Comprehensive cat department boss Yokohama doing things daily

"Issuing a high reward order for yourself, you are really bold!"

Zhong also laughed angrily.

"Do you know that Purgatory Shelter plans to use 50 billion additional rewards? Not long ago, EPR issued new regulations on the protection of dolls, and many organizations had to release dolls from the canned tanks. Without the doll system, a single Body doll has limited sources of intelligence, and those organizations are now like a group of sharks smelling blood, frantically looking for replacements. Do you know how dangerous you are now?! Not only Yokohama, but the entire Kanto region is about to move!"

"It's okay." Qianye's expression was still calm, and he didn't have any sense of crisis like a Tang monk being targeted by a group of goblins. "All rewards related to me will not be released."

"what?"

Zhong Ye's complexion was not good, and he felt that this guy had concealed some key information.

Qianye remained indifferent and showed no guilt.

"After all, I am the builder of the dark web, so I still have the face of banning a few bounties."

Chuya: "...?"

A vein popped up on his forehead: "Then you told me crying before that your post was banned on the dark web, so you asked me to find some bodyguards for the intelligence office?!"

Qianye: "..."

Even at this time, he was depressed and loveless, and he couldn't help being led astray.

"Is there such a thing?" The expression was quite innocent and unaffected, and his face was like an idiot with amnesia.

The truly pure and unaffected Zhong also looked at someone's expression, and couldn't help but doubted his own memory. However, amidst the doubts, he felt that that expression was faintly familiar. Before the consciousness could react to the familiarity, his body He clenched his fists automatically and itched slightly.

A moment later he was startled.

Isn't this the expression on the face of the bastard mackerel who cheated him and faced his questioning! !

Just before Zhongye was about to explode, Qianye acted like he suddenly realized.

"Oh, I remembered," he slapped his palms cutely, "After all, we had just met at that time, and we didn't know each other well, so it was impossible to tell the cards all at once~" The silver-haired boy folded his hands together, Throwing a small wink in the blink of an eye, "I'm sorry, Chuya-sama~ please forgive me~"

The orange-haired boy was instantly hit by wink, his whole body froze, his face flushed slightly, and he lowered his hat to cover his expression uncomfortably.

Some awkwardly said: "This is not an example."

Decided, it would be better to beat up mackerel later to vent his anger.Thinking of that guy's face makes me feel inexplicably angry!

Dazai who was beaten up innocently: "...???" What's going on?Haven't had time to challenge Zhongye yet?

"Compared to this...the breath on your body is very strange, mixed with the smell of withering...what happened?" the orange-haired boy frowned and asked, "didn't you send me an email before saying that you were going to get engaged? It's all ready."

Qianye stared at the ring on his hand, and finally said in an imperceptible voice: "Everything is over."

"?" Zhong Yuanzhong also sat up straight suddenly, "You are half dead here because of this reason?"

The silver-haired boy didn't speak, but stared at the ring on his hand in silence.

Seeing his appearance, Zhongyuan scratched his hair a little annoyed.

"Okay, okay, if that man is sorry for you, give me the address, and I'll crush him right now!"

After a moment of silence.

"He didn't apologize to me," Qianye said, "I dragged him down."

Hearing this, Chuya clicked his tongue, and reluctantly accepted the task of serving as the trash can for his mind, spread out on the chair.

"I thought there was only death between us, not life. I once threatened him, 'After making the promise, if you leave me, I will kill you with my own hands and eat your body bit by bit'... he He agreed with a smile, and told me that this is the longest confession of love."

Zhong Ye: "..."

Zhong also shivered in the scorching summer, silently admiring the big brother with extraordinary courage in his heart.

"I love him...but there are always all kinds of helplessness in this world, even those who really love each other have to miss it."

"Hey, Chuya, do you believe in fate?"

The orange-haired boy had a "..." look on his face, and looked at the little friend beside him who seemed to have been stimulated and became obsessed with contempt.

Qianye smiled, looked up at the sunlight falling through the gaps between the leaves, his voice was hoarse, as if trying to suppress something.

"I didn't believe it before, but now I have to believe it."

"What's the use of me saying this?" He looked at the mottled broken light on the ground and got up with a self-deprecating smile. , The bone-cold steel bars fell from the sky, piercing the flesh and shattering the bones, the pain of tearing the meridians spread all over the body, Qianye couldn't tell the memory from the reality for a while, his body just stood up shaking, uncontrollable Planted to the ground.

However, the expected pain did not come, and when he came back to his senses, he had already been placed on the bench in good condition, with bright and enthusiastic orange hair in front of him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also put his arms around Qianye's shoulders, with a grim expression on his face, and pressed the gleaming silver head on his shoulders.

"The wounded give me a good rest, don't think about running around!"

His voice was vicious like a gangster collecting protection money on the street, but his movements were gentle and careful, and he even remembered to push the boy's long silver hair to the other side so as not to hurt it.

This kind of gentle and appropriate behavior coupled with deliberately feigned ferocity only made Qianye feel cute, as if seeing a little milk orange furiously baring its teeth and claws while secretly sweeping away the eyes in front of you with its small tail. Slippers, for fear that you will trip over them and fall.

"There is nothing that can be solved in a hurry," Zhong also snorted coldly, "Your small body is not made of steel, do you have to bear everything silently?"

Qianye didn't speak. He smelled the refreshing lemon fragrance from Zhongya's body, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed. The darkness and coldness at the moment of death gradually faded away, and the flames and severe pain in his near-death memory also began to dissipate on their own.

Although the beauty can bring him back from the dead, the traces of death are a great burden on both the spirit and the body.

The human body should have a self-protection mechanism, so many people's memories of dying will be blurred or even disappear. This is an instinctive escape of self-protection, because once the brain determines that these memories will traumatize the owner's spirit, it will automatically Carry out conditional screening to filter out those painful memories as much as possible.

But for Qianye, it wasn't something he could forget if he wanted to.

"I don't understand..." Qianye suddenly said, "What's the point of our existence? We are neither humans nor gods."

"You..." Zhong also paused, "Did you remember anything?"

In fact, the Central Plains also didn't know what happened to Yuejian Qianye.

However, three days after the Tokyo Sakura Moon conflict——

"Dazai, no matter how I think about it, I still feel something is wrong."

Dazai was caught in the middle of the night and also slipped out of the dormitory, and was forced to stand in the cold wind and listen to the other party tell the boy's thoughts.

"Kaguya... No, what happened to Tsukimi Qianye that night... I don't think it's a side effect caused by a different ability."

"At that time, I felt it. It was some kind of energy that had the same source as Huangba's spit..."

"You mean..." The black-haired boy's lazy posture changed, and he straightened up, "The power of the gods?"

"I'm not sure, it's somewhat similar, but different." Zhong also frowned in embarrassment, "You also know that Huangbatu has no wisdom or personality. But at that time, I felt—"

"He's surging."

Under the hot summer sun, cicadas sing one after another in the forest.

"I did remember some things," Qianye didn't deny. "Obviously I have different abilities with you, but I felt very close when we first met... Now that I think about it, it's probably because we have similar powers."

"In a sense, Zhongye, you are Huangba, and as for me..." Qianye paused, sorting out some fragmentary memories that gradually emerged in his mind, "I don't know what I am... After all, I am just It was selected when it was on the verge of death, and it saved a life. Although it carries a part of the power, it is difficult to control once it is activated."

"What is the meaning of my existence? I never thought about these things in the past... After all, at that time, my mind was full of responsibilities entrusted to me by others. I knew that I was the property of the gods, but so what? Light It’s because you have to do your best to live as a human being who enjoys human rights.”

"I also want to know, why am I starting to be confused? Be it responsibilities or missions, these things that I have always insisted on seem meaningless. Why should I give everything for other people's wishes? Why can others rely on themselves I want to live according to my will, but I have to be bound in place by the invisible shackles. I work hard for the happiness of others, I have put in so much effort, why is it that I am the only one who is deprived of the light that I have finally grasped?"

"In the past, I chose to live in order to find the seeds of hope. I was unwilling to leave in such a desolate way without even seeing a flower that belonged to me. I didn't want to die, and my soul would still be empty and lonely that couldn't be filled."

"I thought I found my flower, but now I realize that it doesn't belong to me, I just passed by his bloom. So what's the point of me struggling in the mud and thorns all the way? Knowing this, it would be better to die three years ago—give me the light and take him away, instead of living like this, sleeping forever in the dark and lightless seabed may be a better choice.”

The breeze blew past, only the rustling of the forest could be heard.

Zhong also listened quietly all the time, he listened to the young man expressing these feelings that should have collapsed in despair in a flat tone, looking at his tired and calm face, he felt his heart being pulled.

He knew that he was not obliged to help explain it, but... he also had this kind of confusion and self-doubt about his past life for a short time.

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