.

I became a little curious, and while thinking about it, I noticed that the owner of the hand seemed to have become strange.

I looked at the other party belatedly, and my eyes passed the completely stiff arm, and landed on Yagi Toshinori who was as close as possible to the side of the car door and kept a certain distance from me as much as possible—Yagi Toshinori, This is the name of the blond man in front of him.

"Mr. Yagi." I said, softly called the other person's name, and then leaned over, leaning slightly against Yagi Jundian's upper body.

For some reason, Mr. Yagi's voice sounded a little inexplicably subtle, and his body, which was already close to the car door, seemed to shrink back a little.He opened his mouth: "Well, yes, is there a problem?"

I leaned my upper body over, and in the narrow compartment, even though the opponent's body was as thin as a naked skeleton, because he was much taller than ordinary people, he had to hunched his back to look less restrained .I stretched out my right hand as I approached Yagi-san who was inexplicably embarrassed.

A slender but far weaker arm than it looks on the outside is stretched across Yagi Toshinori's body, as if to specially block him from other extra spaces.I rested my right hand lightly on the car door.

Yagi Toshinori, who looked even more nervous, didn't speak. He seemed to be about to say something, but he swallowed the words abruptly, and his Adam's apple, which was particularly eye-catching due to his thinness, rolled up and down.

I kindly reminded him: "Mr. Yagi, the car door is not locked."

After I finished speaking, I locked the car door, then slowly withdrew my hand, returned to the original distance, and sat obediently on the other side of the back seat.

Toshinori Yagi: "..."

Yagi Toshinori seemed relieved and said a little shyly: "Sorry, I didn't notice at all, I was too careless! Thank you."

I shook my head, indicating that it was nothing.Seeing that the other party didn't intend to speak again after finishing this sentence, I thought about it, and continued to ask curiously: "Mr. Yagi's reaction ability is very good, even I feel ashamed... Speaking of which, at that moment just now Under such circumstances, why did Mr. Yagi stand up suddenly? It is obviously so dangerous."

Hearing this, Yagi Toshinori put his injured right hand on his knee, and gently folded the other hand on it, just to cover the injured area.He looked straight at his hands, and the moment he lowered his eyes, his expression was indescribably lonely, but his voice showed firmness contrary to his appearance: "If you let I would be remiss if I watched someone get hurt right in front of my eyes."

I glanced at him, then looked back unhurriedly, and said politely: "Is that so? It's amazing, Mr. Yagi looks so weak, and made himself so embarrassed."

Yagi Toshinori choked for a moment: "...uh."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I don't mean to underestimate you, Mr. Yagi," I quickly reacted, and said understandingly, then raised my hand to gently support my chin, as if I was thinking about something He tilted his head, "How should I put it... Around me, there are not so many people who think like Mr. Yagi. It's better to say that there are none at all. So I feel a little strange."

Yagi Toshinori said to me patiently: "No...it's not surprising. Besides, you also stood up at that time, didn't you? Of course, it would be better if you could grasp the scale a little bit."

I heard what he meant, so I narrowed my eyes slightly, a little unhappy: "Mr. Yagi is teaching me a lesson."

"No, this is meant to compliment you," Yagi Jundian denied my guess, and continued to speak patiently as if he was cheering for me, "After all, you can bravely stand up to help me at this age. Others are already amazing."

Hearing this, I was taken aback for a moment, then unconsciously stretched out my hand, and stroked a strand of long hair hanging from my ear with my fingertips.

To be honest, it's a bit strange to be praised like this by a stranger I met for the first time, and the compliment is still such a trivial thing that I don't think is worth mentioning and doesn't need to be taken seriously at all.

I calmly said: "It's nothing special, I just deal with the people who stand in front of me casually."

Seeing Mr. Yagi's puzzled face, I had no choice but to explain: "That person has been standing at the counter for too long, and it has already hindered me from paying the bill. I don't like others hindering me, so it is only natural to deal with that kind of person."

Toshinori Yagi: "..."

"...Well, although the motivation is a bit strange, the actual act of helping others is still worthy of praise." Mr. Yagi struggled, not knowing who he was trying to convince.

I looked at him quietly for a while, then turned my head in silence, and whispered as if talking to myself: "What's more, how can I let go of that inferior man who uses violence against women."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Mr. Yagi on the car window that could clearly reflect the figure of the other party, showing a gratified expression as if he was a dean who had watched his students turn their backs and turn a new leaf.

The nearest hospital arrived soon, and although the other party refused in every possible way, I insisted on sending Mr. Yagi in.

"It's still a while before my family comes to pick me up. Anyway, I have nothing to do during this time." I glanced at the message sent by Mori Ogai, and the other party said that someone else had been sent to pick me up, about Be there in an hour.

Yagi Jundian sighed deeply, stroked his forehead and said: "How should I put it, being taken care of by a little girl to such an extent is really a matter for an adult to introspect. My body is not as good as you can imagine. It's so bad, I didn't make a special trip to the hospital."

"If according to my imagination, an ordinary person would have died with an injury like Mr. Yagi's." I said casually while confirming the message sent by Mori Ogai.

"...Hum." Yagi Jundian seemed to be completely hit by my words, showing a look that wanted to forcefully defend but was speechless.He was obviously taller than me by a large margin, but his paper-thin body didn't have the sense of oppression that such a huge height difference should have.

I paused, looked at Mr. Yagi's right hand wrapped in a blood-soaked bandage, and motioned to him: "And ordinary people would not leave this kind of wound alone. Mr. Yagi is an adult, please be more or less an adult." Consciously, I am not a child who is afraid of injections, so there is no need to be so resistant to coming to the hospital."

Maybe it's because of being lectured by so much younger girls, I always feel that Mr. Yagi doesn't have the imposing manner of an adult.The other party struggled and said, "No, I am not against coming to the hospital..."

"That's fine. Please be considerate of me, Yagi-san, it's troublesome to drag these things around."

Yagi Toshinori seemed to still want to struggle, but finally lowered his head: "...I understand."

Now that I have come to this hospital, I also went to the neurology department for an examination.The results obtained are similar to previous reports, except that it takes a long time to restore the damaged part of the brain, and there is no treatment that can work in a short time.When I was in Yokohama, I did this test many times, and I was not surprised to get such a completely similar conclusion.

I was sitting on a bench in the middle of the courtyard of the hospital, holding this checklist that I just got in my hand, and looking at the diagnosis conclusions that I had seen countless times on it, I was in a daze unconsciously.

...Although there is no sign of memory recovery, I have often been dreaming recently.I can have horrible nightmares and sweet dreams, but when I wake up, I have no impression at all.

Although Chuya once told me very freely and freely to throw away the life that has been completely forgotten and start a new life, but no matter how I think about it, only people like Chuya are the only ones who do such a mindless thing, no , only one person in the Central Plains can do it.

I can't be as free and easy as him. I always feel that in my past that I have completely forgotten, there must be something very precious, and if I forget it, I will regret it for a lifetime.I want to get it back.

Although I can more or less realize what kind of person I was before, but if I recall those things, then the me I used to be may not be so bad in the eyes of some people.

I just wanted to verify this, so I avoided Mori Ogai's eyes and ears, and tried to go to the hospital for physical examination and treatment, but so far there has been no progress.

Not only was there no progress, but Osamu Dazai noticed it.Anything is going to be troublesome and bad when this person is involved.I'm not so simple as to easily believe the other party's promise of secrecy, but it will take extra effort and energy to make this person shut up forever, and there is a high probability that it will not succeed—that's why I say Dazai Treating this man is troublesome as hell.

Just as I was thinking this way, a round ball suddenly rolled over, touched my toes, bounced on the spot for a couple of times, and then wobbled to a stop.

A little boy with beautiful white hair in a small hospital gown was about to run over to pick up the ball that rolled under my feet. He raised his short legs and ran towards me two times. Step, and suddenly stopped.

The little boy with white hair stared at me for a while with his eyes open. He didn't know whether it was because he was afraid of life or simply because he was afraid. He pursed his soft lips and stopped running towards the ball. Run back and hide behind someone.

The little boy tightly grasped the corner of the man's clothes, hid his body behind the man's back, then hesitantly poked out a fluffy white head from his waist, looking at me and the ball with a stream of eyes. Show a little eager look.

Only then did I see clearly that standing in front of the little boy was a thin-looking woman who was also wearing a hospital gown.She also has beautiful long white hair. Under the bright sun, even the tip of her hair is shining with a strange and dazzling luster. She has a clean and calm face, and it seems that her age cannot be accurately judged just from her appearance.

Behind her was a group of little boys and girls in hospital clothes, probably children from the same hospital playing games.After all, today is a rare good weather.

The slender white-haired woman seemed to have noticed the little boy's shyness and retreat. She pursed her lips, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth became very soft. Then she stretched out her hand and stroked the little boy's white hair in a gentle manner. And familiar.

I picked up the ball parked at my feet. This should be a favorite toy for children. It was obvious that it was worn out not long after I bought it.

At the same time, a white-haired woman came up to me.The little boy hiding behind her became even more timid, and huddled behind her like a squirrel afraid of predators.

While stroking the little boy's furry head, she said to me in a slightly apologetic voice: "Sorry, this kid is too shy..."

I shook my head, saying it was nothing, and then handed her the ball in my hand.

The other party took it with both hands, and then handed it to the little boy who clung to her tightly and refused to let go.The little boy suddenly became happy, happily hugged the ball in his arms, said "thank you" in a low voice, and was about to turn around and run away, only to find that the white-haired woman was still standing there motionless.He hesitated, then reached out and grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes, and shook it urgently.

The woman signaled him to wait for a while with her eyes, then turned her head, and her calm and gentle eyes fell on me again.

She suddenly said: "Today is a good weather, so the children in the hospital have come out to play, and everyone is very happy."

I nodded, but I didn't understand why the other party would suddenly mention this, so I couldn't help but look at her questioningly.

She quickly answered me with action.The woman with a calm and gentle temperament stretched out her hand to me, and touched my head with the same movement as she was stroking the little boy just now, as if she was pitying some poor little animal, or comforting some kind of lonely beast.

While comforting me, she said to me in a gentle voice: "So don't worry too much, you will be fine."

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