Salvation equals death

"Sorry, I didn't expect to meet him."

The two reserve heroes who escaped from under the eyes of the No.2 hero finally came to the uninhabited suburb of Liao. There are also a few small shops open here, but there is no lively atmosphere in the urban area.

"It's nothing, there's no need to apologize." Chiyo shook her head, broke the thick fish burnt in half, and shared a piece with Hong Jiaodong, "Mr. Hong seems to always say 'sorry', especially to... um ? Explosive?"

Hong Jiaodong does often say "sorry" to Bakugo Katsuki, mainly because he always steps on Bakugo Katsuki's thunder point unconsciously, and he doesn't even realize what's wrong with him when it's over.

"No, we have a good relationship." Hong Jiaodong recalled in his mind the gesture of Bakugo Katsuki spewing fire from all angles and exploding on the spot, and nodded expressionlessly, "Well, the relationship is very good."

For Bakugo Katsuki, whose every strand of hair is self-respect, the original sin is his strength. Bakugo Katsuki always provokes him because he wants to be the number one in the name, but his nature and electric waves are doomed to him forever. I don’t reach the point where Bakugo wins, so that I often make words and deeds that are not ignoring but ignoring. As soon as the word “sorry” comes out, the moral aspect is that I have the upper hand, but Bakugo is completely blown up. one slice.

After getting along for a long time, Chiyo knows very well that Hong Jiaodong is not really aloof and indifferent, but that most of the time he is immersed in his own world, so that it makes people feel that he is not close to him.

"I wanted to watch the fireworks at the nearest place." Hong Jiaodong slightly raised his head to look at the night sky, his eyes were a little dazed, "Sorry, I seem to have messed up."

"I said 'sorry' again." Chiyo shook her head again, pointing to the small hill beside the forest and said, "We can't be the closest to the destination, we can be the closest to the sky, should we go?"

"Let's walk slowly." Hong Jiaodong switched hands and held Chiyo, and said in a low voice, "If you are tired, tell me, wearing clogs is hard work, right?"

Chiyo was slightly taken aback, her lowered hand seemed to have touched her legs inadvertently, and the cold and hard exoskeleton armor under the kimono reminded her of the fact that her body was incomplete, and she felt a little lonely for some reason.

That kind of inexplicable, shallow regret surfaced in his heart, Chiyo looked at the young man who was walking ahead, lighting up the night with a flame, but his heart was filled with a sense of melancholy.

For the first time in his life, the broken soul knew the feeling of being cherished.

If she had a healthy body, maybe she could stand beside him with more confidence and calmness?

Chiyo didn't want to face the sad eyes of the young man, the kind of emotion originating from pity, felt empathy, would make her heart tremble and her eyes sour.

——What should this feeling be called?

Chiyo was still puzzled by that strange feeling, but Hong Jiaodong thought she didn't have the strength to climb up, so he grabbed her.

The boy's arms were steady and powerful, pulling her up steadily.

It was as if they wanted to drag her out of the mud and walk towards the starry sky together.

The fireworks took off, and Chiyo and Hong Jiaodong sat on the lawn together, watching the night being lit up by the fireworks.

The handsome young man's face was illuminated by fireworks, and there was a very faint smile on his lips, as if the frost and snow had just melted, and a new spring blossomed.

Chiyo watched silently, but her heart seemed to be overflowing with warm water, her chest was swollen, and her limbs and bones were filled with a bewildering and uncontrollable tenderness, which was extremely strange but menacing.

"Don't you want to watch Huahuo?" Hong Jiaodong turned his head to look at her, with a soft light in his strange eyes.

"Look." Chiyo smiled and turned her eyes back. She stared forward, like a child talking in her sleep, and let out a sigh, "Boom."

"It's nice to have you by my side."

Even if she died in the next second, she must be smiling, right?

The forest full of clover, the birds jumping on the branches and treetops, he is a light shining into the dark forest.

Probably because of the quiet and peaceful atmosphere at night, or because the stars were beautiful that day, some words that should not have been uttered were poured out naturally, like a gurgling stream running across a mountain stream.

"The fireworks are beautiful and the stars are bright. Looking at the bustling and noisy festival in the distance, you will feel from the bottom of your heart... It's good to be alive."

Even if the boy dragged him across the long street in a hurry, and the crowd receded behind him like running water, Chiyo could feel the vitality of life from the boy's back.

Unlike her, whose heart is already twilight, the young man's life has just begun, and the future is full of bright future.

"In this world with Mr. Hong, even the sun and rain are gentler than other places, and even the half-broken four-leaf clover seems to be full of miracles."

Chiyo hugged her legs, smiled lightly and rested her chin on her knees, she gently held the amber with four-leaf clover hanging around her neck: "It seems to be the luckiest to meet you in this world Something happened."

"Although I'm a bit greedy, it would be great if we can watch fireworks together in the coming year."

Chiyo vaguely feels that her thoughts are extravagant and arrogant, but she still can't help thinking about the "future" that is almost impossible to exist.

— how greedy.

"Certainly possible."

The boy's voice sounded beside her, she turned her head, but met a pair of quiet and resolute eyes of different colors, "Every year from now on, I will take you to watch the fireworks."

"What you want but don't get, I will do my best to make it up for you, and I won't let you go on alone again."

"I remember you said that you are not afraid of pain, and you are not afraid of death—but the only thing you can't accept is meeting and parting."

The boy raised his eyes and looked into the distance, sparks bloomed in his eyes.

"You said you were unlucky, and it would be difficult to meet again after parting, so parting is such a sad thing. I don't know what you have experienced, but I think it is probably heavy, even if it is mentioned, it is tainted with despair memories."

In the spectacle of fireworks blooming all over the sky, Hong Jiaodong always feels that this excitement does not belong to the girl around her. She carries an essence that is incompatible with this world. Even if she works so hard, she can't conceal her loneliness.

Like the wind blowing through the world, it has no anchor and no destination.

How could someone in this world live like a fragmented crystal bottle?Wanting to keep those waters that represent feelings, but have to watch them flow out of their cracks sadly.

——In the end, what kind of pain did you experience in a place that I don't know?

"But, Chiyo—don't be afraid." The young man's voice faded into the wind, and his tone was flat without ups and downs, but it made people feel that there was nothing in this world that was more gentle than him at this time.

"Even if our reunion is a miracle that I dare not pray for, I will try my best to find you."

"I have decided not to shed tears for the weak self in the mirror, and I will never let anyone hurt the one I want to protect and not want to separate, and I will never let our memories be burned by a fire. .”

"I can't change your past, but I will definitely protect your present and future."

"You have always told me that I am your hero. It was you who gave me the qualifications to be a hero, and it was you who made me face up to what kind of existence I should be."

"Maybe I'm still very weak, but I won't give up."

"Chiyo, I swear to you, I will be your hero."

The boy raised his hand, gently wiped the girl's soft cheeks, and wiped away the cold liquid that silently slipped down the corner of her eyes.

"Trust me, okay? No matter what happens, I'll definitely hold your hand again."

——The pain you have experienced and the injustice you have encountered will be soothed by the breeze blowing at night, and someone will hold your hand and warm your life with their own body temperature.

So, don't be afraid, no matter where you wander, there will be a piece of sky in this world that belongs to you.

The girl who shed her last drop of blood, the girl who sank into the cold deep sea, you don't have to burn yourself anymore, you can't warm yourself even if you warm the world.

——"Vera, living is a very painful thing, but as long as you persevere, good things will always happen."

Is that so, Father?

If there is such a thing as the red thread of fate, can I beg you to tie it tighter, tighter?

Many years later, Chiyo will still remember the fireworks of this day, and the boy who has been holding her hand.

The feelings that made the heart sore finally turned into tears of catharsis, but the tearful girl couldn't help laughing.

Her golden eyes full of cracks returned to clarity, like a clear lake, like the sky washed by heavy rain, those pains that had crushed her, finally turned into tears, shattering into his palm drop by drop.

"The makeup is all gone."

"It's okay, it looks good."

When going down the mountain, Hong Jiaodong was still holding her hand, Chiyo looked up at the night sky of Huoshuxingqiao, and faintly felt something was different.

Hong Jiaodong sent Chiyo back home, looking at the dark yard, he asked a little confused: "Are you living alone?"

"Yeah." Chiyo simply took off her makeup on the way back, and now she is wiping her face with a wet tissue, rubbing the tip of her nose a little red, looking childish and cute, "My brother doesn't live with me. "

Hong Jiaodong's heart tightened, the other party only mentioned his brother but not his parents, presumably either the relationship was not good or the parents were gone, no matter what it was, it made people feel aching.

Chiyo didn't think there was anything wrong, she firmly believed that her father lived in heaven.

"Mr. Hong, come in and sit down. I'll make you a cup of tea." Chiyo went to the bathroom after entering the room. She needed to wash her face, "Mr. Hong, please feel free, don't be too formal."

"Yeah." Hong Jiaodong sat down on the sofa, and now he had time to look at the environment in the house. The traditional Japanese-style tatami mats are exquisitely and warmly arranged, and the owner's ingenuity can be seen everywhere.

It was the first time to be a guest at a girl's house, and Hong Jiaodong also felt a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it, he placed the gangster killer whale and All Might dolls won at the fireworks festival on the cabinet, which were vivid and cute.

"Aren't you going to take All Might back?" Chiyo came out after washing her face and making tea, and she saw All Might on the cabinet with a wild smile on her face.

"No, the smelly old man will probably go crazy if he takes it back." Hong Jiaodong took the teacup, thanked him, and held the enamel cup, letting the mist obscure his brows and eyes, "Can I come to your house to see him in the future? "

After finishing speaking, the young man took a sip of his tea in a somewhat concealed manner, tilted his head and said: "This is also the first time I have received a gift from someone other than my relatives, so..."

"Of course." Unexpectedly, Chiyo agreed, and said, "You can come here if Mr. Hong runs away from home. I welcome you anytime."

Chiyo could never forget that boy who cried in the pouring rain as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

Andeva is a control freak, but most parents in this world have an accessory desire to control their children, either because of love or other reasons.

To get rid of this kind of control, the first thing that must be achieved is financial independence. If no one has the confidence to live well, no amount of unwillingness and resistance is nothing but rebellion.

Life itself is so cruel, but if possible, Chiyo hopes that she can give the little boy the right to choose freedom.

After exhorting, Chiyo still felt uneasy. After thinking about it, he simply turned out the backup key at home and stuffed it into Hong Jiaodong's hand, which shocked Hong Jiaodong for a moment.

"At any time, this place can become your safe haven, and even I cannot deprive you of your rights."

Chiyo thought for a while and said seriously: "In the name of 'Vera Alex', I swear to the Holy Light."

——Please let me also be the courage in your heart.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Mr. Hong: ...I actually didn't know your name until today.

Chiyo: More than that?And my dad's name.