[Comprehensive] Who is the one who abandons me

Radiates all the way to the arms and calves.

On January [-]th, she wanted to stand up, but as soon as her right hand touched the ground, she felt an electric shock in her back. The pain was so painful that she just wanted to curl up.

...Could it be that the spine was hit or fractured? Could it be that the nerves in the spinal canal were stuck by broken bones...

She endured the pain on January [-]th, and when she glanced randomly, she happened to see a long bloodstain on the ground. She subconsciously touched her good left hand to the back, and it was sticky and bright red. Still hot.

"I'm so lucky!"

"It's very troublesome to break your spine, and you may not be able to stand up again in the future."

A boy's voice came from the crowd.

"And, the girl you saved has already run away by herself."

I looked up on January [-]th, and I couldn't find the long-haired girl. The masked crowd around her pointed and said something she couldn't understand. The driver who caused the accident also drove away at some point. up.

She tried to stand up on January [-]th, but she couldn't. It was very difficult just to sit up. Considering that the spine might be fractured, she simply lay down on the ground, reached out and tapped her thigh and calf, and she came to a conclusion.

"The pain and temperature sensation is still there, and I can't exercise. Is it because the motor nerve is injured?"

The boy said in disbelief: "... At this moment, you still have the mood to discuss where the injury is?"

Roll your eyes on January [-]th.

"Isn't this nonsense? After being injured, don't think about where the injury is, how do you want to treat it? By the way, if you are free, young man, call an ambulance for me, and remember to ask them to bring a stretcher and a consent form for the operation, while I am still awake. I signed it off to save trouble."

The crowd of onlookers suddenly dispersed, and a person gradually approached.

Unlike the previous models of people, this person is not those template faces, and the clothes are not the same clothes. Metaphorically speaking, it seems that everyone else is just a pile of alabaster figures, and only he is alive.

The boy with short indigo hair looked down at January Eleven.

"Don't you regret it? Save that girl? If you didn't save her, you wouldn't be in this situation."

January [-] snorted angrily, "If you really care about me, call immediately. If you keep talking, I'll lose too much blood and definitely go into shock."

The boy laughed a few times, "You don't dare to think about it? Don't you regret this kind of consequences brought about by impulsiveness?"

On January [-]th, I planned to lie down quietly and weakly, and asked him a few questions in succession to get angry.

"I don't regret it later. What's your business? If you want to save someone, call the phone, if you want to watch, stand away, and ask if these things bother you. What is there to think about saving people? After thinking about it, the person who should be saved has already died. .”

The boy choked for a moment, looked at the girl lying on the ground in a pool of blood, and was sure that his illusion was fine, she should feel that she was seriously injured, and she is in great pain now.

"Do you really not regret it? If you need to pay such a price to save someone, are you still willing to save?"

He kept asking such a stupid question repeatedly, and finally asked it to the point of anger on January [-]th.

"I said, are you out of your mind? It's not killing people, you have to think twice, do you need a reason to save people?!"

dream visitor

After yelling this sentence on January [-]th, I suddenly felt something was wrong.

The blood on the ground kept increasing, but she didn't feel flustered or chilled.

She pressed her pulse with her left hand—it was almost the same as usual, and it didn't speed up.

According to this amount of bleeding, she should have gone into shock long ago. Why is she still sober?This is simply slapping a medical student in the face!

unless……

These are not true.

By the way, why is she here?

When did she come here?

Can not remember.

There are gaps in memory.

This endless event is like a dream.Only dreams can be so fragmented.

By the way, she was in the hospital before, and she accompanied Nagi Honda who was hospitalized, and she... fell asleep.

So, this is a dream.

When January [-] realized this, the similar figures around him disappeared one by one, and slowly, the blood-stained street also disappeared, but the boy stood stubbornly in place.

This is a dream.

On January [-]th, regardless of the injuries that should have killed me in theory, I jumped up on the spot, and the damaged clothes and injured places recovered quickly.

"Oh? What a quick reaction..." The indigo-haired boy let out a strange laugh and squinted his eyes at me. "I never thought there would be someone like you in Pengo Lie."

January [-] unceremoniously slashed in front of him.

"Who are you, this young man with a non-mainstream hairstyle? Going into other people's dreams and talking, are you voyeuristic or can't find anyone to talk to?"

"KUFUFU, I'm Liudao Mukuro. I just want to see who Alcobaleno personally invited..."

The boy raised his chin.

"Seems surprisingly stupid."

January [-] asked hesitantly, "...what is Alcobal Reno?"

The boy choked again.

"You don't know Alcobal Reno?!"

January Eleven snorted.

"Why should I know, it's not my uncle. You are so nervous about him, it seems that he is your uncle?"

The young man's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly laughed again, saying, "What if I told you that the scene just now was what you should have encountered? Would you still save that girl?"

January [-]th couldn't help but startled.

"Should? You mean...the driver would have hit and run, and the Honda would have sneaked away? No, she wouldn't do such a thing."

The boy was taken aback again.

"Is the focus of your attention wrong? I said you should have been injured like that!"

On January [-]th, I couldn't help but recall the situation at that time.

Indeed, the driver did not slow down even though she was already so close to Nagi Honda. Why did the driver suddenly step on the brake after she rushed out?

This young man said "originally" with such certainty, could it be...

"……what have you done?"

The young man KUFUFU laughed a few times, "It's nothing, just let him see a little hallucination. Answer me, if you knew in advance that you would be hurt like that, would you still go to save that girl? Is it worth it?"

Thinking for a moment on January [-], he shook his head.

The boy smiled sarcastically, but he didn't expect that what he said on January [-]th was not "no", but "don't know".

"I didn't think about the consequences before rushing out. In that situation, it is impossible to consider what kind of injury is worthwhile in exchange for a life. Life cannot be equivalent in this way. I just want to save her. As for the consequences, it can only be I have to bear it later. Even if the injury is really like that, the driver ran away, and the rescued person also ran away, I can only blame my bad luck. If that is the case, I will probably not be so impulsive in saving people in the future. "

After thinking about it on January [-]th, he smiled and said, "Fortunately, I was lucky. I met Honda and you. Thank you."

The boy didn't expect to get a thank you here at all. After hearing the other party's answer, those secret expectations and doubts suddenly turned into a slap on his face. He frowned, and after a while he revealed mocking smile.

"You're welcome, I just don't want you to die so worthless."

January [-] was stunned, the ground under her feet split open suddenly, and several vines rushed out, rushing towards her.

After cutting off a vine with a single knife, she turned and ran, her mind full of doubts.

What's the matter with this boy? !

Save someone and then kill yourself? !

She tried her best to think that this was a dream, and neither the boy nor the vines should exist—it's a pity that the vines behind her were still chasing happily!

On January [-]th, I wanted to go back angrily and spray some people with blood. Those posts on the Internet about killing Freddy in a dream are all nonsense, right?What do you mean you can control your own dreams?

If you can dominate, how can this non-mainstream appear!

On January [-]th, I occasionally slashed back with a knife, but the vines appeared so fast that they almost covered the ground in such a short time. She gritted her teeth, turned around and ran towards the boy, and several vines that were chasing and blocking her immediately entangled happily .She slashed forward with the knife, thinking that it would be good if she could cut off one, but she didn't expect a brilliant pentagram to flash out from the knife, blowing up the vines a few meters in front of her in an instant, leaving no residue.

January [-] was stunned on the spot.

So familiar... Pentagram.

What he saw in Heianjing... what she saw in her dream... the pentagram that protected her...

She thought that the pentagram had long been sleeping with "Lily Ji" in Ping An Jing, but she never thought that it would come here with her.

The pentagram flashed and flashed, and after a while, it still didn't wait for a new attack, it shrunk rapidly, and rushed towards January Eleven, directly missing her right eye.

On January [-]th, she covered her right eye, feeling like crying for a moment.

The boy put away all the vines, and the ground returned to its original appearance. He walked over and said in surprise: "I didn't expect there to be marks left by others."

On January [-], I was in a daze because of the familiar pentagram, and I was not in the mood to chatter with this non-mainstream.

At this moment, a small figure suddenly appeared in front of January Eleven.

The little baby raised its hand and released a bunch of scary things, rushing towards the boy.

"Vongola's Wushou is too rude, what are you doing in Suzanne's dream? Don't think I really can't do anything about you."

Looking at each other on January [-]th, this familiar voice and tone...

"Mamon?"

The little baby turned his head, the cloak covered most of his face, and no expression could be seen at all.

"Susanna, remember to pay. It's tiring to go all the way."

January [-]th, the movement that he wanted to pounce on, stopped immediately.

"...you can't impress me more