Bird: K of Green

I have proposed that I will satisfy Liu's wishes and requirements in various principles, so it is understandable that Liu wants to eat something from him, and it also proves that Liu has a living head here, and he is responsible for satisfying Liu's wishes.

"And my flowers, those flowers are purple, can I really see them?" Liu bit his lips, his ribs hurt like needles when he said these words, which made him almost unable to tell whether he was real or imaginary, "Adolf, I miss Zi very much, and that's why I don't think love is a good thing. You know I hate Yatogami Kuro because of Zi. People are not that great, and I am not that great."

He did eat harder these few times, and he also began to actively cooperate with Kimura's treatment with a positive will.However, the man is still very thin, his cheeks are not as round as before, his lips are pale, and the thin gown covers the wingtips of the butterfly bones and the tail tip of the front collarbone.No matter how guarded Xiaobai is against him, seeing him like this is still more distressing than grudge.But Xiaobai didn't know what to say here.

"You didn't see the battle between Zi and Yatogami Gourou," Liu Fuyu seemed to recall the past events witnessed by Kotosaka, "Will Yatogami Gourou mention it to you?——Zi could have killed kill him." The Silver King trembled, and Liu continued, "I would be happy if Zi killed him, but Zi didn't. I think deep down in Zi's heart, he loves his little brother very much. And with a bit of elder brother supporting younger brother. So I lost an eyeball."

At certain moments Liu is so blunt and sharp that there is no mellowness, and some expressions of meaning will even disgust the listener. Fortunately, Xiaobai dared to tolerate him.Right now, Xiaobai just couldn't come up with a better explanation, so he had to say: "Liu, listen to me, two things. Love is complicated. It is not a single species, and there is no precise definition. It is different perceptions. Self-projection at different stages of different people, that is to say, there is not only one kind of love in the world, nor is it that a person can only love one person with a specific kind of love in his life; however, in every love relationship, the For both parties, they are unique to each other. Therefore, Lord Yushao may love Heizhu, and Lord Yushao can also love Heizhu, and this does not conflict with his love for you."

Liu was stunned, looking at the black of the ceiling with the blue of his right eye, looking at a distant and mysterious place.The Silver King's words were so different from what he knew and thought before, he was going to suffer, because there was something else in his soul since then.But these are things that he hopes to catch clearly in prison, or even realize clearly. He said that in the future, he also wants to cultivate some peace, joy, and kind and sincere emotions for others. Behind the tomb are all gifts he wants to give to Zi.

"The flowers you asked for, Mr. Munakata has thought of a way, and they should arrive in a few days." Xiaobai finally said.

Kotosaka sneezed for the second time this year, the first being half a minute ago.The sound of rain covered everything.

It happened to be a cool night in the rain, the connecting bridge was soaked, and the cable columns were crumbling and white under the moonlight.The shadows of the lamps dance quietly, like beans, flickering on and off, very faintly, making the surrounding area of ​​the bridge look even darker, and it is almost impossible to see anything in the depth.Academy Island is like half a piece of toffee floating in bitter coffee, and the forests and ridges are pale.The world is caught in the sound of fairy tales, the sky hangs high above the head, there is no cloud cover, the vast universe is like a chess game, and everything is invisible.

The sea island is silent, only the rain is pattering, and the light rail train under the bridge rumbles.The shadows of people are reflected hugely at night.Someone stretched out two hands to gesture in front of the lighthouse, projected on the bridge pillar, the shadow of the hand is wings opening and closing.

A red umbrella was moving on the road, suddenly the eaves of the umbrella spun half a circle in the rain, flying a water curtain that was not too big or not small.Inside the water curtain, Gou Lang turned and looked forward, the umbrella tilted, and the moisture seeped into his body without waiting.

Nothingness, nothing.

Except for the dim moon, the bridge road and the lamp post, as far as he could see, there was no one alone.So he hugged the paper bag tightly, squeezed the umbrella pole, and walked towards the island at a more rapid pace, passing through the electronic pass, passing through the flowers, plants and trees, and walking wetly towards the place he and Xiaobai agreed upon.

Witnessing Gou Lang's long journey, the bridge cable bounced back with a loud clang.

Liu's right eye was also empty.

It seems that he does not exist in this world, it is just an illusion created by the gap between time and time, and the overall sense of existence is still extremely fragile and shallow.But just relying on a ball of soft top and responding to the world with silence, it makes people feel that no one can hurt him.

Yes, no one can hurt him.

Kimura saw it right, but he was dazed and lost in a daze.Behind the woman, five gentians with split membranes sleep in flower buds in a glass box, and an umbrella stands next to the glass box. "Wake up." Liu glanced at her, then turned to smile at the Silver King—at least it seemed so. "Well," Kimura concluded, "I...I'll move a stool for Lord Izuna." Having said that, he didn't intend to come back before the Silver King left.

Xiaobai just arrived, with a rush of moisture, a glass box of flowers, and a paper bag in his hand.As soon as he arrived, there was too much cold and damp all over his body, he coughed twice, and stared at him indifferently, which made him dare not go forward easily, and even if he walked away. "Ancestor, I brought the flowers, and I bought the food you asked for from a long distance. Water steamed buns, chestnuts, fresh shellfish, grass cakes, what will be next time?" Xiaobai moved a little after Mucun left. After two steps, he reached the side of the bed.

"Thank you, Mr. First King Power personally bought things for me." Liu said.

Xiaobai smiled, "No, no, no, I'm lazy, I'm going to go to the black helper." The implication is that I will give you whatever you want these days, but you must know that I will always Carved to stay on Academy Island to keep an eye on you, and you definitely can't be sent away from the island, "Heizhu went in the rain, you said you want to eat that day, so we naturally dare not neglect." Added another sentence that seemed to slow down the flow Disgusting words for black assistants.

Liu Lioran said, "Please move, you are blocking my flowers." Seeing that smile flashing a trace of loneliness unprepared, he said, "Come on the bed, get closer, and feed me."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Baixin really sat down happily, took out the damp rice cakes in the bag, opened the package and passed it, and said worryingly: "Today, this one is okay, let's eat more while Miss Kimura is away."

"I'm not that fragile." Liu took a small bite, and Chi Chi Chi Chi began to chew.

Dibing is very sweet and soft, but Liu's mind is not on it.

During this period of time, he asked the King of Silver what he wanted to eat without a fixed frequency, and the King of Silver would bring such things after nearly 24 hours, and the visit time was 10 to [-] hours earlier than usual. Six [-] minutes.Liu thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow, I will eat the octopus balls on the second basement floor of Sunshine City in Ikebukuro."——You Lao Ya Dao Shen Gou Lang.

32

It rained in the middle of the night on Academy Island.The rain is delicate and mixed, as if separating the past from the past, the shadows are overlapping, the red umbrella is leaning on the side, without any concealment, most of the dust that has been sealed and settled in the impression, together with a layer of floating ash, has been washed away.It rains in the middle of the night, the moonlight is like water, transparent and clear, but the sky is faintly silted up with dim clouds, laying out strange patterns in the ink-colored dome space, and the sea of ​​lights are all in vain.

The sky is like a dome, the land is like a chess game, and the world is divided into black and white, fighting for honor and disgrace.In such a poor world, Xueyuan Island has suddenly become a natural island, and the plants on the island are mostly hybrids, which are lush and lush.It is a wonderful thing to live by natural selection and live with the situation.

The red umbrellas were folded, four rows of wet footprints were laid on the bluestone slabs, one high and one low shoulders, collaged into a reflection in the puddle.Swishling, the fragrant leaves in the forest rustled down, Xiaobai's heart suddenly shrank and ached, he squatted down suddenly like a playful child, leaving a silent back to the void, as if facing the abyss , walking on thin ice, indifferent and desperate.

"What's the matter?" Gou Lang asked eagerly, bending over and clasping his left shoulder.

Xiaobai touched the tip of the moist green grass, and his fingertips were wet and cool.He pinched his ribs, stained the moon-white cloth with wet wash, and then slowly raised his head, seeing the black assistant who picked him up, his eyes were full of worry.Thinking of Heizhu, he returned to his bright and soft demeanor, but the palms of his hands were still dripping with sweat, which clearly reminded him of what he was afraid of.

"It's okay," Xiaobai grabbed his lover's hand, "I'm going home."

In Goulang's memory, there is a splendid flower and a person standing under the flower tree.Root crowns fell through the wall, and the wheat field in the village was golden. The man picked it up and said he was home, with clear lines and a bright smile.The impressions in my mind are rapidly spreading and overlapping, and even after more than ten years of separation, there is still a dazzling halo.Heizhu couldn't help but climbed onto Xiaobai's arm and hooked him tightly.

I really don't know who needs who more, after all they need each other firmly.

Xiao Bai's heart constricted after being hooked.Looking at his life span of more than ninety years, it seems that the peace that finally ushered in cannot tolerate anything to destroy it.The changes made the authorities flustered, and the foregone conclusion caused by the steadfastness was broken from the inside out, which is especially frightening.What's more, it's still a temporary foregone conclusion.

When he got home, Gou Lang went to the kitchen alone, the pots and pans were not clanging, they were clanging.After taking a bath, Xiaobai changed into pajamas, and saw the cat lying on the bed dreaming sweetly, so he pampered her hair, knowing that the flow hurt her, and then sat down at the low table, with dry eye sockets.In less than half a minute, Gou Lang put on the table a hot bowl of buckwheat noodles cooked for Xiaobai for supper, and then went back to the kitchen to clean up.Regardless of eating, Xiaobai picked up a pen and poked at the stack of drafts next to the black book. It was covered with red circles. together.He maintained a fixed and stiff posture until he finally felt his black assistant return.