The Ten Thousand Possibilities of Killing Yukimura-kun

In front of my eyes was pure white polluted by black.

White is the color that will never deceive her, will not be ridiculously seen as gray or black, it is white, and she sees white, and other book friends are reading:.When a person dies, he will be buried in the black soil, but the living person will decorate the world he once lived in with white.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the funeral night began.

People from Kiyoura's family and friends of Kiyoura Nobunaga began to come in and out, one after another in black suits came before them and then left.Friends from the business world, distant relatives, and friends all came. Although it was a funeral, it was as lively as a wedding, but no matter how many people there were, it was silent.

She lowered her eyes and mechanically smoked incense.

There are so many people coming and going, offering incense and softly comforting the family members of the deceased.So how many of these words are true, and how many people are laughing in their hearts?

When a person dies, he can no longer see anything. Those tears and crying are just for the living to see.

The last trace of heat at the end of summer also climbed to a place far away from the human world along with the curling smoke. Tetsuko raised his head and followed the traces of it drifting by with his eyes.

After the farewell ceremony on the second day, Tetsuko was sent back to the hospital.Neither Kiyoura Taki nor Kiyoura Osamu had time to pay attention to her, and the two of them were having a headache these days because of the shareholding issue.

Butler Heisen stood in front of Tetsuko and bowed. He had been working with Kiyoura Nobunaga since he was a boy, but now he was the only one.

The girl looked out the window indifferently, and did not speak.

"Miss Tetsuko, the master was very relieved when he left."

His little Chezi was by his side, she was smiling at him, there was a beautiful sunset and warm wind.

"Uncle Haisen." Chezi said softly, "You said, since everyone is going to die, why do they still live?"

"Because living is a human instinct. No matter how difficult it is, no matter how unsatisfactory life is, you will still work hard to live."

Tetsuko closed her eyes and lay on the bed with her back to Butler Heisen.

"The day before the master passed away, he secretly handed over [-]% of the shares of Qingpu Consortium to me, and told me to transfer these shares to your name at an appropriate time in the future." Butler Haisen's voice came from the room. echo.

"No matter what, miss, you still have to take care of your health. The master has always cared about you. When there was a typhoon in Kanagawa, he kept talking about whether to take you back to Tokyo, but he was afraid that you would feel bored if you stayed at home."

Heisen spoke slowly.

"Chezi is a young man after all, it must be boring to stay with an old man like me?" The old man sat on a chair and looked out of the window, laughing and saying this, although she had never heard it, but she could almost imagine it that kind of scene.

That was her—the warmth that she had no time to touch.

"Actually, I also learned about it the day before yesterday. The master suddenly remembered that the real Miss Tetsuko was dead. He stayed alone in the study for a long time that day, but he didn't mean to be angry. Instead, he kept saying thank you for your hard work."

He remembered and knew that she was not the real Kiyoura Tetsuko.

I can't tell if I'm disappointed or feel ridiculous.How is grandpa feeling?In the days when he was about to die, he remembered those unsatisfactory truths, and found that he was only living in an illusory bubble. Would he feel that this world is very annoying?

with...

Will you hate her?

"Thinking about it now, in fact, the master just wants someone to accompany you. Over the years, you have worked very hard, and you have been working hard to be a good granddaughter."

Tetsuko bit her lower lip, "Uncle Haisen... grandpa, is he happy all these years?"

"Actually, the master is probably the happiest person in the entire Qingpu family these past few years." Butler Haisen's voice gradually lowered, "There is no need to fight for anything, and there is no need to worry about what others will take away. People who have nothing before become nothing again. , might not be a good thing."

The one who has nothing is actually her.

No one likes the real her, and no one sees the real her.She locked her true self in a decayed box and never opened it, and decorated the mask with bright and beautiful crystal gems, but no one knew the ugly face under the mask.

"And he also has something to tell you."

"Although it's just an illusion, it's also an illusion of warmth, thank you."

Tetsuko opened her eyes suddenly, and the inexplicable sourness almost overwhelmed her, but she couldn't shed tears.There was severe pain on the index finger that was placed in the mouth, and the body shook uncontrollably, but there was still no way to cry.

You can cry easily when you don't want to cry, but you forget how to cry when you are really sad.

The nurse was called away by Housekeeper Heisen, leaving her lying alone on the hospital bed, with gray curtains, white walls, and black her.

It was another person. After losing their value, the father and mother became passers-by with indifferent expressions. She was the only one. From the beginning to the end, there was only one person groping in the dark, stumbling forward.

"boom!"

The glass was hit by something and made a sound. Tetsuko's gaze quickly moved to the window, and he lifted the quilt and got up to look.

I opened the window and looked. There was a garden downstairs in the hospital, but at this time there was no one there, only a few children playing in the distance. Chezi, who was about to walk back, was startled and froze.

A balloon floated up slowly, and she subconsciously caught it, and wrote words on it with a marker.

It is so familiar, the handwriting that she has secretly copied countless times.At this moment, he wrote words of concern for himself in his handwriting and came to him, but he couldn't laugh for some reason.

"Grandpa is watching you in the sky, don't let him worry."

Let go of the balloon in your hand and catch the second balloon that floats up.

"If you are sad, just scold me. Idiot, idiot, anything is fine."

The second balloon also wobbled away from her hand, and Tetsuko watched it rise, and finally slowly moved away, heading for the distant blue sky.

"I will always stay with you."

……

"The sky is freedom and happiness, he is in the sky."

More and more balloons began to lift into the sky, and the children in the distance were also exclaiming, the sky was occupied by balloons, and they infected the world with their unique beauty.If the sky represents freedom and happiness, then leave and go to a place she cannot reach.

Slowly letting go, the balloon in his hand also began to rise, and finally slowly touched the gray sky, turning into a black dot and disappearing from sight.

"Thank you."

She spoke softly, and even she herself didn't know who she was talking to.

There were three teenagers squatting downstairs, Yukimura holding a balloon to write, while Sanada and Liu on one side were in charge of blowing up the balloon, and the Big Three of Lihai were dispatched today.

Liu silently tied the balloon. "Although it's impolite to complain like this on a day like this, Yukimura is a good brother in Japan." In order to comfort Kiyoura-san, he dragged his brother to work as a coolie unceremoniously.

After learning of Kiyoura Nobunaga's death, both Yukimura and Liu decided to come to comfort Tetsuko, but they were worried that she would not meet anyone, so Liu formulated this comfort plan based on "All Possibilities of Capturing a Girl's Heart". Other book friends are reading:.

Sanada, who had no idea what was going on, insisted on following Yukimura's footsteps, so he was also brought in to do hard labor - no one would refuse free labor.

"Yukimura, how many balloons do you want!" Sanada, who was finally protesting with a pump, couldn't help but ask, but Yukimura patted him softly.

Yukimura raised his hand and touched Sanada's head, just like he used to touch Tetsuko, but the touch of Sanada's hair was indeed not as comfortable as a girl's.He looked up at the upstairs window and said to himself: "I don't know if she's in a better mood."

Even if there is no face-to-face hug or comfort, I still want to give her enough warmth to support.

"Qing Pu-san must be in a low mood these days, won't you come to watch the game?"

"The important thing is her body and mood. I can call her whenever she wants to watch the game." Yukimura lowered his head and carefully wrote the last line.

"Cryonmy shoulder."

Let go, and bring his heart and company to her side.

When leaving, Liu accidentally talked about Jun Huayuan. He heard that she was going through the formalities of suspending school, and she didn't know where she would transfer to another school.

A lot seems to have happened this summer.

The person who was thought to be just an insignificant person in life suddenly became an inseparable part of the body, and even when he breathed, he would think of her smell.

When the tram passed by the coastal road, the boy cast his eyes on the blue ocean. The distant wind squeezed in from the window and hit his face. The boundary between the transparent blue of the sky and the clear blue of the sea level was gradually melted by the air. Only those few flowers Wisp-thin clouds testify to the existence of the sky.

When she is in a bad mood, she can look at the boundless clear sky and blue sea, so what can she look at?Her world has neither blue sky nor sea.

The inexplicable depression in his heart welled up in his mind little by little, he sighed, and lowered his head to caress the thing that hadn't been delivered yet.

It was a white porcelain ring, small and delicate.It has a pattern of several snowflakes and her initials.

kt

Mingming might really have the word tacit understanding, even the two of them didn't know it.

Tetsuko pressed the black pottery ring to her chest, and the white balloon tied beside the bed was shaken by the wind. The empty ward was filled with lonely white, she closed her eyes and remained silent.

On the front page of the newspaper by the bedside was the news of Kiyoura Nobunaga's death. On the picture were the photos of the old man and a group of relatives and friends in black suits at the farewell party. It was really lonely, even the only remaining evidence after death was so lonely.

The gossip page is about Young Master Sifang's homosexual photos, and the sports page also has various reports about Kazama Xianya. I heard that Xianya's brother is afraid to even leave the house now.She was lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed, humming an unknown tune, and her voice was dull when she curled her index finger on the newspaper on the table.

It's almost over, it's almost over.

Just let him... that's it.

The author has something to say: Thank you Wan Shou and Yu Aijiang for the grenade, thank you Mo Ran for your long comment, let me throw myself down! !

Happy birthday Ah Zong~Although it is a day late. .

In addition, today is 1111. Happy Holidays everyone~ Can 23333 be my holiday? ?

ps: It took three days for Calvin to finally come out. Sure enough, I don’t want to write a completely emotionless Tetsuko for the time being. .