fictional spring

Oni Wu Tsuji saw her again.

Yuan Muyue, the sickly only daughter of a wealthy businessman.

Yuan Muyue...

He repeated the name in a low voice, and when his vocal cords vibrated, it seemed that even the heart that hadn't beat for a long time became alive.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since the last encounter.

And this is not because of a bad memory.

Perhaps because of the influence of Oni's physique, Oni Wu Tsuji's memory is actually very good, even if it is a more distant event, he can remember it very clearly-whether it is the weakness and contempt brought about by the weak body when he was a human , or the power and shock after becoming a ghost, he remembers them all clearly.

But once it comes to her, it seems that even the memory becomes clumsy.

Guiwu Tsuji Wuyou doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but that person is the only miracle he has seen in thousands of years.

In the beginning, when the servant of the Minamoto family came to invite him to see the doctor, Onimai Tsuji Musan wanted to refuse.

At that time, he just pretended to be a doctor in order to hide his true identity, and gave himself the pseudonym of Yue Yan. He usually sold some medicines—occasionally mixed with his own blood in the medicines, so as to punish the people who took the medicines. Conduct research observations.

After all, he can only go out at night, which is still too strange in the eyes of most people-even if he said that he has a skin disease and cannot be exposed to sunlight.

Oni Wu Tsuji has never been willing to do such things as adding worries to himself.

But when Wu Mi refused their invitation for the first time, he heard her name from the servant.

The man called her Miss Mutsuki.

Genji...Muzuki.

Yuan Muyue.

Oni dance Tsuji no miserable agreed.

It wasn't someone else with the same name and surname. The moment he saw her, he could be sure that she was that person.

Can't go wrong.

Even though she became thin and pale due to illness, she was lying quietly and weakly in the bedding. The faint candlelight fell on her cheeks, and she couldn't even feel a little vitality in the flickering light...

——It turns out that she has already become like this.

Wu Mi just felt a little dazed, his eyes stayed on her face, he saw the young and beautiful girl showing a slight smile, comforting her current parents softly.

Guiwu Tsuji couldn't hear other people's words—in fact, he didn't want to hear them, he didn't need to hear them at all, and only the girl's voice entered his ears, so soft that it seemed that it would disappear in the next second.

It is clear that he has not felt the cold for a long time, but at this moment, Wu Mi suddenly feels a chill all over his body. This does not belong to him as a ghost, but to——

human's.

It is an emotion that originates from the human heart.

And that was something he should have abandoned and didn't need to care about.

He heard himself speak in a flat and calm voice, telling the others to go out temporarily so that he can better diagnose and treat her.

Wu Mi's movements are very calm, completely different from the strange emotions surging in his heart, as if the body has long been separated from the emotions, and what is facing her is only this "ghost" body.

He didn't say a word, and didn't make a superfluous movement. When he was packing the medicine box after the diagnosis and treatment, he heard the girl's voice.

She asked, "Is my illness already serious?"

Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi froze suddenly, and even forgot what he should do next. He raised his face to look in the direction of the girl, and met those bright eyes.

The color of Mingming's pupils is deep black, but more dazzling than Wumi's red. The moment he met those pupils, Wumi subconsciously said, "Do you want to live?"

The moment the question was blurted out, he seemed to borrow a bit of peace from somewhere, and it seemed that because he was all focused on waiting for her answer, the feeling of stiffness disappeared unconsciously.

But at this time, Wu Mi understood why her smile was so shallow.

Because a smile that is extremely common to ordinary people is a burden that her body cannot bear.

Wu Mi himself didn't know what he was thinking at that time, because he didn't do anything, he just watched her coughing violently curled up in the bedding, which gradually stopped after a long time.

Her voice softened.

"Probably, I thought about it."

Ghost Mai Tsuji Wucan wants to save her.

All the ghosts in this world except him are transformed by him with his own blood, the amount of blood he receives determines the strength of the ghosts, and also determines the importance Wu Mi attaches to them.

But he didn't want to give her blood.

It's not because of stinginess, but because of other reasons, which he himself can't explain clearly.

So he really treated her seriously.

Since becoming a ghost, Ghost Dance Tsuji has been looking for a way to overcome the sun for many years, and after years of precipitation in self-taught medical skills, he has barely achieved some success.

If he tried his best to prolong a person's lifespan, it would not be impossible - so he watched the girl on the sickbed get better and better, and even survived the cold winter of that year.

Seeing her recovery, Wu Mi suddenly felt a panic-like feeling—he didn't seem to want her to fully recover.

With such a mood, Wu Mi didn't understand himself a little bit.

Especially after giving her the injection - she had clearly never seen such a thing before, but when the needle tip pierced her skin, she didn't show any expression of fear at all.

Wu Mi didn't like this reaction.

But he liked the way she looked at him.

Guiwu Tsuji refused her invitation to go to the river bank to enjoy the fireworks together, but came to the river alone before the fireworks went up—he easily found her in the crowd, and watched her get separated from those people .

So he came to her side.

At this time, Yuan Muyue still couldn't see the slightest panic, and was as calm as if everything was under her control. Although she knew that she didn't think like this, Wu Mi still couldn't restrain the nameless anxiety rising in her heart .

Until she showed that expression—unexpected, sad and joyful, smiles and tears intertwined...

The string in Guiwu Tsuji's heart suddenly snapped.

So Wu Mi bit her apple candy under her astonished gaze, and when she asked, "When I get better, can I marry Mr. Doctor?", he told her about the Spring Festival of the coming year.

A curse-like existence that will never come—the Promised Spring.

Yuan Muyue is not only the only miracle Wu Mi has seen, but also the greatest curse he has experienced.

He hoped that she would survive, but he couldn't see her radiant appearance. Such complicated emotions were intertwined, making time pass by day after day.

Then he saw a lot of blood - and her pale face.

In this world, there will be no one who loves Onimai Tsuji as much as she does.

Do your best, give everything, even if you need to overcome the gap between humans and ghosts and the torrent of time——

She still wanted to be by his side.

And at the next moment after giving her the blood, seeing her showing such a painful expression, Gui Wu Tsuji finally understood the reason why he didn't want to give her the blood.

Because Yuan Mutsuki...it is impossible to become a ghost.