There is really a problem with raising cubs in the Shura field

Luyuan Temple is also known as Kinkakuji Temple. There is a pine tree planted by General Ashikaga himself in the north of the abbot. What is the shadow of a monster.

The young man was standing under the tree, wearing a plain white kimono, carrying a folding fan, and his long hair hanging around his waist, giving people a feeling of passing through time.

"You came?"

Kamo Kenche turned his head and smiled at her, and glanced behind her: "He really came here alone."

"Your Excellency has an appointment, how could Lian not come?"

Her voice was very soft, she turned her head to look at the tall Golden Pavilion, her face was a little melancholy: "My brothers told me that my lord will study with them the bondage between Lian and you."

"It's happening, but it's not progressing much."

Kamo Kenche looked at her: "Over the years, Wujo has also been studied, right? No matter how strong it is, everyone is equal in front of the restraint. What kind of consequences will there be for defying the restraint? No one has ever had the opportunity to leave such a record."

"I want to be the first," he said.

The girl stood there silent for a while without making a sound, Kamo Kenche smiled.

"It's none of your business."

He approached a little closer, and took her to watch Jinghu Pool together: "The big deal is just a life that no one cares about, I'm a dying person after all.

Your younger brothers have been full of encouragement in their words these days:

To be the first in the magic world, in this world, my trip is not in vain, right? "

She looked over blankly. In the darkness, Kamo Kenche couldn't see her expression clearly. She was never a shy person, and she was always generous and natural. At this time, words of comfort and dissuasion were at her fingertips. She was able to remain silent until now, thinking about it It's really disturbing to the extreme.

Instead, there was infinite pity in her heart, because of her rare clumsiness.

"At this time, I don't know how to say something nice to coax me. What if I regret it?"

She was still silent, and it took a long time before she spoke, her voice trembling: "My lord..."

"Huh?" He stopped, approached her by the dim light, and looked down into her eyes: "I wanted to ask a long time ago, why don't you call me that?"

Just because of that squirrel?

At that time, she raised a squirrel, Zenyuan Naoya didn't like animals to attract her attention, so she let it go when she was not prepared.

Kamo Kenche was also present at that time, and the two young masters didn't feel that there was anything wrong with doing so. He watched the squirrel go away in silence, without reminding Shikano Ren outside.

Just like Gojo Satoru broke the teacup, after she came back, the smile on her face paused for a while, she looked around suspiciously, and found that the squirrel was gone, and she didn't look angry, she just lowered her head and took out Tea caddy, ask them if they want tea.

So no one took this matter seriously. It was not until a long time later, when he realized that she no longer called his name, that Kamo Kenche found this trivial matter from his long-term memories.

It is absolutely impossible for him to apologize for a squirrel. Even this question was not willing to ask with a little bow until today.

She looked at him, and said sincerely and respectfully, "You were ignorant when you were young, but later on you realized that your tone of voice was too presumptuous. It would damage your dignity if others heard it."

"Really." Kamo Kenche was not sure about her guess, after all, she didn't show any dissatisfaction at that time, and the change of attitude happened slowly and naturally, and no one could find any reason.

But in his life, there was only one wrong thing he did to her.

"I've been dreaming these days, when we first came here."

It was also summer, and it was their first night outing. The girl's eyes were full of curiosity, and she held up the hem of the kimono. Because she couldn't see the road under her feet, she almost tripped over a stone and wanted to hold his hand in panic.

At that time, he just needed her medicine by his side because he was emotionally unstable. He not only found her troublesome, but even an eyesore.

So he quickly dodged sideways and looked at her coldly: "Go by yourself."

She followed slowly, and then she really fell down. The girl looked at him, under the dim orange light of the lantern, she looked like a deer that strayed into the world, and was knocked down, so she sat on the ground blankly , not resentful, nor angry, just sat there calmly.

"Come on," he said.

"My foot hurts." She bent her knees, her voice was soft and gentle, with a little dependence: "Enlightenment said, if it hurts, wait for him at the same place."

"Oh?" The seven or eight-year-old boy always had self-esteem that he didn't even realize. He coughed a few times and smiled contemptuously.

"You are here with me now."

He walked over: "He won't come."

So she looked at him, as if she understood something, and smiled at him, just like he had seen before, she gave Gojo Satoru the same smile:

"Then you come and hold me, okay?"

The boy was silent for a while, then held out his hand to her.

That was the first time he came into contact with people, and it was also the first time he knew that human body temperature could be so warm.

Even in summer, he needed this warmth very much, and he didn't want to let go of it, so the two children snuggled up under the pine tree of Kinkakuji Temple until dawn.

I don't know when, that kind of smile became Gojo Satoru's exclusive property.

"Tell me, what was the monk thinking when he set fire to the Kinkakuji Temple?"

Kamo Kenche looked up at the tall relic hall: "When I first came here, I hated that monk very much. I hated him for making me unable to see the original appearance. But every time I come here after that, I can understand him better. one cent."

"The beauty across the clouds is too far away. I am distorted and dark. Standing in such a pure white temple, I am ashamed of myself and hated because of love, so I simply turn it into something like myself-dirty and ruined. unbearable filth."

She listened silently, and Kamo Kenche held the folding fan and smiled softly: "To be honest, when I invited you over today, I was thinking, if you bring other people, if you don't trust me, then burn them, Turn this place into ashes."

"But even if you come alone..."

He lowered his head, and their cheeks almost collided. When the waves in her heart were about to surge out, she raised her head slightly to look at him, and her lips brushed against his chin.

A soft, trance-like touch came.

"If even you can't be trusted." She tugged on his sleeve, her tone was lost and panicked: "Under that day, is there anyone you can trust?"

The young man coughed violently, and put his handkerchief against his lips. He didn't know if he was laughing, or he made a breathy sound because of his discomfort: "Yes... I can't bear to call you so pitiful."

He stretched out his hand towards her, with some scarlet cheeks: "There is a shooting range not far away, I will lead you along."

Kinkakuji was slowly left behind and turned into a small and pitch-black figure. The boy led her to the shooting range and stuffed a bow into her hand.

Putting his hand on it, his body temperature was very cold, as cold as ice.

"It's the first time the Zen Academy bullied you with a bow, so I want to teach you like this."

He took her hard, slowly opened the bow, and the voice was above her head: "If there is a next life, I want to be a child of an ordinary family, live in an ordinary town house, eat ice in summer, and play in winter." Xue, I can see you often."

The bow was shot, and she didn't know where it hit. She looked up at him, and the boy looked at the dark distance, his expression was difficult to distinguish.

"Tell me, the moment the bow flew out, what was it thinking?"

"Today's moon is so beautiful." Kamo Kenche strangled her neck with a bow, his voice trembling: "Let's die together, shall we?"

She looked calm, looked up at him, and gave him a silent and soft smile.

Even though the air was getting thinner and blood was oozing from her neck, her expression was still light, as she looked at him that day before she slept with him under the tree: "If your lord refuses to go back, I will take pity on you."

Not long after, the boy's face turned pale, and his figure became shaky. He let go of her grip and stood stubbornly on the spot, swaying and refusing to fall.

Yao has served the head of the Yusan family for generations, and they want to protect her. This is the bondage engraved in the bones and blood. He violated the bondage first, so he will bear the punishment.

"What you just said is your truth."

Blood was dripping from the corner of his eyes, and he raised his fingers to caress her neck: "Or do you know that I won't kill you, and you pity me, so you say such words to coax me?"

She seemed to be in extreme pain and couldn't stand still, so she knelt down on the ground. The boy looked at her for a while, and for the first time showed his fragile appearance, squatted on the ground, and burrowed into her arms.

Like Zenyuan and Gojo, he also wanted to know what it was like to be hugged by her.

"Today's moon is so beautiful."

He raised his head and asked her, "I'm in pain, do you feel pain?"

There was no response, so he waited for a while, and couldn't help but trembled: "Will you cry?"

The affirmative answer before has become blurred now. Will she cry?If she died for her like this, would her heart shed a tear for him?

The palms were wet and sticky, like human tears.

Kamo Kenche smiled, looked up, but saw her calm expression.

In the night, at such a moment, such peace seems so indifferent, so far away.

It turned out that these tears belonged to him.

He stared intently at her face, trying to find a trace of the touch he wanted to see.

But no, everything that moved his heart, fascinated him, reminded him at night, and refused to forget, she refused to give him again until she died.

Maybe it was just the one squirrel that was let go, just one squirrel.

"what!"

The boy couldn't help laughing out loud.

"My whole life..."

She seemed to be frightened by him, her shoulders trembled, she looked down at him, and finally some waves appeared in her eyes.

When he looked at her like this, he didn't feel any resentment in his heart, it was just love, pure affection...

His sweetheart should have a luxurious dress, everything she deserves, but there shouldn't be lice growing on it.

He lightly clasped the back of her head, and kissed her with all his strength as he had imagined thousands of times before.

She didn't hide or respond, she just looked at him with pitiful and soft eyes, puzzled, with pure confusion in her indifference.

At this moment, the girl was like his younger brother. When he was pampered, he was not moved or delighted, but just confused and asked her "why."

Now, she also asked the person in front of her, "Why?"

She didn't get a response, and the person in her arms was gradually losing her breath.

His kiss was like a dragonfly touching water, and the young man was like a moth touching a flame, turning into ashes like light spots in an instant.

The girl frowned slightly, and wiped off the blood and tears on his face with her sleeves, her movements were gentle and delicate, as if the one who died in her arms was her cherished lover.

After a while, she looked sideways, and the moon in the sky was still bright, high and far away, not stained with dust.

The footsteps sounded, neither hurried nor slow, very light, with a sense of relaxation and comfort.

"Stop hugging him."

Xiao Douding walked towards her, took off the bandage on her body, and wrapped it around her neck.

"Hold me," he said.