Bird: K of Green

The pancakes are ready, I just had them before I came, cheap and delicious. "

"Hate."

"Where's the hamburger and the crepe?"

"Hate."

"What do you really like?"

"muffin."

……

In the end, they didn't go anywhere, because Sukuna was in a hurry to go home and had no time to socialize.Xiao Bai followed behind the little figure, and the two of them were unbelievably silent along the way.Sukuna suddenly turned around and said, "Are you so free every day?"

While Xiaobai was staring blankly, Sukuna cast a sinister look at him, Xiaobai Shi Shiran caught it.He sighed silently, he really didn't understand how this child was born so surly, only to hear the child say again: "I'm different from you, don't follow me, I'll take the path."

"Well, good." Xiaobai grinned, watched the little back, and suddenly shouted, "You don't have to kill to become stronger! Instead of letting it happen, you should learn to accept the care of others. Wutiao little brother!" He couldn't hold back the words of education, and then stood there calmly.

Xiaobai understands that not every child is like this when they are 13 years old.For Gojo Sukuna, he has lost most of what he should have at this age, but from another perspective he is still innocent.It's just that his heart was turbulent, so he was weary of the world, seeking excitement, and trying to let everyone know how powerful he is.At the same time, he hides his cruelty behind the agility and purity of his years, and enjoys the pleasure of being superior to others.

The five Sukunas are like a fish, wagging their tails happily, causing circles of ripples to bloom in the water, exuding a cold and treacherous aura.

However, it is good to be so blunt and blatant.Xiaobai pondered, Bishui is a relic of 70 people in Kanagawa, obviously, the part of the soul frozen by Bishui has not reached any part of the child's body... Perhaps, Bishui did it on purpose.

The garden was wet, and Sukuna tiptoed through the winding path to the back of his house, jumped up to the second floor, and sat on the railing of the bay window outside his room.He took off his shoes, lifted them, pushed open the window, and stepped into the house.He stepped on the soft blanket with his bare feet, and his shoes were hidden under the bed board, leaving two mud marks.

The mud accidentally rubbed on the instep when turning the window was stained, Sukuna ignored it, took off his clothes and got into bed, pretending to be sleeping in.Since he came to Kanagawa, getting up at four o'clock every day to go out to practice his hands and come back before eight o'clock is his daily routine, and it is his way to fulfill his heart in his youth.He's going to grow up, he's going to get stronger, stronger.Whether it is strength or material, he must do his best to help.

He kept it hidden and didn't teach anyone in the family to know, and he didn't know if Liu would have seen it in his eyes.And what can the Silver King understand? —like a guy who judges others by himself, he thought.

Sukuna closed his eyes, twirled the wet peat moss on his fingertips, and showed a smile like a little sun.

After nine o'clock, Liu was awakened by the sound of firecrackers in turn, with a dull pain in his head.It's strange to say, who has nothing to do these days to set off cannons, adding to the troubles of the peaceful and quiet King of Green.

At five o'clock this morning, the sky was getting dark, and Zi took him to bed to catch up on sleep.Stared in a daze for about half an hour, Liu woke up once, saw that Zi was still there, felt at ease, and tried to sleep again.Years of staying up all night ruined his sleep, and he woke up again after a while.Zi was putting on her clothes, and her movements were extremely light.Seeing him with his eyes open, Zi came over and brushed his bangs away and kissed him, "I'll go for a walk, you lie down for a while."

Now the sheet next to him was crumpled and cold.The curtains have been pulled open, and a few rays of cold blue sunlight cut in, clearly lining up the dust in the air.He shivered, and then saw Zi push the door open and enter.

The room was quite bright, and Liu was lying on the bed, silent and motionless, looking like a dead person.

Zi squatted down, put her elbows flat on the edge of the bed, tilted her head and put her right cheek on her forearm, looking at her lover's face through the window light.Liu eyes slightly closed, quiet as if in a dream.So Shi leaned her body and touched Liu's right eyelid with her lips.

"I'm sorry." He said softly, and he didn't know what he was sorry for, "Sleep well." He patted the quilt to comfort him, got up and walked around the room, and pulled out the "Guo" next to the cabinet.On the wrist holding the knife there is the fragrance of lilies.

On the bed, Liu's eyelids trembled slightly, and he suddenly called: "Zi."

Zi Wenyan turned her head, and quickly put "Guo" back into the sheath.

"Did you not sleep?"

Liu responded silently, and after a few seconds, Zi stepped forward to kiss him.

It's a simple kiss.Ziqing pecked at Liu's lips, leaned forward, and pressed Liu against the head of the bed.Liu felt that Zi's hand touched the back of his neck and reached under his collar, the palm of his hand was slightly cool and a little dry.The flow sticks to that small piece of skin, smelling the fragrance of flowers, where is the purple?Liu who raised this question tried to stop the kiss, but Zi's tongue penetrated deeper into him, and Zi pressed the back of his head to prevent him from leaving.

We can't always allow the other party to leave before ourselves, right?

Suddenly, Liu's chest trembled, and his blood rose.He held his breath, coughing and choking it out.

A little bit of red dyes the lips that have been lightly glossed on purple to be rich and gorgeous.Zi Zhanghuang was at a loss. He had never encountered such a situation before. He gathered his mind and looked at Pan Liu. Shouldn't he go to Mr. Pan first at this time?The blue eyes seemed to be covered in mist, separated by a thin layer of ice, Zi looked at it, held his breath for a long time, and found that there was still light inside, so Zi felt relieved.

"Where is the flow uncomfortable, my name is Mr. Pan, okay?"

Liu shook his head, frowned, his chest was throbbing, and the taste in his mouth was so disgusting, it reminded him of those days 14 years ago.Sure enough, no matter what, the inside of this body is no longer the same.

"Don't tell Mr. Pan, and I don't take medicine. Where did you go?"

Zi was helpless, wiped her lips with a flick of her hand, poured a cup of hot water, sat down on the side of the bed, and started to flow.The atmosphere in the house is peaceful and beautiful, just like ordinary people.

"Liu has something to say. Could it be for the Liberation Slate thing..."

"No. Where did you go just now?" Dripping from Zi's hands, the fishy and sweet taste in his mouth was diluted a lot, and he looked at his lover's purple hair.

He found that Zi's hair was longer than before.

In fact, purple hair has always grown fast, which proves that Zi's physical condition is very young, all departments are coordinated and functioning properly, and the metabolism is good. You can see that the hair of ordinary old people grows relatively slowly.Zi lives so well, Liu thought, I don’t need to interfere with Zi so much, no matter whether it’s sunny or cloudy, Zi lives, and will live in the future, to witness the new world I created...

Then Liu heard Zi say, "I'm going to pray for you."

Liu was stunned, stunned to death.

This house has an excellent view, and every side of the second floor can clearly see the exquisite greenery, trees and exquisite stones in the community garden.If you look at the sea cliff, the comfort monument shrunk into a white dot so far away, it melts into the silhouette of the sand sea and smiles.

On the hillside behind the garden, there are aconite flowers with glistening water droplets, and the leaves are curled and stretched out.Their leaves are poisonous, and clover and clover cover the slopes behind them.

Know the clover, it has three leaves, occasionally four, people like to call it "the four-leaf clover that brings happiness".

How strange, the happy four-leaf clover grows behind the poisonous flower.

Right now, Liu is in no mood to respond to these beauties.Zi went to pray for him, what is the content of Zi's blessing.

Liu with his head up, half lying on the bed, he was alone with the warm sheets and a layer of cloth clinging to his legs, the scent of flowers lingering on his purple fingertips and wrists, infiltrating the small pieces of blood in his body that hadn't dried up. gap.He raised his chin, and heard a distant voice, the chill penetrated into every crevice of his bones, making his chest hurt even more.

——Compared to the flow of water, only the ideal of change is the true meaning of your destiny.

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?" Zi pressed against Liu's forehead, and the wind that slipped into the room was blowing on his face, and he found that Liu was looking at him intently, his eyes brighter than usual, "What's wrong?"

"You are changing," Liu said slowly, "every moment you are different."

"Everyone is different at every moment." With bright purple eyes, he grabbed Liu's hand, "It's good that my little Liu is fine, but the sudden hemoptysis scared me so much."

Rotating his neck and pulling the muscles around him made him seem more at ease.

"It's nothing, I can't do it." Liu said, "My kingship corresponds to change, and I am a person who cannot be changed. It is useless for anyone to pray for me. I have my destiny, and I enjoy my destiny."

Zi Moran, "Guo" stands leaning against the cabinet, and the scabbard is radiant.

Yu Zi felt that the future was difficult and that pain was inevitable.Although the behavior is beautiful and worth pursuing, it is against the law of nature. Liu's ideal may eventually become a long-cherished wish, but Liu will still go his own way, and the future may be even more complacent...Zi can only pray for Liu, pray to the hundreds of thousands of dead souls in Kanagawa, or bless Liu can turn the world around and achieve great things, or bless Liu to no longer be presumptuously attached to himself.

And all of these, just by his "pray for blessings", were all perceived by Liu, and the awareness was so clear that Liu could realize even the slightest wavering in his spirit.Zi knew that he couldn't persuade her to let it go, and no one could stop her from letting it go.The color is like foam, the pain is like float, all are empty and silent, and there is nothing real.It doesn't matter what the ending is, it's all up to him to go with the flow.

"Okay, Liu, I'm really looking forward to it." Zi Fu covered his forehead and moved down to cover his eyes to hide his expression. Afterwards, he picked up Liu's left hand with the hand that covered his eyes, and gave it to the back of his hand. A pious kiss, "I will always be the sword you wield."

The flow is silent like poetry.

He is aware of Zi's worries, but he doesn't want himself to be involved in the shackles of uncertainty, and he hates leaking negative emotions, especially the occasional negative emotions that arise after imagining the cost.Although now he can't help it sometimes, he has to piece together for himself some brand new things that he has only just begun to realize.