[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

"By the way, when did you start calling me teacher?" Songyang was a little curious, "Obviously I didn't call me Songyang Songyang before, but after I grew up, I became a good student."

"Hmm...sometimes I feel that being called Songyang is a bit too intimate."

The young man quietly stopped to start.

The two of them chatted without saying a word, and walked away from the crowd to the place where the fireworks were set off.Yinshi only held his wrist at first, but after being knocked away by passers-by a few times, he slid down and grabbed his hand.The boy's palms were dry and hot, and the calluses from kendo practice rubbed against his palms, making it itchy.

They chose the tallest building in the village, which seemed to be a sentry post built here during the war.Because it has been in disrepair for a long time, no one dares to climb to it.Songyang looked at the height, pressed the knife firmly, and jumped up.After jumping onto the high platform, he lowered his head and saw the silver on the ground with a complicated expression on his face.

"...Teacher...still so...tough."

"Sorry, I'll carry you up right away."

Songyang's brows were curved, and just when he was about to jump down to pull Yinshi, Yinshi pouted his lips, showing some disbelief, and jumped up, at least grabbed the edge of the high platform, and climbed up with difficulty.

"If you are being compared by the teacher like this, how can Ah Yin..."

The silver-haired boy muttered.

While waiting for the firework festival to start, the two of them sat on the dark high platform and chatted for a while.When talking about Yinshi, because Songyang gave the strawberry milk to Takasugi, the young man covered his ears and yelled Ula Ula: "Okay, okay, okay, don't humiliate Ah Yin anymore! Are you trembling and suddenly made it public? Sentence!"

"No. Yin-chan was super cute back then, and my favorite child was Yin-shi."

The unexpected sip of candy filled the boy's uneasy heart.Silently turned his face away, Yin Shi, who had not yet become the old madao driver 10 years later, pressed the corner of his mouth forcefully, pretending to be calm and said:

"Really, I always thought that the teacher's caring little padded jacket was Jin Zhujiang."

"Jin Zhu is indeed a very considerate child. He will definitely become a good man in the future."

Thinking of Gao Shan rushing back to the fire scene to find him, Songyang still felt a little scared.But to be honest, if Takasugi wasn't there, Xu would probably have taken the sovereignty over his body and walked away.

Yinshi didn't know what he was thinking, and was silent for a long time.In the end, he said amidst the fireworks:

"Teacher, recently... a friend who sells things together has been worrying about one thing."

"what is it then?"

"How should I put it, because he is an idiot samurai, and his personality is not very good. It seems that it is difficult to establish a deep bond with others, so the idiot samurai sometimes feels that it doesn't matter what happens to him. It doesn't matter whether he is sick, injured or dead. It's a big deal, so I always feel that it doesn't matter.

"But the stupid warrior always has someone in his heart that he wants to protect.

"He wants to protect that person, wants to see that person live a good life, wants to see that person live a long and happy life. If there is anyone in this world who can really make that person happy, he can just ask him to kowtow to thank him.

"As a result, the stupid samurai found that the person he wanted to protect valued the lives of other friends more than that person himself. It seemed that as long as his friends lived well, that person would be able to feel happy and gratified, as if all the value of his own existence , put it all on my friends. That person also seriously asked the stupid samurai to protect his friends.

"So, is it more important to protect that person, or to protect that person's happiness?

"Sometimes, he really feels very painful. It's like his body is torn in two. One half clamors to go to that person, but the other half sticks to the spot because of the oath. Why do we have to make a choice? Why can't his own wishes come true? Why can't he be like a child, only seeing what he cherishes, and not caring about what that person thinks?"

The boy's voice was always low, some words could not be heard clearly amidst the sound of fireworks exploding, and his expression was also dimmed under the silver hair.After Songyang sat quietly and listened, he laughed softly and said, "Your troubled friend is really a very gentle person."

"..."

"The person he wants to protect must be very, very important to him. How much do you have to trust him before you are willing to entrust your most important things to him? And I think that person asks the samurai to protect him My friends, rather than entrusting them, hope that they will no longer see the lonely look of a samurai.

"It doesn't matter what it is. I unilaterally think that I can't establish bonds with others, and I live in my own world." Take responsibility for me to protect others, and then feel the feeling of being loved! 'If it was that person, he probably wanted to say that with his fist raised.

"It's really enviable, two people who cherish each other like this."

Yin Shi was lying lazily beside him with his head propped up, and slowly moved over, carefully and lightly hugging Songyang's waist.

"What's the matter, do you want a hug?"

Songyang smiled gently, leaning over to respond to the boy's embrace.But the young man raised his hand to hold his face, his dark red eyes glowed brighter than the fireworks in the sky.

He said: "Songyang, Ah Yin, I have been..."

Only halfway through his words, there was a loud noise from under the sentry tower, and the entire high platform shook violently.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-!!!"

Songyang reacted quickly, grabbed Yinshi's belt and jumped off the platform.Only after jumping down did he realize that it was Gui who was shaking the platform desperately.

"It's despicable, it's so despicable, it's so despicable, Yinshi! You actually left your classmates and went to watch the fireworks by yourself!!"

Gao Shan led a group of juniors to stand not far away, with a smug smile on his face as if the plot had succeeded.Seeing Yinshi being carried down by Songyang with a dark face, he raised his eyebrows and mouthed: "Want to meet the teacher? You are eight-hundred-years too early."

Seeing Gintoki slashing at Takasugi with his hair frizzing and copying the scabbard, Songyang sighed helplessly, put his hands in his sleeves, and led the students to a more open place to finish the rest of the Hanabi Festival .

It seems to have returned to the time when the Matsushita Village School was just opened, and everyone walked around the streets, laughing and making noise under the gorgeous fireworks.Songyang stood far away, looking at his students tenderly.

Even if the world is miserable, and weep bitterly after encountering a huge disaster, as long as we continue to live, there will definitely be moments of smiling.

I really hope his students can understand.Then live a strong and beautiful life, and feel no regrets when you leave this world, that's enough.

Not long after the fireworks festival ended, the old man who had been walking with them passed away.No relatives, no companions, only Songyang and his students sent him to his death.

On the last night of the old man's death, Songyang stayed by his side all night.As long as he still has the last trace of nostalgia for the world, Songyang is ready to cut his wrist and give him his immortal blood.

This is what he owes the old man.Only this idea is stubbornly rooted in Songyang's mind.

"Mr. Tabata, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

The students were all so sleepy that they fell asleep, Songyang leaned over to his ear and asked him softly.

"I'm so sorry. I've been struggling with this old bone for a year, and it's time to go down and meet my family."

Looking at Songyang's soft green pupils, the old man smiled softly.

"Songyang, it's useless to continue wandering. For the children, as long as you are there, it is their home."

The old man's funeral is very simple.Yinshi took the ashes of the old man, and when he returned to Matsumoto Village one day, he would scatter the ashes on his homeland.

Songyang took his students and lived in this unknown village.He watched the students start to make a living independently, and then went to say hello to the people he knew in the village, hoping that he could take care of these children more when he was away.

Tianzhaoyuan Naraku didn't send another messenger, but he didn't do anything else, so Songyang assumed that they acquiesced to the conditions he proposed.The parting scene he originally imagined was peaceful and quiet.He can put a letter on the table, or say goodbye to the students, saying that he wants to travel alone for a few years on a whim.He can ask the cronies he met during the war—now they are all gray temples and hold high positions in the government—let them write letters to the students, so that the students will not be too worried and unable to let him go.

After a few years of separation, the students should have their own lives, and as a teacher, I can quietly retire from their lives.

He thought very well and thoughtfully, the only thing he didn't expect was that Naraku of Tianzhaoyuan unilaterally tore up the treaty.