Tetsuya, please love me again in this life

"Well, Akashi-kun, what work do I need to do?" Looking up from the window, the night sky was full of stars, it was already late at night, Kuroko gently put down the chess piece in his hand, expressing that he did not want to play any more.

Akashi understood what Kuroko meant, and smiled slightly: "You will be in charge of my daily life from now on." "Arrange me to the military camp for training, just to do these things?" Kuroko was puzzled.

"But Tetsuya has been doing basic training with the recruits for the past three years, hasn't he?" Akashi stood up, took off the sword on his waist, and handed it to Kuroko.

Heizi couldn't refute, and obediently stretched out his hand to take the saber. Heizi shuddered, holding the saber in his hand, feeling the pattern on the scabbard, a familiar feeling arose spontaneously, as if his palm was where the saber should exist , to fill the emptiness I felt.

"Put it where it should be." Looking at Kuroko's reaction, Akashi further confirmed that Kuroko's memory was disconnected before he was picked up by him. From Seirin's coup to picking up Kuroko, there was only half a year in between , Heizi alone cannot cross the vast desert between Luoshan and Seirin alone.

"Surrounded by black butterflies, white light flashes, we have the same fate, what kind of connection is there between us?" Looking at Kuroko's back, Akashi remembered what Kuroko said.

Heizi held the saber in his hand, and was about to find a place to put it, but looked around but didn't know where to put it, "Akashi-kun, sword stand..." Heizi summoned up his courage and asked Akashi.

"Sword stand? Oh, you mean the wooden shelf for holding the sword?" Akashi walked to Kuroko, took the sword, and hung it on the carved wall, "I usually put it here. "

"Mr. Akashi, the sword should be placed on the sword stand. This is the samurai's respect for the sword." There was a bit of a lesson in Heizi's tone. "Oh? Then Tetsu also told me, what does the sword stand look like?" Akashi's eyes appeared joking.

"The sword stand is..." Heizi paused, he didn't have the slightest impression of the appearance of the sword stand, and his big light blue eyes were confused.Akashi looked at the confusion in Heizi's eyes with satisfaction, "Tetsuya, it's getting late, go to bed early."

"Well, then I'll go to rest first." Heizi spoke softly, and before turning around, he did not forget to raise his hand and give a military salute. "Tetsuya, do you know where you live?" Akashi became playful. "Well, I don't know." Heizi turned around, tilted his head for a little thought, and answered honestly, "If there is no room, it's okay to make do with the corridor for the night."

Hearing Heizi's answer, Akashi's heart softened, and he blurted out: "You live with me." "Huh?" Heizi was taken aback. "Damn, what am I talking about." Akashi regretted his slip of the tongue in his heart, but the words had already been spoken and could not be changed, so he could only put on a majestic look on his face: "I said you live with me."

"Yes!" Heizi put his feet together, raised his chest and raised his hands, and gave a military salute to Akashi.

Lying side by side on the bed with Akashi, Kuroko secretly squinted at Akashi who was lying next to him, his body was stiff, and he couldn't understand the situation in front of him at all. Although he tried his best to sort out the situation in front of him, his body was already very tired from the training during the day, and he played chess with Akashi until late at night , Heizi's eyes gradually became heavy, and he fell into sleep.

Opening his eyes, Akashi sat up, looked at Kuroko who was sleeping peacefully with his eyes lightly closed, stretched out his hand to caress the soft light blue short hair, the touch was as expected comfortable and familiar, the warmth in his heart was like ripples in the water, "This familiarity The feeling of love always prompts me to act against my will and identity. Tetsuya, what kind of bond do we have?"

Mumbling, Heizi turned over, kicked the quilt to the ground, grabbed the pillow and hugged it in his arms.Seeing Kuroko's actions, Akashi smiled.Lying down, seeing Kuroko facing the back of his head, Akashi hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand to embrace Kuroko and the pillow that Kuroko was holding into his arms. The mint fragrance at the tip of his nose made Akashi feel peaceful in his heart.

The feeling of softness and fullness in his arms was so familiar that Akashi had the illusion that he had become a habit of sleeping with Kuroko in his arms, "Good night, Tetsuya." After saying good night softly, Akashi closed his eyes.

The boy with light blue short hair lay quietly under the white sheet, lifeless, his pale face reflected the white sheet, bloodless.The chapped lips lost their cherry color and were tightly closed. Beside him, the ECG monitor was drawn into a straight line.

"Akashi, Kuroko is dead." Pushing open the door, Midorima Shintaro patted Akashi on the shoulder. "Zhe Ye." Stretching out his hand to caress his pale cheek, the domineering emperor shed tears.

"Tetsuya." Akashi murmured, tightening the arms that bound Kuroko, opened his eyes, looked at Kuroko sleeping peacefully in his arms, Akashi was relieved: "So this is just a dream."

Under the night, a large group of people shuttled among the sand dunes, orderly and quiet, only the sound of footsteps rubbing against the yellow sand was heard, which showed that the team was well-trained.Ahead, a small oasis gradually appeared in the night, and the tent was lit with dim lights.Seeing the lights in the distance, although no one made a sound, the speed increased by coincidence, showing the joy and longing of people who walk at night.

Opening the tent in the middle, a black-haired, black-eyed man with a gloomy face was sitting at the table with his legs crossed, drinking a glass of fine wine. When he saw the door curtain was lifted, he squinted at him and said, "Haisaki, Is there any gain?"

"The harvest is not small, and the gold coins I got back can buy enough muskets to equip a small team." The tall man called Huizaki sat in front of the simple low table with his legs apart, grabbed the bottle on the table, and sipped. With wine.

"Are any brothers injured?" The black-haired man's tone was low and cold. "Injured? Just relying on the cold weapons of Seirin's guards?" Haizaki sneered, "I don't know what Seirin's old guys are thinking, and now they are still relying on long swords and spears."

"I heard that I plan to buy a batch of firearms and artillery from Luoshan recently, and I plan to take them." The black-haired man's eyes suddenly darkened, "Haisaki, you will sneak into the capital of Seirin tomorrow and ask for information, Kentaro Will accept you."

"Hey, I said Hanamiya, didn't that old guy Aida give you a slave a few years ago, let you bring out Seirin, and pay you a lot of money? We can use this money to buy a few cannons, and return You can buy a few more good guns." Haizaki dropped the bottle, his eyes sparkling.

"I have other uses for that money." Hua Gong said coldly.Haizaki saw that Hanamiya didn't intend to explain in detail, so he had to change the subject: "What is the identity of that little slave with short light blue hair? He is so valuable. That kid has delicate skin and tender flesh, especially those blue eyes , so beautiful, I wanted to eat him several times along the way..."

"Huh!" Hanamiya snorted softly, stood up and walked towards the simple bed, and issued a eviction order: "You should go, I will sell a group of slaves to Luoshan tomorrow." Haizaki watched Hanamiya lay down on the bed With my eyes closed, I had no choice but to get out of the tent and walk to my own residence.

With eyes closed, listening to the sound of strong wind mixed with gravel and sand hitting the tent, Huagong couldn't help thinking of the small town with beautiful mountains and clear waters and warm seasons.

"Go away! You little beggar that no one wants!" A group of children drove away the skinny boy with black hair and black eyes.The boy bit his lips tightly, his big black eyes were full of stubbornness, and he didn't move a step.

"Hua Gong, please don't stand in front of my house, it will dirty my place!" The child in a fancy dress drove Hua Gong away with a wooden stick, "My mother said that your family is the filthiest in the whole town."

Listening to the child's words, Huagong's mind came up with the mother's debauched appearance when she was waiting for guests at home, she felt sick in her heart, but the expression on her face became more stubborn, her teeth were clenched on her lips, and she said nothing.

"I tell you to go away! You bastard!" The young man in a fancy dress was anxious, swearing obscenely.Hua Gong's face became more and more ugly, he stretched out his hand to grab the wooden stick that slapped and drove him away, exerted force with his hand, and easily dragged the weak young master to eat shit.

"You...you hit me." The young master was covered in dust, got up and cried, "You beat him to death." A group of children swarmed up, their fists rained down on Hua Gong, holding back his body Pain, Hua Gong said nothing.

"Hey! Stop it!" The tall boy with brown hair and thick eyebrows rushed over. "Run, Muji is here." Looking up at Muji, everyone hurriedly left Huagong and dispersed.

"Hey, are you okay?" Muji squatted down, looking at Huagong with a bruised face, with a concerned expression on his face. "Don't worry about it." Huagong patted Muji's hand away from him. "Get up." Huagong's attitude did not affect Muji, and with a big hand, he easily lifted Huagong from the ground.

"Father told me, let me help you a lot." Muji looked at Huagong covered in dust, smiled gently, stretched out his hand to help Huagong organize the tattered clothes on his body, and pulled the clothes crawling on the belly button, Muji finished laughing Eyes: "Hua Gong, you have grown taller again, and this dress is short, why don't you go to my house to get some clothes I've worn?"

Without saying a word, Huagong shook off Muji's hand, raised her foot to leave, but the severe pain from her knee made Huagong unsteady and fell to her knees.

"Did you hurt your foot?" Muji looked at Huagong's leg with concern, "Well, it's not a serious injury, I'll carry you on my back." Kneeling down, Muji grabbed Huagong's hand and put it on his shoulder without any effort Carrying Huagong on his back, and reaching out to support Huagong's buttocks, Muji walked towards his home with big strides.

Although there are 1 reluctances, considering the current situation, Huagong had no choice but to obediently let Muji carry it on his back, lying on Muji's broad back, with his chin resting on Muji's shoulder, Huagong restrained his teeth and claws, with black eyes Closed slightly, a warm current surged in my heart.

Behind the orange clouds, the setting sun radiates soft light, elongating the shadows cast on the ground.

"Muji." Looking at the top of the tent, murmuring the memory of the tall boy who always had a soft and hearty smile, Hua Gong swept away the gloom on his face, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled.

The author has something to say:

Watching the Black Basket seiyuu meeting last night, Tetsuya asked in a teary voice, "Apart from victory, do you have anything else in mind?" The captain replied: "No." Awow! !I almost cry! !So, today I coded a fairly sweet plot.