geisha stories

Killed her, my mother picked up a knife when he was relaxing and seriously injured him. At that time, his right chest was pierced. I stepped forward and kicked him. I thought he was injured and could only let me go At the mercy of him, I didn't expect him to be able to resist, so in the end I killed him.

I silently put on clothes and trousers for my mother, closed my parents' eyes, went home and took a shovel and dug two big pits to bury my parents. That day I dug the pit with both hands and bled, and that was the last time I cried.

The little guest listened to me in silence, his face was very heavy, and then he patted himself on the shoulder, "I will lend you Yinsang's shoulder."

I thumped him, "Don't make trouble, go to bed." Those things have long passed, and I have let go of them after so many years, and I am not so fragile that I have to rely on someone's shoulders when I mention them.

When I turned around, the little guest took my hand, and I turned around to meet a pair of dark red eyes.

"Don't worry about anything, you will get sick after a long time."

Heart disease is difficult to cure, I nodded, "Got it."

"..."

"..." He still held my hand, but remained silent. Does this mean he doesn't want me to rest?

The wind was getting stronger, and it made my hair dance wildly. I said, "The wind is getting stronger, let's go in."

He turned around and then let go of his hand, scratched the back of his head, as if he had touched something, he looked at the thing he scratched off his head a little strangely, after a closer look, he suddenly threw away the thing in his hand , Shouted in horror: "Spider!"

Then, I was thrown down by him...

Isn't it just a spider?As for scaring you like this?

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11 Daily life 5

He put his head on my chest, looked genuinely terrified of spiders, and asked me, "Where is where? Crawled away?"

"..." It was thrown against the wall by your palm just now, so it can't die anymore, okay?

Seeing that I didn't make a sound, he raised his head after a while, "Qianhua, your chest is so soft."

"...So how long do you want to hold me down like this?"

He just got up, I patted the dust on my body, washed my body again, and went to bed.

The little guest was sleeping on the ground, and through the moonlight I could see his expression lying on the ground, he seemed to be asleep, I looked at him for a long time, but my thoughts were wandering, I don’t know why, I thought of Maya-kun, that The big boy who once said he would marry me, where is he now?Maybe sleeping soundly with his wife in his arms.

I lay flat on my back and stared at the ceiling without any sleep. I couldn't just turn around and forget what happened in the afternoon. Anyway, I just lost a life in my hands.

Suddenly, the little guest made a voice, "Can't you sleep?"

It turned out that he hadn't slept yet, so I replied, "Well, you haven't slept anyway."

He complained: "Hey, hey, Yinsang is a normal man. It's normal for a beautiful woman to take off her clothes and lie so close to me. Most men can't fall asleep!"

I asked him, "Would you like to tell me a story?"

"Eh? Let Yinsang tell a story? Are you still a three-year-old child? Then what story do you want to hear? Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf? Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs?"

"Whatever you want." I don't want to listen to the story, but just want to hear the voice of the little guest, and feel that there are people around me, and I already have friends.

"You really think you are three years old, bastard!"

"Then tell your story."

He was silent for a while, and then told me about his childhood.

The little guest was called a "ghoul" when he was a child. It was very difficult to survive in those days. It didn't matter what he ate. Even if it was a dead body, the most important thing was to survive. I can understand his feelings at that time. , That year, I followed my parents and ate the last meal, not to mention that he was still an incompetent child.

He said that later he went to a private school with Mr. Songyang, and it was there that he met the noble boy with a wig and the bully Takasugi. Speaking of this period of time, I saw a warm smile on his face, and I thought, maybe Probably the happiest time in his life, just like when I was in the tea garden with my parents.

Later, when the situation changed, Mr. Songyang died, and the three of them formed a quartet with Sakamoto-kun who liked it hahaha and laughed, and began to fight back against heaven and man, but the results were very little. After they worked hard to do their best for the country At that time, Tianren had already colluded with the shogunate.

In the end, the group of four disbanded, and the little guest said, "I was powerless in the past, and now I just want to live in the way I think is beautiful, and protect what I want to protect."

There may be many things that the little guest wants to protect, relatives, friends, the little guest is a warm person, from the first time I saw him to now, this feeling has not changed.

"Ah, sometimes Yinsang thinks that you can cry and cry in Yinsang's arms like a woman. If you have any grievances, tell Yinsang. With a wave of Yinsang's wooden knife, let's see who dares to bully my family." Child."

You put the context together, why did you say that you look like a woman in the front and become your child again in the end?Sometimes I really don’t know how to complain about the little guest, but it proves that he really understands me, I crawled to the edge of the bed, stared at him, and said, “I want to too, but I know how to be patient. "It's not just me, the little guest himself is also. We are all forced by the current situation, mature too quickly, forget what it means to be weak, and can only bravely step into the future, whether it is the road of thorns or the road of Rome.

The little guest sat up, touched my head, and smiled softly, "You, this is probably what fascinates me."

His broad palm stroked my hair, and I said softly, "Yinshi, probably we want to protect the same things." I can't control the country, but I want to do my best to protect what I value. People in my life, relatives, friends, those who care about me and care about me, as long as I have the ability, I hope they will live well.

The next day, I got up early, and the little guest was still sleeping after washing up. He is usually a lazy person.

I dragged him up, "Go and wash, we have to go back."

He stood lazily, looked at me with dead fish eyes, and said: "Why are you putting on your clothes, go take a bath and wrap up a towel!"

I couldn't help but dragged him into the bathroom.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, we finally returned to Kabukicho. I didn't go back to the store. I followed the little guest to his everything room. The little guest said he would give me something. We went back secretly. He said: "Don't be discovered by the old woman." gone."

But in the end we were discovered, and Granny Dengshi yelled at the top of her voice: "You bastard is a natural curmudgeon! Pay me the rent!"

I asked the little guest, "How much rent do you owe Mother-in-law Dengshi?"

The little guest said, "Not much, it's the old lady who is stingy."

I wondered: "How much is that?"

He asked me back, "How would I know if I hadn't handed it in?"

"..." I felt sorry for Grandma Dengshi.

The little guest took out a long knife from the box in the room. He said he wanted to teach me how to use it. I didn't know why, so he scratched his silver curly hair, "You guys make me worry too much. I like to do everything by myself, and I love you. Be brave, what if something unexpected happens to you when I'm not here? Every time I think of me, I can't fall asleep, and I always feel like I'm going to die if this continues!"

"..." I don't think I have anything to worry about, shouldn't I do everything myself?I don’t know how to show off my ability. I like to be fully prepared before doing things. Maybe the little guest cares about me too much. Isn’t there a saying that care leads to chaos?

But since the little guest said so, I didn't refuse.

From then on, I will practice swords with my little guest when I have free time. Most of the time, he is watching me busy. Even so, I still can’t beat him every time. If he doesn’t show mercy, my body will be full of wounds Hundred holes.

Two months later, I went to see Chuchun. Chuchun was very happy to see me. I planned to bury Liuli’s story in my chest, just so that Chuchun would not repeat Liuli’s mistakes. I said I wanted to see the one she liked. Man, Chuchun happily agreed, she asked me to come back tomorrow, that man will come tomorrow night.

Chuchun told me that the man was raising money to redeem her body, and she would be able to leave here soon.

The next day, that man came, he was really an honest man, after Chuchun introduced me as her sister, he was a little flustered, but I smiled, he relaxed a lot, after that we chatted a lot, he He is just the owner of a meatball shop. He met Chuchun by chance, and the two quickly fell in love. He didn't dislike Chuchun's identity, but said that he wanted to redeem Chuchun.

After that, I went to the man's meatball shop alone, and asked the people around me about the man's personality. The neighbors said he was a good person, so I was relieved.

I was so happy, that night I invited the little guest to have a drink, and the little guest took me directly downstairs to Grandma Dengshi's place. Grandma Dengshi didn't bother to mention the rent, so she poured wine for us and asked while smoking a cigarette, "You bastard is natural. Juan, hurry up and marry Qianhua for me! Do you want to delay until Qianhua's crow's feet grow out?"

"Stinky old woman, why do you care so much, Yinsang will take care of it herself!"

Grandma Dengshi exhaled a puff of smoke ring, looked at me and said, "Qianhua, I have a nice guest here, I will introduce you tomorrow."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

I tilted my head, "The so-called guest must be an alcoholic."

"That's better than this natural roll. What do you like about him?"

The little guest protested: "Smelly old woman, you don't understand the pain of natural curls at all!"

I said, "I think