me and my vest

The rain was pattering on the bamboo in the courtyard.

Dark clouds covered the supposedly blue sky, the air gradually became humid, and the cool breeze carried the aroma of green grass, as if blowing from afar.

"The weather is really bad. It was clear that the sky was clear just now." Ryoko stood in the corridor and looked at the scenery outside, then reached out to catch some rainwater, "When will it stop?"

The sound of pattering footsteps resounded, shaking the ground, and the water droplets on the green grass fell, silently blending into the soil.

"Ryoko, what are you doing?" The girl who was about to run over holding an oil-paper umbrella—yes, although she can marry at this age, she is still a girl, she stopped when she saw Ryoko on the porch. pace.

"I'm waiting to get the medicine."

she replied.

"Get the medicine?"

"Master Wu Mi's medicine for today is almost ready, I will send it over later."

"Ah." Yuri was stunned for a moment, showing a very obvious worried expression, "So you were assigned to Mr. Wu Mi there, you must be careful."

"It's okay, Master Wu Mi is just in a bad mood, I will try my best to take care of him."

"You can't be in a bad mood every day..." Yuri muttered in a low voice.

Liangzi didn't hear what Yuri was saying, so she smiled brightly at her, "You seem to be running in a hurry, you have something to do, move quickly."

"Then I'll go first, Madam is going to have some refreshments."

Ryoko waved his hand.

Watching Yuri's back, she looked up at the sky, and suddenly thought of something else, if she brought some candied fruit to Master Wu Mi, would he be happier?

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A room that seemed to be deliberately built deep in the courtyard.

The little boy with black hair and black eyes curled up in the corner with the quilt in his arms, looking out the window at the birds whose wings were wet by the rain with those calm eyes.

He looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to open the paper window wider.

It seems to be a newly hatched sparrow, still fat, with light brown feathers that are delicate and soft, and after being wet by the rain, it is a little more docile. It doesn't even feel cold, but it is excitedly jumping around the edge of the flower pot go.

Why can birds fly?

Why is it so healthy?

Why can it still move in the rain?

Why... I can't.

Thinking about these questions with a blank face, his pale and slender fingers gradually grasped the black window frame, and his heart gradually became agitated, as if his little vitality was being gradually sucked away.

There seemed to be some unseen beast gnawing at the peace in the room.

The floor, wooden was very damp.

Candlestick, the light is too dim.

The smell of medicine is so bad.

The smell of medicine?Wu Mi suddenly realized that it was medicine again...

It's medicine again!I'm not going to get better at all!Doctors say I'm going to die soon!Why drink medicine!Does that kind of thing work?Everyone is watching my jokes!

Look, look, that's the youngest son of the Onimai Tsuji family, who can't walk, run, or do anything, lingering on the medicine jar, like a waste!

Even this maid is laughing at me!

Going to get these things back every day, is it to remind the people in the house on time that there is still a waste here?

Wu Mi, who is struggling to survive, has never been stingy with speculating on others with the greatest malice. In his opinion, even good intentions are terrible.

After Liangzi came in with the medicine, Wu Mi used all her strength to smash the porcelain ornaments beside her.

But after all, it was just a body that had been ill for many years, without enough strength and precision, the porcelain shattered after hitting the wall, and the fragments scattered everywhere, and finally scattered all over the ground.

The girl didn't react at all, she just stepped into the room, and her cheek was scratched by the porcelain because of the medicinal fragrance coming in through the door.

"Master Wu Mi, I'm very sorry!" Liangzi didn't understand why Wu Mi was angry, but she apologized hastily, put down the plate she was holding so far, and knelt down on the ground.

Wu Mi did not speak.

Ryoko had no choice but to continue kneeling.

Until a long time passed.

The sound of footsteps outside the door and the rustling of clothes interrupted the silence in this area, and the words that followed also broke the willful confrontation between Liangzi and Wu Mi, no, it was Wu Mi's unilateral confrontation.

"I smell blood, is anyone hurt?"

Shilu knocked lightly on the door.

Of course there was no response.

Liangzi dared not speak without Wuyou's permission, and the owner of this room was not interested in anything other than punishing the maid.

"I'm in."

Like an announcement, Shi Li then opened the paper door without hesitation, and barged in in a very rude way, the black cloak raised a soft slight arc behind him.

"Ah, are you hurt?"

The wound on Ryoko's face was probably deep, and the blood on the ground had already pooled into a small puddle.

"Please don't pay attention to these!" Since he had already entered and asked such a question, he had to answer anyway. Ryoko lowered her head and responded in a low voice.

She can't see it, but it's okay to be miserable, the exquisite appearance that doesn't belong to human beings is clearly reflected in his eyes, even making him miss the best time to speak up and blame.

Is this the person favored by the gods?

He couldn't help thinking like this, and then deep inferiority complex and anger welled up in his heart, his emotions surged and roared, and then he was magnified by the dark thoughts, and his pale face turned bloody.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Is it the object of the concubine's affair?Or father's new love?

Sure enough, this kind of person, with this appearance, can only do these things, right?

Thinking of this, Wu Mi felt a little better.

"Me?" Shili took out a handkerchief from his pocket, helped Liangzi stop the bleeding, and then looked at the boy in the corner tenderly, his blood-colored eyes were beautifully shimmering because of the angle, "Yes I was invited by the master here as a guest."

"Hello, my name is Sivis."

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Because someone was sent to remind him, Shi Lu quickly left Wu Mi's residence under the leadership of another maid.

Although Shi Lu has left, things here are not over yet.

But Wu Mi didn't intend to continue to pursue Liang Zi's fault that didn't exist at all.

He was curious about the man just now.

What, that strange name.

"Who is he?" Wu Mi asked.

"Ah? Are you talking about that gentleman just now?" Ryoko clenched the handkerchief in his hand, not wanting to hurt Shiru, who she thought was a good man, and replied cautiously, "It seems to be the master's guest, whether it's martial arts It’s still a matter of elegance, and they are very good at it, and they are very popular among the nobles recently.”

"Guest? . . . Tell me about him."

"Yes."

Trapped in such a house is too boring, it goes round and round, day after day, looking at the same scenery and eating the same food every day, no one wants to set foot in this place.

The only difference is the medicines that are taken with different prescriptions.

Even on a sunny day, there is no sun in the house.

Call the servant to help take yourself out?

Stop kidding, isn't it enough to be laughed at?

Maybe it was because the rain that day was too gentle and soft, maybe it was because the red in that eye was too beautiful, a huge fantasy gradually rose in the young Wuyou's heart, and at the same time, a secret desire sprouted together.

He almost mentioned his greatest interest since he was born, and he listened attentively to the news from Liangzi every day like some kind of pervert.

That gentleman enjoyed the cherry blossoms with the head of the house today.

I was invited by my wife to drink tea today.

It seems to be very good at oriental poetry.

Been gone for a while.

Wu Mi slowly pieced together a complete image from these fragmented news.

Such an image was repeatedly modified in the boring and lonely days.

He was surprised to find something that he hadn't noticed that day, the man's left eye was wrapped with a bandage.

Is it hurt?

Or is it that he who is sought after by people, by all the nobles in Heian capital, is actually disabled?

While the feeling of inferiority was alleviated, Wu Mi also felt a subtle sense of relief. This defect seemed to mean that he had found his kind.

Yoshiko brings new news.

I seem to be able to see him, no misery.

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The cherry blossoms slowly fell down with the wind blowing, like a thin layer of pink mist on the ground.

The petals fell in the pond and were blown by the floating goldfish.

Transparent, lightweight, with a wet vapor.

"Can you translate this anthology for me?"

Mrs. Onimai Tsuji was wearing a gorgeous kimono with trailing tails, walking in small steps, covering half of her face with a fan while talking, looking very elegant, "I asked my brother to bring it back, but he is really stupid , I can’t even find anyone who can speak that country’s language, so I can only ask you.”

"Chinese characters?"

"Yes, I heard you are very good at this."

Shilu nodded casually, thinking about when he would leave Ping'an Jing.

He knows exactly what kind of character Xivis is. Besides, there are no hard requirements this time, just satisfying the gentleness. It is very easy to act.

The rewards given by the system are also very interesting, as the level of acting increases, the blood he tastes will have its own taste.

Now I can understand Xivis's feelings a little bit, because he tasted milk tea-flavored blood not long ago.

Off topic.

In short, Shi Lu came here just to see Wu Mi, but fortunately, he can recognize him after he becomes a ghost. Although the system has marked that important plot characters cannot be killed, it is good to identify him in advance.

"Master Wu Mi..."

Shi Li keenly heard the girl's worried voice, so he turned his head and looked towards the gravel road when he came.

Mrs. Onimai Tsuji also looked at him suspiciously when she saw him turn his head back.

Seeing her sickly child, at that moment, she showed an expression of disgust and patience.

"Why did you come out?" Even though she didn't like it, she hated it, but respecting the etiquette that noble women should have, she still spoke softly, "It's a bit windy today, let's go back and rest."

"Liangzi?" she called out, "Hurry up and help him back."

"Mother, I don't want to go back." Wu Mi leaned against the wall, his face pale, his eyes fixed on Shi Lu, but with the spring breeze blowing, he began to cough.

Shilu was at a loss, and didn't understand why Gui Wu Tsuji looked at him with that kind of eyes.

But of course he is not a petty person, Wu Mi is just a sick child in his eyes, so he tentatively smiled at him.

Wu Mi was stunned for a moment, and stopped talking, "Mother, I want him to send me back."

"You child..." Mrs. Onimai Tsuji's complexion became very bad, and it was more unpleasant to be disturbed, "How can you let a guest do such a thing?"

"It's okay, I'll send him off."

I don't know if it's the influence of the mentor's liking for children. Of course, there are also reasons why Mrs. Onimai Tsuji is too hypocritical. Compared with staying with her, Shiru prefers Wumi.

He walked straight over, took off the cloak behind him, put it on Wu Mi, and hugged him whole.

"Eh? Xi, Mr. Sivis?" Ryoko was surprised to read the name that was a bit awkward for her.

Wu Mi became quiet instead, he could no longer blow the wind, but felt that the cloak was very warm.

He doesn't reject this kind of action at all, but has a vague feeling that it should be so.

That's the way it is, that's the way he should be.

He should be different from everyone in Heian-kyo.

The author has something to say: sudden change in painting style.jpg

Give everyone a warning.

Wu Mi will still become a ghost.

I showed it to Ji You, and she said that the comment section would start buying stocks.

Me: But there is Yuanyi, Yan Sheng, Momotou, Yiyong, Shinobu, Tanjiro balabalabala

No, what am I writing! (vigilance)

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