[He Xi] will never wither

When Xiangxi took out the staggeringly thick Minetsuin genealogy from the bookshelf, Yamato knew that what he wanted to check were the brief biographies of the two patients.Yamato did a survey the night before, but he didn't have any practical information in his life. He didn't understand why Xiangxi wanted to personally confirm the contents of this book.On the way back to the Tokyo branch overnight, Yamato, who was sitting in the back seat of his private car, would look at the window on the other side from time to time.Xiangxi sometimes flipped the pages of the book, and sometimes took out her mobile phone and kept pressing keys, as if she was surfing the Internet.Four to five ten minutes later, Xiangxi closed the family tree with a solemn expression, and said in a low voice, "Everything is clear, Yamato."

"What do you understand?"

"I'll explain it later when I get back to JP's. Now I want to rest for a while."

In order for Xiangxi to read in the car, the light above the interior rearview mirror is always on.The dim yellow light slanted on the empty seat in the back seat, Yamato glanced at the sleeping Xiangxi's side face, and the heavy book still tightly hugged in his arms, and said softly to the driver in the front seat: "Turn off the light , that guy is already asleep."

When getting out of the car, Yamato planned to wake Xiangxi who was sleeping soundly, but found that he had woken up silently in the dark at some point.This feeling of being concealed by the other party is very bad, Yamato walked into Xiang Xi's bedroom and immediately asked him: "It's okay now, what did you find in the car?"

"It's a secret that Yamato can't discover." Xiangxi said softly while sitting on the edge of the bed with her head bowed.

"Tsk, it's not your character to dawdle like this, Hibiki. Just say what you want."

"I already know the secret of the petals."

"Is it purple dew? The type of flower has something to do with the formation of haemorrhoids, right?"

"Before that, first of all, how did the cherry blossoms and iris appear. For the first patient who died, I searched through the closest relatives in his relatives, and only found that his brother's wife was related to the cherry blossoms. Although it is possible It's just a coincidence, but it can be guessed that he died because of some connection with that woman."

Yamato's eyes sharpened: "This is nothing more than an unfounded guess. What else did you find?"

"If only the point just now is not enough as evidence, but the second patient who recovered provides better evidence. His wife is the person related to Calamus in the genealogy, and other relatives around him are related to Calamus. It doesn't matter."

"What relationship are you talking about? Is there a hint of flowers in the name?"

"No, Yamato. This is a folklore spread among the people. Everyone has several kinds of "birthday flowers" corresponding to their birthdays. It is said that these flowers will bring people good luck. After all, there is no science It’s just based on sustenance.”

"Xiangxi, should I say that I admire you? You can also discover such things."

"It's just because Yamato never cared about the boring things created by ordinary people, so I didn't notice it." Xiangxi's eyes followed Yamato closely, but for some reason, there was not much expression in those eyes.

"It's no wonder that the old man in the past couldn't find out. The so-called marriage and love, the relationship between men and women, such emptiness, the Minetsu family has always sneered at it."

"...Since the petals come from a specific person's birthday flower, the specific "circumstances" that can cause flower vomiting can also be speculated. The first patient fell in love with his elder brother's wife, and the relationship was fruitless. I almost died unhappy; because the second patient was able to get married with the woman he loved so much, the flower vomiting caused by lovesickness was eliminated, and he was finally cured. If you deduce it like this, everything makes sense.”

"When you have feelings but you don't get any response, you spit out flower petals representing the other party from your throat? What's the point of such a thing? It can even weaken the power of the dragon's veins. So you don't need feelings from the beginning. There won’t be such a troublesome thing.” Yamato said coldly, “It seems that the purple dew is also a guy’s birthday flower. I don’t remember any women who have cared about it. Check out all the people. Xiangxi, you already know who the "instigator" who made you sick?"

"Well, I probably know."

"Then it's fine. Rest well tonight, and find out the culprit tomorrow and find a way to solve it." With a clear plan for the next step, the matter is not far from the end, and Yamato heaved a sigh of relief.emotion?Would the people of Fengjinyuan die because of this reason?Unbelievable, naive to unreasonable.Just as he was thinking this, he was about to leave the room when Yamato suddenly heard a slight cough from behind.

"It's okay." Yamato turned around and took a look.

"Ah, it's okay. Yamato doesn't need to worry." Xiangxi was already lying on the quilt with her back to Yamato, looking as if she was so sleepy that she planned to fall asleep like this.

"Didn't you suffer from flower vomiting?"

"Maybe I have a bit of a cold. I'll be fine tomorrow morning and drink some hot water. Yamato, too, go to rest."

The sound of Yamato's footsteps sounded again without hesitation, and Xiangxi shrank on the bed, covering her mouth with her hands desperately, coughing out faint blue petals.Just when he thought he would hear the sound of the door opening, suddenly someone exerted force on his shoulder, and he was forced to turn over and sit up. , the immaculate white quilt soon left traces of ugly gray spots.

"...Yamato! Don't look this way, otherwise--" Before he finished speaking, a coughing sound interrupted his words.

"Sure enough. Did you lie to me because you were afraid I would find it troublesome?" Yamato said displeased, "The flower vomiting disease was caused after contacting me. I have an obligation to take care of you."

"For... Yamato... Is this just an obligation?" Xiangxi coughed and said intermittently.

"What's the meaning?"

"It doesn't mean anything, and the current Yamato won't understand..." Xiangxi struggled to say a complete sentence, and had to cough several times in order not to bite the full petals in his mouth, "so there is no need You take care of me, I am enough by myself."