non-human secret history

"It's really not like what you said." I slightly raised the corners of my lips, leaned over to find a gap by the bed and sat down, raised my head and looked at Mr. Susan: "It's clear that you said 'that's what you said' It's for longevity."

"Besides, if it's Yue Yan, no matter what happens, he still wants to live."

Mr. Xu Zuo was silent for a while, like a statue, motionless and silent.

It wasn't until I hesitated to say something again that he let out an almost inaudible sigh.

"Yeah." He said, "It will come to this point after all."

Then he turned around and left—it was just that his back always seemed a little lonely.

Perhaps we have all tried to rebel against that thing called fate, but in the end we all failed.

But in such an embarrassing defeat, we have not gained nothing after all.At least I kept my original wish as a doctor, and I got a short-lived tenderness in this ridiculous game.

I know that this kind of tenderness will eventually end, even though for a moment, I also wanted to accompany this man for a thousand years, but I know that it is impossible and impossible——

Fortunately, I know this, at least before that day comes, I can prepare well, at least I should be able to say goodbye to this time with dignity.

Left and right won't meet again, at least when that day comes, I won't meet this guy I like who is only human again.

Mr. Susan is right, maybe I should have separated him from the ghost who made countless evils.Perhaps if I had thought this way from the beginning, this warm time could have been longer.

In the past, I probably couldn't imagine that there would be a day when I could face this feeling so calmly that once tortured me so much that I couldn't sleep at night.But when I looked at his beautiful eyebrows and eyes that night, the upturned corners of his lips unconsciously told me silently that this look is not bad now.

I stretched out my finger and landed on his slightly hot forehead - this is a temperature higher than that of ordinary human beings, warm, and makes people unconsciously greedy.I don't know how long this temperature can last, anyway, after he completely turns into that disgusting creature, this temperature will disappear completely.

——and I would no longer have a reason to be obsessed with him.

I chuckle.

Fingers across the bridge of his nose, his breath is really weak at the moment, if I'm not sensitive enough, I may not even be able to catch it.

He walked into my world with such a weak attitude.

The fingertips went down again, and finally stopped in his palm.After a short pause, I finally put my entire palm on it.

But at this time, he suddenly responded to my actions.

Even if only slightly, he curled his fingers, and I heard a faint, nasal call.

"Aya."

"I'm here." I tightened my fingers a little more, and he pressed them back.

Even though he was just waking up, the bottom of his pale eyes were extremely clear.He looked at me, frowning slightly unexpectedly.Then he raised his other hand with some difficulty, trembling, and touched my cheek.

It was only then that I realized that my vision seemed to be a little blurred—even I didn't realize it, and the salty liquid that soaked out suddenly wet my face.

"Why are you crying?" He asked in a deep voice.

"I'm happy." I said, "I've always been thinking, to be able to have the time I have now, no matter how you look at it, it's a blessing..."

"—It's really annoying..." He interrupted me suddenly, in a very light but anxious tone.

I startled slightly.

"Being dragged down by such a body, I can't even hug you well, this look is really annoying." He said.

"Even if you know that you are a ghost who is much stronger than me, but—" he exerted all his strength and sat up like that.

It's just that because his body is already weak, this kind of movement has almost exhausted all his strength.He fell on my shoulder, and his body temperature instantly wrapped me up.With warm breath, he whispered in my ear:

"But it's obvious that I'm here to protect you."

I was a little taken aback by the sudden movement, but after hearing the words clearly, I couldn't help but chuckle.

I put my arms around his back, but I didn't say anything.

For me, this is enough for now, but I know that it is not the case for him, he is more than I want - and it is precisely because of this difference that I will end up on a different path from him way.

"If I..." His voice was low, and when he spoke again, there was a bit of fear in his tone: "If I can also become a ghost, then I can protect Aya."

I froze slightly.

As if being penetrated by an electric current, at that moment, what appeared in my mind was the disgusting smell of blood that had almost been forgotten in that dark room, filling my mouth.

"I had a dream." With a little hesitation, his voice was a little sticky: "I dreamed about...you."

"Ok?"

"I always dream about you." He hastily added another sentence, and then his tone became hesitant again: "But in this dream, I seem to..."

"It's as if I don't know you, I..." He suddenly buried his head in the socket of my shoulder, as if he was escaping or confessing.After a while, he continued with a muffled voice: "I imprisoned you, it seems that for some purpose, I am longing for you..."

——I just felt like I was hit by something.

dream?Maybe it wasn't a dream at all, but a memory that spanned thousands of years soaked in the blood.

The name is the shortest mantra, and when Tsukihiko first answered the name "Onimai Tsuji Mumi", those memories locked with the name turned into dreams and appeared in front of his eyes.

"Are you thirsting for my... blood...?" The voice trembled completely uncontrollably, and I almost squeezed out these two words from the crack in my throat.

He nodded.

I bit my lip lightly.

No matter how much he didn't want to face it, he didn't want to face it, but the man in front of him was after all Guiwu Tsuji.

"no, he is not."

——But there is always a faint voice in my heart saying so.Even with the same body, at least he is not infected with those...

sin.

"The blood of the ghost clan..." Yue Yan asked again softly, with a tentative voice: "Can it really turn humans... into ghosts?"

Breathing stagnant.

I bit my lip so hard that I didn't feel much when the rust-like smell suddenly appeared.

The mood sank little by little.Although I also know that it is true that he must pursue eternal life at all costs, but no matter what, deep down in my heart, I may have had a little bit of humble expectation.

——Maybe this is just what the human beings desire...

But the one I love is the same as the one I hate.

"Ah." I closed my eyes and nodded lightly.

"That's it." Even though I couldn't see his expression, I knew he was smiling.

With some effort, he raised his hand and put it on my shoulder, keeping a little distance from me. From such a distance, he looked at me with those light-colored eyes full of complicated emotions.

I look away.

Those gazes were really scorching, with an almost instinctive... longing.

"I don't want to." He said suddenly.

"What?" Turning back suddenly, he found that his gaze had dropped at some point, and his eyelashes cast a thin layer of shadow under his eyes, like an enlightened cloud covering the sun in a sultry summer.

"I can't bear it." He said it again, his voice seemed a little hoarse than before.He sighed softly, then raised his head slowly, and finally met my gaze: "Even seeing you cry, I feel incompetent, making you bleed or something..."

"How can it be done?"

How... can it be done?

I couldn't help but smile wryly.

If he hadn't done something like that, how could I have gotten into this situation?How could there be such a situation now.

But after falling to this point, would he actually say "reluctantly"?

So if this "reluctance" has continued with his life for thousands of years, what choice will he make when he meets me again?

I suddenly discovered that this is simply an unsolvable knot.

"sorry."

Suddenly there was such a sound in my ear.

"what?"

I felt as if I wasn't listening.

"I'm sorry." He said again seriously.

"...I'm sorry?" I took a deep breath, trying to suppress the trembling of my breath: "Are you... apologizing?"

"But who are you apologizing for?"

"Such a nightmare..." His voice was soft like a child who had made a mistake: "No matter how you look at it, it seems unreasonable. Even if it's just a dream, I should apologize to myself who is so incompetent and covets your blood."

……what is this!

I just felt a surge of emotions and wanted to explode, but after all, there was no suitable breakthrough.

"Don't cry."

His voice sounded again, gentle, as if it wanted to melt the whole person.

"I'm happy." I took a deep breath, "I'm happy to hear you say that."

I don't want to make unnecessary speculation anymore, I admit that the child in front of me treats me sincerely.

"Yueyan, I really..." Leaning forward, feeling the warmth that belongs to humans gradually approaching, I also slightly raised the corners of my lips: "I really like you."

I probably kissed him for the first time.I don't know if it was because I was still flustered after all, when I leaned forward, I just lightly touched the corner of his lips.

He froze for a moment, as if surprised, but then I felt a smile overflowing from his breath.

Turning his head slightly, he immediately turned back to the guest.

I wanted to be immersed in this kind of tenderness for a short time, until I suddenly realized the faint smell of blood mixed in the increasingly hot breath.

--That'smine?

I don't know whether this tiny amount of blood will have any effect on his physical condition. After all, for a ghost, it takes a long time to nourish a human being to completely turn it into a ghost.

But he is not an ordinary human being—a dilapidated body corroded by toxins, and what he will look like in the future...

what will happen?