Tetsuya, please love me again in this life

Looking at Akashi who left, Kagami forcibly resisted the urge to rush forward and grab Akashi to ask for clarification, but Seirin Shino was by his side, if he knew Kuroko's whereabouts, he would definitely not let him go, so he had to watch Akashi leave.

"Heizi, until I have enough strength to regain the throne for you, you should stay in Luoshan." The single-celled Vulcan rarely used his brain to think about the problem, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to search for Heizi, and felt a little relieved in his heart.

"Thank you Luoshan for your generosity." Cheng Lin's new king interrupted Vulcan's thoughts, "I will go back to China first, and then send someone else to escort the weapons." The decision of Cheng Lin's new king surprised Vulcan very much. Why didn't he just escort him back to the country when he came to Luoshan, instead of sending someone else from the country.

"Big me, tell Aida to send someone here." The new King Seirin turned to Vulcan. "Why not directly escorted back to the country?" Vulcan asked the question in his heart. "I heard that there are a large number of robbers in the desert at the junction of the two countries. Do you want me, the king of the country, to risk myself?" The new king Cheng Lin ignored Vulcan and turned to enjoy the singing and dancing in the audience.

"If it was Heizi, he would definitely make a different decision." Vulcan secretly compared him with Heizi in his heart, knowing that although the new king had great ambitions, he was always afraid of death, so he no longer refuted, turned around and walked out of the hall, and returned to the palace. Go to the residence, take out the pigeon in the cage, and send a message to the country.

Returning to the palace where Akashi lived, Heizi sat at the desk, thinking about the person he had just seen, he always felt very familiar, but no matter how he thought about it, his mind was blank, the beginning of his memory was after coming here, "Why did Akashi-kun hide it?" Heizi was puzzled.

"The person I saw just now, since he didn't wear the Luoshan military uniform, is probably a member of the Seirin Mission." Heizi made up his mind, got up and walked quietly outside the door, relying on his weak sense of existence, relaxed Dodging the female officials who were busy walking through the palace, Heizi walked out of the palace smoothly.

Along the way, he inquired about the residence of the Seirin Mission, and soon Heizi stood in the annex where the Seirin Mission stayed.Looking up at the milky white building in front of him, he yearned for the truth and feared the cruelty of revealing the truth, Heizi hesitated in his heart.

"Kuroko!" Vulcan went out to release the carrier pigeons, thinking about Kuroko, the complex feeling in his heart was indescribable, the impulse to question Akashi Seijuro, the rationality of not wanting to put Kuroko in danger, tormented Vulcan's simple nerves .He never wanted to look up, but saw the thin figure that he had been thinking about for three years standing in front of him.

"Heizi!" Running to Heizi's side, standing still, suppressing his urge to embrace the light blue thin figure in his arms, Vulcan's voice trembled slightly. "I have something to ask your Excellency." Heizi's polite diplomatic words instantly suppressed the impulse in Vulcan's heart.

"You ask." Vulcan already guessed in his heart. "Who am I?" Heizi stared at Vulcan, who was much taller than him, with complicated emotions in his eyes.Instead, the expression in Heizi's eyes made Vulcan calm down, thinking about how to tell the truth without hurting Heizi. "Let's find a place to talk." Vulcan turned and walked towards the garden in front of the annex.

Heizi obediently followed behind Vulcan, looking at Vulcan's tall figure and broad back, for an instant, a fuzzy image appeared in Heizi's mind. Although the fleeting image was blurred, Heizi caught some Something, an opportunity to open the door of blank memory.

"Here you are." Vulcan pulled out the sword from his waist and threw it to Heizi, while he slowly pulled out the ribs from his waist. "This is?" Heizi grabbed the Taidao thrown by Vulcan, and Heizi adjusted the posture of holding the knife reflexively. The new number in his brain flashed like a weak current, "This familiar feeling..." Heizi looked down at himself The hand holding the knife.

"Heizi, you have no memory, but your body will not betray you." Seeing Heizi's reaction, Vulcan raised his forked eyebrows in satisfaction, raised his rib in his hand, and Vulcan rushed towards Heizi.

Heizi was taken aback by Vulcan's sudden attack, and then reacted. He raised the Taidao with his right hand, and held the flat blade with his left hand to block Vulcan's attack. "Hey, the reaction is still so sensitive." Vulcan smiled and exerted strength in his hands, making the offensive even fiercer.

Under the pressure of the sword in his hand, Heizi's wrist trembled slightly, he gave up frontal resistance, and instead focused on dodging, supplemented by looking for opportunities to attack.The two fought back and forth for a quarter of an hour, and Heizi gradually lost his strength, sweat slid down his fair cheeks, the hand holding the knife kept shaking, and his legs felt weak.

"Heizi, do you want to take a break?" Vulcan asked with concern after noticing Heizi's situation keenly. "Yeah." Heizi held the Taidao in his hand, walked to the stone bench beside him, sat down, and collected his breath.

After waiting for his disordered breathing to calm down slightly, Heizi picked up the Taidao and carefully looked at the posture of holding the Taidao. For the past three years, the training he received in the Tonghuang Training Camp was only to strengthen his physical fitness and familiarize himself with various firearms. After practicing swordsmanship, he was actually able to use sword moves proficiently.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency." Heizi turned his head to look at Vulcan sitting on the stone bench with his legs spread wide, "I..." "Heizi, my name is Vulcan." Vulcan was in a good mood, the corners of his lips were split, his face Always kept a bright smile.

"Vulcan Lord knows me, right?" Heizi looked at Vulcan with a bright smile on his face, in a good mood. "Well, I am the son of the Great General Seirin, and you are our prince Seirin." Thinking of the accident, Vulcan put away his smile.

Heizi didn't know whether to believe the unexpected answer, his mind was full of thoughts, and there was a tranquility in his clear eyes. "Heizi, do you have a slave mark on your lower back?" Vulcan understood the thoughts in Heizi's mind at this time, and he must have never believed what he said.

"Yes." Heizi nodded slightly, "Indeed there is." "You still have a sword with a red blade, right?" Vulcan continued to ask. "Sword?" Heizi was greatly surprised, "I haven't had one since I can remember."

"This saber is now hanging on Akashi Seijuro's waist." Fire God threw out a cruel answer, "Of course, it is reasonable for him to take it back, after all, he gave it to you personally."

Hearing Vulcan's words, the light blue pupils instantly enlarged, and the indifferent tranquility faded away, leaving only shock. The singing of the birds in the garden gradually faded away, and there was silence, and Heizi remained motionless. "Hey! Heizi!" Seeing Heizi's expression, Vulcan felt bad, got up and grabbed Heizi's shoulder and shook violently.

Birdsong came from far to near, gradually becoming clearer, and Heizi came back to his senses. "How?" Heizi murmured, "Why did Akashi-kun do this?" "Who knows." Vulcan smacked his mouth, Akashi, a person of fire, has never seen through it, "But no matter what, I won't let him hurt you."

"Kuroko, come back to Seirin with me." Fire God looked at Kuroko's light blue eyes with no focus, "I will help you take back the throne." "Vulcan-kun, thank you, even though I am Prince Seirin I can't go back to Seirin either." Kuroko stood up and staggered towards the palace where Akashi lived.

"Hey! Heizi!" Vulcan stood up and wanted to catch up with Heizi, but he saw the new king Cheng Rin coming from a distance surrounded by the crowd. He was shocked and turned to meet the new king Cheng Rin, reported the affairs, and held back Seirin Xinwang's footsteps, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and he didn't feel relieved until Heizi's figure disappeared behind the garden bushes.

"Since I am Prince Seirin, why would I be branded as a slave, why would I lose my memory, and why would I be bought back by Akashi-kun?" Heizi's doubts grew deeper and deeper, thinking of the name Akashi gave himself, "Akashi-kun He has always known my identity." With more and more questions tangled in his heart, Heizi slowly walked back to the palace.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, Kuroko sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about getting along with Akashi. Although he was sent to the Tonghuang military camp immediately after meeting for the first time, he hadn't seen each other for three years, and was brought back until yesterday, but Kuroko could still feel it. Seeing Akashi's ambiguous attitude towards himself, and this ambiguity doubled his trust in Akashi in his heart, and even made his words more violent.

Waking up in the middle of the night, Akashi hugged himself tightly, his face pressed against his neck, and the appearance of sleeping peacefully deepened his different thoughts in Akashi's heart. "But why did Akashi-kun hide my identity?" The more Heizi thought about it, the more confused he became.

With a restless heart and the feeling that days are like years, it was not until late at night that the sound of footsteps and the sounds of the female officials saluting from the corridor outside the door sounded. Kuroko knew that Akashi had returned, but he didn't know how to face it.

After making some plans in his mind, Heizi lifted the quilt, lay down, and closed his eyes tightly.Pushing open the door of the bedroom, walking to the bed, looking at Kuroko in military uniform with closed eyes, "Tetsuya, would you rather pretend to be asleep and hide from me?" Akashi's eyes showed complicated emotions as he stroked Kuroko's hair.

Hearing Akashi's question, Kuroko had no choice but to open his eyes, sit up, staring at Akashi with big light blue eyes, "Akashi-kun." Kuroko opened his mouth but didn't know where to ask.

"Tetsu also wants to ask about his identity?" Akashi sat next to Kuroko, "It's not my intention to conceal Tetsuya's identity, because I have no memory related to Tetsuya." Hearing this, Kuroko's eyes were filled with shock.

Akashi took off the sword around his waist, took Heizi's hand, and put it into Heizi's hand: "I asked my father, this sword was given to you in the Seirin Palace when I was eight years old, but I don't have any memory. I can remember things well, but I don’t have the memory of this event.” Heizi held the sword tightly, feeling the harmony and familiarity of holding the hilt.

"And, Tetsuya, my memory is the same as yours. It starts with the flying black butterflies and the dazzling white light." Akashi paused slightly, "Your existence should provide some clues to unravel these phenomena, so I request Father concealed your identity and left you behind."

"A coup broke out in Seirin's country, the prince murdered his father and usurped the throne, and you lived among the people. After half a year, you escaped from the pursuit of the new king and appeared near the Luoshan Palace. What does Tetsu think about such an unreasonable thing?" Akashi stared at Heizi, seeing Heizi's mood gradually calmed down, and he just told Heizi the fact of usurping the throne.

Heizi remained silent. Indeed, with his own strength, even if he escaped the pursuit of the new king, he would not be able to cross the vast desert alone. "Tetsuya, if you want to go back to Seirin, I can arrange for you to go back with Kagami Taiga." Akashi stood in front of Kuroko, brushing away the hair on Kuroko's forehead.

"Akashi-kun." An unexpected answer, looking up at Akashi, Kuroko's eyes were full of shock.

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