[Death] Are Aizen angry today?

Unhealed from his injuries, Fuzhu couldn't stand such a fierce spiritual pressure, he staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground.

Lan Ran approached, and actually supported his trembling arm, stretched out his other hand to pick up the end of the letter paper, and pulled it away from his fingertips extremely gently.

Fuzhu wanted to stop it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, the blood accumulated in his chest gushed out. He coughed violently, and the white feathers were instantly covered with bloody flowers.

"Leave this to me, Captain Fuzhu, take a good rest first..."

Opening his hand lightly, Aizen who got the letter took a step back, turned his back to the white-haired young man, restrained his spiritual pressure, and tried his best to control his face when the others were able to breathe, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally lose his composure. Every part, as calmly and indifferently as possible, unfolds the letter.

What caught my eye was the girl's delicate and clean handwriting.

Surprised ripples suddenly appeared in the light brown eyes.

He remembered.

In the former calligraphy classroom, he commented on Wuyue's flamboyant calligraphy homework in public, because she wrote carelessly without distraction, and was called out to stand in the corridor as punishment.

Recently, she seems to have been practicing calligraphy...

Is it because of this farewell letter...

It turned out to be like this, from the day she deliberately acted to force him to ask him if he loved her, she had already planned the ending of their story.

His fingers kept trembling, and his pupils, who were still unwilling to focus on the writing clearly, finally trembled and blurred, and read her last monologue.

When I saw a strange call at the beginning of the letter, when he never showed the depths of my heart, there was a landslide and a tsunami, no matter how hard it was to breathe.

"Mr. Aizen.

May I ask, at this moment, has the rain in your heart stopped?

Is the lush jungle still alive, have your branches and leaves touched the desired sky, are the flowers and plants enjoying the shade under your canopy still safe?

I said, if a big tree can't hold on to the land, it can't survive. No matter how close it is to the sky, it will perish if it leaves the soil.

We try to stretch our arms, but there is always something we can't reach.What we step on is the precious existence that allows us to truly live to this moment.

A tree that is too strong can deprive other plants of their life.Therefore, the phenomenon of canopy shyness will occur.

Because in a narrow space, there is no way to survive without sunlight. Some trees are courteous to each other, allowing each other’s branches and leaves to stretch as much as possible, forming a puzzle-like scene on the canopy.

Only in this way can it become a beautiful jungle.

Mr. Aizen.

Trees know the truth, why can't you comprehend it.

How many flowers and plants have been sacrificed for your jungle to be brilliant.

The white Xuye palace dress was wearing a red belt.Is it because you also know the sins you have carried on your body when you come to this step?

Mr. Aizen.

The high place you want can not be reached by stepping on other people's corpses.

There are many possibilities.

So you have to live and find the many remaining possibilities.

By the time you hear the contents of this letter, I will have left this world.

Cleanly, completely, without nostalgia, leave forever from this world with you.

The joy and sorrow you bring are too heavy for my thin life to bear.

Sorry to disappoint you in the end.

Why did I have to go to the point of farewell without saying clearly?

that's too regretful.

It's such a pity.

It would be nice if I didn't meet you.

It would be nice if I could meet you sooner.

Before all these sad things happen, you can stop, reduce innocent deaths, and have more people laughing around you.

Those laughs can also keep you warm, just don't be sad all the time.

There will be that day.

You can laugh when you are happy, shed tears when you are sad, roar when you are angry, and lean on your friend's shoulder and sigh "I am so tired too" when you are tired.

Such days.

Someday it will come.

Even I was getting weird.

Obviously hates you more than anyone else, but expects you to be happy more than anyone else.

But now, you can relax a little bit.

There will be no more worrying and distressing things, just simply breathing.

Get a moment of peace and rest.

enough.

That's enough.

This is the first and last time I will address you this way.

Mr. Aizen.

Not a subordinate who respects you, a lover who is close to you, a student who is proud of you, and an opponent who knows yourself and the enemy.

What I can think of, the most suitable relationship between us is the passerby who has no intersection.

Only in this way can we pass through each other's lives without any worries, without leaving any traces.

Do you think so too.

If there is still reincarnation, I will pray, and hope that in the endless years to come, you and I will never meet again.

Just let all the pain end here.

The one who brings you storms, the one who stabs you with a blade through your chest, the one who drives you crazy inside.

The one who left forever.

I will never meet again.

I understand you.Mr. Aizen.

I understand you better than the Bengyu you hide in your heart.

So I couldn't forgive, not even give a chance to apologize.

Please keep wandering forever.

Your most important stuff.Now I will take it away.

But, it doesn't matter.

You can quickly recover from the grief of being robbed of what is most important to you.

Because this is who you are.

Even if you fall to the ground, you are still a human being who can rival the gods.

It took a lot of detours, but it finally came to the end.

So, stop here.

farewell.

Kanna Mutsuki also admired her before, she was like a god, graceful and swaying, refined and refined.

Mr. Aizen. "

This is... all her thoughts...

Ai Ran choked countless times seeing the neatly written honorifics.

After closing the letter paper, he finally lowered his head.

Suddenly, there was a snap.

The seedling that grew in the heart dies.

It must be that his heart is too barren, so that even such a tough seed can hardly survive.

From then on, there will be no fleeting seasons, no sunny days, only the empty gap caused by her departure, filled with bitter and lonely frost wind all the year round.

Wuyue, why would you do such a thing...

It gave me hope, let me experience the joy of being an ordinary person, and made me look forward to the future.

You have obviously woven so many good things, but now you brutally take them away.

That's pretty dodgy...

You have always known your place in my heart, if destroying me in this way can make you happy.

I admit you did.

Shake my subordinates, instigate their betrayal, one after another psychological trap...

The game never stops, does it...

When you came to Xuye Palace and smiled at me for the first time, I should have felt it.

This is a game that starts with you.

A sweet and cruel game that I am willing to enter.

His tightly closed lips twitched slightly, as if he wanted to crush all the crying sounds and swallow them into his stomach.

But that bewildered body has long been unable to control the torrenting spiritual pressure that is holding the entire Seiring Court hostage.

It was as if a high-rise building collapsed in an instant, and the fragmented Reiatsu wreckage disappeared little by little in the evening wind warmed by the setting sun.

Instead, there is a gloomy and heavy sadness that grows wildly in the twisted spiritual world.

This time he didn't have time to tell her what was in his heart.

Those self-righteous arrogances were torn apart in front of this letter.

The long and narrow eyes were full of unprecedented loneliness, and a mist of water soaked the scattered brown pupils, and overflowed from the eye sockets gently and slowly.

He moved his lips, but no sound came out.

There was only a sigh of loss, and she slid into the creeping night.

The blood oozing out of the palm fell to the ground one by one along the arm. He was afraid that the dirty blood would stain her words, so he quickly used Bengyu's power to repair the wound. Folded and put away, put it close to his heart.

A number of Reaper soldiers suddenly appeared in the cell, their eyes were wide open and fierce, and they drew out their Zanpakutō one by one, and they were bound to subdue Aizen again.

However, the man who caused panic in the soul world didn't have any intention of attacking or resisting.

He couldn't even hear the sounds around him, and couldn't see anyone's face clearly.

He just remained silent, lost his mind, and returned to the seat where he was sealed, maintaining the same imprisoned posture as before.

The only difference was that the arrogance that had always accompanied him was extinguished in a panic as if he had encountered a blizzard and was drowning in the chilling loneliness of winter.

The sadness and melancholy that no one can say, blindfolded his handsome eyebrows, and made him old for a moment.

A large number of soldiers poured into the prison, and the small space became much more lively.

The personnel of the fourth team carried the injured Ukitake out, and the researchers of the [-]th team brought stronger restraining spirit bars.

Aizen sat securely in the same place, allowing them to nail the seal into the back of the palm and arm again.

Everything is going away, except that person's face is getting clearer and clearer.

If I had known that I would get to where I am today, I should have let her go before hurting her.

Because I couldn't bear it, I held it tightly in my hand, and it turned out.

This beauty was shattered.

Wuyue, I was sure that I had a way out, so I wasted so many opportunities you gave me.

I'm always so late, don't you think.

Perhaps it is because you clearly understand this that you choose to cut off my last retreat at this time.

You even confidently think that you will forgive me, and think that I must have a special weight in your heart.

It turned out that this was just an illusion caused to me.

You made me complacent, as if I was living in the clouds, and you made me feel embarrassed, falling into this abyss named "No Moon".

Although the handle of the knife was not handed to you, in the end, you won, Wuyue.

Your blade has stabbed me deeply.

"It turns out that 'sorrow, there is nothing greater than death'...it's so...the heart-breaking pain..."

Aizen laughed dumbfoundedly.

He felt a burning pain in his eye sockets, as if something was about to be torn from it, no matter how restrained he was, he couldn't stop them rushing out.

The Death Soldier, who was busy sealing his right eye, suddenly touched the warm water stain on the back of his hand in amazement, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He clearly saw the crystal water marks rolling down from those mournful brown eyes.

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