save the lost girl

In the pure white ward, the bed curtains have been drawn, covering the evening orange sunlight, the room is dark, Yukimura Seiichi sits quietly on the hospital bed, his expression cannot be seen clearly in the darkness, there is an obscure silence Suddenly, there was a faint self-deprecating laugh.

"What..." The boy's original clear voice was slightly hoarse, "What is this..."

——"Yukimura-kun, Seimei's last obsession is about to disappear." Said the girl Yukimura Seiichi once liked lightly, and handed Yukimura Seiichi an amulet very similar to the previous one, " You hold this amulet. During the operation, it will block the invasion of evil spirits. When you wake up again, you will be just yourself, those feelings that do not belong to you or something else... You don't need to care about it. Everything will return to its original state."

"What about you?" The blue-purple eyes tightly locked on the future.

Mirai, who had already stood up and prepared to leave with California Qingguang, was taken aback for a moment. California Qingguang felt a slight tremor in the hand he was holding.

After a long time, the future smiled and said, "Of course I'm going where I should go." But, it will never be here.

Recalling the girl's parting gesture, Yukimura Seiichi pursed his lips indifferently.

"I am who I am, even those feelings..." The blue-purple eyes in the darkness were astonishingly bright, "I will not deny that I once liked you, Mirai Sakai."

Yukimura Seiichi lowered his head, his purple hair fell down to cover his eyes, and he tightly clenched the Omoru in his hand.

Even if you don't admit it yourself, Yukimura Seichi will admit that Mirai Sakai once existed.

I don’t know when a few light wild lilies bloomed quietly under the hospital, swaying in the breeze, the clear and light fragrance is almost inaudible, and the milky white umbrella-shaped petals sway up and down, as if saying goodbye.

The flower language of wild lily is happiness forever.

The sky gradually darkened, pedestrians hurried on the street, the orange-red sky was burning like a rising red flame at the end of the sky, and then gradually fell silent.

"Hey, master, we have an appointment to be together forever!" California Qingguang suddenly stopped, grabbed Future's hand, and looked at her seriously with red eyes.

Future was taken aback, and he blinked his eyes helplessly: "Why did Qing Guang say this all of a sudden?"

"Hey, master, can we make an agreement?" California Qingguang didn't answer the future, but just looked at her stubbornly, with a coquettish tone, but an unquestionable tone.

"Hey, I really lost to you." Looking at California Qingguang for a long time in the future, she was finally defeated by his firm eyes, and a faint strangeness flashed in her black pupils, she said helplessly, "Okay, okay. "

Future suddenly let go of California Qingguang's hand, trot forward two steps, turned around and smiled at California Qingguang, and stretched out a hand to California Qingguang: "Hey, Qingguang, would you like to walk with me?"

California Qingguang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Mirai to do this suddenly, and then he was overwhelmed with joy. He smiled, took a step forward, held Mirai and stretched out his hand: "Since we have made an appointment, we can't miss it!"

——If possible, I would like time to stand still at this moment.

In this world where time never stops, everything moves forward with time, except for the future, she stays in the past, present, and future time, she exists in any time and does not exist in any time.

No matter how much she wants time to stand still, time will only go forward—following the doomed fate.

Kanto Tournament Final.

Yukimura Seiichi was already lying in the operating room, tightly clutching the very delicate and beautiful amulet in his hand. Although his family was very puzzled by his approach, they agreed to his small willful request.

The teammates who arrived were waiting outside the operating room.

Kirihara Chiya suddenly saw a bouquet of irises with dew on the side of the operating room. He walked over to have a look, and asked strangely: "How can there be irises in this season? And it says 'For Yukimura' Jingshi 'yeah, who gave it to the minister?"

"Oh, what time is this, Akaya, you still pay attention to this." Fumta Marui leaned against the wall, rolled his eyes, and said.

The light on the operating room jumped from red to green, and the teenagers outside the door straightened up in an instant, even Kirihara Chi didn't pay attention to the bouquet of flowers.

The teenagers who followed Yukimura Seiichi's hospital bed all the way back to the ward did not see that the bouquet of irises lying quietly on the ground gradually became transparent, weathered in the air, and turned into a little bit of purple that ordinary people cannot see. The spot of light chased after him and merged into Yukimura Seiichi's body.

"Qingguang, let's go." After feeling that the last trace of connection with this world was also broken, Future smiled.

Goodbye, Seimei.

California Qingguang stepped into time and space together with the future, and at the end the swaying skirt also disappeared in the space-time tunnel. The whole world was distorted for a moment. After the future left, the laws of the world modified the existence of the world again.Everything, as if never changed.

Tokyo International Airport.

The mature and beautiful woman dragged her suitcase onto the plane and just found a place to sit down when she felt a strange feeling like water waves passing by. She stopped putting her bag, her black eyes suddenly became hollow, and she unconsciously raised her hand Pressing my heart, that place seemed to be missing a hole, empty, as if something had been lost.

"Why are you crying so sadly, lady? What can Ido for you? Ma'am, why are you crying? Do you need my help?)" The flight attendant who was waiting on the plane saw the situation here and came over and asked. "No, thank you. Ievendon'tfindI'mcryingifyoudon'taskme. (No, thank you. Did I cry?)" The woman looked over blankly, and saw herself crying in the eyes of the flight attendant.

"Why do Icry....? Idon't know....I just feel that Ihavelost something, someseems very significant tome... (why do I cry?... I don't know, I just feel like I lost something that was so important to me What...)" Tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably, but she couldn't explain why.

Because the hostess left again, the nanny who came to clean the house opened the door and saw the most eye-catching peach blossom tree in the yard. The peach blossoms on it that had not withered for two years had fallen.

The nanny was very surprised, and said regretfully: "Thank you, it has been open for the past two years, but that's right, this season is not when the peach blossoms are blooming." She shook her head and didn't pay attention.

The withered peach blossoms on the ground lay silently, silently.

The noble boy standing on the balcony leaning against the wall held a glass of red wine and took a sip. He quietly looked at the brightly blooming rose garden facing the balcony, but inexplicably thought of the man who was always dressed in deep red. woman.Thinking of something, her purple eyes darkened.

The always proud young man suddenly raised his lips and smiled. He raised his glass as if clinking glasses with someone: "Mirai Sakai, goodbye."

Since I promised that I would never forget it, then my uncle will never forget it!

Tokyo General Hospital

Yukimura Seichi, who has completed today's rehabilitation contact, returned to the ward with the support of his mother. Just sat down to rest for a while, Yukimura's mother who helped him tidy up asked a question: "Seiichi, is this yours?" She was holding something in her hand, and she was a little puzzled, because the son in her memory didn't believe in such things.

Could it be a gift from a girl?Even if she has such an excellent son, Yukimura's mother is still very worried about her son who seems to be in love with tennis.

Yukimura Seiichi, who was drinking water, put down the cup in his hand, looked over, carefully looked at the things in his mother's hand, and then blinked.

It was a very delicate omori, purple, with mysterious characters wrapped around it in gold thread.

But Seiichi Yukimura never had such a guard in his memory: "Mom, where did you find it?"

"It's just stuck in your clothes." Yukimura's mother looked at Mimori with interest, "Because you rarely put anything next to your body, Seiichi, isn't it yours?" She really hoped that her son would answer which girl it was Sent.

Yukimura Seichi smiled helplessly: "This," I wanted to say it wasn't his, but the words came to my lips but I swallowed them back for some reason, "It's mine. Mom, please give it to me."

Seeing that nothing could be pried out of her son's mouth, Yukimura's mother handed over the omamori in her hand regretfully.

Yukimura Seiichi held the omori, holding it in his hand had a strange feeling.

Very tender, very warm...feeling.

The author has something to say:

This chapter solves the previous foreshadowing. I don’t know if you still remember the peach blossoms that have not been thanked for two years at home in the future (it seems to be waiting for someone), and now I finally thank you.

The English of this chapter, my English is sloppy, I asked my dear roommate QAQ for help

This is the end of Wangwang volume.

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