[Demon Slayer: Blade] The fiancé is always incompetent and furious

"I don't want to drink."

I glanced at the glass on the coffee table in front of me.

Mr. Junguo and I were the only ones in the room, and the maid who brought the things in retreated as early as the first time as if she was afraid of being burned by invisible anger.

"...Why?" Mr. Jun Guo maintained a gentle and flat tone, "You haven't been sleeping well recently, I think this will help you."

He took up all the truth, and his condescending and considerate appearance seemed to say that I was the one who made trouble for no reason.

I sat on the sofa calmly: "Thank you, but no, I don't want to drink."

"……yes?"

Mr. Junguo was clearly on the verge of getting angry, with blue veins protruding from the back of his pale hands. I subconsciously looked at the fragile coffee table and the carved lamp on it, always feeling that these expensive furniture would be smashed to pieces in the next moment, and the crackling glass would be broken into pieces. Splash all over the ground.

But he didn't know what he thought of, the anger in his eyes cooled down a little, and he pulled back to himself just before the explosion.

"I see."

He said coldly: "I will consider this matter."

Mr. Jun Guo's "consideration" was to find a doctor for me the next night.

The doctor was a very taciturn man.During the doctor's visit, he didn't say a word to me, his eyes almost dropped to the ground, as if my face was some kind of terrible scourge, and his head would be bitten off just by looking at it.

He timidly helped me check my physical condition. Before leaving, the doctor prescribed some medicine for me, which is said to help me sleep.I subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Mr. Jun Guo casually knocked on the table, and the doctor's bloodless face suddenly turned pale. I couldn't bear to see it, so I took the medicine.

After I started taking the medicine, the number of my dreams seemed to have decreased, but I still had no energy during the day, and I couldn't eat anything.

Mr. Junguo is more anxious than me, although he doesn't show it, I see his face every morning when I open my eyes, sometimes I suspect that he didn't sleep at all, and spent the whole night just staring at me.

To be honest, if I hadn't gotten used to seeing his face, I would have suspected that he was the source of my nightmares.

It was morning again, and the light streamed in through the curtains. I lay on my pillow and watched the dappled light and shadows climb from the walls to the ceiling.

"Today."

I didn't answer right away.

Mr. Jun Guo doesn't like being ignored, but I really don't want to move.

Not wanting to get out of bed, change clothes, go downstairs to the table for breakfast, and then go through the same repetitive day with nothing to do.

I feel like my life is stuck, stuck in an endless loop.

The seasons outside the window are still passing, but my every day remains the same, and I know the next day's itinerary from the moment I open my eyes.

I tried to catch my breath, let the stone on my chest fall a little bit, and let the drowning person take a breath of oxygen.

"Mr. Jun Guo."

I looked at the ceiling and said flatly, "I want to go out."

It's not going out, it's going out.

Where to go after this is not my concern - anywhere is fine.

Mr. Junguo didn’t tell me the destination, we were going out in the evening, I really wanted to take a tram, so we took a metal tram with only one car, and headed for the city center at the beginning of night amidst the tinkling sound.

I pushed the window up, and the wind blew my hair under the hat. Mr. Jun Guo grabbed my wrist and asked me to sit back on the seat. People around me smiled kindly, thinking that we were newlyweds couple.

The tram stopped opposite the magnificent Western-style building in the city center, and many passengers began to get off. Mr. Jun Guo and I followed the crowd back to the street. The moon like fingernail prints was already clearly visible in the night sky.

The predecessor of the Mitsukoshi Department Store was Mitsui Echigoya in the Edo period. The sales counter was converted into an exhibition hall more than ten years ago. The museum not only has the first escalator in Tokyo, but also has a garden and a tea room on the roof.

The marble floor is shining brightly under the bright lights, and the guests coming and going are well-dressed, and the air seems to be filled with different flavors.If I came alone, I would definitely get lost, but Mr. Jun Guo is very familiar with the surrounding environment, as if he has been here many times.

He asked me if there was anything I wanted, and I couldn't answer.

I followed him and watched him pick and choose, recalling the pile of gifts he gave me, and suddenly realized a fact that seemed important but not so useful:

Mr. Jun Guo seems to be very good at picking things.

The things here include all kinds of kimonos, hairpins, jewelry-in short, as long as it is something that women will need to decorate themselves, Mr. Jun Guo knows it very well, and the selection is very tasteful. They are all popular styles I have seen in magazines.

"..." I watched him skillfully instruct the staff to pack up the things and send them to the mansion. The handsome and dignified figure stood there without any disobedience, and my mood was a bit complicated.

"Mr. Jun Guo?"

I thought I opened my mouth unconsciously, but that strange voice obviously didn't belong to me.

Mr. Jun Guo turned sideways slightly, he always wore that gentle face when he was outside, so he didn't immediately show displeasure when he was interrupted for a while.

The person who came to say hello seemed to be an acquaintance of Mr. Jun Guo at work.While the other party looked at me quietly, I also looked at him with some curiosity.

This is an ordinary person - I don't know why, this idea suddenly jumped into my mind.

The other party glanced at me a few times, then looked at me a few more times, and finally couldn't help asking Mr. Jun Guo: "Is this your wife?"

I witnessed the process of Mr. Jun Guo chatting with people.He looked well-mannered and had a very elegant smile.

I couldn't join in their chats, and I wasn't interested. Although it was interesting to see Mr. Jun Guo being dragged by boring things, I still decided to go around by myself and cherish the rare time to go outside to let the wind go.

I didn't go too far, from the umbrella to gloves, hats, and hairpins, the members who entertained me were very enthusiastic and followed me every step of the way.

"If you need, you can come to me at any time." She smiled and told me repeatedly.

Mr. Jun Guo finally finished his greetings and walked over here.

I opened my mouth, but before I could say anything, the staff member bowed slightly, and turned around to help other guests with a calm demeanor.

"Is there anything else you want?" Mr. Jun Guo casually looked around.

"I want to go to the roof to see."

So we went to the courtyard on the roof and sat in the tea house for a while.

We didn't take the nearest tram to go back.

The streets under the night are bustling like a brocade, and the bright lights form a river. I can't bear to blink, but the crowds around me are bustling, and if I don't pay attention, I will be lost in the sea of ​​people.

Mr. Jun Guo stretched out his arm to signal me, and I took his arm, using him as a guide and coordinates.

We walked through the noisy streets, through the city center full of shops.

The bustling colors are gradually fading away like a dream, the peaceful moonlight melts on the ground, and the wind blowing on the face has already brought the coolness of early autumn.

The last tram was empty, so we sat by the window.With a soft sound, the tram started again.

I seemed to fall asleep on the way. When I opened my eyes, we had already returned to the original station. When I woke up, I was still leaning on Mr. Jun Guo. The conductor hesitated to speak, and seemed afraid to go forward.

Consciousness suddenly fell back to reality, and it took me a while to remember where I was.

The jingling tram slowly drove away, the night closed again, and the world became quiet.

The rustling night wind blows off the summer flowers on the branches, and the silently falling petals are covered with moonlight, as white as snow.

I vaguely recall a long-ago dream.In my dream, I also had a fiancé whose face could not be seen clearly. He was thin and sick in bed all day long, always sitting by the window with the bamboo curtains half rolled up, looking out into the distance outside the courtyard.

In my dream, I want to hold his hand and take him to the outside world, to see the grassy hillside and the riverside where the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

He is not in good health and cannot travel long distances, but we can take a chariot, or if there is no chariot, we can stop and go.

As long as he wants, as long as he wants, I can hold his hand and take him to see all the bustling and lively scenery in this world.

"...sir." I stopped.

He looked at me.

"Are we in love?"

I lost all memory, but a vague feeling kept telling me that I did once have a fiancé.

I can no longer remember his face, his voice, and I suddenly feel very at a loss. This question seems to be my voice in a dream, begging someone for an answer that is too late.

The time on Mr. Jun Guo's body seemed to be suspended.

He froze in place with a stiff face, and after a long time, he moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

He should be very good at lying.As long as he puts on a gentle and considerate appearance, with his handsome face, as long as he thinks, no woman will refuse his pursuit.

If he just wants love, then he can easily trick that kind of thing by just pretending.

I asked him, "Do you love me?"

He couldn't speak.

……

I never thought that he would be defeated by a single sentence.

Mr. Jun Guo disappeared.

This sentence pattern makes me feel very familiar, as if I have stated similar facts before.

When I woke up early in the morning, the seat next to me was empty, and there was no one in the study.Mr. Jun Guo was nowhere to be found in this mansion, and the servants were anxious, even the maid who never talked to me came over worriedly: "Madam..."

It seems that when he left late at night, Mr. Jun Guo did not tell the servants in the mansion where he was going.

I think I am very familiar with this scene: the fiancé who ran away from home did not return all night, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

"Don't worry." I comforted the maid, "He just ran away."

As for when he decides to come back, that's not in my concern right now.

I sorted out the parcels from the department store.

While Mr. Jun Guo was chatting with acquaintances, I actually bought an extra gift secretly, and that gift was delivered to the mansion early the next morning along with other big and small bags.

I picked out the small square gift box and stuffed it into the hand of the maid.

"Send it to you."

Today's weather is very good, the sun is shining outside the window, and the sky is as blue as the sea.

I haven't climbed a tree for a while, but fortunately no one is watching me today, and everyone else is busy worrying about where Mr. Junguo has gone. When I was on the ground, I suddenly felt a sense of unreality in my heart.

But I knew where I was going next, and I knew what I was going to do.

I take a step.

——"If you need it, you can come to me at any time."

I want to get my memory back.

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