Crimson Blade

After the soul returns to the body, its control gradually increases, and its sense of the surroundings becomes more and more acute. Fei Cunren can hear the clear and clear birdsong outside, and naturally can feel the hand walking on his body more clearly. .

Who is this?

Goosebumps were coming up all over his body, not realizing that the other party was soothing his atrophied muscles, Himura Ren poked secretly to adjust his breathing, controlled the blood flow in his body, and prepared to surprise that wretched guy.

Alas, when will Ah Ren wake up?

The mood in the dark blue eyes was a little depressed, and the haori cuffs embroidered with dark sea waves fluttered. Giyuu, who hadn't noticed it, began to withdraw his thoughts, and when he let go of his hand to get the medicinal wine to smear again, his face suddenly changed.

This thick and regular breathing...is the breathing method? !

Just touched the medicinal wine with his fingertips, Giyong felt happy when he felt the change in Himura Ren's breathing, and almost subconsciously turned his head to see if the other party had woken up.

However, before he could take any action, his knee was hit hard, and when his body was forced to fall forward, the back of his head was pressed hard on the floor by a hand.

"Ping ping pong pong!"

The sound of the bottle of medicinal wine being turned over sounded one after another. After waking up, Himura Ren swiftly grabbed Giyuu's body with his legs, and firmly pressed the back of Giyuu's head with his hands. Crimson bamboo leaf patterns appeared on his face, and his expression changed. Like the seriousness of capturing a pervert.

"A...blade?!"

His face was pressed to the floor, and Giyuu, who was originally cold and frosty, looked a little pitiful now. He opened his twisted mouth with difficulty, and there was a little surprise mixed in his deep voice.

"Senior Feicun, you finally woke up!"

Makoto, who was attracted by such a big movement, had a look of surprise on his face, and then when he saw the suppressed Giyuu still had that strange posture, he asked with a strange expression:

"What are you doing?"

"Yiyong?"

Looking around for a week, I found that I was in the Butterfly House, and then looked at the familiar haori on the guy I was pressing down. Himura Ren let go of his hand, and his face was a little embarrassed. replied:

"Ahem, when I woke up I felt that..."

Fei Cunren's eyes fluttered and he was a little embarrassed to say it, but Zhenzhu suddenly realized something, and instantly understood what Fei Cunren hadn't said yet, and then covered his mouth and smiled softly:

"Ah, it's Senior Yiyong who is soothing your muscles, which can prevent muscle atrophy."

"This, this is it!"

Realizing that he seemed to have made a mistake, Fei Cunren looked at the person under him and felt even more embarrassed, but at this moment, Yiyong's ears suddenly turned red, and he said in a cold and deep voice with a little bit of embarrassment:

"Can you get away from me first?"

Because the front of Giyuu is close to the floor, Himura Ren at this time is equivalent to sitting in a certain position. Coupled with the subtle movements and friction during the conversation, this makes Giyuu, who usually has a poker face, blush a little.

Fei Cunren was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this posture was a bit ambiguous, and then suddenly got up as if he had been scalded by coal, and a Jiling got up and said falteringly:

"Hug, sorry."

Yiyong stood up and patted his wrinkled clothes, his face was slightly red, his dark blue eyes were slightly narrowed, and his head was turned to another direction, not daring to look directly at Feicunren.

Why do I feel like I have grown a lot taller after not seeing righteousness for a few days?

Completely unaware that he had been in a coma for a year, Fei Cunren looked at the young but mature Yoshiyuki in front of him with some hesitation.

Although in the parallel world, he can already be sure that he and Yiyong love each other deeply in that world, but he is not sure if Yiyong in this world has that kind of love in his heart, or whether he is ready to accept it.

After all, even if he promised another self to treat this relationship well, if Giyuu doesn't like him and he doesn't feel anything about him, there's nothing he can do about it.

Why does Aren keep staring at me?

The scorching gaze seemed to be sizing him up and down, which made Yiyong feel a little uneasy. A trace of hesitation flashed in his dark blue eyes, and he was a little worried whether his actions just now made Ah Ren feel something.

"Senior Feicun, you have just woken up and slept for more than a year, you should go for a physical examination first, and the reminiscence with Brother Yiyong can be slowed down for the time being."

No, I'm not reminiscing about the old days.

Makoto's interjection broke the atmosphere of silence between the two, and the corner of Fei Cunren's mouth twitched. He first noticed the last sentence, and then he reacted and asked in shock:

"Wait, I've been in a coma for over a year?"

"That's right!"

Makoto nodded in affirmation, Fei Cunren's face darkened, and he took a deep breath to calm himself down, but he still couldn't help complaining in his heart:

Obviously, my injury can heal within a month at most, and it only takes seven days for me to go to the parallel world. How did Ikuko Ichihara make me sleep for a year?

Seeing Himura Ren falling into silence, Mako glanced at Giyuu who was very quiet beside him, and then pretended to add unintentionally:

"Because I don't know when you will wake up, Brother Yiyong took the initiative to ask to come over to help you massage to reduce muscle atrophy."

As a result, when I woke up, I caught him as a pervert...

Blinking his eyes stiffly, Feicun Ren, who felt really embarrassed, didn't dare to look at Yiyong's expression, so he could only touch the tip of his nose and change the subject dryly:

"Uh, didn't you say you want to check something, let's go!"

Fei Cunren's movements revealed his guilty conscience, but Yiyong, who was a little at a loss, suddenly calmed down. Looking at the back of Ah Ren walking away stiffly with his hands and feet, he suddenly realized that he should take the initiative.

The year-long waiting has already made him feel very tormented. He doesn't know when Ah Ren will wake up, or even whether Ah Ren will wake up, which makes Giyuu almost desperate.

Therefore, we can no longer wait passively like this.

Rubbing the haori sleeve with his hand, and putting his right hand on the hilt of the Japanese sword, Giyuu's dark blue eyes became deeper, and he made a decision in his heart.

Compared with the happiness in the future, being cheeky now is nothing.

Fei Cunren followed Mako to check, and when he walked through a ward, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure, it was Ganluji Mitsuri whose hair had turned into pink and green gradients.

"Senior, are you finally awake?!"

The light green eyes were full of joy, and Kanroji Mitsuri tilted her head and rested her chin with her hands, and said with a big smile on her face:

"It's really great, presumably Senior Yiyong will be very happy."

"..."

Why do you mention righteousness every time you see me?

His expression became a little tangled, and he complained a little in his heart. Fei Cunren fixed his eyes on the three braids of Mitsuri, and then asked a question that had troubled him for a long time.

"Mitsuri, what happened to your hair, wasn't it black before?"

The confusion on Himura Ren's face was too obvious, while Ganluji Mitsuri blinked her light green eyes, scratched her cheek cutely and said embarrassedly:

"Well, because I ate 170 sakuramochi in one go in a few months, my hair changed color by accident."

Eating cherry cakes can dye hair? ?

Kanroji Mitsuri stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, while Himura Ren fell into a trance, feeling that the world suddenly became magical.

"Aren't you going to check?"

With a cool and slightly magnetic voice, Giyuu, who had returned to his normal state, was wearing a spray haori, first glanced at the pretty Mitsuri, and then began to exude a low pressure all over his body, facing the person who was having a good time talking with Ganluji Fei Cunren asked.

"Here we go..."

Noticing the change of Yoshiyuki's gaze, Makoto suppressed a smile and put on a serious face while pulling Himura Ren away, and hurriedly replied on the other hand.

"What to do in such a hurry, I feel that there should be no major problems with my body."

The ignorant Himura Ren was still bluffing in confusion, while Makoto showed helplessness on his face, then quickened his pace again, and whispered in his heart:

Maybe your health is fine, Senior Feicun, but if you stay like this, I'm afraid Senior Yiyong will be jealous.

The body-checking duo gradually moved away, and after walking until they couldn't see Yiyong, Zhenmo said intentionally, seemingly unintentionally:

"Senior Feicun, didn't you notice that Brother Yiyong was a little unhappy just now?"

"Eh?!"

Even though he was woken up, Himura Ren, who was still a straight man of steel, tilted his head to express his confusion, so Mako could only caress his forehead, and said with some helplessness in his dark green eyes:

"Look, senior, you directly captured Senior Brother Yiyong when you woke up, but you were so happy to talk to Miri just now, isn't that a bit biased?"

"And a year ago, when you were seriously injured and fell down, Senior Brother Yiyong stepped forward to hug you. At that time, seeing your serious injury, he was so mournful that he almost cried."

Giyuu almost... cried?Suffering a heavy blow in his heart, Fei Cunren pursed his lips tightly and was a little moved.

In the simulation game, he had seen the heart-piercing appearance of Yiyong in another world after his death, but he couldn't imagine that the Yiyong in his own world would be like this.

Because the subconscious of so many years always misled him, making Himura Ren feel that he and Giyu are just friends, making him feel that maybe Giyu in this world would not have such deep feelings for him.

But maybe he's wrong...

The body was manipulated and examined by the doctor, but there was always a little complexity on Himura Ren's face, and the truthful words forced him to understand that he was deceiving himself and others.

Ordinary friends don’t mourn so much that they cry, and ordinary friends don’t voluntarily learn massage techniques for a year under the condition of having a professional doctor, and ask for dispatch just to be able to accompany themselves in the butterfly house.

So what to do!

With a bit of distress and entanglement on his face, Fei Cunren looked at the ceiling and sighed, but in the corner of his heart, there was a faint undetectable embarrassment and bewilderment.