Shirase, the leader of the Yokohama Supernatural Group

Hearing the sound, the takeaway man who had been exposed by me took off his peaked cap neatly, showing me his beauty in all aspects without any blind spots.

The one who caught me off guard was Zhongye Zaizai.

"Chuya." I recalled Zhongye's name with a complicated expression.

The opponent's footsteps stopped at a short distance from me, and he shifted his gaze from my wound to my face.

Chuya's lips parted slightly, and the loss and frustration that were about to overflow were evident in his eyes.He simply replied, "Shirase."

My temporary job-hopping plan disrupted all my original rhythms, so that even my feelings for Zhongye became in a state of nowhere to start.

Compared to when I was ready to accept the other party's determination to hate me, I can't bear his grievance and loss now.

Chuya recovered his composure and rushed towards me, looking at it carefully and intently, trying to feel my scar directly through the bandage, his eyes were full of cautious emotions, as if he would hurt me if he focused on it.

"It hurts so much, and I haven't received anesthesia yet." Chuya murmured.

I'm afraid Dazai didn't tell Chuya.A definite idea has arisen in my mind.

"Shirase hurts so much."

"Shirose, who stayed by my... [sheep]'s side before, won't be so seriously injured."

Zhongye's tone became more and more depressed, and his eyes, which were as bright as lamps, became dim like falling stars.

"I spent days thinking about it."

"Although I still can't figure out why Shirase can easily abandon me... [sheep], is it because we...have become your stumbling block?"

Zhong also softly blurted out all the grievances in his heart.

The answer is simple and cruel.

I, who was always silent during the listening process, gave the answer that the other party didn't want to hear, "People go to high places, and water flows to low places."

[Sheep] has been unable to fulfill my ambition.

It is like a bottomless pit, the people in it are bustling for profit, and some of them are sincere.

I don't have much interest in changing their minds.If I have enough kindness, maybe I can't bear to give it up.

Too bad I didn't.

Everything can be thrown away, even feelings.

This is what my mother taught me, and I understood it the moment I became an outcast.

"Is it because of my illness?" I tried to find various reasons for it, although they all obviously failed.

Until my mother came to see me in the ward with her high belly, I completely understood at that moment.

All feelings can always be abandoned in the face of rights.I hate this kind of behavior, but it is inevitable that I have become a copy of her.

People are just so funny.While loathing the other party, he lived as the person he hated the most.

She said that the arrival of her younger brother Xiaolang was an accident, which made me believe her.

And let me accept the treatment of Dr. Hannibal well.

Even the reason for perfunctory me is becoming more and more vague, it is better to tell me directly that it is because I am sick.Besides, that doctor... thanks to him, I think my little friend and I are getting sicker.

Facing the sight of me resting on her belly, my mother covered it uneasily, so as to cover her ears and gain a sense of security.I couldn't help comforting her with a smile, "Don't worry, I haven't vented my anger on innocent people yet."

The expression on my mother's face became panicked, and she tried to hold me by the hand to explain something.

Yet I don't want to hear it.They're all blatant lies.I gently lifted her hand away from mine.

All feelings disappear, even the strongest.

Thank you Mrs. Lee for teaching me.

In the face of interests, all obstacles have to give way.

I unconsciously fell into the memory and couldn't extricate myself, so that when Chuya stopped, his complex emotions such as resentment, discouragement, and confusion had already dissipated when I didn't respond and was in a daze.

"What's wrong with you... Shirase?" Nakaya keenly sensed something wrong with me, and held my arm nervously.

For a moment, I overlapped Chuya with my mother at that time.

The roles of perpetrator and victim are reversed.

I lowered my head unnaturally to cover up, avoiding Chuuya's gaze, and just responded, "It's nothing."

"Did I say too much?" To my surprise, Zhongye Zaizai was so well-behaved that he began to reflect on himself.

He was right...it was only me who was wrong.

Zhong didn't understand either, because he was just a child.

I'm past the age of a child, and it's natural for me to know what I should know and what I shouldn't know.

"No." I denied Chuya's statement, pulled my arm out of Chuya's hand, and turned around to touch his head.I unconsciously sighed in my heart.

While I was silent, and Chuya was quietly accepting my caresses from my old father, Dazai, a mime performer as quiet as a chicken, started making noises.

Dazai jumped up straight from the sofa, rushed towards me and Chuya, separated us, and changed to stand in the middle of the cross-in station.

Zhong couldn't help frowning, his fists ready to move.Zhong Ye asked impatiently before slaughtering, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Nakaya didn't seem to be at all surprised by Dazai's presence here.

From the looks of it, this guy Dazai just doesn't clean up.On the surface, he showed that he fell in love with me at first sight, good guy, do you even want to get involved with my middle son behind the scenes?

Underplay.

I unilaterally declared Dazai's next fate.

The Dazai on this side is still in a state of dementia. He opened his hands, stretched out his hands with the same long arms as the long-armed monkey, and embraced Chuya and me around the shoulders.

pain.

It's just icing on the cake, he doesn't know how to make it worse, Dazai is the strongest.

My painful expression attracted Chuuya's attention, he hurriedly threw Dazai away over his shoulder, and ran to my side, trying to give me Huhu therapy.

"..." I watched Zhongya use Huhu therapy on me in silence, and listened to the latter calming me solemnly, "The pain flies away."

A heart attack.

In the past, I used it to coax Zhongye at first, but I didn't expect that it will return to me in a different role now.

Wait?The sense of pride in the old father's style rising in my heart could not be suppressed.

While I am very relieved, it is inevitable that I will remember what I did at the beginning.

After the silly boy Zhong Ye couldn't get angry, he hurriedly beat him up, but the other party complained crying, accusing Zhong Ye of atrocities against him with a pitiful look on his face.

With a professional smile on my face, I casually responded with a few gentle words of comfort, sending people away perfectly, and turned to look at the stubborn Zhongya who never admitted his mistake.

"I'm not wrong." Chuya's tone was not as tough as before, and he softened a little.

Chuya moved his head awkwardly to avoid my eyes, sticking to his principles and never repenting.

I thought about my wording, how to be gentle and not hurt Zhongye's mind. "A moment of violence cannot produce miracles."

"Unless he loses his ability to speak again." I laughed pointedly and frantically.

I suppressed my smile slightly, and continued, "Either it is to frighten him, make him surrender to you from the inside out, and dare not talk nonsense."

In fact, it’s still possible to be shady, to hit people in the most inconspicuous places, to ruthlessly destroy flowers, but considering Zhongye’s character, this article is obviously invalidated by me.

Chuuya widened his eyes slightly, and nodded with a vague understanding.His clenched fist was slightly loosened.I inadvertently glanced over and stopped at the red scratch on the palm of Chuya.

The latter completely let go of his palm in self-defeating, and muttered the truth out of embarrassment and embarrassment, "The other party's words don't count. He clearly agreed to admit defeat, but in the end he secretly picked me up with stones."

Zhongye, who was so angry that his hair was deformed, was inexplicably like a lion cub fighting, but when he went back, he went back to ask the elders to point fingers and gestures, how the other party picked him up.

Eccentrically, I grabbed the sullen Chuya, and let the latter obediently hand over his injured hand to me for inspection.Naka also didn't know why, but obediently handed the claw to me with full trust.

Chuya watched my next move awkwardly.

I saw that I was blowing gently, and after I carefully thought about blowing, would it be more painful, but after I tried it on Bai Lan, the effect was unexpectedly good.

Zhong Ye's originally listless eyes brightened up several degrees in an instant.

Sure enough, the effect is very good. If Bai Lan knows about it, she must be ecstatic for me, after all, I have learned to infer other things from one instance.

As expected of me.

"Blow on the wound, and all the pain will fly away."

I personally tested the above sentence when Bailan had a toothache, and the victim (crossed out) user Bailan felt that it worked.

When I came back to my senses, I ran into Chuya who was trying his best to blow away the pain. He was a little clumsy and cute.

My eyes unconsciously deepened with the Zhongye Zai Zai filter.

The latter stopped moving, tilted his head slightly, and asked me expectantly, "Will it not hurt so much?"

I nodded without hesitation, "Zhongye is awesome."

Zhong also embarrassedly pretended that nothing had happened, and secretly hid his own tail that was about to go up to the sky.