[He Xi] will never wither

Fengjinyuan didn't wait for his answer and pushed the door straight in.As always, she found the figure sitting behind the desk, and Yamato's pen was still writing the government report to be completed smoothly.

"Director, the report on the integration of Tokyo Metro and Metropolitan Transportation Bureau has been completed."

"Thank you. Let's report."

They were all wearing JP's uniform jackets, holding a file board with several pages of fax paper in one hand, looking at ten lines at a glance, omitting the greetings, and began to summarize the content in a cold tone: "This survey did not see significant data fluctuations. Ginza Line, Shinjuku Line, The Marunouchi Line and other key monitoring routes have no abnormalities. There are five key data items: First, the peaks of special wavelengths are at Shinjuku Station, Shibuya Station, and Otemachi Station—” At this time, she suddenly heard a heavy wooden chair being dragged roughly miserable hissing.

Lifting her eyes reflexively, she saw a scene that she would never believe if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.Yamato stood up straight, bowed forward, and stood on the desk with both hands. The report he had just completed became wrinkled waste paper under his fingernails.He was struggling to breathe as if he was out of oxygen, and his dilated pupils showed a look of pain and struggle.Yamato stretched out his hand to loosen his tie, and then began to cough out dark blue and purple petals non-stop. Countless petals gushed out and fell on the table, leaving only ashes as if they had been burned.

"elder brother!"

Dou rushed to Yamato's side with a stride, and the file board in his hand slipped and fell on the carpet with a muffled sound. "Those days" were already over, and she thought she would never have to experience the emotion of fear again, but her heart trembled as if she had betrayed her own consciousness.

"Don't tell... anyone..." In the dry cough that almost suffocated him, Yamato squeezed out these few words between breaths.It was too fast, the flower vomiting disease was deteriorating too fast, there must have been a tear in the throat, and even the chest and lungs were coughing and stinging.If this continues, he will directly lose consciousness here, and in any case, this state cannot be discovered by the passing low-level staff.Just as he was thinking hard like this, a trembling voice came from his ear: "I won't let others find out, but Makoto must know about it. You wait for me, and I will soon Come back to you, brother!"

Dou's handkerchief was forcefully stuffed into Yamato's palm.Yamato raised his head, and looked at the figure who was staggeringly closing the door with his eyes squinted.His vision began to blur, and the withered petals gradually merged with a green wasteland in his mind.

Spiderwort.

Blooming in the morning, withering at noon, never enough gorgeous flowers.

The tiny flowers that bloomed in the dream, and the blue-purple dotted on the green quilt, turned out to be patches of spiderwort.Knowing that I am the most disdainful and ordinary person, how did this kind of flower grow into my dream?

"Boss!" The last thing that reached Yamato's ears was Makoto's voice outside the sea of ​​flowers.After that, there was only the whistling wind from the dream.

The director fell ill. This was the first fact that Makoto who rushed into the director's room could not imagine.Yamato, who passed out, had a high fever and was still clutching Dou's handkerchief tightly in his hand, apparently completely unconscious.Otome, who rushed from Nagoya in a hurry, told the truth about the inspection of the petals, and looked at Yamato, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly, as if she had received a huge blow. "I didn't fulfill my duty as a doctor, let my patients work with overdrawn body when they are sick like that..."

"Otome, you have done a good job. The director is not someone we can stop." Makoto sighed more and more heavily, "The next difficulty has just begun, even if you can claim that the director is temporarily on leave, JP's is always the place for national safety , Normal operation must be maintained. Only me and Du can share the work of the director, and we should be able to barely hold on for a while in the short term.”

They all sat by the bed and wiped the cold sweat off Yamato's forehead with a handkerchief: "If we want to share the work of my brother, no matter how much we want to be with him and take care of him, I'm afraid we won't have enough time. Otome must also be in Nagoya and Nagoya every day. Running back and forth between Tokyo? If another one is exhausted, we really have nothing to do.”

"Is there really no other way, someone who can take care of the chief... who else?"

The preoccupied three looked at the sleeping Yamato and were relatively speechless.Finally unable to bear the silence, Makoto gritted her teeth and pulled out the phone from her pocket.

"To:

The suddenness of the incident made it impossible for us to seek help from the general public if there was no other way.If it is you, you must be someone we can trust.This matter is no small matter, and only four people including you know about it, please don't tell others for now, even our partners in the battle.

I found the phone number you left when you came here through internal documents.Before confirming that this number has not changed its owner, please forgive me for not being able to reveal my identity, but if it is still you, I believe you have already guessed my name.

I urgently need to get in touch with you.This one-time-use number cannot receive text messages and calls, but if you can come to this address at 3:30 pm today... I will meet you at the coffee shop on the ground floor on time.

This message I will be sending every 10 minutes with an untraceable proxy number.Please keep quiet about this meeting, we must not leak more information.

I'm sorry to involve you in our affair again.Feel sorry. "