I live longer than the incomparable

Before Tong Mo could fully say what he wanted to say, Babai Bikuni covered his mouth with his hand.

Commitment is a precious thing.Eight hundred bhikkhunis have always thought so.

And things like making promises to others should be treated with seriousness no matter what.

So when Tong Mo told her the promise of "I will only say it once", she realized that she couldn't respond to his promise at all.

Tong Mo has been a very special child since he was a child, and Babai Khuni even once felt envious of him—even if that envy was fleeting.

Not being able to feel emotion means that not only not being able to feel happiness, but also sadness and loneliness will be ignored together.

But later, the eight hundred bhikkhunis discovered that for this child, feeling nothing is the greatest emptiness and sorrow.

Rather than saying that he lives to fulfill what he thinks is his promise [to the eight hundred monks], it is better to say that he is actually just trying to make himself look less different.

Even Tong Mo knows that people who are different will never be able to integrate into this world.

So even an existence like him is still looking for a way to keep himself from being excluded from the world.

In fact, if he just said these words with a carefree smile like a joke as usual, Eight Hundred Bhikkuni can still think that he is just joking, and she herself doesn't have to care too much.

— But this time it’s different.

Looking into Tong Mo's eyes, she already understood how unusual he was at the moment.

Tong Mo's expression at this time...was too calm.

So calm that he couldn't see anything, only the empty but beautiful surface remained.This expression is not like the current Tong Mo, but looks like the childish and ignorant appearance earlier, when he was still a human being.

I can't feel or understand everything in the outside world, and I can only look at the person I think is the most trustworthy and able to help him, trying to get something from him.

While he made a [promise], he was also eager to get a response from the other party.

And the only object of Tong Mo's longing and hope is the Eight Hundred Bhikkhunis.

The silence between them lasted for a long time, until the sun had risen, but the eight hundred bhikkhuni still did not speak.

And Tong Mo didn't have any intention of leaving.

It was clear that there was no expression on his face, nor any feeling in his heart, but Babai Kuni felt for no reason that Tong Mo at this time gave her a much heavier feeling than any other time.

【If he doesn't do something, maybe he will let himself disappear into the sun. 】

For some reason, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni suddenly had such an idea.

So at the moment when she heard those small sounds, as if something was being burned, she pressed Tong Mo's shoulder blades with her palm.While the other party's eyes were wide open, he pushed his body down and rolled him into the Japanese room behind him.

After such a move, the position between the two has completely changed.The eight hundred bhikkhuni who was originally pressed under him pulled out his arm from under him at this moment, propped his palm on the wooden floor, and stared expressionlessly at Tong Mo lying under her.

She smelled a slightly burnt smell, which quietly penetrated into her nostrils.

The young man lying under her showed a smile that looked like a god or a child, and his eyes that were as transparent and pure as iridescent glass curved up: "Are you worried about me?"

It was clear that he was the one who almost disappeared, but the expression he showed and the words he said seemed to be comforting Bhikkhuni.

"If you hug Babai and disappear into the sun, it can actually be regarded as entering into Babai's body, and you will be with Babai forever, right?" He smiled carefreely: "Just like those people before Just like believers are living in my body, I will live in Eight Hundred's body forever, and together with Eight Hundred, I will obtain eternal..."

"No." Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni said softly.

She exposed Tong Mo mercilessly, and her words were calm, but the content was almost cruel: "Whether it is human or other creatures, after death, there is nothing left."

"There has never been a saying that one person will live in another person's body. Everything is just a beautiful fantasy created by human beings."

Yabaichuni knows this better than anyone else. Even though she has been active in various shrines as a priestess for many years, and she can even be called a "miracle", she herself does not believe in any gods at all.

If the gods really existed, and if she was really favored by the gods, how could the gods not hear her prayers?

Just like Tong Mo is watching the eight hundred bhikkhunis all the time.A long, long time ago, the Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni also let only one figure remain in his line of sight.

[But she couldn't keep anything, and she couldn't keep anyone. 】

Tong Mo didn't know what she was thinking at this moment, he only knew that Babai must be very sad at this moment.But this kind of sadness is not the pain caused by poverty or suffering like those believers, but a kind of pure, clean, desireless peace.

"Eight hundred," Tong Mo raised his hand to touch her cheek, even though there were no tears falling on it.

He suddenly said, "You said that before."

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni was slightly taken aback, quietly waiting for him to continue speaking.

"There are neither gods nor Buddhas in this world." Tong Mo still smiled without any haze.

He said: "But just as people need gods and Buddhas, I also need eight hundred just like them."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni became more and more silent.

Fortunately, Tong Mo returned to his previous appearance at this time, holding his face and laughing lively, and rubbing against the head of Babai Bikuni, saying that Babai is so cute, I accidentally said a lot Talk, say everything that was supposed to be saved until the next meeting.

"In this case, it will take a long time to figure out what to talk about with Yabai next time we meet~"

Tong Mo said words that seemed to be distressed, but his movements were very relaxed.

Babaichuni breathed a sigh of relief almost unconsciously—it was only then that she remembered what she was most bad at dealing with.

[It is after others have paid sincerely, they are eager to get a response from her. 】

Eight hundred bhikkhunis are not good at accepting kindness from others, and even less good at responding to others.She can handle Tong Mo's overly intimate and almost intimidating behavior, and she can also handle Gui Wu Tsuji's cruel and indifferent demeanor, but she can't let herself hear the words that Tong Mo is about to blurt out.

That sentence——

【I love you even more. 】

Even if Tong Mo couldn't say it, she could still sense what he was going to say.

Such words are pure and beautiful, calm and normal.

But Babai Bhikkhuni has already lost the ability to love, and has also lost the ability to accept the love of others.

Even Tong Mo's so-called "love" is far from the love that ordinary people understand.

——*——

I don't know if it's his own illusion, but Inosuke always feels that his mother seems to be preoccupied recently.

But when he tried to ask her, trying to hear some clues from her mouth, all he got was her smile and comfort.

Not only that, but Inosuke also discovered that his father spent very little time at home recently.

"Father, he is very busy with his business recently," Eight Hundred Bikuni said to him softly, "So even when moving, I can only handle it."

When hearing this, Inosuke was obviously stunned, "Are you going to move again?"

Since Inosuke became sensible, they have moved several times. Although they have never asked anything stubbornly, the doubts in their hearts always exist.

Babai Bhikuni helped him cut his hair, and said the reason he made up without changing his face: "Yes, it was the same before, it was the need of Dad's work."

Inosuke actually didn't know what kind of work his father was doing for a long time. The only thing he knew was that he started a company.

Perhaps it was some kind of special feeling that drove Inosuke to turn his doubts into questions: "What kind of work is Dad... doing?"

Eight hundred bhikkhuni seemed to have just realized that he hadn't mentioned his father's job to his child for so long, so he said to him, "I'm running a trading company."

Hearing such an answer, Inosuke blinked and didn't ask any more questions.

He no longer needs to stick to his mother all the time as he did when he was a child, not to mention having an older brother who is about the same age—even if this older brother looks younger than him now.

Maybe it's because of that strange disease, Inosuke thought, that's why my brother didn't seem to grow up even though he couldn't get sunlight.

When we first met, the height difference was only a few centimeters, but now it has grown several times. When Inosuke and Lei stand together now, no one will think that tired is the "brother".

When Inosuke pushed open the door, Lei was sitting by the bookshelf reading a book. When he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he raised his head and glanced at Inosuke, and called his name softly.

"tired."

I don't know when it started, Inosuke no longer called Lei "brother", but called him by his name directly - this does not mean that the relationship between their brothers is also dispersed because of a name, it is just a title.

But sometimes when I am tired, I feel that maybe Inosuke changed the name of him, and there may be some hidden reasons behind it.

Tired didn't care about Inosuke's approach, and was about to ask him if he wanted to come and watch together, but Inosuke suddenly said, "We're about to move again."

Tired and blinked.

"Don't you think it's troublesome?" Inosuke said in a complaining tone: "I have to move to a strange place again, and I have to go to a new school to adapt to the new environment..."

Hearing this, he pursed his lips tiredly.

He has not been to school, but he has moved many times, the feeling of moving is not unfamiliar to him, and he himself does not object to moving.

He just... didn't want to be separated from his family.

As long as you are with your family, with your father, mother, and younger brother, no matter how often you move, you will not feel tired.

But Inosuke is different.

Tiredly staring at Inosuke's face, he remembered his father telling him that Inosuke would also become their "kind" after a while.

Thinking tiredly, as long as Inosuke also becomes a ghost, in that case...it shouldn't be like now, thinking that moving is a troublesome thing.