Quanzai Cone

The stack of old newspapers was still by the bed.

In a completely different mood, I picked it up and flipped through it casually, suddenly laughed, and put it down as I passed the desk.

The windows were wide open, and the bright sunlight surged in, melting and blurring the typeface on the newspaper, leaving only a bright glow.

I leaned on the window sill and looked into the distance. The slightly rippling blue sea surrounded the isolated island and stretched to the end of the sky. The white clouds seemed to be a giant whale jumping out of the sea, frozen in the mint-colored sky.

The south wind hit my face, blowing my hair, I took a deep breath, and burst into a big smile.

"—All ready, let's go!"

Letting go and returning to the room briskly, I picked up the knitted coat on the back of the desk and chair and put it on, and opened the drawer to hold the heavy metal object.

The dormitory was tidied up last night, and now it looks like it was before I came.Because I can't bring any luggage, all irrelevant things are packed into boxes and put in the wardrobe. If there is a next resident, just throw away the boxes.

After confirming that there were no omissions, I hummed and walked towards the door of the dormitory.The moment the fingertip touched the doorknob, the [sabot] left by the pillow lit up, and ai Sabot's usual weather reminder came out.

[Xunguang, today is sunny all day long, and the temperature is just 21c!Why don't you go out for a walk, don't let the good time go~]

I unscrewed the door and responded with a smile without looking back: "I know, goodbye Sabo!"

The cactus-shaped AI made the weird and cute sound effects as always, and the elongated sound suddenly disappeared as I closed the door.

The hallway fell silent.I stood there for a while, and the opposite door opened.

The elder, who had lost a lot of weight, walked out with a mountaineering bag on his back, with nervous and firm eyes.

"Xunguang..." She just returned to the dormitory a few days ago under Zhijun's operation, and she hardly had time to have a good chat with me, and now it's time to part again, she couldn't help feeling unspeakable.

"The detailed plan, Zhijun has already discussed with senior, I have nothing to add." I stared at her, with a soft tone, "I have been taking care of her all this time... It is great to meet senior. From now on, I also hope that senior Good luck with Mr. Haruto!"

I put the heavy item in her hand into her palm.It's a gleaming pistol.

I squeeze her hand tightly.

"Don't worry, Zhijun and I will divert Xihaipu's attention—senior, you just need to take Mr. Qingren on board and leave."

"But what do you do..." The senior grabbed the gun anxiously.

I smiled and said, "Zhijun and I can handle this little scene."

The two walked side by side down the corridor that had passed countless times, and came outside.

In the early summer of June, the sun is shining, and the world has almost become a kingdom of light.There are flowers blooming everywhere on the isolated island, stretching your body peacefully in this light.

I let go of my senior's hand.

"Senior... goodbye."

The senior with red eyes took a breath, put the gun on his waist, raised his hand and gave me a hug.

"You too, have a good trip!" She laughed with tears in her eyes, let go and took a few steps back, then turned around resolutely and walked towards the place where she was scheduled to meet Mr. Qingren.

I watched her back disappear, and my thoughts went back to the moment Zhijun left.

In mid-April, my condition was completely stable, and Zhijun finally freed up to continue preparations for leaving the island.

Before saying goodbye to me, he asked, "Miss Guang, do you trust me?"

Standing up to send him off, I replied without thinking, "Of course! Please do what Zhijun wants to do."

Putting back on the unsuitable guard uniform, Zhikun brushed the bold headlines in the old newspaper with his fingertips, and put on his long-brimmed hat with a light smile.

"I plan to inform Umbrella of the whereabouts of the 'Wandering Blade'." Under the brim of his hat, only his clean and sharp jawline can be seen, and there is a cold smile on his soft lips, "—Ten billion yen I will accept the reward."

The wind from the sea picked up, pulling my attention back.Listening to the faint noise in the wind, I fastened the buttons of my coat one by one.

When the last one was tied, a gunshot pierced the clear sky.

[The party is opening! 】The girl was jumping for joy in my mind, and encouraged, 【Don't listen to that annoying guy, let's join in the fun too! 】

[No, don't disrupt Zhijun's arrangement. ] I reply.

【whispering sound. 】

The girl thought about it and ran to harass the other personalities, and I walked towards the port that became the source of the commotion.On the way, I met many suspicious residents. I persuaded them one by one to go back to the house and told them not to go out.

Someone grabbed me: "Miss Gan, hurry back too!"

I thanked him and said with a smile, "Okay, I'm going back."

According to the plan, Umbrella's people will not rush to the living area, but just in case, I still persuade everyone who can see to leave.

Unknowingly, I came to the intersection leading to the port, and there were no people around, and even few houses.The seagulls were hovering more than ten meters away, the sound of the waves was in my ears, and the wind made the sun shake.

The loud noise of the bullets was close at hand, and just by listening to it, one could imagine how fierce the conflict broke out between Sihaipu and Umbrella.

Calculating the time, the boat of Senior and Mr. Haruto has already set off, and we are just waiting for Zhikun to join me.

I continue on to the port.The prepared ship is moored in a remote corner, but other people have to be cleared before they can set sail.Since I'm not a combatant, I didn't bring a weapon, but Zhijun said that he would deal with the enemy, so I don't need to go into battle——

Bullets flew past my temples, and I stopped to look at the Umbrella armed men who appeared at the end of the road with scars.

He was badly injured, panting constantly, not knowing whether it was because of the blood-smeared goggles, or the violent loss of physical strength, the hand holding the gun kept shaking.

Before I could think about how to deal with him, there was a muffled sound, and a large stream of blood gushed out from between his brows.He struggled to open and close his lips a few times, and slowly fell to the ground, letting out the figure behind him.

Zhijun, who held a gun in one hand, shot his head off, stepped over the corpse and walked towards me calmly.

The calmness on my face turned into a smile, and I ran towards him.

Zhijun took off his sunset-colored long coat with one hand, and threw it to the ground casually, rubbing his palms bright red.The coat that fell on the ground immediately overflowed with a circle of red, but he just exchanged the gun to his blood-stained hand calmly, and stretched out his clean hand towards me.

That hand was delicate, fair, and well-defined, like a hand holding a pen to break flowers, but holding a gun was also as stable as a rock.

Without any hesitation, I tightly held the hand that had just fired.

The sea breeze blew up Jikun's spotless kimono, and the slate-gray pinstriped fabric was gilded with gold threads under the summer sun.

I wanted to cry again, clasped my fingers, and followed him across June's asphalt road to our boat.

The autopilot system was already programmed, and I didn't ask the destination.

No matter where you go, as long as there are two people.With such courage, I cuddled up to him.

Zhijun looked at the seagulls roaming freely around me, and when my chest heaved and breathed, he suddenly said: "Humans are afraid of death, but at the same time they are deeply attracted by death... In the past, I have always longed for something that I can no longer convert into other things, Just this one death."

His gaze returned to me, his voice soft and low.

"Now, this wish has not changed." He wiped away my overflowing tears with his thumb, loosened his eyebrows and showed a little smile, "But, although I really want to die, I can't help but hesitate when I think that I won't see you after I die. ..."

"Zhijun." I choked up, I must have cried ugly, I tried my best to wipe away the unstoppable tears, while I wanted to cover my face, but at the same time I was afraid that I would not see him.

In a world distorted and blurred by tears, my lover reached out and hugged me.The embrace was much colder than I imagined, but the kiss that fell on the ear was hot.

"So...the world without you, let's go later." He confessed with a smile as he floated into the sky, sank into the waves, and landed on the wings of birds, going to every corner of the world, "Light, I like you."

I hugged him tightly, dizzy.

——If I were a great writer, I would definitely write 86400 love letters to him every day, expressing the love that deepens every second.

While weeping, Zhijun's smiling lips fell on mine.

The ocean current was surging, and in the warm and humid south wind, the ship set sail.

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