[Ghost Glasses][Keyu]Little Red Riding Hood

A strand or two of flaxen hair peeked out from the layers of white gauze.The man was lying quietly wearing an oxygen mask, and the white mist on the breathing mask appeared and disappeared.

Mido, who was sitting on the side, watched all this, looked at the face that was almost transparent due to blood loss. "My ALL が Mido さんのために." That line of black pen words popped out like this. "The driver who caused the accident indicated that it was Mr. Saeki who rushed out suddenly and caused this traffic accident." The words of the police came out like this. "I will, you're all right, I'll leave you." The whispers of that night popped out like this.

Suddenly unable to continue looking at that face, Mido turned his head to look at the bottle.It seems that the speed is a bit fast... Mido thought, holding the hand of the man, it was really cold, and when he turned his head to slow down the infusion speed, the fingers in the palm of his hand suddenly moved.Mido was taken aback and wanted to withdraw his hand, but saw the infusion tube attached to the man's hand, he hurriedly stabilized himself, and ran out of the ward to find a doctor.

By the sink, Mido looked at his wet face in the mirror, felt that he still couldn't calm down, and didn't know how to face the man.The running water stings the bitten finger.This tingling seemed to go straight to the bottom of my heart.Mido scooped up water and continued to splash it on his face, growling to himself, "Calm down".After taking a deep breath, Mido took out a handkerchief and wiped his face and hands, looked in the mirror and straightened his hair. Mido finally calmed down and pushed open the white door.

The man who was talking with the doctor turned his head to look at Midou without saying a word.Just a split second before Mido thought he was going to disappear.

"May I ask who you are?" the man on the bed asked with confusion.

"Sae——" Mido's voice, who called out the man's name almost at the same time, stopped abruptly, and turned a corner "Do"

The man tilted his head and said silently "Saedo..." He muttered for a moment with a puzzled expression on his face, then he suddenly realized, "Ah~Mr. Saito (Saito)? I'm sorry, the doctor said that there seems to be something wrong with my memory, even myself I only remembered my name when I saw the nameplate next to the bed."

The psychological defense line that had just been built collapsed.Mido looked at the man with complicated eyes.Did that man really leave as he said, as decisively as before?Sensing Mido's gaze, the man asked with apologetic eyes, "Excuse me...have I forgotten something important?"

Mido came to his senses like an electric shock, no, you just "died", you just left, you just left me alone in this world. "No, I just remembered the things I worked with before." Mido replied pretending to be calm, and added "I used to be colleagues with Saeki-kun." Mido wanted to bite his tongue off the moment he said it.

"Has Mr. Saito always looked at his colleagues with such eyes?" Even if the man lost his memory, he was still that man.Mido suddenly wanted to escape.

"I'm sorry...I don't know anything about all this now. I may be a little anxious. I think Mr. Saito must be my important person." The man looked a little confused, "I was rude just now, please don't mind Mr. Saito "The bloodless lips slightly curved towards Mido, with such an expression, the lonely voice entangled Mido's footsteps.

"No, it's okay. It's just that I have always admired Saeki-kun's ability, and I feel deeply sorry and regretful." This is the truth.That man's ability is actually superior to his own, and he has directly admitted it, hasn't he?Mido thought.

"By the way, does Saeki-kun know why he got into a car accident? The driver said it was Saeki-kun's fault." Thinking of this very important question, Mido asked.

"Hmm... I don't remember... If what the driver said is true... Could it be that he gave up this physical life because he left the person who is regarded as life?" These words that seemed to be confession made Mido couldn't help but doubt the person in front of him. Just another trick by the man.Mido looked at the doctor.

"Ah, Mr. Saito. You have seen the situation of Mr. Saeki. Do you know the contact information of Mr. Saeki's family? I am afraid I need to explain some things, and Mr. Saeki may also need the company of relatives and friends." The doctor said, doing Gestures indicate that some words are inconvenient to discuss in front of patients.

In the doctor's consulting room.

"Si Liu, what's going on?" Midang couldn't help asking.

"As you can see, he lost his memory. He was still awake when I got to the room, and he didn't recognize me when he woke up, and I didn't reveal that you came." Si Liu said calmly explain.

"How?" Mido was still hesitant.

"Well...Actually, the driver braked in time at that time, and the collision was not serious, but he still had a third-grade concussion, and memory disturbance is also a normal situation. I don't ask whether you and Mr. Saeki...are you okay. At that time He didn’t have any ID on him when he sent it, and I just happened to pass by and saw it, and I was dragged and interrogated by the police for a long time because of this.” Si Liu said while playing with the pen on the table.

"I know." Mido actually didn't know what he knew.

Mido, who was stunned by the sudden freedom, suddenly didn't know what to do, went back to the ward and exchanged greetings with the man under the name "Mr. Saito" before leaving.

Mido, who was sitting on the chair in the study that the man had been sitting on for four months after returning home, always felt that he needed to do something, so he began to think about the work that was about to start.Mido tried to quickly filter out the useful parts for the future development of overseas markets from the contacts he had accumulated.Next is to think about the pros and cons of national policy.As a top student in the law school, Mido handles these things with ease, but Mido suddenly remembered that the most important import and export white paper in each joint was told by the man the first day he woke up, Mido's thinking was completely stuck .

So that man has been preparing for today's events since he woke up?Mido took out his mobile phone again, pressed "1" and dialed out.

"Du-du-Mr. Mido, you will never hear this. Mr. Mido can live happily. Mr. Mido is 33 years old this year. Since the day Mr. Mido woke up, I have been feeding my stomach every day. Put a stone in it, yesterday was the 33rd day. Then I can take all of Mido-san and leave, okay? So goodbye, Mr. Mido. Beep—"

redial.

"Beep-beep-Mr. Midou......

redial.

"Toot-toot-Mr. Mido......

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Mido kept pressing the redial button, but the screen couldn't turn on.Is it out of battery... Mido thought as he put down his phone and spread it on the chair.

Counting down the days of death, how to survive?Mido's mind went blank.Pour the red wine to celebrate your death with your own hands, cut the "cake" that praises your own death with your own hands, and then gently send it to someone else's mouth, what kind of mood is it?

"Mr. Mido" Mido imitated the man's circumflex voice and pronounced his name. When the short three syllables came out of the man's mouth, they always twisted and twisted, whether it was during the entanglement before or afterward. When being gentle, those three syllables will always wrap themselves tightly.

After sitting for a while, Mido returned to the bedroom without the man, and suddenly felt that the bed alone was a bit too spacious.

"Good night, Katsuya." Midou said softly.

"... "

The air in this high-class residence is suffocating.Mido slept lightly all night, and felt unspeakably tired after waking up.After hastily washing up, Midou left his home as if fleeing.After wandering aimlessly on the street for a while, Mido decided to go to the new company to familiarize himself with the job he was about to take over.Thanks to his professional ethics, Mido was able to get acquainted with the future work smoothly.Although the progress was still greatly affected, at least the day passed, and Mido walked out of the office building with the crowd of people getting off work.

When he regained consciousness, Mido found himself standing in front of that white door with a Nikkei in his hand.Sighing, he pushed open the door in front of him.The man holding his knees in a daze looked up and saw Midou, and smiled decently and said, "Ah, Mr. Saito is here, I am so sorry for your inconvenience."

"Oh, it's okay, how are you feeling today?" Mido was a little taken aback when he heard such a plain address from a familiar voice.Will I never hear those three syllables?

"Thanks to you, I feel much better today." Hearing these words, the man in front of him seemed to deliberately oppose him.The man suddenly closed his eyes tightly, pressed his temple with his left hand, and grabbed the side of the bed with his right hand in an attempt to stabilize his precarious body.

Mido hurried forward to support the man.Seeing the man's eyes closed tightly, his body shrugging and swallowing forcefully, Mido felt his brain go blank.Fortunately, this situation didn't last long. The man took a deep breath, and his frown slowly relaxed.

"I made you laugh." After opening his eyes, drinking a saliva and rinsing slightly, the man apologized.Mido still smelled the unavoidable sour smell.Looking at Mido's expression, the man said apologetically, "This is just a symptom of a concussion, but it seems to be more serious than most grade [-] concussions. It's actually not as scary as it looks. Sorry for your troubles." .”

"Ah... no. Are you okay now?" Mido didn't know what to do, pretending to look down at his watch. "I'll call the doctor for Saeki-kun. Well... I have something to do later in the evening, Saeki-kun has a good rest and will come to see you another day."

"Is there anything else Mr. Saito has to do tonight? I'm sorry to trouble you, and I'm sorry for wasting your time." The man replied.

"Well, Saeki-kun, rest well." Midou left the ward as if fleeing.

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In the sunny garden of the hospital.

"I heard Mr. Saito say so, I seem to be a very powerful person before?" The man sat in the 20-yen wheelchair.One day before when Mido saw the man walking for a walk with his own eyes, he suddenly became dizzy and fell straight down, and hurried home to get it.Standing behind the wheelchair, Mido looked at the completely reversed scene from a month ago.

"Yes, Saeki-kun is a very capable person, even more capable than me." Mido pushed the wheelchair to bask in the sun with the man.

"Mr. Saito said that so embarrassingly to me." The man said politely.

I am not Saito.

When there was no response, the man called again in confusion, "Mr. Saito?"

I am not Saito.

"TrrrrrrrrrTrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr", Mido picked up the phone, and then hung up and said to the man with a sorry expression on his face, "Ah sorry, the company is in a hurry. "Did I run away again... Midou walked quickly, almost losing his poise.

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Katsuya woke up with a severe headache.He opened his eyes and saw the white ward in front of him, did he not die?Is this a scourge for thousands of years?Kezai twitched the corner of his mouth and looked around, there was a copy of the Nikkei beside the bed.The date shows that it has been more than ten days since the day I left.Keeping his eyes on the Nikkei, Katsuya thought quickly.It has been more than ten days since the incident, and when I woke up, I found that I was in a general ward instead of an intensive care unit, and there was still a newspaper beside the bed.

"Wow!" The door of the ward was pushed open, and the nurse came in, and saw Katsuya sitting and staring at the Nikkei. "Mr. Saeki, are you awake? The dizziness just now seems to be particularly severe. You passed out in the garden and were sent back by the nurse. How do you feel now? Is your head still hurting?"

Is it really amnesia?Has the memory from waking up after the accident to just now disappeared? "This is...?" Looking at Nikkei Katsuya, he asked.

"Oh, Mr. Saito will bring you Nikkei every day."

"Sai...to...?" Kezai couldn't remember that he knew such a person. Could it be that there was something wrong with his memory before that day?

"I don't know the specific situation. I was assigned to take care of you yesterday. Mr. Saeki, please pay attention to rest." The nurse said, and went out after changing the bottle for Kezai.

Looking at the liquid dripping drop by drop in the infusion tube, Kezai sorted out his memory.

"Wow!" The door was pushed open again.

"Katsuya-kun, how do you feel today?" The familiar voice brought the familiar purple hair.

"Mister Mido...?" The three syllables were full of uncertainty.

The person who turned back to close the door froze, the plastic bag in his hand fell to the ground, and things were scattered all over the floor.

Katsuya found that he was suddenly unable to move at all, and the only thing he could do in the frozen time was to listen to his own breathing.

"Welcome back." Finally, the man turned around and said in a nasal voice.

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