fictional spring

As if I was frightened when I went out that day, I soon became seriously ill, and when I curled up on the soft bed, I sat on the edge of my bed silently.

He did not invite a doctor for me, but conducted the diagnosis and treatment himself.

——This is the first time I know that he also knows medical skills.

The red plum-colored eyes stared at my face, and there was a contemplative look on Wuyou's face. He pursed his thin lips tightly, and the drooping corners of his mouth made the whole face plunged into gloom.

I reached out and touched the back of his hand beside the bed, and suddenly felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

It's like... At some point in the past, I also held his hand like this.

I said to him, "Is my illness... already serious?"

The moment such words blurted out, Wu Mi's eyes darkened a bit, he stared at me silently, his expressionless expression made me feel pity.

Even if I don't know why I have such a thought, I still feel--very pitiful.

Maybe it's pity for yourself, or maybe it's pity for him.

It's just that Wu Mi probably doesn't need this kind of mercy.

He was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Do you want to live?"

Even without thinking, I can give him the answer - yes.

Because Wu Mi told me that we were going to get married.So even though he never mentioned it after I moved into the annex, I still remember it all the time.

"I want to be with Wu Mi."

As he said, be with him for a long time.

Wen Yan Wuyan held my palm, and rubbed the back of my hand with cold and thin fingers. At that moment, too many thoughts seemed to pop up in my mind, and I was too overwhelmed to handle it.

"is it?"

No misfortune asked me this question.

As if doubting something, he held my hand a little tighter, and his facial features had a kind of glamorous beauty under the light.

Even though it is daytime now, he still ordered people to draw all the curtains in the annex, relying on the light from the electric lights in the hall to see things.

This extremely strange approach can make people more sure of his identity - even if the servants never tell us in front of us, I can tell from the way they look at Wu Mi.

That is the sight called "doubt".

And Wu Mi also saw the emotions hidden in their sights.

So when I didn't know what it was, those people disappeared one after another, replaced by some extremely strange faces.

But Wu Mi's expression was still peaceful, and when he saw my puzzled expression, he didn't even have any abnormality in his tone of greeting.

It's as if... that's the kind of person he was.

Even at this time, when we were talking about marriage, when we were already sleeping on the same bed, he was still unwilling to reveal his true self in front of me.

Even he knows by now—I know everything.

Those words that should have been told to me by him have been kept in his heart all the time, and he never revealed them at all.

Even if I am seriously ill, it seems that I will go to bliss at any time.He was still the same as usual and didn't tell me anything.

So I want to ask him, "Why does Wu Mi want to be with me?"

This is a question I had never thought about before.

As if he didn't expect that I would ask such a question, Wu Mi was also taken aback for a moment, and the hand holding my palm became a little loose.

He seemed to be trapped in some kind of memory, so he said slowly, "Because of the curse."

This is the first time I heard this word from him.

"What is a curse?"

He stopped talking, just stared at me with those deep eyes, and after a while he said: "You know."

He said, "No one knows better than you what a mantra is."

This time, I was the one who was stunned. I blinked my eyes, watching the trance and memories flowing in his eyes, and the person holding his hand said "this is a curse" to him.

"What are you crying for?"

With cool fingers, he wiped away the tears that fell on my face at an unknown time, and sat beside me, hugging me who kept crying into her arms.

I don't know why I was crying, but such emotions emerged in an instant, and I couldn't help but shed tears.

I don't know whether Wu Mi will be upset because of my crying. All I know is that because I suddenly started crying, I didn't have the chance to ask the questions I wanted to ask about Tanjiro.

"what have you done?"

Such a question should have been drowned in my tears, but to my own surprise, I actually said it.

——It was an extremely calm voice, as if... I was talking to him calmly.

The excessively abnormal state was reflected in my body, and Ling Wuyan also bowed his head and looked sideways.

"What did what?"

His voice was also calm, as if he couldn't understand what I was saying.

But we all know.

Everything is fake.

He was deliberately asking questions he already knew, and he was also deliberately pretending to know nothing-as if he really did nothing.

But he did too much.

From the smell of blood that occasionally came back from his body, from Tanjiro's roaring anger, and even from the "that adult" in the mouths of Waraji Oiran and Tongmo, people can know that he has done too many things that should not be done .

this is not right.

"Did you kill Tanjirou's family?"

I suddenly asked this question.

The overly blunt and cruel question pushed the atmosphere between Wu Mi and me to a subtle extreme. He stroked my forehead and shoulders, and kissed my eyebrows and eyes when he was silent.

He told me, "You should rest."

It is an undeniable, commanding tone.

But I didn't obey his order, but looked into his eyes and said again: "You killed his family."

This time it's not a question, but an affirmative tone.Because I know that Wu Mi, who avoids this question, is actually acquiescing to the answer.

He did such a thing, so he was hated by others.

The people whose family members were killed by him formed a team to kill the evil spirits, just to eradicate him completely.

It is clear that I have never seen such swordsmen before, but I have a clear understanding of them in my mind, stretching from the long past, it belongs to our past.

A long, long time ago, it seemed that something like this... happened to me.

He is always doing the same cruel and cruel things, bringing disasters to others and at the same time planting the seeds of disaster for himself.

"Wu Mi," I said in his arms, "This is wrong."

I told him, "Don't do this kind of thing again."

But Wu Mi didn't answer me, I knew he heard it, even if my voice was inaudible, with his ear strength he would definitely be able to hear every word I said.

He just... didn't want to say yes.

After tucking me into the quilt, those hands tucked the corners of the quilt for me again, Wucan possessed himself and kissed the center of my brow, and said to me: "This is not something you should care about."

He wanted to act like nothing had happened.

I met his eyes with open eyes, and when our eyes made contact, a fake smile appeared on his face.

Hypocrisy and indifference.

——*——

The person I love is not a human being. This kind of cognition makes me seem to be able to see our future in a trance. For Yu Wujing, he may not be able to explain exactly what kind of existence I am.

Just like the memories that often come to me, if that is really the past that once happened, then for Yu Wuyan, I am probably the past that will only live in his heart forever.

And the past will be forgotten.

My condition is good and sometimes bad. When my physical condition is a little better, Wu Mi will take me out on a windless night to relax, but once I stay in bed for a long time, I will feel that nothing is interesting.

While watching the expensive and novelty gifts he bought for me, I just looked at them without saying a word, and I couldn't comment.

At such times, the originally cheerful look on Wu Mi's face would be replaced by a deep gloom, the red plum-colored pupils were fixed on my face, and the voice was suppressed.

"Don't like it?"

Wu Mi who asked me like this, in fact, I am afraid that what I care about is not my attitude towards those gifts.

All he cares about is how I treat him.

It was only when I realized this that I realized that I hadn't smiled from the bottom of my heart for a long time, even when I was facing Wu Mi, no matter what he took me to or bought me, in With gentle and soft words spoken in front of me, I couldn't even smile halfway.

——There is nothing to be happy about.

There is no qualification for happiness.

Such thoughts surfaced in my heart.It reached its peak when Wu Mi said to me to make me smile.

I showed a smile uglier than crying.

Such an expression probably made him angry, Wu Mi raised his hand and swept away the decorated vase with a gloomy face, went out without saying a word, and didn't come back after several days.

I shouldn't be doing this.

What is the right way to do it, I don't even know myself.

Until a long time later, Wu Mi who came back one day suddenly told me: "Fau Ji is dead."

When he said this, his tone was very calm, as if he was talking about an insignificant thing, and it was like the tone he had when he bought me a gift a long time ago, and wanted me to give some reaction.

Fallen Ji is Fern Ji Oiran.

I paused, and answered, "That's right."

It was also like hearing a trivial thing.

But Wu Mi didn't like my reaction, and he didn't like my attitude when I said this. The darkness between his brows and eyes made him pull my arm and drag me up from the chair.

"Aren't you happy?"

He pinched my neck and asked me, slowly closing his fingers.

"Muzuki," the low, snake-like voice lingered in my ears, "Aren't you happy that your most hated 'ghost' has died?"

I never said anything like that.

I never knew why Wu Mi had such thoughts, all I knew was his gloomy expression when he came to me with this news.

I didn't speak, forced to lift my chin as his fingers slowly closed.

At this time, I should actually say something, but another cognition prevented me from speaking—Wu Mi would not listen to me.

He will not listen to anyone's advice, nor will he change his mind for anyone.

So I didn't say anything, let him pinch the red marks on my neck, let go of his hand and gently stroked those marks made by himself.

"Does it hurt?"

The tone of questioning me could even be called full of pity, Wu Mi's voice was low and hoarse, his lips kissed my neck with coolness, and his sharp teeth pressed against the skin, as if he was going to treat me as my own in the next second. food.

But he didn't.

He just nibbled my skin lightly without even leaving a tooth mark.

I found the anti-swelling medicine from the medicine box at home, and applied the ointment all over my neck. At this time, Wu Mi looked back to that gentle and elegant appearance, which contrasted with the appearance that I accidentally made it myself. hurt myself.

On the other hand, he gave me the medicine in a tolerant and loving manner, without blaming me for my carelessness.

At some point, my thoughts flew to a certain place in my memory. I thought that Wu Mi would drive me to bed after taking the medicine, but to my surprise——

"Come somewhere with me."

Wu Mi said such words.

I heard the unusual meaning contained in this sentence, because in the past he would only say to me, "Let me take you out for a walk."

What he is going to take me this time may be some unusual place.

This realization made my heartstrings tense.

And the place Wu Ping took me to arrived did prove the correctness of my thoughts.

It's a place... I don't even know how to describe it.

As if the entire space had been distorted by something, wooden corridors floating upside down intertwined and overlapped in an unimaginable pattern. Theoretically, a floating building that would never appear stood out of thin air, and brought me to such a place in my arms. Miserably, I don't even know how he got in there.

"Mr. Miserable."

The overlapping voices sounded at the same time, and I stared blankly in the direction of those voices, and what I saw were strange people in different costumes.

Or to be more precise, it is "ghosts" in different costumes.

A being with six eyes would not be a human being anyway.

And among those "ghosts", I also saw a familiar existence.

The ghost holding a golden iron fan in his hand has the Chinese characters "Shangxian" and "Two" engraved in his eyes, and this is something I couldn't see when I saw him before.

"It's Mutsuki, I didn't expect to see you here~"

It was clear that we were far apart, but he was still smiling and waving to me. When Wu Mi frowned and looked at him with displeasure, he restrained his lively appearance and sat cross-legged .

It's just that the smile on his face is still extremely bright.

"Original... Mutsuki."

As soon as Tong Mo finished speaking, another voice rang out, and the "ghost" swordsman with six eyes fell on me in an instant, as if he saw something unbelievable .

It's like they know me too.

This kind of cognition made me subconsciously look at Wu Mi around me. On the one hand, I didn’t understand the reason why he brought me here, and on the other hand...it was the first time he told me so bluntly and unabashedly with his actions.

Oni Wu Tsuji has no misery, it is a "ghost".

Suddenly realizing something, I unconsciously tightened my grip on his embrace.

"The six siblings of Shangxian were killed."

While hugging me tightly, Wu Mi also opened his mouth.

His voice spread in this special space, and a woman sitting in a room behind us was holding a pipa, her long black hair covering her entire face.

She just fiddled with the pipa, and the space changed, and the strangely shaped "ghosts" who were originally scattered everywhere suddenly shortened the distance between each other.

The eyes that fell on me made me turn my head away, looking at Wu Mi's collar, I couldn't say a word.

Not afraid.

I was not afraid of those ghosts, nor was I afraid of Wu Mi.

I just... suddenly realized something.

In front of those wounded ghosts who said that Luo Ji was dead, what would he say next?

I suddenly realized what he was about to say.

"Kill those ghost-killing team members who are in the way." Wu Mi put his palm on my cheek, pressed my head on his chest, and said to those "ghosts": "Since the village of the knife blacksmith has been found Now, let’s get rid of them first.”

He made such a decision in front of me.

I opened my eyes wide and heard every word he said clearly, and I also knew that he was speaking to me on purpose.

——What kind of response do you want to get?I suddenly wanted to ask him such a question.

This is the most cruel and unkind act, but Wu Mi deliberately let me hear his own voice ordering to go down.

What was he thinking when he did such a thing?

I didn't know how to face it anymore, so when he raised my face and lowered his head slightly to ask my opinion, I said to him: "Can my opinion change your mind?"

I shouldn't have said that.

From seeing Wu Mi's expression upon hearing this, I could already understand his answer.

No.

The decisions he makes, whether I approve or disapprove, will not affect his decisions.

So I just need to keep silent.

But neither can I.

"Why did you bring me to this place?"

I asked him why.

Wu Mi suddenly laughed again, and pinned the broken hair that fell on the side of my cheeks to my ears. The back of his hand stroked my cheeks, and his tone was soft and crazy: "Because we will soon be forever."

Wu Mi said this to me.

"When I wipe out the Ghost Killing Squad, when everything is over, we can hold a wedding."

There was a strange look on that handsome face that I had never seen before.

His pupils stood up like snake pupils, and the words he spoke were also soaked in venom.

So I asked him: "When is that day?"

Hearing this kind of question, Wu Mi pressed my forehead and told me that that day would not be too long.

For some reason, I suddenly felt a little sad.

Wu Mi who doesn't know what he is obsessed with, the tone when he said this to me... makes me feel too strange.

The one I love, should it really be like this?

Such doubts occupied my mind in an instant. From my memories and strange memories, I have never found a memory similar to this moment.

Wu Mi, who said this to me in front of the winding ghost, what kind of emotion did he say?

I can not understand.

What I also couldn't understand was that he didn't take me out.

From the mouth of the female ghost holding a pipa, I learned the name of this space - Infinite City.

I was left in the infinite city without misery.

At the same time, I also learned that her name is Naruto.

As if under house arrest, I was imprisoned in a place I didn't know what it was, and sometimes it was Narujo who brought me food, and sometimes it was other ghosts I had never seen before.

Wu Mi has not appeared in front of me for who knows how long.

Just when I thought I was about to be forgotten, the Winding Ghost, who I had no memory of but called out my name the first time I saw me, appeared in front of my eyes.

He was wearing a purple checked feather, with a sword pinned to his waist. He looked like a swordsman, and even had strange markings on his cheeks and neck.

Somehow I knew the cause of those markings.

"Have you ever been a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad?"

When he stared at me with silent eyes, I took the initiative to speak.

The six pairs of eyes are really elusive. They occupy most of the face and at the same time cover up the expression on his face—a ferocious and strange beauty appeared on his body, which made me stop my eyes on his eyes. face.

"……Yes."

He answered my question and fell silent again.

But now he has become a "ghost".

"Why do you want to become a ghost?"

I asked him such questions.

He seemed to be in a trance of memories, in which there was another person, and there was...my existence.

He said to me: "It's as if you have appeared beside Master Wu Mi again."

My heartstrings were tensed by the irresponsible reply, what he said was - "Again".

That is to say, in the past years, I also appeared beside Wu Mi.

"Human life... is short," the six-eyed ghost of the wounded string said to me, "even you... and that person."

I don't understand who "that person" is in his mouth.

But what suddenly appeared in his mind was a pair of very familiar flower earrings.

From the moment I saw the pair of earrings on Tanjiro's father's ear a long time ago, I have a strangely familiar feeling—not only the feeling of seeing them somewhere, but also... I have also The feeling of owning them.

"You, He Yuanyi." He spoke in a hoarse voice, and said a name that made people suddenly enlightened.

"Yuanyi."

I repeated the name.

I think of the original owner of the pair of flower Zha earrings——Jiguo Yuanyi.

And standing in front of me, Onomizuru, who has six eyes and whose appearance is far from human, is Enichi's twin brother.

The name that had been buried for hundreds of years came out of my mouth: "Yan Sheng."

Ji Guoyan Sheng frowned, as if he was loathing something, and at the same time, he seemed to have some strange emotion in his heart. He stared at my face for a long time.

"Black Death Mou."

He said something like this: "That name... doesn't belong to me anymore, I am now... Heishi Mou."

After saying this, he fell into a complicated silence again, as if he deliberately came to see me just to tell me these names.

But I do know, there is just this intuition that tells me—and more than that.

"Can you... still hold a knife?"

This is the reason why Hei Si Mou really came.