One season of cherry blossoms

Someone said...he said...what is yours is yours, and what is not yours can be forced to become yours...and the weather is fine today, the sky is cloudless, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, blah blah blah...

I helplessly grabbed my ponytail. I was also speechless about this messy and completely out-of-context thing, but it wasn’t long before I was speechless. , Occasionally, it will selectively drizzle and cloudy to match the mood of some protagonists or supporting actors who have tragic pasts~ So this is definitely a perfect weather system, don’t you think?

Then I suddenly remembered a very classic text message written by a classmate on my mobile phone before, "My name is XXX, also known as Cai Cai, also called Chinese cabbage, and the English name is Nong H2SO4..."

I stared at the ground, looked at these ghost-like things, and then looked at the stick in my hand that I didn't know when I grabbed it, and sighed.Well, I admit that the above nonsense remarks are intentionally used to distract myself.Ask me why?Ha, good!Let me ask you, there is a white-haired spy with multiple identities sitting next to you, do you feel awkward?And this Mr. Spy is very professional and puts on a "good man" leather face to you, and you know all about his details. Are you startled when you look at this face?Don't you jump?And you don't even have the strength to let you walk sideways. Don't you think such a smiling tiger is dangerous?

So it has to be said that the necessary condition for the cooperation of this kind of "omniscient" who knows too much is "omnipotent"!Then, I don’t have to worry about accidentally saying the wrong thing, revealing some secrets like I do now, and then being pointed at by those conspiracy maniacs with terrifying weapons. I saw him smiling and elegantly saying to me, “You You know too much." Then he understood me.

[Is the patient in the intensive care unit on March [-] a friend of yours? ] This Mr. Conspirator suddenly spoke after I pretended to be nonchalant and used chic (author: looked up and down, didn't see it.) to cover up my anxiety, and gradually drank half a jug of wine wildly.

I was so frightened that the movements of my hands paused, and I gave up in my head in an instant. I had analyzed for a long time about the "conspiracyist pharmacist's bag" to me now, it's like a novice at level [-] encountering a random spawn at an indeterminate point. Intermediate boss, if I hit him without breaking the defense, he hits me in seconds." The topic became entangled, "Although this guy, Medicine Master Dou, is very insidious, he is definitely a top medical ninja." This topic came up. .

To be honest, this time when Hinata's child had an accident, I realized once again how insignificant my current little ability is.It feels like accepting a task in the game, only to find that you can't meet the requirements of the task.

That kind of frustration hurts people the most, but it is also the easiest way for people to see reality clearly.Only those who see reality clearly can live longer.This principle seems to have the same result in both reality and games, but in the game you can still be resurrected and do it again.The reality is, if you die, you have no chance.

So reality is a cruel game.I'm here, it's like playing a game, right?

[Well, it's a friend of mine.The first time I saw him like that that day, I was instantly intimidated. ] I tilted my head and said in a normal tone, chatting casually.It's just that the way of pulling the corners of the mouth and trying to make the smile natural is a bit reluctant. [In any case, most of our generation has not experienced any bloody scenes, senior, do you think so? ]

[Ah, that's what you said. ] The pharmacist pushed his glasses with a gentle smile, he seemed to agree with him like that, right?The glasses flickered, and he continued, [Children of your age have always lived in peace and have never experienced bloodshed. ]

[Um?Has anyone experienced it before? ] I followed the trend and asked in an instant... As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I wanted to slap myself, too much talk!Talking too much!At this time, it should be pretending not to understand but pretending to understand, nodding and saying, "Yes, yes"!

Misfortune comes out of the mouth, the ancients never deceived me!

But after thinking about it, Yao Shidou shouldn't treat me differently just because of such a sentence, and if I say more here now, I will have an excuse to block it if I say something more in the future.After all, memory is the most unreal thing. When it belongs to more than one person, there can be many versions, even contrary to the facts.Because the ownership is in your own hands, isn't it?

When I looked at Yaoshidou's glasses, there was a bright white light in an instant, and my heart sank suddenly, followed by a burst of panic.So I say that's why I hate dealing with anyone who has the word "treacherous" in them.Because you always have no way to get any benefits from them, and you have to worry that when he smiles at you, he is not thinking about how to calculate you.

Conspirator makes you have to expend a lot of brain cells to be careful to watch out for them.

[It should be, we were not as peaceful as we are now. ]

[Ah, yes! ] I yelled in surprise and deceit, which meant to break the topic.As if waking up, I asked the pharmacist, [Why was senior at the medical team that day? ]

[Ah, my father was the head of the medical class, and I happened to be there that day. ]

[The senior, that friend of mine—that is, the patient in the intensive care unit on March [-]th—he...will be fine, right? ]

[When there is no final result, it should not be said that there is an absolute conclusion. ] Yao Shidou turned his head to me and smiled at me, facing the sunlight, I was in a daze for a while. At that time, I thought... Yao Shidou should actually be a gentle person, right?

After chatting with the pharmacist, I feel that maybe it is because he is a conspirator that he can give reassuring answers again and again.Suddenly, I felt that chatting with Pharmacist Dou is actually a good thing.

He bent his five fingers together and relaxed them, and when he looked up, he found that he was near the white conspicuous building again.Looking at the third floor, I looked down at the empty wine bottle in my hand.Turn around and lift him to the corner of the road, and walk towards the building.

Pushing open the door of the ward, there was no one else in sight except the child Hinata who was lying on the bed. ——Did you go out temporarily?

Blinking, without thinking too much, let go of the hand holding the doorknob and walked in softly.The room was so quiet that only the breathing sound of the child Hinata wearing an oxygen mask and the "didi" sound of the beating electrocardiogram remained.

I pulled the stool by the bed and sat down, staring at the now pale face of Hyuga for a long time, and remained silent.The clock hanging on the wall was ticking, I looked at the minute hand on the watch that jumped three ticks, pulled the stool sideways and stood up, then said to him in a hoarse voice, [Hinata, I will come to see you next time. ]

no answer.

Looking up at the ceiling, he blinked desperately to squeeze back what was about to flow out.Then he lowered his head and said solemnly, [Ze Yan, next time I come to see you, you have to wake up. ] Then turn around, close the door and leave.

Otherwise, I won't forgive you, and I won't come again...

Hey, I mean it, Zehiko...