[Death] Xiao Ran Yimeng

Severe pain and coma, after waking up, it will disappear. "

Kisuke Urahara didn't seem to want to continue this topic, so he asked instead, "Does Ms. Mengluo also like tea?"

"Well, because my father likes tea, I also fell in love with tea over time."

"What do you think of the tea I made?"

"The gas color is light green, clear and bright. It has a bitter taste at first taste, but the aftertaste is mellow, which makes people linger on the mouth and mouth. The fragrance, color, aroma, taste, and shape are all good." Meng Luo took a sip from the teacup, applauding said.

"Hehe, such a high evaluation." Kisuke Urahara raised his teacup to cover the widening smile at the corner of his mouth.

Mengluo hesitated for a moment, his expression became complicated, and he opened his mouth slowly tentatively: "Xisuke, if I make a cup of tea, can you drink it without asking why..."

"A cup of tea requires many steps, and there are 24 kinds of tea sets alone. How can you be sure that the original steps will not be lost in the process of making tea, even if it is unintentional, and the original tea taste will be damaged?" Urahara Kisuke said meaningfully, the shadow's eyes had a hint of sharpness, as if trying to see through Mengluo's hidden things.

"I'm not sure, but I will continue, even if it becomes a cup of bitter tea in the end, I will bear it all."

"You are too persistent, if you continue like this, you will be very tired." Urahara Kisuke slowly put down the teacup in his hand, the bottom of the cup hit the table crisply, echoing for a long time, lingering in his heart.

"Father said the same thing. He said that no matter how good the tea is, there will be impurities. Only by discarding those impurities can one get a good cup of tea, but tea leaves have those impurities from birth. Once discarded, the heart will be lacking. Although the tea is fragrant, it is not the original tea."

Meng Luo's fingers repeatedly rubbed against the teacup, with some nostalgia deep in his eyes, and he continued with a strange stubbornness in his voice: "So I replied to my father, I can't give up, if this is a cup of bitter tea, I will Drink it all, and now, my answer has not changed."

"That's it... This cup of tea is too bitter, it's better for two people than one person." Urahara Kisuke said and drank the tea in his hand in one gulp.

Meng Luo froze for a moment, and made the same gesture as Urahara Kisuke, and the two of them drank the tea in the cup together.

A cup of green tea can also be intoxicating, personal taste is known to everyone.Looking at each other, the eyes of the two are a little more relieved than before.

After Mengluo left, a black cat jumped down from the tree and looked towards the direction where Mengluo disappeared. Did you see the look she looked at him just now?After getting the answer she wanted from Urahara Kisuke, she cleverly grasped the speed and kept the balance between the two. That smile implied her trust, and she didn't intend to say it out.

The black cat walked up to Kisuke Urahara, and said slowly, "You really plan to drink this cup of bitter tea with her."

Kisuke Urahara's drooping hair covered all his expressions, and he said solemnly: "I will drink this cup of tea with her, because the suffering is caused by me..."

"You planned to help her from the moment you left her behind."

"Well, at first I didn't know if it was right or wrong, but I'm sure now." Kisuke Urahara looked in the direction where Mengluo left.

"What she said, she was testing, and she knows you very well."

"Because she and I are the same kind of people," Kisuke Urahara smiled knowingly, and picked up a cup of re-brewed tea, what Sifenginye said next made his movements stop.

"You deliberately let Mengluo go to Kurosaki Ichigo's class, what are you thinking?"

"Well, it is to lure those people. I suspect that this matter is related to them. And there are some things in Mengluo that are the key. It is similar to Mr. Kurosaki Ichigo to a certain extent, but there are essential differences. It's like..." Kisuke Urahara didn't continue, as if he had thought of something, he put down the cup, and the tea leaves silently sank to the bottom of the cup, drowning in the silence...

As if they have known each other for a long time, what is the relationship between Orihime Inoue and Ulquiorra? From the moment Orihime Inoue called Ulquiorra to talk to him after school the next day, Dream Just thinking about it.

Meng Luo looked at them across the Zhan Zhan River, the figures of the two of them stood quietly under the cherry tree, a faint tranquility grew between the two of them, the beauty was like a landscape painting, like who A painting that can't be inserted, is clearly separated by a river, but acts as clearly as two worlds.

You are at the other end, I am looking at you from here, but your eyes never stop at my side...

You knew it at that moment, we are not only separated by a river, but also your past that I have never participated in...

"What are you looking at?" A voice broke Mengluo's thoughts, she looked back at the person who came, it was Ishida Yulong.

"Look at them again." Mengluo pointed to the two people by the river, and then said, "You are right, maybe I have never tried to understand Ulquiorra's past, Ishida, Inoue and Kurosaki, you should Meet Ulquiorra."

"Yes." Ishida Uryu nodded and continued, "Since you are alone today, are you interested in walking back together?"

"Okay." Meng Luo agreed.

Ishida Yulong and Mengluo walk side by side, the spring breeze is still there, the green leaves are still covering their faces, mixed with unknown purple wildflowers, the wildflowers are stretching lazily, when you want to take a closer look, it hides mischievously Into the deep green leaves, stick out half of your head, and nod at you.

The banyan tree next to it is like a canopy, its branches and leaves are intertwined, weaving into a green sky, and the sunlight leaves some mottled spots through the gaps.

"About Ulquiorra, you don't have anything to ask." Ishida Uryu opened his mouth to break the silence between the two. He looked sideways at Mengluo's quiet side face, with a faint smile always on the corner of his mouth, It seems that they get along very well, but in fact there is always a slight alienation in their smiles. It seems that they can get on well with everyone, but they maintain this just right distance. She carefully measures this distance. The noise is out of the way.

"Ulquiola's past? He will tell me when he wants to tell me. I don't need to find out anything." Meng Luo said in a light tone.

"Mengluo doesn't seem to care about anything." The unexpected answer, Ishida Uryu was surprised by Mengluo's answer, did she trust Ulquiola so much?Still don't care from the beginning, because if you don't care, it doesn't matter whether you hurt or not, understand or don't understand.

"No, I really care." Mengluo shook his head lightly, "It's because I care, that's why I chose not to ask. If I know, I will have the desire to continue to understand, and that desire will breed suspicion, jealousy, and ugliness." If that is the case, it is better not to know at the beginning, and choose to believe when he voluntarily speaks out, and the belief at this time is the purest, just like white, clean and pure white."

When Meng Luo said these words, she always had a faint, clean smile, the sun shone in her eyes, and there was a hazy light in her eyes.

These words made Ishida Uryu smile: "What a special answer."

"Yeah, it's very special, especially this young lady." A voice interrupted the conversation between the two abruptly, and a figure appeared beside the two of them when no one was aware of it...

chance

Meng Luo looked at the people who came, a middle-aged uncle with a weird afro, a pair of glasses on his face, and a hip-hop outfit.

"From my point of view, you seem to be much more special than me." Meng Luo replied calmly, unconsciously stroking the feather fan on her waist with her right hand, secretly vigilant.

The middle-aged uncle rushed to Mengluo's side as if he hadn't heard it, pulled Mengluo's arm, and raised his hand, excitedly clapping with Mengluo: "Hey! I'm really special, the second house king Yue, my name, in order to celebrate the meeting between Xiaomengluo and the special me, let’s take out the dots to celebrate, how about this weapon on your waist?”

"It's just a decoration, nothing special." Meng Luo withdrew her hand and said calmly, but her heart was full of turmoil.Ermeiwu Wangyue, who is he and what is his purpose?arms?Why is he so sure, I only used a lupine once in this world, could it be that time...

No, let’s not talk about Kisuke Urahara’s skeleton has covered up my Reiatsu, and he has no reason to test a stranger for no reason, so it’s only if he happened to see me using Nishiki or he felt the battle Undulating, after the subsequent investigation, he found me based on the traces of spiritual pressure left by me. If it was the latter, then his strength might be unfathomable.

Or is it all designed by him, if that's the case, everything will be troublesome, I'm afraid...

"Oh, Xiaomengluo, don't you want to be so defensive? Is it because you don't like my way of appearance? Well, I admit that that way is too ordinary." Ermeiwu Wangyue said with a tangled expression.

"It's too difficult for you to do this. She has already said that she doesn't have what you want." Ishida Uryu blocked the sight of Ermeiwu Wangyue looking at Mengluo, and stood in front of her, a little unhappy Open your mouth.

"Yo, this spiritual power is Quincy~ Little Quincy, I don't have any malicious intentions, it's just that there is something I'm interested in on this young lady, and I have to see it." After finishing speaking, his figure moved.

Ishida Yulong didn't have time to react, he had already bypassed, appeared in front of Mengluo, and said, "Miss, what exactly do you want to let me see, how about a different way of appearance? Japanese style? Western style? Or mix and match?"

"Didn't I say, I don't have a weapon, what exactly do you want to know?" Meng Luo's voice was filled with sullenness.

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