[Death] Are Aizen angry today?

In the evening of early summer in June, dark clouds overwhelmed the city, and heavy rain was approaching.

Aizen ended the day's class ahead of schedule, left the classroom amidst the students' farewell, and walked to the office in a leisurely manner.

If there is no accident, during this time period, you can also meet the little bird You Wangchuan who is forced to stand in the corridor.

In the corridor on the second floor, from a distance, he saw the blond girl leaning against the wall, yawning lazily.

"I also met in this kind of place today, classmate Xiaoniaoyou." Walking in front of the girl, he lowered his eyes slightly, turned his back to the gloomy sky, and greeted her with a smile on his face. Did you fall asleep in class?"

Wang Chuan glanced at him, nodded obediently and helplessly, "Yes, Teacher Aizen."

"I see that you always look listless during the day, don't you, don't you have a good rest at night?"

"Uh, that...Maybe I'm a night owl..." The girl rubbed her head awkwardly.

"Really." The tall man stared slightly, turned around to leave, but stopped suddenly, "May I take the liberty to ask, when did this lethargy start?"

Wang Chuan raised his eyes in doubt, "Why, are you suddenly curious about this..."

"There's no reason, it's just an ordinary concern of an elder. You don't need to take it to heart... If you are in a bad health, it's better to treat it earlier..."

Leaving an unclear look and smile, Aizen walked around her and walked straight into the office.

Within a moment, there was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and pea-sized raindrops poured out in groups from the coal-gray sky.

The rest of the teachers left one after another before the rain fell, and only Aizen stayed alone, continuing to draw up new lesson plans.

The wind and rain swept across the whole world at an extremely fast speed, and the flowers and leaves in the courtyard fluttered.

After finishing his work, the brown-haired man took a special look into the corridor—the blond girl who was punished to stand before had disappeared.

He was silent for a moment, found an umbrella, and walked slowly downstairs.

The rain had already woven a hazy wet mist, stepping lightly in the spray, and amidst the noise, he suddenly remembered that Bai Zhong had told Wang Chuan to "remember to clean the classroom" before he finished his duty.

That girl is not still in the Spiritual Art Academy...

The gate of the courtyard was close in front of him, but the man who had doubts in his heart still turned back and walked towards the teaching building where the newly recruited this year.

When she saw Wang Chuan, she was in the classroom, rolling up her sleeves, wringing out a towel, and earnestly scrubbing the table.

Probably the man who exposed a little spiritual pressure and was silent outside the door still caught her attention:

"Teacher Aizen, haven't you gone back yet?"

Facing those amber eyes as clear as sky, the face of the man who was accosted instantly became gloomy.

He looked at her silently for a few seconds, then suddenly said to himself, "It's really similar, you and her..."

The gust of wind and rain passed by, and the girl's face was covered with a sudden look of shock in the shadows, "What did you just... say?"

"It's just some insignificant self-talk..." Lan Ran chuckled, leaned slightly into the classroom, leaned the paper umbrella against the wall, avoided making eye contact with Wang Chuan, and reminded her, "Umbrella Stay here, finish the cleaning task as soon as possible before it gets dark, don't stay too late."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went out, striding out against the dense rain.

The night came quietly, and the scented candles to help sleep were still burning in the corner. The big white cat on the futon was sleeping on its belly, and when it opened its mouth, it would make a slight purring sound.

The sound of the rain was bothering, and Aizen, who was crouching in front of the table and thinking about the problem, couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

The yellowed letter was spread out on the table, and thanks to the protection of the spiritual pressure, the writing on the page was still clearly visible.

With lowered brown eyes, he walked tiredly and helplessly past the words "Mr. Aizen".

His eyes fell to the end of the letter, and suddenly, he let out a sigh.The candle flame flickered, and his decadent shadow trembled on the facade.

Ichimaru Gin, who came home late, paced outside his room drunkenly.

"I just sent Luanju back to the team building, and I took warm plum wine by the way, thinking that if you haven't rested, I'll meet you for a drink or two..." The door was pushed open with a gap, and the young man shook his hand with a smile on his face Two cups of jugs.

The sound of rain suddenly became louder.

Lan Ran raised her eyes, and quietly put the letter into the table, "It's rainy tonight, let's choose another day..."

The candle light flickered slightly, and the white-haired young man opened his eyes slightly, "It seems that I came at the wrong time, to disturb you when you see things and think about people... But, that girl is in the Spiritual Academy, and you can be regarded as... If you want to meet, you can meet, so why do you always show such a disappointed expression..."

The man in the room smiled faintly, and said in a helpless tone: "If it's really her, it's fine... It's a pity that what survives in that almost identical body is probably another person's soul..."

"This sentence...how should we understand it?" Ichimaru Gin frowned leisurely, showing a bit of confusion.

Lan Ran glanced at him, stretched out his hand, touched the white cat's belly, and said in a low voice: "Compared to humans, cats are more sensitive to smell..."

The sound of Ye Yu, accompanied by the man's whispers, revealed a story that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

It was three months ago that I first met Xiaoniao Youwangchuan at the Spiritual Art Academy.

On that day, the spring flowers were blooming and the sun was shining. The girl stood under the shadow of the flowers, her hair was like a peach-like pink.

The joy that sprouted from the long-lost reunion leaped in Aizen's chest, sincere and eager, without any falsehood.

So much so that he got carried away and said to her, "meaning 'I want to pursue you'", which aroused daydreams and ambiguous words.

But that night, the blue-eyed white cat jumped into his yard with a solemn face, and it spoke to him for the first time in more than a hundred years in the Soul Realm—"That guy, the smell is not the same as before." identical."

Aizen wasn't surprised by its question, but said: "Maybe it's because of the climate, the recent air is filled with the smell of cherry blossoms..."

The white cat looked at him disdainfully, licked its paw, and said in a low tone, "She used to like to drink milk, and I could smell a little sweetness from her skin, but now..."

"Don't you have that smell anymore?" Lan Ran interrupted it, and stared at it coldly, with a long-lost "killing intent" in his eyes, "Wuyue, it's not the person who needed to drink milk to grow his body. You're getting older... Also, when did your relationship become so close that you could smell her skin carefully...

"Uh!" The cat was stunned, its blue eyes flashed a trace of panic, it suddenly turned around, jumped away from Lan Ran's side, arched its back and shrunk its neck, crawled vigilantly at the door, and yelled at him fiercely, "Don't be careless!" Change the subject! I am not a human! I have a keen sense of smell! As long as I can distinguish all smells within a certain range!"

"So?" the brown-haired man asked back, and his slow standing posture indicated that he was in a very unhappy mood at the moment.

The gloomy spiritual pressure came, and the white cat had nowhere to go. He quickly explained: "Now that guy still smells sweet! But it's not milk, it's blood! It's like the blood when we were injured in battle. If you get close to her, you will definitely understand what I mean! You know better than anyone else whether Wu Yue has come back! Even if you have endured to the limit, don't deceive yourself!"

Falling flowers on a spring night weave a pink and white carpet in the courtyard, and the gauze-like moonlight blurs everything around.

Aizen's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the brown eyes were full of wind and clouds.

He was sure that Grimmjow would not lie, but even if he wanted to verify these words, with his current status, he couldn't get close to Xiaoniao Youwangchuan.

But compared to these, he has something more to "confirm"—"Grimmjow, did you yell at me just now?"

"Huh? I... No, there is no such thing... Hey! Wait..."

"One of the broken paths, Bai Lei."

"Meow——!!!"

Accompanied by a scream, a translucent snow-white arc rose from the courtyard of Aizen's house, and slid quickly and gracefully to the distant horizon.

The big white cat is so far away that it can turn into the first morning star tomorrow, but its short sentences linger in Ai Ran's heart for a long time.

Afterwards, every time he stepped into the Spiritual Art Academy, he approached Xiaoniaoyouwangchuan more cautiously.

When the flowering season was over and there was no other smell in the air, he finally understood Grimmjow's worries.

Early that morning, Wang Chuan walked into the office with a pile of textbooks in his arms, walked drowsily, and nearly fell to the ground.Fortunately, Aizen appeared in time and grabbed her arm.

However, the moment it touched her arm, a strange floral fragrance wrapped in the smell of blood suddenly spread from around her.

Aizen's pupils suddenly tightened, and almost at the same time, the blond girl turned sideways sensitively and used Shunpo to dodge to the end of the corridor.

Standing in the turbulent airflow, Lan Ran looked back in surprise, only to find that Wang Chuan's sleepy pupils became clear at some point, and the glistening eyes suppressed a feeling that he had never seen before. Yes, strange emotions.

The girl's expression was cold and indifferent. After thanking her, she quickly disappeared.

Leaving Aizen alone in place, he fell into a deeper quagmire of doubts.

As time went by, he gradually got more information about Wang Chuan from others.

"That girl Xiaoniaoyou is too good! She dozes off every day in class, and she always gets No.1 in the ability test! Although having such a student is indeed a lot of worry, but sleeping all day, let us How embarrassing are these instructors!"

The appearance of Bai Zhong jumping anxiously is still fresh in his memory, and Ai Ran's expression is becoming more and more dignified.

In the next few days, one evening when the sun was setting, he used the excuse of grading homework to quietly inquire about Hualing Shiguo, who had a good relationship with Wang Chuan.

"I don't know if Xiaoniaoyou is not in good health. During the day, I see her hiding in a corner and taking a nap..."

"Yeah! I was worried too, and I asked her specifically about it, but... Xiaoniao said that she has been like this since she was born. She is sleepy during the day and energetic at night... It is strange to say that if she is not sick, she will really Do you have this kind of constitution?"

Facing the student's sincere and confused expression, Aizen just smiled and changed the subject easily, "As long as she thinks it's okay... Actually, it's also useful, for example, to go to the [-]th squad for night patrol mission It couldn't be more appropriate..."

He echoed a few words, and learned more information about Xiaoniao Youwangchuan through Hualing.

In Aizen's impression, Mutsuki didn't have the habit of partial eclipse.

But the student revealed that since she met Xiaoniaoyou, she has never seen her eat meat, and she has never even touched eggs.

"Isn't she... doesn't have a bit of meat?"

"Yes, according to her level of spiritual power, she should need a lot of food to maintain her life... But not only does she not eat meat, but she even drinks much more water than ordinary people..."

"This is really strange, could it be an allergy to meat..."

"That's not the case..." Faced with the teacher's question, Hua Ling quietly explained, "Xiao Niaoyou's body is fine, according to her own description, it's psychologically unacceptable, if she eats meat, There will be a strong sense of guilt...Moreover, it has been like this since birth, and I can't even chew it, and it will be spit out immediately after putting it in my mouth..."

After listening to the student's words, the brown-haired man's eyes dimmed with the setting sun.

"It stands to reason that her physical condition should be very poor, but she is proficient in cutting skills and white proofing, and many boys are no match for her... That's why I say 'Genius Girl'... Occasionally, thinking about it, it really makes me laugh." people envy..."

In the orange-red afterglow, Hua Ling smiled charmingly.

At the corner of the promenade not far away, a girl with long blond hair stood on the edge of the wooden corridor, with her hands behind her back, and her eyes were indifferent and empty, looking at the flowerbed in front of her.

Lan Ran slowed down and watched Hua Ling run towards her while calling "Xiao Niao You classmate".

The other party turned around to meet his eyes, and whispered: "Good evening, Teacher Aizen."

In an instant, the setting sun fell into the horizon.

Dark blue night fell.

The little sunlight that danced in the amber eyes finally went out.

Lan Ran suddenly discovered that when Wang Chuan raised his eyes and smiled at him, compared with her who was sleepy during the day, the depths of the pupils were so clear and bright—as if another person lived there.

The two girls soon left together, Lan Ran stopped in the corridor for a while, his eyes stuck behind Wang Chuan for a long time.

It seems that since that night, spring has come to an abrupt end.

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