After the resurrection, I send warmth every day

Haruka Hoshimi didn't go to see Tsunayoshi Sawada as promised, and the matter started with getting back the pair of rings.

As usual, the girl who was lying on the bed after taking a shower, and Yundou who was nestling on the pillow beside her were watching the same ghost movie with their mobile phones.

Xing Jianyao is not afraid of ghosts. After all, in her eyes, the same kind is nothing to be afraid of. Hell is full of skulls and dead souls who have been tortured beyond recognition.

So this ghost movie seems very boring and boring.

But Yundouwo didn't move there, so she didn't turn off the player, but got out of bed and went to the kitchen to get two boxes of pudding for herself from the refrigerator, and she was distracted while eating pudding.

It's been ten days since I've been here.

Spring break seems to be over and school is supposed to start.

Is she going back...

After all, he took her out to relax...

Just as the sound of the bathroom door being opened, she turned her head and watched Kyouya Hibari walking towards her while wiping her dripping hair.

"let me help you!"

Xingjian Yao pulled him to sit down on the blanket beside the bed, and knelt on the bed to wipe his hair.

It was the first time she did such a thing, she found it very novel, especially compared to her unmanageable long hair, his hair was really easy to be wiped half dry.

Hoshimi Haruka threw the wet towel aside, inserted his hands into the thick black hair, and watched his fair fingers being dyed pure black little by little, and finally completely covered by black.

And the black hair was as soft as she thought, but it felt a little cold after being soaked in water.

She also found that when she did this, Hibari Kyouya was very quiet the whole time, didn't stop her, and didn't say anything else, just so silent, allowing her to play around with her.

Xingjian Haruka remembered the night when he went home with his back behind his back, that look in his eyes, and the momentary stiffness of his body after she apologized.

It turned out that that reaction did not mean that she was willful.

She pulled her fingers out of the soft black hair, straightened the messy hair she had messed with little by little, and then hugged his neck from behind.

"Kyoya, school has started."

Xingjian Haruka leaned forward from his ear, brought half of her face to a place within his line of sight, and blinked at him.

I don't know what's wrong with this sentence. After she finished speaking, her wrist was suddenly held, and the weight of her whole body was uncontrollable and she fell forward.

She opened her eyes in a whirl, and found herself falling firmly into his arms.

The junction between the side of the neck and the cheek was covered with a touch of warmth, and the gaze that fell on the body was very strong and full of oppression, "Do you want to go back?"

"...I don't know." She hesitated for a moment, but answered honestly.

She really doesn't know.

"What does Gongya think?" She raised her eyelashes, looked directly at the eyes that were emitting a dangerous look at the moment, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to stay, or go back?"

"..." Hibari Kyouya did not answer.

Because Xing Jian Yao didn't want to do something, he would directly deny it.

She replied that she didn't know, which at least half meant that she wanted to go back.

Back to that school, and their Bingsheng.

There are no friends of her favorite here, and no one of the same age who can play with her. The only person she can contact is him, but he can spend very little time with her.

She can indeed go out alone.

However, what Xing Jianyao fears most is loneliness, and no one cares about him.

but……

He looked at the delicate girl in his arms, and gently stroked her fair cheeks with his fingertips. This face has not changed much in growth, even when he was young, the first time he saw Xingjian Far, not much different from now.

She always seems to be the most dazzling one in the crowd.

Even he, who always found her annoying when he was a child, had to admit that even at that time, Haruka Hoshimi was the one with the most delicate appearance.

She is as beautiful as a doll in a glass window.

Is a fragile item.

Those eyes, those crystal-clear pupils exuding the texture of gemstones, are eyes that anyone would be attracted to.

But he was attracted not because of how beautiful those eyes were.

But in those beautiful eyes, there will always be only his figure, and only when seeing him, those eyes that have been dimmed later will re-light up the dazzling light as before.

He is different from Xing Jianyao.

Hibari Kyouya has been very clear about what he needs and wants since he was young.

He wants Hoshimi Haruka to be his property.

I want those eyes to remain as they are now, without reflecting the shadow of the second person.

But Xing Jianyao is not.

Just as he longed for Xing Jianyao, that girl also longed for him to be by her side at any time, but that was different.

Xingjian Haruka's longing for him is like a passenger who is dying in the desert because of wind and sand and lack of water. Finally, he sees the oasis. The only thing she can rely on is the water source, and the only thing she can yearn for and rely on is him. .

Hoshimi Haruka's dependence on him has even become a habit he has carved into his bones. If he doesn't see her for a long time, that girl will be disappointed.

He didn't want to see the dim light in her eyes.

Habitually walk that road, pass by that hospital, walk into the yard, and enter the ward without knocking.

Unlike him, Hoshimi Haruka is very simple, ignorant of world affairs, and even has no gender awareness.

She was a child who grew up in the love of her parents. The couple cared about her very much. It's not that they didn't teach her. It's just that, under her subtle influence, the existence of Hibari Kyoya no longer had a gender.

He is the only one she can rely on, that person, that existence.

He couldn't remember how many times he hugged Xing Jianyao, and he couldn't remember how many nights the girl fell asleep in his arms.

It's just like……

He couldn't remember how many times he had kissed Xing Jianyao.

Before she knew it, it was like a habit, looking at the girl who finally fell asleep and sleeping well, she would put a light kiss on her forehead.

You don't need a reason to kiss what's yours.

If you want to do that, you do it.

Later, kiss her lips.

When she was angry, when she was angry and then pulled his clothes and acted like a baby, Xingjian Yao at that time seemed to attract his attention more than other times.

Later, he learned another adjective.

Only then did I realize how cute Hoshimi Haruka was at that time.

In fact, he never felt that Xingjian Yao was capricious. Rather, she was more like a living person when she would get angry with him, make trouble with him, and release her emotions wantonly.

Because at that time, Xingjian Haruka was full of vitality.

Even for him, it is impossible to always have the same expression, let alone Xingjian Haruka.

What's more, Xing Jianyao, who didn't live in that ward, was like a little sun.

Dazzling, lively, warm, willful, strong, and a bit fierce.

Therefore, the one who speaks loudly, loses his temper, and immediately expresses all his unhappiness is the most original Hoshimi Haruka.

But that day, his Hoshimi Haruka suddenly lost all vitality.

She no longer smiled at him, and no longer quarreled with him, nor lost her temper with him, even, she could no longer open those eyes so that he could see the pupils that only reflected her own.

She leaned into his arms, her arms drooping weakly.

So light, like a ball of cotton.

She will be 16 in two months.

How can a 16-year-old girl be so light?

He still remembered that the last time he measured her height with her was three days ago. At that time, Xingjian Yao was 1.6 meters. If he hadn't seen that data with his own eyes, he would have suspected that she was lying.

Because she doesn't look like 1.6 meters at all.

He held the powerless hand, which was very white, unnaturally white, hard, as if it had only bones.

He saw that wrist again, that slender arm, through the purple and blue veins that criss-crossed the skin, which he couldn't see on his body.

Then, by a strange coincidence, he held her ankle, which was slender enough to be grasped with one hand, like an older child's arm.

His eyes moved up along her feet, and stopped at her upper body with only slight ups and downs.

Haruka Hoshimi doesn't even have the physical characteristics that everyone has in her teenage years.

He still remembered that when she was 14 years old, after watching a TV series one day, she curiously asked him why everyone had a menstrual period, but she didn't.

Although the school's physiology class has taught these physiological knowledge from elementary school to junior high school, he still can't answer this question.

Then, she went to ask the doctor.

The doctor just told her that her body was slower than the average person because of illness, and it would happen sooner or later.

So, she laughed foolishly again, turned around and went back to lie down in the ward.

But after she turned and left, the doctor told him that Hoshimi Haruka might never have a menstrual period, and because of the side effects of taking various drugs for a long time, she would not have fertility in the future.

He didn't think it was a serious matter.

but……

Every girl can have the right, but she doesn't have it. If she finds out, she will definitely be sad.

Therefore, he arbitrarily concealed the matter.

And just a few days ago, she asked very distressed, obviously the doctor said she would have it sooner or later, but she is 16 years old why still not.

But that day, the girl with closed eyes in her arms would never get this answer.

His Hoshimi Haruka left him at night.

It was the first time he touched a person so carefully, and he would only have this emotion when facing Xing Jianyao, because he knew that this was a fragile product.

It will be accidentally broken.

Time seems to have passed for a long, long time, until the original silence and darkness outside the window turned into indigo blue, and finally, the morning light came on.

And his Xing Jianyao is only stiff and cold.

Will you feel warm if you take her out into the sun?

She likes sunshine, she likes it best.

He took her hand and put it on the window, letting the first ray of golden light in the morning fall on that pale hand, but until the golden sunlight covered her whole body, she still didn't wake up.

Why is this happening?

Obviously before... the moment the sun filled the room, she would definitely wake up.

She would also ask him for the steamed buns from the steamed bun shop from him who came to see her on the way to school, and she was only allowed to eat it once a week, so she would always try her best to act like a baby to him, hoping that he would let go.

if it is possible……

He wanted to put all the things she wanted to eat in front of her, and watched her eat so happily that she took the initiative to say that she didn't want to eat.

But he can't.

If you really do that, it will definitely cause irreversible consequences.

It's like the night when he sneaked her out to see the snow when he was young, she had a high fever and almost couldn't wake up.

Get well soon.

Your favorite sunshine is in that patch of sky you can see when you open your eyes.

When you get better, you can go to all the places you want to go together, eat all the food you want to eat, and the blue sky that symbolizes freedom and health can also go together.

But no matter how much he was looking forward to it in his heart, after saying this, the eyes that were closed by him were unwilling to open them.

At this time, he suddenly realized.

——His star is far away.

Died last night.

I will never open my eyes again, and I will never look forward to this sunshine again.

Everything she wanted, what she couldn't get, what he didn't let her see in this world, she couldn't see.

With endless regrets, the girl left this world, leaving him alone.

What kind of emotion is sadness, he doesn't know yet.

However, at the moment when the Arcobaleno girl disappeared in front of his eyes in the world ten years later, Haruka Hoshimi's face and the base where he was the only one suddenly flashed in his mind.

Would his star Jian Yao die like that without leaving anything behind?

Now he knew, reality told him.

Xing Jianyao will not disappear without a trace, and she will leave behind this lifeless body.

And he needs to personally bury the body that she left behind, the only remaining body that can prove her existence in this world.

It rained that day, a lot of rain.

Autumn rain is damp and cold.

He stood under the mountain covered by leaves, stood in front of the cold tombstone, looked at the picture, and her face flashed in his mind.

Haruka Hoshimi will only appear in his memory.

never to be seen again.

All that can be seen is this cold tombstone.

It turns out that a person's heart really exudes a burning sensation, and the pain seems to swallow his reason. Does Haruka Hoshimi always endure such pain to survive?

Then she must be stronger than he imagined.

But he knew it too late.

After that day, he felt the same pain from time to time. When he went to school, when he habitually walked to the hospital, when he unconsciously appeared at the door of the ward and pushed the door open without thinking, when he saw an empty bed. .

The number belonging to Xing Jianyao in the phone never rang again.

He realized her departure again, this time, it was real, leaving with nothing left.

What he had, he couldn't have.

Why?

It was as if he was dazed for a moment, but in a short period of time, those pictures that belonged to ten years ago played out countless times in his mind.

Kyouya Hibari looked at the piece of skin under his palm, his originally fair cheeks were slightly reddened by his caress, but above his fingertips, those eyes that were exactly the same as those in his memory reflected his own personality. figure.

His movements froze suddenly, his eyes were eroded by the momentary undercurrent, stained with a rich gray, he stared at the light red on his lips and kissed her.

'Stay with me a little longer. '

’—preferably always. '

……

Hoshimi Haruka opened his eyes in the darkness.

Under the palm is a soft touch, without warmth, it must be the bed.

So sleepy, eyelids so heavy.

It hurts.

Everywhere in my body hurts.

Soreness, pure pain, stinging pain, and pain that seemed to ooze blood and burn her soul.

She lay there and rolled over on her back, and then felt the sweeping soreness again because of this movement.

She pulled the corner of the quilt to expose her head, and then saw a bedroom shrouded in darkness.

And the only bright spot in the bedroom is the computer screen not far from the bed, and the man with his back to her showing a part of his shoulders.

"Gongmi..." Her voice was hoarse, as if she had just subsided from a high fever, "What time is it?"

"Eight o'clock."

After speaking, Hibari Kyouya got up and walked out.

When he came back, he took a glass of warm water in his hand, picked her up from the bed and fed it to her.

Xingjian Yao leaned against his arms listlessly, he was so tired that he didn't want to stretch out his hand at all, he just drank the glass of water from the glass, squinted his sleepy eyes slightly and saw that after he put the water glass aside, he pulled the corner of the quilt and Shrunk back.

"It's only eight o'clock, I'll sleep for a while."

"... Haruka." Seeing her actions, Yunque didn't know what expression to make, "It's eight o'clock in the evening."

Xingjian Haruka heard this sentence just after lying down: "..."

Shrinking back under the quilt again, "...Oh."

Hibari Kyouya: "..." Forget it.

He continued to sit back where he was just now, looking at the information on the computer in the room without the lights on.

After another half an hour, Xingjian Yao, who finally felt better, moved to the side of the bed, put his arms around his neck, rubbed his head against his back, and muttered stickily, "Why don't you turn on the light? I thought it was morning."

"Aren't you sleeping?"

He sighed softly, turned his head and stretched out his hand towards her, no longer casually pulling her into his arms like last night, but took it with both hands and put it in his arms.

The girl who looked a bit lazy was lazily leaning on his chest, and she seemed to be in a daze.

Hibari Kyouya is busy with work.

Because he's been fiddling with that computer all the time.

After waking up for a while, she pointed to the strange part on it and asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

"arms."

"What about this one?" She moved to the ring-like existence again.

"It's the ring."

"...What about these?"

"Uninteresting experiment."

Unable to understand a word, Xing Jianyao stopped talking.

She watched in silence for a while, then turned her head and rubbed against his arms, her voice was soft and soft, with a hint of complaint, "I'm in so much pain~"

The man stopped typing on the keyboard for an instant, and looked down.

"...Does it still hurt?" She had slept for a long, long time.

"Yeah." Xingjian raised his head with red eyes, and his tone was aggrieved, "It hurts everywhere...why don't you be gentle with me?"

Obviously it's the first time.

When he was in hell, Brother Bai Ze told her that this kind of thing was very comfortable.

result……

She felt that the first time she shed so many tears since she came to this world, she was bullied by him.

Although, although she admitted, there was no pain afterwards...

But after waking up, there was only pain left in the body.

"I also promised Mr. Zetian to go to his place, it's already night now..." let others dove.

Hibari Kyouya: "Tell him that I won't go today."

"But I hurt." Xing Jianyao continued to hum, and buried his head in his arms, unwilling to lift it up.

"...You are too weak." His tone was rarely dry when he said this.

"I don't care, I hurt!"

"……Feel sorry."

"I am still……"

Yunque frowned uncontrollably and interrupted her, "What do you want to do, just say it, huh?"

"I want ice cream, three!"

"..." Is this what you are good at?

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The author has something to say:

When writing this chapter, I don't know why tears fell down.

*It took a long time to write, because writing will always affect emotions.

It should be the latest update, I've been waiting for a long time, good night.