Three thousand congratulations

【1】

If you want to talk about the meaning of being human, it is nothing more than love and hate.

Be loved by others, be hated by others, love others, hate others.

Repeated love and hate are intertwined, embracing each other's wounds, stepping on flowers and blood, swallowing pain and happiness mixed with tears, holding hands, the whole world is taking extremely neat steps, towards the heartless love. Yes, on the cold shore, there will be a boatman without a face who will take us to the blind spot of life, the end of the story.

Sometimes I wonder if I've disqualified myself from being human long ago.

Because I don't seem to be born with the feeling of hate.

Whenever I say I hate you to that person, I don't really know what kind of feeling it is.

What kind of emotion is hate?

I don't have the feeling of hate at all. I can't spend the rest of my life hating a person.

So maybe my meaning as a human being has long been lost.

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"You, you are..." The man lying in the pool of blood breathed heavily, and the red figure approached little by little.

Wearing a red robe, the bamboo hat covered most of his face, and in just a few seconds, all six of his bodyguards fell into the hands of this man, and everyone fell beside him now, with a scratch on their bodies. Some of the fatal cuts were on the chest, some on the neck, some on the abdomen, and his arm was also cut deeply, almost to be chopped off, if it wasn't for blocking the move with a sword just now, He looked at the broken sword beside him, and when the wind blew, he realized that he was covered in cold sweat.

No, I brought a total of seven people, so there is one more...

The man in red walked towards the prey lying in a pool of blood step by step. The prey had a familiar look of fear on its face, and she also noticed the irrepressible excitement in the prey's eyes.

It was not the first time he encountered a cunning prey, and the man in red stepped a little lighter.

Yes, that's it, just a little closer.He licked his chapped lips, and hid his other uncut hand under his body, holding the severed blade in his hand.

"Now!" he shouted hoarsely.

A ghostly figure jumped out from behind, holding a sharp knife and attacking the left rear of the man in red.

Almost without a pause, the man in red drew his sword with his left hand and nailed his seventh bodyguard to the wall.

"Ah!!!" He jumped up from the ground with the last of his strength and stabbed it with the blade.

In the night of Edo, a cool wind blows from time to time, and under the shadow of the department house, it is pitch black. This is a remote street away from the feasting and feasting.

But why is there a fire?

The extremely bright firelight in the dark night, that firelight, no, that firelight, shot out like lightning from the motionless right cuff of the man in red, and bit his sword blade.

That's right, it was biting, the blade could not move at all, and the burning pain swam from the wrist to the neck.

When he felt the pain of scorched skin, he had already fallen straight down, the black hole in his neck was like a poisoned mouth, unable to make a sound.

The flame didn't linger on the corpse for a moment, and gradually condensed into the shape of a snake, slipping back into the sleeve of the man in red.

The man in red looked at the samurai who lost his life on the ground, and said softly: Since the samurai's sword has already been broken, he should be ready to accept death.

She didn't look at the pile of corpses anymore, she just jumped onto the roof lightly.

There is always a sense of fatigue after killing, but she doesn't feel repulsed. This is one of the few moments when she can feel her heart is still working.

At least you can frown at death instead of smiling, which means you are still alive and your heart is not completely broken, right?

【2】

I live a meaningless life.For me, the so-called human life is elusive.

I don't understand how most people in this world exist.Staring at one person or several people on the road for a while, their eyes, tone of voice, and movements betray their hearts. They are obviously very tired, but they still speak easily, and they are still smiling when they have reached the point of being unbearable. The purpose of holding back is to prevent the other party from seeing his frown.

Could it be that the other party really couldn't see all of this? Even though they were so close, they really seemed to turn a blind eye to it.

If you only have that person in your eyes, you can always detect all the subtle secrets of her or him.

Everyone has their own unspeakable secrets, and everyone bears some deep or shallow scars from the past. Some choose to hide them, and some choose to reveal them without wearing clothes that wrap their bodies.

I choose to keep my mouth shut.Even if you are noticed, just smile.

It's been a long time since I've fixed my eyes on a person, because I can't downplay the secrets I've noticed like waving away mosquitoes. I will stop and think, and the result of all this will be more depressed Feelings emerged within me.

But one day, there will be people who cannot be avoided.

If there is that person, it must be the past again.

I thought about it pretending to be relaxed.

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The night was very dark, she was running extremely lightly on the roof, the moon hid behind the clouds at some point, and it was pitch black everywhere.

Even the moonlight has to give up three points when the ghosts and monsters come out to move.She thought silently in her heart.

The sound of sirens in the distance interrupted her thoughts, and she stopped to watch the chase unfolding below her feet.

About [-] police cars whizzed through the streets of Edo. A small group of people ran desperately in front of them, but they were quickly shot by the Shinsengumi on the police cars behind, and finally only one remained. People are still running wildly in the night.

Is it a fugitive?So exciting... She stood on the roof and looked at everything below coldly.The evening wind gently blew her sleeves, and she lifted the bamboo hat, revealing a young, delicate but indifferent face.

One person against so many people, why not give up.

His eyes could not help but lock on the running figure.

It was too dark to see anything.

The moonlight slowly moved out from behind the clouds and shone coldly on the ground, so she was able to see the profile of that person clearly.Elegant long hair, delicate eyebrows, and a thin figure like a scholar's slender, but he also gives people an impression of perseverance, even if he is avoiding in embarrassment, his innate calmness still cannot be concealed.

She was stunned.

Is there really such a similar person in this world?

The same long smooth hair, handsome face, picturesque side face when quiet, dignified and elegant gestures without panic.

It really looks like that person.

On a certain night several years ago, the moonlight must have been so gentle on that person's long hair, and that person must have had a gentle smile on his face.

but in the end...

The crackling sound brought her back to her senses, and she saw that the Shinsengumi behind had already set up a cannon on the roof of the car and blasted down the roadblock in front, and the man's desperate flight was leading him to a dead end.

If you don't do something, this person will disappear.she thought so.

Although it is not the first time to face such a thing.

"Gui, today is the day of your death! Give me all the people with lofty ideals to fight against barbarians!" The Zhenxuan group below shouted loudly with a loudspeaker.

Another shell hit the place where Gui was hiding, and the rising smoke and dust blocked the sight of everyone in the Shinsengumi, but she could see clearly on the other side of the roof that the person below was hit by the collapsed stones The body is struggling to get up from the ground.

"Damn, do you really want to be killed in this kind of place? By these scumbags..." Gui Qiang endured the pain and supported his body, his eyes blurred due to excessive blood loss.

"Sure enough, there is no other way. I just ignore this person's affairs..." She walked slowly towards the eaves, her red skirt fluttering gently in the night wind.

The captain of the first team, Sougo Okita, held up his beloved cannon and locked the shaky figure in the smoke in the scope, "Hey, Gui... let me send you to the west with my own hands."

At the moment when he was about to pull the trigger, a red figure descended from the sky in the smoke. The Shinsengumi members of the front police car saw only a faint silver light in the smoke. Then they The front of the police car that was sitting on exploded with a bang, and the exploded police car was overturned to the ground.

"I didn't expect there to be a helper, so let's die together." Amidst the flames and explosions soaring into the sky, Sougo raised his eyebrows, aimed at the red figure, and pulled the trigger.

The huge recoil caused his body to hit the back of the chair all of a sudden, but his eyes still did not leave the figure behind the smoke.

But the smile at the corner of his mouth froze in the next scene, a strange flame suddenly appeared in the smoke, abruptly blocked the high-speed shells, and looked at the shells that turned his head, he murmured: " How can it be?"

"Everyone lie down!" Hijikata shouted angrily in his ears.

After a loud noise, the members of the Shinsengumi crawled out of the ruins, and Hijikata shouted angrily, "What's going on! Why do the shells bounce back by themselves?!"

"Hey, Hichikata-kun, why don't you come and see this if you have time?" Sougo squatted down and fiddled with the iron piece in front of his hand, coughing like a man.

"This is... wait..." Tufang looked at the scrap metal in front of him with a gloomy face, "What kind of power can cut a police car into pieces like this?"

A large piece of the front of the police car was cut off, and the members sitting inside recalled in shock. Everyone was unanimously sure that no one appeared in front of the car, but the car exploded when it saw a silver light flashing across the front.

This kind of damage can be caused by swinging a sword from three meters away. If you accept this sword face to face, you will undoubtedly be split in half.Who on earth has such devilish strength to swing this sword, and how did this person block the shells fired in the past.

"It seems that Gui has a great helper." Tufang lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

"Deputy chief, I didn't find Gui's trace, and that guy ran away again..."

"Well, let's all go back, it would be nice to save a life today." Tufang exhaled a smoke ring.

"Sure enough, it's the trash Hijikata-kun, next time you won't be so lucky to escape the shell." Sougo dusted off the dust on his body and attacked Hijikata with words as always. After walking back a few steps, he looked back at him again. That pile of rubble.

"No matter who it is, we will always meet in the future."

In the depths of the dark alley, holding the unconscious man in her arms, she let out a long sigh of relief when she heard the sound of the police car in the distance gradually disappearing.She lowered her head and said softly to the red-patterned wristband on her wrist: "It's really thanks to you for blocking that blow just now, thank you for your hard work."

The pattern seemed to be alive with the color of the flame flowing faintly, and the light flickered a few times, as if answering her concern.

She moved her eyes to the face of the person in her arms. His eyes were closed tightly, and the thick and long eyelashes covered the eyelids. Looking at him so closely, he had a somewhat feminine face. His long hair was black, and that Humans are flaxen.

She stretched out her hand to touch his cheek, but as soon as her fingertips touched his skin, she withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

His skin, and temperature.

That's his body temperature.

This temperature is the proof of a person's existence.

This person is still alive.

They are different people.

The author has something to say:

Hello everyone, Mina-san~ The brain hole of this article appeared when I finished playing a certain Chenguang game (I want to write a fucking strategy game book for Yin! So I pulled Zila with full of love for Gui As the hero of the main plot, he started the difficult road of strategy...

After all, she is the woman who has been watching Guihun since I don't know how many words (covering her face).

If the writing is sloppy, the brain is big, and there is no moral integrity (after all, I have seen Yin's mother), please pat...