Bird: K of Green

like baby.

On the first night after Christmas Eve, he told Liu that he gave all his love to Liu. He said it out of his mouth, and he was not so persistent.And the emotional world that was flowing at that time was like red willows planted in clusters in the desert, pure and tough, but dry enough to crack the soil.Even if you don't even have the power to give yourself love, how can you give love to others.

But looking at it these days, it is obvious that his love is not a completely dying plant.Flow cannot give him an oasis, but it can give him a shade under the scorching sun.Liu's feedback to him is always dull and sincere, like at this moment, Liu said: "In short, you can't refuse me, just like I can refuse you when I refuse anyone, right?"

"Yes," Zi also said calmly, "I knew it a long time ago."

"You are amazing." Liu affirmed him, and said, "Zi, I stipulate that I can have three wishes."

"Oh yeah, there are three of them, what are they all?"

Turning his head and looking forward to the sky and clouds, Erqing retracted his gaze and looked at Zi seriously, "The first one is ideals, follow my way, and never fade away. The second one is returning to my hometown, which has now come true, and I am satisfied." Liu hesitated for a few seconds, "...the third one hasn't been fully decided yet, I'll tell you when I think it over, and you can help me realize it, okay?"

"it is good."

"Thank you, Zi. Next, you go to rest and stay with Sukuna. After all, I haven't been on a mission for a long time. I'm worried that he's too excited." Liu looked at the clock, there were still nearly five hours left, "Now I want to People are waiting. Besides, you and Sukuna can go on your own around ten o'clock, without saying hello to me."

"Okay." Zikou replied, but still squeezed Liu's hands, rubbing the palms and the backs of the hands, so lingering that he didn't want to let go, "I'll hug you again, just for a while, for a while."

"Go." Liu Que said, let's go.

So Zi picked up Liu's left hand, still kissed his ring finger, turned over the palm, there was a faint scar on the base of the finger.Zi knew that this was the mark left by him, so he licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue, and then covered his face with Liu's entire left hand.

"I'm going."

"Well, go early at night and come back early—" This person is Zi, I think he has never worried about Zi, and his Zi never needs him to worry, Zi has a thin back, he catches her and is caught by the door Covering the last inch of the silhouette before him, he said, "Go home early."

Where did you leave home.

Ziyin is hidden in the intersection of light and shadow.

The heart of my Lord is my home.

18

Not many details worth recalling.

The calm sea in Kanagawa is howling like a woman crying.

From time to time, Fushimi's clothes made the sound of metal plates colliding, and the wind pierced through his trouser legs.In fact, the nights in early spring are not too cold, only the sea breeze is stronger than usual. They roll up the waves and roll them high, turning over the rock wall and blowing foam, shining indigo green in the dark sky.

After tonight is over, it will be said goodbye, and there are few details worth remembering.Fushimi meditated.

No one can melt this cold city, no one can.It decayed almost pale, only that person's house was always a little green.

...that person is really smart.This is the last time, Fushimi told himself, no matter what kind of addiction, just quit it in the future.He took out the terminal to check the time, turned over and walked towards the coastal residential area, crossed the small square, turned into the building alley, and after walking for a while, he saw the sealed waterfall and stream.

——Memory breaks through the ground in early spring.

The budding vines of the ivy surrounded the wooden house, black ash filled the gaps in the wood, like embers left by a flame, and a lot of fog gathered around.Everything seemed to start from here. Fushimi looked back at the two-story building with black lights behind him, couldn't hold back, and turned back to search for the dense motto in the wooden wall.

He pushed aside a few branches with his hands again, and casually read the following words.Strangely, it happened to be a sentence in Japanese this time, and the notch was sharp and frizzy, as if it had been newly applied.

"Hui is like a god, pure as a child, light and shadow."

Fushimi muttered, let go, and the vines slid down to cover them.There are secret words hidden everywhere here, but I don't know who is so boring, coming here to talk nonsense.He took off his glasses and walked into the wind.

like? —Love language—too narrow, he thought.Many times when we want to give someone a simple heart, it may end up as a long and thin wound.So no one can melt the cold world, not even the Almighty Lord.

At a quarter past ten, the underground pipeline floor was empty.The Dresden stone slabs are covered in two colors of blue and green in the white space, covering up seven kinds of radiance that are gradually dripping and flying, and the strong light renders the whole place transparent.

Liu Xiang sneered as he had expected, and Mr. Pan pushed him to the side of the stone slab.He said, "That's fine."

His adoptive father didn't smile along with him.In the champagne-colored eyes, there was neither joy nor sorrow, and the soul was completely dead.

"Mr. Pan, Athe is very good at doing things well." He stared into his adoptive father's eyes, "From spreading false news at the beginning, to dealing with the four unlucky people who I intentionally caused disappearance in order to cover up the experimental subjects, to today Clean up the little guys from Scepter4 here. You have completed several missions cleanly and quickly, which is worthy of praise."

Seeing that Mr. Pan was silent, he said again: "Today's battle against Qingchi is the last battle. Do you need to call Athe?——Although you are not a member of your clan, you are still a descendant of your clan. You have always sympathized with the clan. Bo, this time..."

"Stop talking, Liu." Suddenly, Mr. Pan interrupted him, his eyes stern, "I already owe their parents my life, how can I owe them now."

"Well, that's it." Liu avoided the adoptive father's gaze and turned to look at the slate, "Mr. Pan, I'm sorry for the blood on your hands."

Mr. Pan sighed, "Just forget about me? Liu, don't tell me these things, I know you."

"Ah."

"You only need to promise me two things." Mr. Pan said quietly, "One, don't use them again in the future, just say it's my intention, let them live a normal life. Another one, when it's over this time, Remember to rest more in the future."

"I promise you the first one, and the second depends on the situation."

The answer was crisp and clear.Mr. Pan felt a pang of sadness in his heart. Liu's answer could never make people's hearts fall, but he understood and had to accept that this is Liu.From the moment he said it, he knew that Liu would definitely answer in this way.But when I really listened to my ears, bitterness was still unavoidable.The children he raised were always stubborn and always embarrassing.

"Well, it's up to you," he said at last, "I'm leaving, and you have a good time tonight."

"Okay, have a good journey."

Liu didn't deliberately look back at Gu Pan's adoptive father's back, so naturally he couldn't capture the desolation.The chess game has already begun. Mr. Pan is his own bishop and another bishop on the chessboard. Although the range of activities is small, he can help him at critical moments, defending and attacking in one go.

Thank you Mr Pan.

Flow hangs his head.But why, why did he look at me like he was about to cry.

However, this is by no means the question that should be considered at the moment.The days are long and the time is not waiting for me. The reality is not forgiving. I blink my sour eyes and just wait silently.Waiting for the green light to bloom on the stone slab to become stronger and stronger, it climbed up circle after circle along the wonderful patterns like a circular labyrinth, covering the thin blue light.

After 14 years of painstaking efforts, the sun and the moon fly like a shuttle, and the white horse flies by, and the flow is not afraid of waiting.But only tonight, even a moment of waiting seemed long, he gritted his teeth and sat down beside the stone slab.

Time flows like fine sand, and at a certain moment, the green light rushes out of the isolated city like ten thousand feet, and it seems that it is only one step away from Haohao's endlessness.Liu finally smiled again, his right eye became moist.It's incredibly warm and moist.

pat-

The Buddhist beads in Zongxiang's hand broke at the sound.Sandalwood beads rolled everywhere.He lowered his eyes, focused first, his breath was still steady, and in the next second, his heart beat wildly.He stood up abruptly from the tatami, and stepped out of the green bamboo barrier in two steps.

The slate has changed.

Zongxiang sighed.

Bi, water, flow!

Along with the prayer beads, there were also Anna's red glass beads in the back room of the Barbara bar at the other end.

In her sleep, the girl suddenly woke up with a start, her red eyes glowing with water.She grabbed the pillow with her backhand, but found nothing, then looked under the bed, and saw glass beads scattered on the floor, one by one was transparent and bright, and the scarlet stalks were dark.

No matter how dense the darkness is, the crimson will always be warm... However, these glass beads condensed with her own blood, at this moment, are like drops of fresh blood.

whose blood.

Adolf.

Adolf.

Adolf.

"Sister—!" Xiaobai's eyes were closed tightly, and his forehead was covered with sweat.He has not yet woken up from the nightmare, but his arms are raised and straightened, his fingers are bent and stretched, and there is nothing between his fingers, in a posture where he is struggling to grasp something, but he can't grasp anything.

Gou Lang was awakened by the movement of the person next to him, turned over and pinched the other person's shoulder, seeing that he was not in the right state, he called urgently: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai!" It's not a day when Mercury is retrograde, but why even the "Li" leaning against the cabinet is shaking.

Xiaobai is still awake.

It was a bright night with a bright moon.Among the branches, the half-drawn moon hangs in the sky, like a dead man's head.Out of nowhere, Gou Lang thought of Yu Shao Shen Zi again, a feeling that Yu Shao Shen Zi was very close to him.

"Xiaobai!" he called again.

This time, Xiaobai slowly opened his eyes.Said the movement was slow, but in fact it was only two or three seconds.But it is indeed slow, slow to small