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"welcome."

"I'll get the umbrella for Aoki Qingwu."

In the dimly lit place deep in the small grocery store, the lazy man raised his head, his eyes were astonishingly bright.

At the door of the store, a slender woman stood against the light. The winter sun illuminated her outline and dyed her waterfall-like white hair with a golden edge.

"Aiya," Kisuke Urahara walked over with his shoes on, and with a "wow" he unfolded a small folding fan to cover half of his face, and looked up and down at the woman, "Aiya, Aoto, why did you look so different?" ?”

Aoki replied blankly: "To each other, you have changed, prisoner."

The unshaven Urahara snapped his folding fan shut, with a serious and proud expression: "Now you want to call me Urahara store manager."

Aoki glanced critically at the small shop: "It can be seen that you are living a happy life." She changed the topic, "Sifengyuan Yeyi is finally willing to spend time with you?"

Urahara was very curious: "How did the worm's nest gossip about the two of us?"

The woman in the white priest's uniform walked through the narrow aisle between the shelves: "I don't remember."

Urahara didn't ask any further questions, and followed behind Aoki like a boss who accompanies customers to choose products.

He picked up a booklet from the shelf: "I think you'll like this."

Aoki reached out to take it, opened it, and there was a map of Karakuza Town.

"Congratulations on your wish coming true."

She'd always wanted to be free, and everyone in Worm's Nest wanted to be free, and she was no doubt lucky.

Aoki Qingtong turned over the map and inserted it back into the shelf: "I won't get lost."

"Ah, take a closer look," the store manager Urahara enthusiastically promoted the product, he stretched out his hand and lost some Reiatsu near the map, "It can help you avoid the god of death."

Several red dots appeared on the map that had absorbed the Reiatsu, Aoki naturally knew what it meant when combined with Urahara, she took it over: "Kisuke Urahara likes to make weird things as always."

Urahara smiled: "Oh, it's very useful, isn't it?"

Aoki reached out for another can of hard candy in an iron box: "Check out."

Urahara looked at the candy in Aoki's hand in amazement: "It's been so many years, Qingtong, your love for candy has always been the same."

"Bring it to Qingmiao."

"Ah, that little guy." Urahara nodded, "Last time he complained to me that his name didn't sound good."

Aoki said with a poisonous tongue: "You should be lucky that you didn't call Qingcai."

Urahara sighed: "Qingtong, you speak sharply as always, aren't you afraid that you won't get married?"

"This is something my parents should worry about. Is your heart so old, Urahara?"

The corners of Urahara's eyes twitched slightly: "Have you realized that you also complained about your uncle Aoki Qingwu?"

The man looked at the woman with an unwavering expression in front of him, and his expression became a little more serious: "Would you like to tell me what happened in Jingling Court these years?"

Aoki Qingtong paused and asked: "What do you want to know?"

■

The third team of Jinglingting

Tu Yumenzhang did not die on the way to perform the task, so he is not eligible for team burial.

Most of the gods of death have no father or mother, and when they die unexpectedly, most of them are colleagues with better relations who help arrange the funeral and hold a small private funeral.

The god of death at the captain level can buy his own mansion in Jinglingting, so that he can have a place to go when he rests.

Ichimaru silver naturally also has.

He set up Aoki's mourning hall in his modest house.

The first three, stop seven, there is an endless stream of people who come to express their condolences.

The so-called conclusion of the coffin, the guests at the funeral reflect the life of the deceased, and the aftermath of Tu Yumenzhang is extremely beautiful.

Kuchiki Byakuya, Kyoraku Shusui, Ukitake Shishiro, three captains present, members of the third division, eighth division, thirteenth division, sixth division...

People who have friendship come to experience it.

Ichimaru Gin stood on the side of the Lingtai and bowed to the visitors according to the etiquette.The man suddenly realized that the indifferent girl actually knew so many people and made friends with so many people.

He wondered inexplicably, would there be so many people coming on the day he died?Or maybe he doesn't even have a funeral at all.

Tu Yumen Zhang, or Aoki Qingtong, lived a much more successful life than him.

In the middle of the night when no one was around, Ichimaru Gin kept Aoki's spirit alone.He recalled the gazes from the visitors during the day, with comfort and compassion.

He set up Aoki Qingtong's mourning hall in his home, no doubt declaring his extraordinary intimacy with the deputy team.However, she died.

As if he was bored, or as if he had slacked off because there was no one to supervise him, the man burned the paper money and left the mourning hall.

He went back to the bedroom and lit the oil lamp, a small bean of light could not dispel the chill of the winter night.Ichimaru Gin opened the drawer under the dim light, and there was something sharply reflective in the dark and narrow space.

The man picked up a piece and looked at the light. The dark blue translucent substance was very hard, it was a fragment of Gouyu.

28 I have repeatedly told Aoki to take it with me, there must be a deep meaning in it.

The sharp-cut jade fragments refracted the candlelight, casting an unusually bright light spot on the wall, as if it was a little light of hope.

—I believe that you are not dead.Aoki Qingtong.

■

"Why are the women in the Aoki family so miserable." The golden-eyed black cat spat out human language.

Not long after Aoki Qingtong and Urahara Kisuke sat down, it silently appeared beside Urahara.While making tea for Aoki, the man did not forget to pour a glass of milk for the cat.

After Aoki finished speaking, the cat said the above words.

The white-haired woman was not at all embarrassed, her face was expressionless, and she replied in a flat voice: "I didn't die for Ichimaru silver, where is the pain?"

"It's a shame that I haven't fallen in love with him secretly for so long." The black cat licked its paw.

Aoki's expression remained unchanged: "I slept with him before."

Urahara Heixian: "Hey, have you forgotten that there is still a man like me?"

Aoki wondered: "Could it be that store manager Urahara has a hidden disease?"

The black cat said: "He didn't."

The corner of Urahara's mouth twitched: "Yeichi-san..."

Aoki glanced at Urahara and then at the black cat, stood up and took Aoki Qingwu's red bamboo umbrella, and walked towards the door of the store, meaning to leave: "Human and beast, it's too harsh."

Walking out of the shop, the winter sun shines on her body, conveying a slight warmth, Aoki pressed her chest, where Aizen's knife wound will never heal, the magical flame of the Aoki clan maintains her life - no crush.

She told Urahara and Yeichi about the progress of Aizen's experiment, the personnel changes in Jinglingting's various teams, and the so-called major events that happened in the Soul World after they left.

She didn't deliberately hide it, and she didn't intend to mention it specifically. It was easy for a shrewd person to discover the intimacy between her and Ichimaru.But how could it be a crush.

Only those who have experienced it personally will understand the unspoken but mutual understanding of each other's intentions, and the warmth conveyed in every small action.

Those who live recklessly in the sun will not understand.

I'm sorry that I didn't say goodbye to you, and I'm sorry that I did such a thing.

But, I don't regret it.

Because, unlike my mother, love cannot be the whole of my life.

Like Isamu Sekiguchi, Sanshui Heavy Industries, and Takashi Watanabe, I have goals that I cannot give up and righteousness that I must abide by.