Lady Sharo of Onmyoji

Surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, nothing can be seen clearly, no one, no sound, nothing, but only her left.

She can only keep walking, keep moving forward...

No destination, no idea where I'm going, no idea why I'm walking, just keep walking.

Um?There was a river ahead blocking her way...

The river water is black and green, exuding a very cold, depressing and unpleasant atmosphere. The river flows slowly and twists and turns to no end. Blood-red chrysanthemums bloom on both sides of the river... No !There is no blood-red chrysanthemum, it is the flower of the other side.

The sight became a little clearer, the surroundings were gray, the sky was gray, the air was also gray, the world seemed to lose its color, and gray became the only constant color in this world.

It's too monotonous!

She doesn't want to stay here anymore, but do she want to cross the river?

A voice in her heart kept urging her to go, and she also felt that she had to go...

Then let's go!

But how?

Looking at the dizzy river water, bottomless, turbulent on the surface, exuding a breath of death, I intuited that there was something bad in the river water.

If it flows over, something bad will happen, right?For example, will be drowned.

So, she'd better wait, maybe there will be a ship passing by.

So she sat quietly on the shore waiting for the ferry.

After an unknown amount of time, she heard the sound of "squeak, squeak, squeak". When she got up, she saw a skinny old man paddling the paddle, paddling the water, and came to her in a small boat.

The old man asked slowly, "Do you want to get on the boat?"

She nodded. Although she didn't know why she wanted to cross the river, she was sure that she wanted to cross the river.

The old man put down his oars, took out a booklet from his waist, and asked casually, "What's your name?"

"name?"

She thought about it, what was her name?It seems that she can't remember clearly, but she still has a little impression, and the name came out of her mouth involuntarily.

"Seven leaves without"

It turns out that her name is Qiyewu!She herself only knows now, and she will remember it in the future.

The ferryman slowly flipped through the booklet, reading each page carefully, as if he was looking for something, but as more and more pages were turned, he gradually became anxious...until the thin The brochure was searched and could not be found.

The ferryman took the booklet back, sighed, his tone was indescribably mixed, it was a mixture of sorrow and joy, where did the sadness come from, and where did the joy come from.

"It doesn't have your name on it, you'd better wait for the next ship!"

"Oh!" Qiye responded lightly.

Is crossing the river important?It doesn't seem to be very important.

Are you disappointed not to cross the river?It doesn't seem to feel very lost.

Must we cross the river?do not know!

But what could she do without crossing the river?

Or maybe there is a premonition that everything can have a new start after crossing the river, and who decided on this new start?

And there are things she can't let go on this side of the river, probably!

Do you want to go back?

But she can't remember the way she came here.

Or... let's cross the river!

So she sat by the river and waited. She didn't know how long it had passed, but no ferryman was willing to take her across the river, because her name was never on the pamphlet...

The flowers on the other bank on the river bank bloomed one after another, and she sent away people who wanted to cross the river one after another, but she was still wandering on this side of the river in a daze...

Why can't she make it through?

Why is there no her name?

Why?Why?Why?Why?

She doesn't want to wait anymore, what else can she do besides waiting, and what is she waiting for?

In her memory, the longest and longest is waiting.

***

Qiye lightly rubbed her still sore forehead, sat up slowly, and slowly slid the quilt off her body...

She had that dream of waiting again.

"you're awake."

With a tone of expectation in her voice, Qiye raised her head in a daze to look in the direction of the sound source, and a face came into her eyes.

Sophisticated and timeless.

Blue hunting clothes, standing black hat, snow hair, black rosary beads, yellow folding fan...

Everything seems to coincide with the shadow in my heart, but there are some differences.

She was sitting on the couch, and he was sitting next to her. Their positions were neither far nor very close.

Qiye put down her hand rubbing her forehead, looked him straight in the eyes, and then asked lightly: "Are you Mr. Abe Seimei, an onmyoji?"

"Yes." Qingming's face was graceful and calm, but he slightly tensed the hand of the folding fan: "You are Miss Qiye?"

"Hi." Qiye nodded lightly, and then said guiltily: "I fainted suddenly, and I caused you trouble."

Qiye's polite and polite words sounded distant to Qingming, they should be very close.

"A bold question..." Qingming was careful not to make the other party feel frivolous: "Did we know each other before?"

"..."

Qiye shook her head blankly, Qingming's heart suddenly rose, was he really the only one delusional?

"I don't remember." Qiye said softly.

It's not that I don't know it, but that I don't remember it. Seimei's eyes widened suddenly, but what does it mean to remember?Forgot about him?Or lost his memory like him?

"But, I think, we should have known each other before..." Qiye didn't know that her few words made the other party's mood suddenly up and down, but she asked back: "Did we know each other before, Mr. Qingming?" Don't you remember either?"

"En!" Qingming nodded, unexpectedly straightforward, he didn't want to hide anything from her: "I don't remember anything that happened before."

"lost memory?"

"Ok!"

"What about you? Lost memory too?"

Qiye shook her head: "It's because the soul is incomplete, so the memory is also incomplete."

Incomplete soul?Qingming looked at the person in front of her seriously, feeling like she would suddenly disappear again...

again?

That is the mark engraved on their souls, even if their souls are incomplete, she will come to him; even if they lose their memory, he is used to having her.

"Ah here..." Qiye said softly: "You have my soul fragment in your body, can you return it to me?"

Soul fragments?Is it something that can complete Qiye's soul?

Before Qingming could react from the shock, Qiye crawled to his side with hands and feet, stretched out her hand and twisted something on his body...

It's the Gouyu, the purple Gouyu, which shines brightly in her hands, why didn't he find these Gouyu on him before?

Qiye searched carefully, on her shoulders, chest, hair...

"Ding! Harvesting high-level soul fragments x 7, Qiye is really capable!"

Um!In fact, she also found that she was very capable.

Silently put the purple Gouyu back into his sleeve pocket, and raised his head, that person was so close that he was right in his eyes...

Accidentally, the distance between them was too much, but he didn't seem to notice it yet.

Looking at this man up close, he is really... really beautiful and captivating!

He really deserves to be the son of the white fox!

The son of the white fox?Strange words popped up in her head again, maybe memory?

Qiye kept her distance silently, while Qingming seemed to be still researching about Gouyu, and sighed: "The purple Gouyu is your broken soul fragment, I wrote it down."

I will find it for you.

"You can see it!" Qiye was both surprised and delighted.

"What can you see? The purple Gouyu? Can others not see it?"

Qiye shook her head, "Kamen-san and Kagura-chan can't see..." Comparing herself, she pointed to Qingming and said, "Only us..."

Only the two of us can see it.

It was a secret that only belonged to the two of them.

***

"Cut!" Boya leaned against a big tree with a piece of rice in his mouth, looked at the sky, and muttered in his mouth: "...I never thought that such a person would have a wife..."

Xiaobai waved his short paws and struggled endlessly in Kagura's arms: "I'm going to see my wife, let me go, let me go..."

Eight hundred bhikkhuni smiled brightly: "Xiaobai, we can't disturb them now!"

Seimei-sama and his wife...

"..." Will Xiaobai really bother you?Fox Shikigami suddenly burst into noodles-like tears... Is Xiaobai really superfluous?

The shikigami who can cry, besides Yu Nu, is this fox.

Who would have thought, there was a girl crying not far away, the sound was a bit familiar...

"Wuuuuuuuu... Madam is back, I want to see Madam, I miss Madam... Wuuuu..."

"Madam is back, we should laugh, sister, don't cry!"

Kagura said expressionlessly, "It's a virgin boy and a virgin girl."

"Ah~~" Wei Wei's aria, the eight hundred bhikkhuni were happy: "Now it's lively."

"It's really troublesome." Boya snorted.