non-human secret history

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi was actually a little confused when he first saw her.

Perhaps a long, long time ago, when he was just a weak human being, in Mr. Susan's medical center, under the flourishing weeping cherry tree, she, who was dressed in a plain Chinese dress, subtly met with Piao The colors of the turns are integrated.

When she looked at him, she was a little astonished at first, and then a layer of incomprehensible emotions gradually appeared in her eyes——

He'd seen this on his brother's face before, and he'd asked him what it meant.

"This feeling is called—"

"Love."

The man replied with a gentle smile, which made Wu Mi once firmly believe that this kind of feeling is love.

She loves herself like a brother, and she should be her family.

Wu Mi once thought so.

— but in fact it is not.

When he walked through countless years, when he saw that emotion again and again on the face of the swordsman holding the sun wheel knife, Wu Mi had to admit that that emotion basically represented something completely opposite .

It's hatred, it's hatred, it's wanting to kill it and then quickly.

The elder brother disliked him, and Wu Mi knew this very well when he was still a human being.

And she too—because the first meeting he thought was probably not really the first meeting between the two of them.

Vaguely, Wu Mi recalled the way she saw her wielding a dagger in the forest under the moon.

Serious and assertive.

It doesn't matter if it lurks by her side, or it doesn't matter if it uses the most despicable means to try to trap her.

Guiwu Tsuji never felt that his actions were unforgivable, but when he saw the complex emotions on the woman's face due to the intermingling of love and hate, Wuyou suddenly regretted a little——

What should love be?

Guiwu Tsuji Wumi did not doubt his feelings for that woman, he wanted to possess her, he wanted to keep her by his side forever, he wanted to be able to see her profile as soon as he opened his eyes, and he wanted to be able to sleep with her before going to bed. Kissing her softly and saying "good night"—

But on top of these, there will still be an inexplicable emotion in my heart.

When he watched her frowning, he wanted to rub her brows away, when she felt sad, he also wanted to be relied on by her, when she was confronted with swords, he also wanted to have the power to make the other party disappear in ashes with a hook of his fingers.

——It’s guarding.

When he was a human being, she, who was more powerful than him, did not need his protection. This kind of thing once made Wu Mi deeply hate the fate of being sick and weak.

He hated his fate of being deprived of everything, and she became his only salvation.

Because he saw the panicked appearance in the sun, because she finally reached out to him, because he finally experienced the feeling of his long-cherished wish being fulfilled.

——But this short-lived tenderness was exchanged for a loneliness that was so long that I felt a little unbearable.

He longed for eternal life and endless power, and these things that he thought were simply unattainable in the past became reality one day, but the person who was supposed to be by his side disappeared.

Source Chia.

Because she is not only his property, she also bears the mission of the family, and carries the pride of blood.

——Although that kind of blood is the source of misfortune for her at all.

Oni Wu Tsuji Wu Mi is a ghost.

But he didn't know, and he didn't want to know those ancient shackles of the ghost clan.

And Yuan Chia was hanging in the middle by that shackle and the indissoluble "curse" between him and him, struggling and confused.

When I saw her again, she was worried about such things.

In other words, for her, she has already made a decision in her heart, but she just denies what she has always believed in. It really takes some courage for her to walk into a completely strange life.

In other words, what she needed was the sense of security he gave her.

Oni Wu Tsuji Mucan never cared about the affairs of "others", but for him, Minamoto Masa was not really "others".

As if it was a part of the body, she should have grown on the tip of his heart.

"For you, am I dispensable?"

"Is it an existence that can be replaced by anyone?"

not like this.

Of course not, because there is only one person in this world who can affect his emotions like this.

After getting such an answer, Yuan Chia once again showed an incomprehensible smile on her face.

——Maybe this time, this kind of emotion can really be called "love".

She personally cut off the connection with the past, she gave up the surname that once caused her pain, and she gave up the identity that bound her.

In response, Wu Mi also sent those who tried to hurt her to hell—except himself.

Wu Mi finally remembered the resentful eyes she showed in that shabby house in the deserted village, even though that emotion has now turned into tenderness, and even though the scars engraved back then have bloomed with incomparable gorgeous flowers, but that Still undeniably hurt.

And one day he will need to make amends for his sins.

Wu Mi didn't think that he would die, but he finally set foot on the flower field on the other side.

Guided by the ghost, he finally saw the cold and coquettish thing that he had been looking for for thousands of years.

——It's a bit ironic to say, but it's meaningless to find such things at this time, and he seems to be back to having nothing.

Wu Mi only felt angry, but he couldn't break free from the shackles of the ghost messenger.

"Isn't this a natural result?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear, and then he saw the girl jump off a rock by the river bank and ran in front of him.

She stretched out her hand and put it on Wu Mi's cheek.

"For such a thing, at least I have long been aware of it."

"So, I've been waiting for you here for a long time—"

"...Aya." Wu Mi read out the name.

"Wu Mi." The young girl tilted her head lightly, with a smile that was so gentle that it was almost sad: "I wanted you to go to hell very much."

"But even in that world, I still want to be with you."

Standing on tiptoe, she lightly pecked the corner of Wu Mi's lips.

"The curse between us can't be broken even by life and death."

"But this time, I won't keep you waiting so long."

"I will ask for more advice from now on."

"Ghost dance Tsuji is not miserable."

(End of the article)