[FF7][SC] Star Flower

Claude Xiuley stared at the mirror expressionlessly, and Claude Xiuley in the mirror also stared at him expressionlessly.

He blinked, leaned forward with the sink, and lifted a strand of his forehead hair when he got close enough.There were some ominous shadows scattered on the white skin, and sharp pain came from the slightest touch. It seemed that someone was laughing wildly in his ears, and the whole world trembled.He wobbled a bit, almost falling off the chair, but the movement was as light as a cat, and the privates outside thought he moved slightly.

Dirty liquid seeped out, with a bit of fishy smell, flowing down the nose, dripping into the white porcelain pool.

Star marks.

He was bumped by Angel again.

Angel was wearing fingerless gloves when he swung the sword yesterday, and when he rubbed his head soothingly, his fingertips directly touched his skin.The part covered by the hair doesn't really matter, it won't be noticed, but the nape of the neck that was touched later couldn't be hidden. At this time, along with the pain, the star marks are eroding to the depths little by little, but they have slowed down. It can be reversed in a few days.As long as you can be careful, be careful, don't be touched again...

He should have said no.Like when we met for the first time, he slapped Angel's hand away at the moment of pain, maintaining his usual attitude of keeping strangers away.But Claude realized desperately that it was becoming more and more difficult to refuse Angel's kindness. In fact, he liked Angel so much, he depended on him, and he didn't know what to do when he was touched.

Angel's hands were big and powerful, and could easily crush his head, but because it was Angel, it was the opposite, a pair of hands trying to protect him.Very soft, very warm... just like Zack, with some rough thick calluses.

Zack likes to rub his head, and Zack especially likes to play with his flying blond hair when it gets ruffled and flattened, and it always springs back to its original shape, exactly.At that time, Claude was only fifteen, and the eighteen special forces were more than a head taller than him. He stretched out his hand to hook and then covered it with the other big hand, without any discussion at all.He always complains to Zack to stop messing around, but in fact he enjoys such a playful moment, he's just too embarrassed to say it, Zack will understand anyway.

It would have been nice if it had been said at the time.

If only I could honestly say I'm happy.

"But you know, you always knew, didn't you?" The boy in the mirror looked at him in confusion, as if he didn't understand what the hypocrite was confessing. "In the end, you just want yourself to be better off."

"Yes, I know." Claude closed his eyes, not looking at the questioning face, "So I deserve it."

The words he couldn't say would only be buried deep in his heart, and he would never see the light, and then rotted little by little, because the people he wanted to apologize to were all gone.Zacks is still living in Gongaga, and Alice just fell under Yuanpan, but they are not the Zacks and Alice that Claude knew, not anymore.No matter how much you like, how much you care, how much you are used to, the missed things will never come back, so regrets will be regrets.He knows this better than anyone else.

Now he must live carefully all the time, without making any mistakes, without leaving even the slightest possibility of regret.

So it doesn't matter if it hurts, he can bear it.He liked Angel's hand, and liked that when Angel touched him, it was as warm as the gentle wind in spring.

Claude took a handful of water and splashed it on his face vigorously.

"What is she...Private Class...Company General..."

"Angel...a widow...a sadomasochistic love..."

The elevator door closed in front of him, also covering up the whispers at the nurse's station.Thanks to the physical fitness of the special forces, Sephiroth can understand vague whispers, but some subtle words are unclear.Since Mrs. Strife was sent by Angel, the records show that Genesis also came to visit a few days ago, and his visit today will probably bring the topic to a new round of climax.He didn't have any feelings, but the frequent visits of the special forces did allow Ms. Strife to receive more meticulous care, which Angel should agree with.

He turns on PHS.

A few letters from Lazard's task list, Hojo's routine test notification, and Rufas's party invitations were lackluster. He glanced at them and pressed delete, and the history soon came to an end.

His eyes fell on the read email from Angel.

Ding--

The elevator has arrived.

Mrs. Strife was placed in intensive care on the top floor, and she was alone on the entire floor.The alert level is very high, because some elements have been restless these days.It is said that Sarieti, the executive director of the Ministry of Urban Development, has been missing for a few days. The terror office of the department received his little finger this morning, but the kidnappers have not yet made any demands.Probably won't come back, Shinra never compromises with terrorists.

The security guard saluted Sephiroth and let the door open.

"Hello, young gentleman." The skinny woman put down a small ball of sweater she was knitting, blinked her magnificent green eyes, and then smiled brightly at the person who came.It is a little different from the country woman that Sephiroth understands, but it does have a sense of simplicity, kindness, and obvious lack of opinion and cowardice.

And the moment Sephiroth saw her, he understood exactly what the doctor meant by "withering like a beautiful flower".Ms. Strife was going to die, not the mako eyes that showed from the deep poison, nor the thin cheeks and wrinkled skin from the pain and suffering.Using magic stones on the battlefield can revive soldiers who are dying, but that is because their lifespan is not exhausted.A woman's "life" has dried up, like an old man's rotten old tree, there is no room for saving.So Angel almost adopted Claude, and would take care of him until he became independent without accident.

This is not good, because it is impossible to predict what the dying person can do, and the interrogation is meaningless.

The rich fragrance of lilies permeates the room, and the white flowers that are blooming enthusiastically are neatly trimmed and inserted in the water bottle, without any broken branches or leaves.The lighting in the room is very good. The large floor-to-ceiling glass penetrates into the afterglow of the setting sun, dyeing the ward in a warm light orange, so the woman's smile is also reflected very warmly.

It doesn't look annoying, Sephiroth thought so, pulled out the chair and sat down, and motioned to the lady, "Sephiroth."

"Hunice, Hounice Strife."

Sephiroth thought for a moment.He didn't think about what to say before he came, he didn't even intend to sit down at all, it was just a whim visit, an inexplicable and wrong impulse.But since he sat down, he would not waste the opportunity. After all, some topics that could not be continued with Angel might be answered here.

"Sephiroth...can I call you that?" Hunis broke the silence, her voice was tentative and longing, "Are you Angel's friend?"

Sephiroth was caught off guard by the question, nodded hesitantly for a while and said, "Yes."

The woman smiled like a flower, and when she smiled, there were deep marks at the corners of her eyes, but the years could not deprive her of the beauty that was silent on her body.Sephiroth found Hunis very, very fond of laughing, and Claude was completely different from her, and he still called Mr. Xiu Lei cautiously so far.He didn't understand why a woman who laughed so much could have a child with a dull temper, and although he didn't quite understand the world of normal people, it really didn't feel right.

"So little sir, have you seen my child? His name is Claude, his hair is curled up like a chocobo, and he can't do it well. He is not very good at talking to others, and he can't play with other children. Together, although they are stubborn, they are also very timid.” Hu Nisi pulled the needle and thread, a little anxious and a little lost, “I haven’t seen him for a long time, Angel said he would bring him to see me, but once Neither - I know I shouldn't ask too much, and Angel won't lie to me - I'm really worried because the kid is afraid of being alone."

No, I think he is too brave, Sephiroth thought silently.He still doesn't understand that courage is not being fearless, but not allowing yourself to take a step back even if you are afraid in your bones.But...not once?Is it concerned about the woman's physical condition?

"I've seen it." Sephiroth simply responded, "He's fine."

A different kind of brilliance bloomed in the woman's eyes. She sat up straight and asked eagerly: "How tall is he now? Is he eating well? Do you have any friends who can play? Will he add a lot to Angel? trouble?"

"..."

Maybe it's because the atmosphere is good, maybe it's because Sephiroth doesn't have any plans, maybe it's just that Hunis's smile is too confusing-because few people show such a warm expression to Sephiroth, so after a short silence , he actually started to answer, Angel would probably be taken aback.

"It's between 109 and 115 centimeters. It's not very accurate because of the hair..." He said while paying attention to every subtle expression change on the woman's face, every unconscious rubbing of fingertips, and every detail about the child. It all made her happy.These should not be disguised. She is as simple and easy to understand as she looks, and at the same time she is full of love for her children. "In general, Angel doesn't find it troublesome, and she may still like it."

"Your mother was a very nice person. 』

Sapphire paused for a moment, feeling slightly uncomfortable. He avoided Hunis' sight, and his eyes fell on the little red sweater in her hand.He didn't know much about the boy, and any further talk would turn into a one-sided listening, so he changed the subject, "I wonder how you got Mako. Nibelheim does have a Mako furnace, But you're not working there, and workers aren't going to be exposed to such high levels."

"Mako?" Hunisi looked very confused, "You mean those huge boilers outside the village? I applied for the job, but they don't need women. They don't need women like me. They don't have enough strength and clumsy hands." She said a little Frustrated, his expression darkened, "I am not a competent mother, it is too difficult to earn money, and there is too little time left for Claude. When I realized it, he didn't talk very much, and he was not very good at laughing. gone."

Not because of the Mako Furnace, consistent with Tax's report.

According to other investigations, Hunisi's eyes were like this when she appeared in Nibelheim while pregnant, and the Mako furnace had not been built at that time.No one knows what happened to this single woman who emerged on a misty morning frailly seeking a place to stay.In rural areas, although there is sympathy for single mothers, there is not much compassion for "disorderly" people.

This detail is actually very strange, because Claude's eyes are pure blue, clear and transparent, without any impurities.It has been proven that pregnant women pass on Mako to their children, unless they are not mother and child, which is impossible, and it is impossible for Tux to have not done the identification.

The Turks also paid attention to some other details, such as the fact that Hunis is really clumsy. Mr. Hancock, who hired her to milk the cow, complained that "she can't even squeeze down the udder, and my calves are moaning in pain." When helping to wash clothes, "I don't even know that blood stains can't be washed with hot water, and how many clothes are damaged by washing."It seemed that Ms. Strife did not know much about the world before she came to the remote mountain village of Nibelheim.

In other words, live a pampered life.

"Then—" Sephiroth realized that there was no point in asking about things that the Turks had investigated, and if they couldn't find out, there was no need for him to continue.So he changed direction, but he didn't have much hope, because Angel and Genesis couldn't ignore this point, "Where's the magic stone? How did you get that summoning magic stone?"

Hu Nisi's face was even more confused, "What are you talking about?"

"This is really unexpected..."

If it is a disguise, it is too clever.The heartbeat didn't change, and the breathing rate didn't change—it wasn't what Sephiroth observed, but the instrument that kept her alive was as stable as before, and her reaction was so quick and natural.It's just that this was beyond Sephiroth's expectation. He originally thought that Mrs. Strife was a downcast descendant of a certain family, who took the magic stone heirloom into exile, or eloped into the ravine. This should be the whole picture of the matter, not Many doubts returned to Claude Xiulei.

Maybe it was because she talked for too long, Hu Nisi licked her thirsty lips, and reached for the cup by the bed.The blue blood vessels on the needle-pricked hand protruded, Sephiroth naturally got up to take it for her, he didn't know why he did it, it was just...just subconsciously.

"Sephiroth!"

"and many more--"

A violent roar suddenly exploded, Sephiroth swung Zhengzong back without thinking, and the back of the knife slashed across the pale silver track.There were too many terrorists or Avengers who liked to attack from behind, and he was used to it, but he didn't want Ms. Strife to be disturbed by blood.But he was astonished to find that Zhengzong had landed in the empty space, and instead something from the lower place rushed towards him, and before he could see clearly, he reflexively kicked it out.

"Stop it—"

Genesis's voice was stuck in his throat, he took half a step slowly to catch the boy who bumped into him, took two steps back to lose momentum, even so, he almost hit the wall, his chest was suffocated and his ribs ached.The terrifying force made him almost stop thinking, Sephiroth was serious just now——

Serious enough to repel well-trained soldiers and enough to kill unsuspecting children.

Claude coughed, and a large amount of blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, but he struggled to break free from the arms of the red-haired young man, and then vomited more blood, dripping to the ground.Genesis didn't dare to use too much force, he realized that the boy's internal organs were injured, most likely a broken rib inserted into the lung, or worse, he was hesitantly pushed away by the other party.Claude staggered two steps, then fell straight to the ground.

Pools of blood spread around his face, staining limp, lifeless blond hair.The boy tremblingly stretched out his hand in the direction of Sephiroth, his delicate fingers scratched the tragic blood on the tiles, and his blue eyes burst into dazzling brilliance for a moment.

mother -

Wasn't it enough to take her once, Sephiroth?

"No! Angel will kill me—" Genesis wailed almost collapsed, carefully supporting Claude's body, he was about to suffocate.The boy seemed to resist again, but he had no strength left to struggle, and his beautiful blue eyes gradually dimmed, "Can you hear me? No one intends to hurt your mother, don't be afraid, focus on breathing! Spit out the blood!" He raised his head Lai yelled at the stunned guard behind him, "Call the doctor! First aid!"

"Magic Stone." Sephiroth barely recovered his voice, he knew how much force he had used, he didn't expect things to turn out like this, "Healing Magic Stone."

"His bones are broken inside, and the magic stone is useless!" Repeated healing and tearing will only waste physical strength, and Sephiroth, who has not been seriously injured, doesn't know this at all. It’s gone.” Genesis has become incoherent, it’s not that he hasn’t killed people, but women and children—he’s not a decent person like Angel, but he’s never shot innocent people—too bad, Why didn't he catch Claude?

The medical team rushed to rescue them from the chaos, along with the guards. Sephiroth was surprised to find that Irina in a suit and tie was among the guards.The confusion only lasted for a moment on the face of the petite blond girl. Obviously, the situation was so complicated that even Tux could not keep calm, but she quickly reacted, nodded to Sephiroth, confirmed the situation in the room, and began to report to the superior. Report the situation.

A strange feeling hit Sephiroth.He didn't feel guilty or worried, there were first-aid facilities on this floor, and with Shinra's medical condition, the boy wouldn't die, and wouldn't even leave any sequelae.But when he watched Claude's thin body being carried onto the flat car, surrounded by the bustling medical staff, he could only vaguely see the hands hanging down weakly, but he couldn't help becoming irritable.

"When he looked at you, his eyes were full of longing. 』

That's not a dream, Angel, at least not for me.If so, there's no way he'd think I was trying to hurt his mother, or call out my name in that voice.So much hate, so much despair, I couldn't even tell it was him.

But besides being upset, he also felt inexplicable excitement.

Before thinking about it, Sephiroth realized a more serious problem, Mrs. Strife—

Sephiroth turned around hesitantly.

He had just been in front of Mrs. Strife and almost killed her baby.

"Sir?" Hu Nisi tentatively made a sound, her hand was still on the bedside bell, she was the one who summoned the doctor just now, the doorman couldn't have been so fast.She sounded calm, but a little scared, a little nervous, "The kid will be fine, won't he?"

Sephiroth nodded slowly, carefully watching the subtle emotional changes on the other's face.

"That's great..." Hunis breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly, "It's really great, he is still so young, it reminds me of Claude, if something happens to Claude, I really don't know what to do Live on. Although I don’t know whose child it is, it’s a blessing that it’s okay, you shouldn’t hurt him like this.”

"...What did you say?" Sephiroth felt his blood gradually cool down. Although it had never been hot, it had never been this cold.The woman's gentle and warm smile made him feel a little afraid, and he thought he was fearless.Hounice Strife is different from the "mother" described by Guest, and different from the "mother" in the conversation between Angel and Genesis. She doesn't even know who the child who tried to save her from General Shinra just now is who.

"I haven't seen him for a long time. 』

There was no way Angel could have prevented them from meeting, they had, but Hunis never knew it.It's also impossible that Tuckers didn't do a personal interview, but the records don't show that because they found it pointless.Mako poisoning makes people crazy, makes people lose their minds, and it is obvious that Hounice Strife is like this.

"His name is Cloud, Cloud Strife." Sephiroth didn't know why he was trying to explain, but he was desperate to prove something, something he had always believed.

"Is he also named that? It's exactly the same as Claude. You mean...you think he is my Claude?" As if unbelievable, Hunis raised her voice in surprise, "No, sir. How could a mother recognize her child wrongly? Even if I forget myself, I will not forget Claude. He is not Claude."

Mother……

Claude moved his lips, a few bubbles emerged from the gurgling blood, his sapphire blue eyes were empty, and Genesis almost didn't dare to meet the dead eyes.

Then the pupils suddenly dilated in the next second, and the boy's breathing stopped.

Cold... very cold.

Nibelheim is located in the rolling mountains, people can shiver in autumn before the leaves fall, and there are few fires in the house. They are doing everything they can just to survive.His hands never warmed up, they were red with cold, and sometimes they hurt.But the colder place is in my heart. My mother is getting weaker and weaker, and the time to stay awake is getting shorter and shorter. The green eyes that are shining like demons are so bright that it is frightening. This is the price of giving birth to him.

He had to get out of here, he had to go to town, and mother would die if she stayed in Nibelheim.

Why do I still have to lose her even if I do it all over again?

Deep and shallow footprints are left in the snow behind, and the whirling snowflakes gradually cover them up. In the middle of the night, the snow is bright white, which is reflected in the cobalt blue night to form an absurd picture.No one helped him. They didn't believe that the single mother was going to die. Although she looked thin, she didn't have any symptoms; they couldn't save her either. Moko poisoning couldn't be cured by a barefoot doctor in a small place.Every year several men die on the way out of Nibelheim through Timberwolf territory.

Glittering green eyes in the night, they followed the boy, their paws sinking into the thick snow with a rustling sound.The bellies of the Timberwolves were swollen, the fur was dull, and the ribs stuck one by one under the skin.Killing people is risky, knives and sticks, they are still under consideration, it is better to wait for this human being to fall by itself.Mist rose from their sniffs, and saliva flowed down their fangs, and they followed behind the boy with restraint.

Claude staggered.

Like a signal, the alpha wolf with a tuft of silver fur on its chest jumped up, aiming at the boy's neck wrapped under a heavy scarf.Its front paws touched the boy's shoulders and threw him to the ground, lowering his head to bite off the scarf.The next second it howled miserably, and a dagger was slammed into its neck. When it was pulled out, a column of blood sprayed out, and it sank down on the snow with a stench.

The sudden change frightened the wolves, and they formed a circle cautiously, judging the situation.

The situation is dire.The scalding blood made Claude's frozen hands slightly regain consciousness. He moved his fingers and hid himself under the wolf corpse.He struck right, straight for the artery, but it took all his strength to pierce the thick fur with such a knife, and there would be no chance of a better aim.He happened to land in an open area of ​​the woodland, and he was attacked from both sides. If he could find a rock wall...

Thick blood dripped on his face, and he greedily licked it to absorb the precious heat.

The wolves are ready to move again.

The boy stood up, but even if he stood up, he was only slightly higher than the giant wolf, without any deterrent effect.The circle is gradually shrinking, and the blood stimulates their sense of smell and appetite.Wolves will not eat their companions, but their dead companions are no longer wolves. The harsh winter teaches them harsh survival rules.Claude dropped the corpse of the first wolf and moved a little. The wolves behind him hesitantly spread out, and the wolves in front of him sniffed the smell of the meat. Some were attracted, quite a few.

Claude took off his coat and threw it at the two black wolves behind him, taking advantage of the moment when he blocked his sight, he broke through the encirclement and ran towards the faint outline of the mountain wall in the distance.He knew it was futile, the Timberwolves were much faster than him, but he had to try.

There was a sharp pain in his left leg, he lost his balance and fell hard into the snow, the dagger flew to nowhere.Then there was the shoulder, which didn't bite the big blood vessels, and the clothes were still too thick, but the fangs got into his muscles, tearing off a large piece of flesh.The stench of hot air was sprayed in his ears, and he heard the sound of himself being chewed.

The bright red magic stone rolled out together gave off a faint light in the snow.

I can't die... Mom is waiting for me... Alice... Zack... I don't want to die here...

He struggled to crawl towards the magic stone, dragging a few wolves that were biting him tightly, and with all his strength, he left a long trail of blood after crawling.The wolves were tearing his body apart, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't feel the bite, but it wasn't that painful, he'd been through far more than this.His right hand grabbed the slightly hot magic stone, which was the magic stone of the phoenix. He found it in the water tower in Nibelheim, and the range damage was enough to finish the group of hungry wolves.He recalled the feeling of every battle, both his own and Zack's, pouring magic power into the crimson crystal, and then guiding the summoned beast to descend.

The magic stone didn't move at all.

He closed his eyes in despair, let go of his hand, and the magic stone landed on the snow again, stepped on by a furry foot, and rolled to nowhere.

Even Sephiroth couldn't kill me, but now I'm going to die here?

Obviously I am no longer weak, why can't I protect anything?

A gunshot exploded in the dark forest.

Then one after another, each bullet accurately penetrated the giant wolf's head, and the brains that exploded splashed on the snow, emitting steam that melted the snow.The fur of the rest of the wolves stood on their backs, growling lowly in the direction of the approaching person, but the rain of bullets exploded by the next gunshot shattered their aura, and they scattered in all directions whimpering in an instant.Claude only knew one person who had demonstrated this kind of continuous shooting skill. He barely raised his head, and a red figure was galloping in his blood-soaked vision.

"Why did you appear here?" Mr. Valentine's voice was extremely terrifying. He quickly picked up snow piles on the boy's body, half to stop the bleeding and half to wipe away the blood and see the wound clearly. Obviously he didn't have a magic stone, "You You shouldn't be so reckless, at least with the men in the village...Damn it, you need a professional to look at it." Seeing the valgus wound, he, who had always been taciturn, cursed swear words.

"It's okay." Claude sighed, his bloody lips turned white, he was too cold, "I thought... I didn't expect you to come back."

"Why?" Vincent took off his cloak and wrapped the boy inside.

Claude shrank into the man's chest without answering.

The old friend's expression looked much better, so he must have seen Lucrecia.Many years ago, or one day many years later, when they reunited after a long absence, the older man's face was still serious, but the heavy things that had been bothering him suddenly disappeared.Claude was happy for such a friend from the bottom of his heart, but he became unconfident when he wanted to speak.

After going through so much together, Vincent is also a teacher and a friend to him, and he will get help even if he doesn't ask for help, but now they are just strangers who have met a few times, so why should he ask this one? What about the lone hellhound?Claude is sure that Vincent will lend a helping hand when someone needs it. He knows the nature of his friend. Although he looks indifferent, he is undeniably friendly and gentle. Vincent is trustworthy.But...but why help him?Why did Claude Strife have this qualification?

Claude trusted Vincent deeply, he just couldn't trust himself.

"I want to go to town." After a while, he said softly.

"The snowstorm is coming, and going back to Nibelheim is the best choice." Vincent's voice came from across his chest, low and steady, "What do you want to do in town?"

"Mom is sick, I want to go to the doctor."

"When did this happen?"

"..."

"So you found me in the first place not because Lucrecia wanted to see me, but because you wanted me to take your mother to the doctor?"

"..."

Vincent understood.He looked down and saw the boy's embarrassing expression unsurprisingly. The boy felt ashamed for being helped.He sighed melancholy, and stepped up his pace, because the temperature of his body in his arms was gradually dropping, "Your only mistake was that you didn't tell me earlier that it is not shameful to ask for help, never has been."

Claude gritted his teeth, trembling uncontrollably.Vincent thought he was feeling cold, so he carefully picked the place that was not soaked and squeezed it tighter.Frost condensed on the boy's eyelashes in the wind and snow, like trembling tears.

They managed to find some emergency things at the old site of Shinra Villa, and finally wrapped up Claude in a less miserable way.Vincent then took Claude back home, and he had to leave to find a doctor. Before leaving, he put the Flame Summoning Magic Stone back in front of the boy.

"I won't ask you where you got it, but don't hand it over, not even to special forces. Don't mention me, or you will get into a lot of trouble." The black-haired man took the trouble to emphasize this point, handing over three special forces The words were bitten hard, and the mist dispersed in the air, "I will find a way to deal with the doctor. You keep the magic stone for yourself, and you will need it someday."

Claude didn't answer. He hoped that Vincent could accept the phoenix, which was better than leaving it in the hands of someone who couldn't use magic stones.

Seeing this, Vincent squatted down, took Claude's uninjured right hand, and put the magic stone in his small palm.Claude, who was facing away from the light source of the house, could clearly see the faint warmth in those scarlet eyes. He remembered that Vincent was always very attractive to children, and before he could react, his big hands naturally covered him. On his head, he rubbed it indiscriminately.

"Wait for me to come back." He touched his forehead with Claude, then turned around and disappeared in the endless snowstorm.

Dark blood flowed down the magic stone.

Claude suddenly understood everything, he stumbled and stretched out his hand to grab the corner of his clothes——

Vincent.His teacher, his comrade-in-arms, his companion, his comfort, his salvation.The back of his departure is exactly the same as Zacks.

"Vincent!" He stepped forward into the snow, and knelt down as soon as his injured leg gave way, his desperate cry was drowned in the crying of the cold wind, "Wait for me, Vincent!" Ke Lauder struggled weakly in the snow for a few times, the sticky blood oozes out again, big drops of tears blurred his vision, "Don't leave me... Please don't leave me again... Vincent T... Zack..."

He never came back.

What a bad dream.

He felt that his blood was going to be completely cold, and there was no trace of warmth left on his body.

"Do you think this can be concealed?" came the rustling voice, a little frivolous, but different from Zacks' reckless and lively tone, it was a more elegant and arrogant tone, but there was something similar between the two A strange resemblance, "Takes seems to be planning to suppress the matter, and even the medical records cannot be found on the intranet."

"I can't hide it." Another person responded lightly.

There might be a bit of frustration under careful analysis, but Claude didn't have time to think about it, he tensed up at the moment the voice appeared, suddenly opened his eyes and shrank to the other side - he wanted to jump up cleanly , but this is not his body that has experienced many battles, and his strength is too soft-he hit the guardrail of the hospital bed, and Genesis quickly stabilized the bed, "Hands—be careful!"

Cloud pulled the needle without thinking, and backed away a little more until his back touched the wall.

Sephiroth.

Sephiroth sat on the edge of the bed with his arms folded, his almost transparent light blue eyes cast a glance, the boy's breath was choked, and memories flooded back.The laughing mother, Sephiroth leaned over, the mother fell into a pool of blood, her child's figure could no longer be reflected in her cloudy eyes.It all ended up in a sea of ​​flames that would never be extinguished in his heart, a nightmare that he would never get rid of.

Wow, what a fluffy little fluffy chick, especially the frightened eyes.

Sephiroth maintained a deadpan state, thinking silently in his heart that although he never knew the atmosphere, he knew that it was always right to keep silent at the right time.

"Don't scare him, Sephiroth." Genesis' words made Sephiroth turn his head bored, and the red-haired young man spread his hands to indicate that he had no weapons, but he didn't think this gesture on the battlefield was useful at this time, "Don't Scared, no one is going to hurt you...or do you want me to read you a loveless passage?"

"Don't come here!" Claude's scream broke, and he almost stuck to the wall.Genesis was not wearing gloves, and had blood on his face, so that Angel would find him.But he mistakenly thought that the child really hated loveless so much, so he showed a shocked and hurt expression.

"Loveless can't save us, great poet."

"Shut up." Genesis sat back angrily, and sighed in frustration, "We need Angel." In this case, one Angel can be worth ten Genesis, not measured by Sephiroth It is because this person is a negative number through and through.

"Fortunately, you still have some self-knowledge." A terrifying voice came from behind, and Genesis turned his head stiffly to see Angel push the door in. Only then did he understand what Sephiroth's "can't hide" just now