Bird: K of Green

Small bottle, open it and take one for me.Thank you Sukuna. "

Usually only Mr. Pan can take the medicine at home. The child tasted the sweetness, squeezed his little nose, and did as Liu said. They want to tell each other that they love you, but my mother sleeps with my uncle. I don’t understand what love is, you teach me, Liu.” Grabbing Liu’s arm hidden in his clothes.

Liu's eyes were dull, he replied: "I'm really sorry, Sukuna, I can't teach you this, you can ask something else."

Xukuna was a little discouraged, he fed the pill into Liu's mouth, and gave him a glass of water upside down.

"Liu, I am the king, will you be angry with me?"

"No." Drooling saliva and swallowing the medicine, taking an extra dose today should be fine.He was too lazy to reason with this kid, and he wouldn't listen to what he was talking about right now, so he wanted to keep his ears clean, so he thought he was making a fuss.

"Great, Liu, you haven't really played chess, have you?——I have learned it," Sukuna once again moved his face to Liu's ear, "'King' is the source of life If the king dies, the power will be lost, and the game will be over. And the 'Queen' is the most powerful and free chess piece, because it can move without restriction. Liu, I really hope that I can be the king for you, and you have freedom."

The voice of these words became quieter as they went further, but they were all heard clearly by Liu. He looked at Sukuna calmly, and found that the child was covering his mouth and backing away with a smile on his face.

"I'm serious, I'm just kidding, how can board games be compared to reality," Sukuna hugged his stomach, and suddenly became serious again, "But reality is just a game, don't you think? flow?"

For the first time, Ryu felt that he had lost control of Sukuna.But he was still calm, the thread was still in his hand, and he could take it back.

"Sukuna cares about me, I'm really touched, but we will all have freedom in the end, this is inevitable. Believe me, this game will definitely teach you to have fun."

The child in front of him shook his head, retreating further and further back, "Actually, as long as I'm here, I'm happy whether it's a game or not. I will grow up and become stronger and stronger. You have to wait for me."

Liu held the thread in his hand, as if he saw a child pick up the scissors and snap it off with his own eyes.

"Okay, I'll wait." Liu closed his eyes and sighed silently.

A few hours after dawn, the slate arrived in Kanagawa, which meant that they were one step closer to their ideal.However, in the early morning of that day, the core person in the family couldn't sleep peacefully, and he didn't know whether he would be paid for what he got.

Zi slept very deeply, he packed up a bit sooner and came to find Liu, but Mr. Daopan was drunk again, so he didn't say anything in detail.And Liu, of course, didn't talk to Ziti Ding about Sukuna.

Liu leaned on Zi's arm, looking at the sky after the snow stopped, seeing it turn from gray to fish-belly, and his eyes were sore.He chewed Mr. Pan's words last night, and he also had to chew the "bubble gum" that the kid Suku threw to him, feeling pain from his cheeks to his brain.

In fact, Liu knew that in the past few years, although he lost his heart, he had added a well to his chest.A stone was stuck in the well, so even if the well was not dry, no one else could draw water.But before he knew it, a person appeared and tried to take his hand to dig out the stone.Of course the process was painful, but the flow was sweet, as if subconsciously knew that it would be easier this way.Finally, when the stone was dug out, the broken pieces still fell into the well and mixed with the water.

Sometimes he also admits that his thinking, stubbornness and non-stop calculation will scare away people who treat him sincerely, but he can't control it.This seemed to be a habit, the filler he gave to the empty, lonely and tired chest after losing his heart.When he is filled with these, he feels very safe.However, he clearly understands that this sense of security is an illusion, because there will be more things that can't be calculated, so he has no choice but to continue to calculate, and after calculating, continue to calculate, and the row can't be exhausted.

——Thanks to Zi for coming.

This sentence came to Liu's mind suddenly, and he turned his head to look at his lover's beautiful sleeping face.

Thanks Violet for coming.Zi not only helped him dig out the stones, but also tried to help him wash and filter the dregs in the water.Although he couldn't help worrying about Zi from time to time, he would also think wildly, but Mr. Pan told him last night that people's hearts are made of flesh, and they can't stand the doubts of their loved ones. Liu sincerely thanked Mr. Pan for his suggestions.Now Liu is really willing to get rid of those thoughts for Zi.

Liu lived to be 25 years old and never felt the word "peace".Being able to lie down with Zi at this moment, he thought he was safe.

11

Probably the last snow this winter, so snowy.

At five o'clock in the morning, the lonely building of Scepter4 stands next to the deserted street. In the empty office sits the King of Blue who has climbed to the commanding heights of the country. Behind the dazzling light, there is the eternal and lonely Reishi Munakata.He was sitting upright kneeling, drinking a cup of tartary buckwheat tea, the mouth of the cup was steaming hot, the scalding water slid down his throat, it did not warm his spleen and stomach, instead it made his inside feel chillier.

Under the cover of green bamboo, Zongxiang ignored the cold mist outside the window and was covered in silver—this is the world he guarded, and at the moment he only looked at the palm of his hand.May the people have time to farm, live and work in peace and contentment, and be safe and happy every year.He took out a string of sandalwood beads, hung them on the four fingers of his left hand, and gently twisted a few of them with his thumb.From the corners of his face and lips at this moment, he could not find any clues of the coldness and swiftness that belonged to Mr. Zongxiang in normal times.At this time, his heart lake was very quiet, not like someone who has been alone in a high position for many years.

Standing on the top of the mountain for many years, Munakata has never taught himself to feel that the heights are too cold, because this position is under his responsibility and the meaning of his existence.That's why people say that everything should be done to the best of your ability, but you want to be ashamed of your heart, but he said that you don't need to do everything, and victory comes naturally.

But looking at the past from the beginning to the present, he thinks that he has indeed tried his best more than anyone else.In the end, the country is whitewashed with peace, the back is full of devastation, the current situation is still uncertain, hidden dangers are still not eliminated, hatred cannot be avenged, and cherished people have not been kept.A few years ago, he was alone, holding power in his hands. A few years later, he seemed to be clenched. holding power.

So I don't know when, this King of Blue, who originally only believed in himself and the control of order, began to build a spiritual conversion by himself, seeking a certain kind of silence.Zong Xiang thought, if Zhou Fang was still alive, seeing him like this would definitely make him laugh.But when Zhou Fang died, he had nothing to worry about.

Munakata was shrouded in silence.I heard that in China, there is a remote plateau in northern Tibet. The local people twist beads non-stop, believing that the soul after death will be reborn in a pure land.Human beings are hard to be human, the world is suffering, finding the right way is hard, the right way is also suffering, the way has its source, willing to be on the source, but the source is far away, so we have to find another way, the other way is not the right way, it is like a circle, it goes back and forth endlessly, it is reincarnation , Reincarnation snatches things in people's brains, often give a cup of water to the stomach, tongue rolls, sweet taste, people have closed eyes, Xiaomeng does not know what was in the previous life, after waking up, suddenly felt back to the road of asceticism.

At this moment, this group of silence is carve up his heart with the momentum of peeling off cocoons.He thought about his own path in this life, the first half has passed, and he has lost too much, and it is not bad to have time to chew on memories in the second half.He closed his eyes and coiled the prayer beads in his hand.My old friend who is dead, I have already done everything, but I still listen to the destiny, the voice of the Buddha Kingdom, and walk with you.

Ding.Ding.Ding.

On the bank of the Santu River, paddle trackers sang chant.

Zong Xiang opened his eyes abruptly.

He took a deep breath and exhaled deeply, as if he was adjusting his breath to prepare himself for the next one.He put down the beads, stood up, put on the Sirius star, walked out of the lake of silence in his heart, and returned to welcome the Rishi Munakata who cared about the country and the people and was in charge of the overall situation.However, once the roles were reversed, he was again in a state of embarrassment that he was fished out of the water instead of being drowned by luck.He rubbed his forehead, feeling that it was a waste of effort, it turned out that after washing himself, he could not remove his arrogance, nor his desire, nor the anxiety in his heart.Among them, what worries him the most is the bedbugs lurking in Kanagawa.

Munakata seems to have to use the Sirius star to separate the spiritual tranquility and turbulent expediency, otherwise neither side will be able to settle down.It's really tormenting—I just don't know whether the head of the room is willing to admit it—it's not others who are tormenting him, but himself.

Zongxiang hated Bishuiliu from the bottom of his heart, very, very much, and could not stop the hatred no matter how many times he recited the Heart Sutra.He arranged for Fushimi to monitor in Kanagawa, and judging from the daily reports these days, nothing unusual happened.Today, the slate is about to be handed over, and he does not deny that deep down in his heart, he longs to do something to stir up a storm, so that he has a reason to take it down, but on the other hand, he disdains this desire, which It is too contrary to my clear and decent style of work and my original intention of stabilizing the society.So when it comes to weighing, Munakata still puts the overall situation first, of course it is better than Shuiliu not to cause chaos, and he will not let Fushimi go to stir things up, - the behavior of a villain has always been shameless for his Zongxiang etiquette.

In the past two days, Zongxiang has been thinking back and forth in his mind, which is Fushimi's previous report about the gray king Feng Shengwu.According to Fushimi, Feng Shengwu mentioned the former Wang Yu and Zhang Xun to him. Although it was just a casual sentence, Zongxiang still cared a little after hearing it.

Zongxiang is not very clear about everything before the death of the king. After the death of the king, Scepter4 fell into a period of darkness. After that, he succeeded to the throne and vigorously rectified. Not much was left.Although he has the old affairs of the reference room