Bird: K of Green

flow back.

"You just have a heavy heart and think too much. I don't have such bad thoughts." Xiaobai would rather believe that Liu was just venting all the weight of the past that had rotted into his bones with him, because now Liu is the only one, "We It's a relative."

Liu put his chin on Xiaobai's shoulder, was silent for a while, and after a while, let out a few sounds in embarrassment.

"sorry."

An apology made Xiaobai feel this twisted in his heart.He felt that he hadn't protected this person, even if he tried his best to turn the tide now, what he couldn't protect would be unable to protect, and all his efforts would be in vain.He murmured again, his breath was like gossamer, "It's as if I'm not alive here."

"What silly words?" Xiaobai said bitterly.

"Adolf, can I raise a plant?" Liu asked cautiously, "So he raised a lot for me...they are alive, just like I am alive."

Xiaobai stroked the back of Liu's head, hesitating, and finally agreed, "Okay, as long as you remind me to water it every day and take good care of it. Tell me, what kind of plant do you want?"

"Splitting Gentiana."

Liu closed his eyes contentedly.The blue eyes are hidden in the dark, and disappear instantly.

27

"Thank you very much, Yukari."

The water red eyes seemed to be very frightened.Kimura immediately pursed the corners of his lips and turned his gaze.

The crows are silent and the sparrows are quiet, unheard of.She was so flustered that she wanted to break through the window and fly away, but fortunately there was no window lattice to find here.Those professional hands were covering her. They were still calm and skillful. The congested and cloudy wound in the patient's left orbital bone was left open. They opened the complete eyelid and moved above the eye socket with hemostats and needles.It is hard to imagine that without local anesthesia, her patient could still be like a dead man, and thank her with his mouth.

Cold sentences, no joy or sorrow.

——Same as back then.This was the first sentence this man said to her, whether he could remember it or not.

Liu's right eye was very clear.Kimura didn't have time to shake his head, and promised: "This is within my duty, and there is no need to thank you so solemnly." The equipment was cold and rattled.Stream is silent.

Their secret drug experiment is temporarily suspended at "Seven". Because the patient's mental state is unstable, Kimura is worried about the impact of drug conflicts, so he must observe it carefully.Of course, it also has something to do with the day-by-day coming of the first king.

To be honest, Kimura really couldn't figure out the strange atmosphere of the two adults.Many times it seems that Master Bishui is torturing Lord Izuna with words, but in fact Master Bishui is more like torturing himself.Since he began to accept the food that the other party brought every day, he only vomited once in front of the other party.Afterwards, several times, I waited until the family had left before rummaging out the food. Afterwards, I told her not to talk too much.From the doctor's point of view, the patient's cranial nerves are damaged, and vomiting is normal. She naturally wants to stop Master Izuna's behavior, but Master Bishui is willing to be her experimental subject, so she is not good at disobeying his wishes.

That kind of very gentle and unquestionable tone.It seemed that no matter whether it was her or the first king who had just left, they could only humiliate him when facing this person.

Regardless of his entanglement with Mrs. Izuna, just looking at getting along with her, he has indeed become more vivid than before, and he will ask ordinary and mundane questions from time to time.That little head is not used for thinking about these things, is it?Confusion and innocence, ding ding dong dong between his brows and expressions, stopped in summer.

How could she answer many questions? She wanted to have an in-depth discussion on scientific research with Mr. Bishui, but he never gave her another chance.Fortunately, he is still willing to listen to people reading, except for the collection of fairy tales that do not match his age, he is also willing to listen to her reports on the principles of medicine and neuropathology, but at this time, she is mostly in an ideal state and reading enthusiastically, and he does not care. saravaka.But since she has a listener, she is satisfied, and she knows that Master Bi Shui will listen to all the dry and boring terms.She won't talk too much about other things that she shouldn't be involved in.

Ten minutes later, Kimura adjusted the infusion rate and decided to leave quietly.She didn't want to disturb the patient's rest.She was skeptical that her mood swings, which alternated between high and low, meant unexplained synaptic damage was worsening.She wanted him to get well, because he was unstable and she couldn't continue her research.

"Yukari," Liu suddenly called out to the person who was about to leave, with a soft voice, he had just been tortured with the Silver King, no matter how much strength he had, he would exhaust himself, "I haven't seen you before."

Kimura was stunned from the back, and stood still.She let go of her ten fingers holding the cart, turned around, and put her right hand into the white coat.

"You have a very nice voice." Liu stared at the ceiling, and praised the woman on the other end, "I want to chat, but it's too quiet here, you stay with me. Also, take off your disguise."

"My lord?" Kimura was puzzled, but he went straight to the bed and stood there as before.At this time, Master Bishui is an undefended child, like the terminally ill angels in the children's ward of every hospital, she cannot refuse him. "My lord, has anyone said that your tone of praise is very mechanical." She changed the subject and tucked up the quilt, "Professional ethics, I can't take off the mask, but I can chat with you until you are satisfied .What do you want to talk about?"

Trapped in the bed, shivering with the pain in his body, "hometown and life." The bird's song slowed down, and he followed the other person's words, without making any more requests, "let me say first, I was born in Kanagawa, the fifth kingship, my The sword of Damocles is the pendulum of the times, and I am the changer. Awakened at the age of nine, experienced the Kagutsu incident at the age of 11, challenged the supreme kingship at the age of 16, failed the revolution at the age of 25 and four months, and died for life. It's your turn. "

Kimura was confused for a while. "Speak." Liu urged, with an extremely serious expression.Kimura burst out laughing, hesitated to speak, felt a little bit reluctant, and pressed the ballpoint pen involuntarily.Liu said: "Don't press it, noisy. You were recruited into Scepter4 for fame and fortune?"

It was obvious that the patient's mood was restless again, and she really should have comforted her, so she replied docilely: "That's right. I'm not afraid of your jokes. My family is also a well-known medical family in the local area. I was going to apply for Tokyo Medicine when I was in school. I failed the college entrance examination and went to a local university. After graduation, I entered a small hospital in the county to work. One year, Scepter4 recruited backup medical staff, and I was recommended by the dean. I thought that life could advance by leaps and bounds, and I could see a bigger world, so I went to Tokyo to participate in the assessment. I was lucky. Accepted." She chose to say something, and deliberately kept silent about her ideal, "That's it. It can't be compared with your life."

Liu feels tired, not because of his life, but because someone deliberately fooled him. "I didn't go to school," he said quietly, "it doesn't matter. Tell me about your hometown."

"Hmm..." Kimura slowed down, knowing that he had escaped, "My hometown is in Aomori County."

"The northernmost part of Honshu Island." Liu thought, "It's very cold."

"Yes."

"I haven't been there." Liu looked at her, pursed his lips, "Tell me in detail."

"Mountains, mist," said Kimura, paying attention to the bright blue eyes, which made her feel like she was telling a fairy tale. The milk skin is still white."

The glaciers glow in a continuous line, flowing slowly and flowing through the heavy snow.On Hakkoda Mountain in the south of the village, from November to February of the next year, the old snow forms a natural corridor. At the coldest time, the snow on both sides of the road can be more than ten meters high, and the top of the mountain is covered with rime.Rime is the ice hanging on the treetops, like coating the trees with silver powder, but unfortunately it is hard to see.The most famous one is Rusui - the big waterfall in the hinterland of Hakkoda - it is completely frozen in winter, we will divination according to the shape of the frozen icicles, and the divination about men and women can be accurate, the more isolated the mountain village is, the more it will be marriage.Because of the extremely cold weather, people in our area love to drink, and they drink eight bowls of such a big bowl when they get married.

Liu was puzzled, looking at the gesture in the opponent's hand.He collected himself and thought inexplicably, it's all right, Zi can drink very well.

"Unfortunately, I have no chance to go after all. It dragged you down."

Kimura couldn't bear what he said, and comforted him against his will: "My lord, there is no certainty in the world, Mr. Izuo loves you so much, and the days are still long." She tried to say, "It's just that you love him so much. Set your breath..." Liu didn't speak, he became happy and hummed a tune.

Regarding Master Bishui's capricious emotions, Kimura had no choice but to persuade him very carefully: "He is really good to you." After saying that, he regretted it and was willing to let him be swallowed by silence.

Liu didn't express his opinion, and finally asked: "Yukari, do you have someone who would rather swallow a needle than meet?"

Orange trees bloom in early summer, the first month of the second season.Three and five lamps, clustered around the branches, white, small and exquisite.No aroma.

Half a green cloud is pressed across the glass, and the thick green leaves are heavier than the flowers.The calyx is pink and yellow, forming a circle, like a thread tied to the apex of the heart.The wind blows, and the branches fall, stretching the tree so that it hurts a little.

Several gaps opened in the sky, and the unfrozen waves of sunlight spread across the sea.Weeds and rotting leaves piled up in the corner of the garden, piled up at the foot of the old rusty iron ladder, looking like a cloud of dust.The birds that had migrated back the day before were chirping and chirping.Sukuna swings on the swing, his eyes always seem to be hidden in the sea.

The swing can't stop.Liu carried him up early, but he had to swing by himself.

So he had no choice but to imitate the flow everywhere, trying in vain to get a glimpse into the reality of thinking, and let the soul fragments penetrate into the flesh.Something was hitting his chest hard, and his heart was obviously in a mess, and he had to forcefully put a lid on to prevent the porridge from overflowing.He is just a child who is only fourteen years old, not every doll can be like Bishuiliu back then.

But he will try his best.

Zi stood in front of the rotten wooden cabinet, split the puppet into six sections, and then wiped the knife