[Tutorial] The so-called childhood sweetheart

"Sister Mo is dead." When the blond boy opposite said this sentence, his eyes were terribly empty, like a puppet without a trace of life.

Skylark paused holding the teacup, lowered his eyes gently and handed the cup to his lips, "I see." His voice was still calm without any trembling, as if what he had just heard was Asai Momo coming home. Simple and usual message.

"Mr. Gong." After Cao Bi sent Qi Haiyou away, he opened the door of the room, looked at Hibari Kyouya who was sitting quietly looking at the porcelain cup in his hand, his voice paused slightly, a little worried.

A man in a black yukata sits in the center of the Japanese room, with a standard sitting posture and a straight back like a silent tree.He lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the porcelain cup in his hand. The clear and transparent liquid slowly swayed in the warm and jade-like wine cup, causing ripples in circles.

"You go down first, Zhe."

"Yes."

Kusakabe lowered his head and closed the door, and the paper door painted with classical Chinese ink paintings slowly closed. The figure of the black-haired man seemed too thin and lonely in the empty Japanese room, as if he was the only one in the whole world.

Putting the sake in his hand to his lips, Hibari's eyes swept aimlessly across the wooden floor of the Japanese room, and landed on the wide Chinese painting hanging on the opposite wall.It was a bamboo forest in ink and wash, with dark and light ink colors outlining the slender bamboo joints on the white paper, and a guqin was placed in the large blank space deep in the forest.Quiet and freehand, it is Asai Mo's favorite painting.

In other words, not only this painting, but the entire base, the original Japanese-style architectural style, was directly changed into a Chinese classical style by Asai Mo after she stepped in with interest, and even the design draft was her original.

Inside the Japanese base, there are shadows of this pink-haired woman everywhere.

If someone who is familiar with the character of Hibari Kyoya sees it, it would be unbelievable for another person to be so deeply involved in his life and leave traces everywhere in his world.But this girl named Qian Jingmo did it, and it took 18 years.

Skylark frowned slightly, he is not a person who likes to remember, except for repeatedly reviewing the battle scenes he has experienced to find out the enemy or his own flaws, he almost never turns his head to recall anything.Memories of the past accumulated thick dust in the corners, so that he could hardly remember when she first saw Asa Jingmo.

Gently took a sip of the wine, the cold and irritating liquid flowed into the throat, there was some slight burning sensation, and the blood flowed through the nerves.He finally took out a photo from the yellowed memory bank.

7-year-old little loli has soft pink hair, big amber eyes, and a sweet and lovely smile on her lips.That was the appearance of Asagimo that first appeared in his memory, with a soft voice, a standard weak herbivore who is easy to bully.

Although he happened to help him once or twice, Hibari Kyouya's image of her was still at the level of a herbivore that looked familiar, and she would forget it when she turned around after seeing her, even if she met her on the street one day. The kind that got him a little bit of attention.This situation continued until a certain evening when he was blocked in an alley by a group of people.What made those daring herbivores act like this he no longer remembered.

That day, it took Skylark some effort to deal with those bluffing people. Although the group of herbivores did not pose any threat to him, there were indeed more of them.

Sure enough, flocking is the nature of herbivores.Kyoya Hibari gave a light "tsk" when he knocked down the last man who rushed over desperately, glanced at the bad guys who were struggling and howling on the ground but didn't dare to stand up again, and shook their hands with blood stains Duckweedguai turned around and prepared to leave.Then, he saw the pink-haired little loli not far away.

The orange-yellow sunset slanted over, and the little girl in a white dress stood at the entrance of the alley that was dyed warm by the sun, her gaze dazedly swept over the bloodstains and "corpse" on the ground, and finally landed in the middle with a cold light in her hand. The murder weapon on the skylark.

Hibari Kyouya has encountered this creature loli many times before. Although it looks cute, he cries every time he sees him, which he finds troublesome.This one in front of me...

Skylark frowned, waiting for her to turn and run or cry.

However, to his surprise, the pink-haired little girl sighed, directly ignoring the hideous bloodstains on the wall, and calmly stepped on the "corpse" lying on the ground, and walked in front of him.

"Are you hurt again?"

Hibari Kyouya narrowed his eyes, I know you?

"Looking at your expression, I know you've forgotten me again. Forget it, you've made it a habit anyway." The tone of the pink-haired animal seemed weak. Pausing on the blood-colored shirt, he took a step forward and took his hand.

Skylark twitched reflexively, and the crackling sound of air tearing finally stopped in mid-air.He remembered that the ones in front of him were not the ones he usually killed, and he could smoke them casually.

The little animal on the opposite side that he thought would cry in fright ignored the duckweed crutch that was less than ten centimeters away from her head, took his hand and walked out, "Sa, since we met, it's better to go out." Come to my house and apply medicine. I always feel that if this continues, my bandaging skills will be trained to a professional level..."

Glancing at the little hand holding him, Yunque narrowed his eyes and followed behind her.She was not frightened and cried, for this, Skylark was very satisfied, and he was always more patient with cute little animals, so he decided to see where this courageous little animal would take him.

This is the first encounter between him and Asai Mo in Hibari Kyoya's memory, which once made the Asai girl who had met him at least 10 times before feel extremely frustrated.

The girl who has appeared in his world since he was 7 years old has been quietly following behind him, always smiling like that.She has been standing behind him in a natural manner since she appeared, quietly existing, Hibari Kyouya never thought that she would fall behind.

The sake in the porcelain bottle had run out, the black-haired man put down the glass in his hand and stood up, walked to the door and opened the paper door.

"Kaobi, prepare to fly to Italy."

On the day of Asaimo's funeral, it rained heavily.

The endless raindrops fell from the sky with the momentum to wash away this dirty world.When thinking of this metaphor, Liu Dao Mu felt a little ironic.The clean ones have gone to heaven, the ones left in this chaotic world are rotten things that rot from the inside out, and having a shiny exterior doesn't change a thing.

He raised his head and glanced at the man standing at the front. His white hair was drenched by the rain and hung down to cover his expression. He put his hands in his pockets and straightened his back.He didn't hold an umbrella, so no one in Mirufiore dared to open an umbrella.Hundreds of people lined up neatly in the cemetery and drenched together in the rain couldn't be more stupid.Liu Daoku looked up at the sky, the heavier the rain made him feel more irritable, and there was a tyrannical emotion churning in his heart.He suddenly had an urge to make a scene regardless, and his eyes fell on the white figure in front.Just kill Bai Lan now.The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is indeed a good idea.

But before he could put this "good idea" into action, there was a faint commotion outside the cemetery.Bai Lan didn't look back, so the high-level people standing behind him didn't dare to move.No one went out to stop them, and the commotion gradually expanded.Liu Dao Mu narrowed his eyes, and suddenly put on a look of watching the show.In the next second, there was a loud "coax", and the gate of the cemetery was destroyed by the powerful purple flames that swept in. A slender black-haired man walked slowly stepping on the ruins of the gate, and his hard leather shoes stepped on the ground. The sound of "da da" on the ground was covered by the sound of rain, and the steady pace of walking step by step seemed to step on the bottom of some people's hearts.Behind him was a corpse in a black and white uniform lying on the ground.Almost all the people around turned their heads in shock to look at the slender and cold figure that was gradually approaching, and the corners of Liudao Mukuro's lips curled into a chuckle.You are finally here, Hibari Kyouya.