As a coser, I am revising the script every day

Yoshino Junpei's original questioning that was stuck in his throat disappeared completely. He looked at the face in front of him, obviously there was no particularly big expression, but the whole person seemed to be the knotweed Yuren who was overwhelmed by sadness, swallowing all the aggressiveness just now Going back, he was a little overwhelmed for a while, and he squeezed his lips tight.

He reached out his hand to touch the hair of the knotweed Yuren, and told the knotweed Yuren, don't be sad, don't be sad.

I'm still here, I'm not dead yet, I don't need you to save me, the past is over, and I'm still alive and standing in front of you.

But the strength of the words was so shallow that he couldn't make any sound, so he could only look at Yuzu Yujin like that, looked at Yuzu Yujin and said to him: "I'm sorry, I still made you sad, don't Cry."

It was only then that Yoshino Junpei realized that he had burst into tears, and the sour tears fell down his cheeks and landed on the quilt. He opened his mouth, but what came out was a short sob that couldn't be connected at all. .

Such a scene happened not long ago. At that time, Yoshino Junpei just learned from the mouth of the real person that Yuzu Yuren lost his sense of taste. He was full of disbelief, and dared to question him directly. Yuzu Yuren hugged him gently. Hold him and tell him, don't suffer because you have lost your sense of taste, because this is what Knotweed Yuren is willing to do.

At that time, he was held in the arms of Yuzu Yuren, so greedy for the warmth of Yuzu Yuren's body, but he didn't understand, why, they had known each other for a short time, why would Knotaba Yuren be willing to pay such a big price for him, She would rather lose her own life than keep him.

Now he understands, where is the huge price?

This is obviously a negligible price paid by the knotweed Yuren to save him.

He carefully looked at the still young face of Kojou Yujin, he hugged the body of Kojoyo Yujin tightly, Yoshino Junpei choked up and said: "You, you are only 15 years old."

What kind of age is 15 years old? At this age, Yuzu Yuhito should be a carefree high school student. Apart from worrying about his grades every day, the only thing that can make him feel confused is that he will meet someone in the future. Such a person, would that be a very cute person?When Knotabazu Yuren likes him, will he also like Knotabayuhito?

Instead of walking through the rain of blood on the mountain of swords early, instead of...

The pink-haired boy lowered his eyes, patted Yoshino Junpei's back, and said in a peaceful voice, "Yes, I'm 15 years old. In three months, I'll be 16 years old."

Yoshino Junpei didn't know what it meant when he said that he should be 16 years old. He just hugged Yuzu Yuhito and murmured: "Can I change it? Can I change it? Can I get back all the things you lost? ?”

Yuzu Yujin has suffered a lot, can I help him instead?

Yoshino Junpei hugged the thin body of Yuzu Yuhito, only felt that his bones hurt his whole body, but it was far from the pain in his heart.

"I can't." The pink-haired boy laughed again while talking, "Shunpei, don't cry, don't cry because of this, if you can't get it back, you can't get it back, am I still alive and well? "

Yoshino Junpei usually likes the smile of Knotaba Yuhito the most. He always feels that Knotaba Yuhito is like an angel. When he smiles, his smile is warm and bright. Said: "Youren, if you don't like to laugh, you don't have to laugh..."

You don't need to pretend to be a little sun who will never hurt like this, you don't need to be so sunny all the time, you can be a little more vulnerable now and then, and you can be a little gloomy now and then.

Occasionally, you can play with your child's temper.

The pink-haired boy reached out and touched the corner of his lips, and said regretfully, "Is that so? Sure enough, I still don't feel that way?"

boom.

The door of the infirmary was pushed open again, and the strong wind rushed in. Shui Jiangyi raised his head and saw Fu Heihui's face, followed by Nagasaki Wild Rose.

Fu Heihui's face was covered with sweat, he obviously rushed back right after finishing the task, his face was full of exhaustion from staying up all night.

He firmly grasped the door with both hands, and asked, "What do you mean, you really don't have that feeling?"

Fuguro Megumi's voice was very steady. Compared with the emotional leakage, Yoshino Junpei who was crying at this time and Nagasaki Wild Rose who was trying to calm down his mood, he seemed to have just listened to a stranger who had nothing to do with him. It was only on the door with white marks that he could feel his slightly leaked emotions.

... The plot is even more perfect than Shui Jiangyi thought. There is no need for Yoshino Junpei to go out and spread it. Everyone has gathered in this infirmary, looking at him eagerly, just waiting for him, letting go of the last The butcher's knife is ready to finish.

Where can we truly empathize with all the rumors?

All the heart-wrenching pains are real, heard, felt in person, and I would rather cut a knife in my heart and bury it deeply.

The pink-haired boy was silent for a while, and then said: "Sure enough, I can't laugh anymore, it's not the way you like Huihui anymore."

Fu Heihui closed his eyes abruptly, he took a deep breath, as if he had just recovered, he walked slowly towards the knotweed Youren.

Fu Heihui has never been a person who likes to enter the infirmary. Since he was a child, what he hates most is the smell of medicine in the infirmary. It smells bad and pungent, and he doesn't like the empty paleness. For more than ten years, even if Fu Heihui was injured, he would not force himself into the infirmary. Most of the wounds were treated by himself.

At first, some people would try to persuade him, but after they really found out that Fu Heihui didn't like him, no one would force him anymore.

And this year.

It was the year he spent the most time in the infirmary. The details of every corner of the infirmary were deeply engraved in his mind and played back in his mind.

He once sat by the hospital bed and fed Yuzu Yuren to eat, and he also walked over from the door to hand a bouquet of flowers to Yuzu Yujin, and he tried to get up again and again when Yuzu Yuren leaned on the railing, but fell on the ground. When he hit the ground, pick him up.

Every time, Knotabagi Yujin would smile at him, his eyes would bend when he smiled, and then hug him coquettishly and say: "Hui Hui is the best!"

The voice is sweet and cheerful, just like a child.

Fu Heihui stood still beside the bedside of Knotweed Yujin, then slowly squatted down, looked at the same level with Knotweed Yujin, and said in a harsh voice, "It's not just Junpei, is it?"

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