【Yaji】The road is full of thorns

A hand suddenly reached out, holding Ji's right hand, and then a tall and thin figure covered him, covering him in his arms from behind, gently kneading his tiger's mouth and fingers that were reddened by the recoil.

"Ya?" Ji was slightly startled, and raised his head to look at him.

Ya's eyes turned to Ayase, "Why don't you give him gloves?"

Ayase was also obviously a little surprised, and replied after hearing the words: "I don't need this..."

"Ayase," Ya frowned slightly, and interrupted her words lightly, with a bit of seriousness in his tone, "I don't understand where your prejudice against Ji comes from, but I hope you can treat it like Treat Shu like any new buddy, Ayase, you let me down today."

Ayase opened her mouth, as if she wanted to defend herself, but finally said dejectedly, "I'm sorry, Ya."

She knew in her heart that she was indeed harsh on Ji today, but when she thought of Ya's attitude towards Ji, she couldn't help but criticize him and turn him coldly...

Ji held Yase's hand, took it away, came out of Ya's embrace, turned to Yaya and said: "It's because I didn't do well enough, Ya, you don't have to blame Ayase, she just has high demands on me. .”

Ayase froze for a moment, and looked at Ji involuntarily, he was not looking at her, so she could only see his restrained and calm side face.Ayase's heart twitched slightly, and shame filled her chest in an instant.

"Continue shooting training." Ji said, looking at Qi beside him.

Qi was about to step forward, but was stopped by Ya, who said, "Let me teach you."

"Aren't you busy?" Ji asked.As the leader, Ya should not be so leisurely, right?

Ya smiled and said, "It's okay." As he spoke, he walked to the shooting platform and actually started to teach Ji the basics of using pistols.

Ji's back pressed against his warm chest, Ya leaned down/body slightly, his head rested lightly on his shoulders, and when he spoke softly, his warm breath swept over his neck, "Facing the target, shoulder blades slightly The torso is retracted and the shoulders are slumped, and the fingers resting on the trigger are slightly staggered to prevent the recoil from scratching. In this way——" Those strong hands wrapped Ji's slightly, leading him to aim at the target, and with a "bang", it hit the paper Between eyebrows.

"Great." Ji admired.

"You try it." Ya let go of his hand, and watched him shoot sideways.After he finished playing one round, he corrected and raised a few words, and played another round.

The two of them are serious about teaching and learning, and there is an aura between them that is difficult for others to integrate into.

Ayase bit her lip slightly, looked at them, and forgot the record in her hand.

After training, this evening, Ji had his own room.He went to the public bathroom to take a shower, and when he got out, he happened to pass by the bar where he had been training in fighting, and was stopped by Argo for a drink.

"Thanks," Ji said, "beer is fine."

Argo gave him a can of beer from the freezer, but he drank foreign wine from the wine cabinet.

There was another boy present, whose name was Jing. Although he met Ji privately for the first time, he was very lively and courageous. He kept asking Ji what his "right hand of the king" was about.

Argo saw that Ji was in a bit of embarrassment, so he opened his mouth and said, "Jing, I heard that you can fight with Ya this time."

Jing was immediately changed from the topic, and excitedly shared his joy: "That's right! I'm so happy! One day, sooner or later, I can grow into a man who is as independent as Ya!"

"Then are you ready?" Argo asked casually.

Jing, however, was aroused by him to be nervous, and he was about to go back and check again, and ran away at once.Instead, Ji and Argo were left looking at each other in the bar.

"Haha, the mirror is really impulsive." Argo said helplessly.

Ji said softly: "Everyone admires Ya very much."

Argo stroked his hair and said with a smile: "Of course, Ya brought us all together. He is the one who gave us a second life."

Ji seemed to smile a little bit, but when Argo looked over, he was back to that insipid look as if wandering away, and Argo smiled and said: "By the way, everyone is very curious about what happened to you and Ya. ?”

Ji was slightly taken aback, Argo saw this, and continued to say: "Since we met, the relationship has been extremely close... How should I say, did you and Ya know each other before? Are you... lovers?"

Ji rolled his eyes lightly, "I don't know too well."

Argo was obviously dazed, "Huh?"

Ji's eyes turned back, looking at Argo, "I can't remember... I used to lose my memory."

The chat with Argo ended in an inexplicable silence. After leaving the bar, Ji's thoughts were a little confused. He wanted to find Ya, but he didn't know if Ya was in the dormitory now, and he was also entangled in whether he was busy with something.

While hesitating, Ji meets Qi on the road.

No, to be precise, he saw Qi.Because Qi was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows at that time, singing.It was still the familiar song, the soothing voice, the night wind gently blew her long hair, and the bright moonlight fell on her body, as beautiful as a goddess.

Ji stood still, looked at her quietly for a while, and then wanted to leave quietly.

At this time, Qi had already discovered him and called his name: "Ji."

Ji went up and sat down beside her, "Aren't you going to bed so late?"

Qi shook his head, looked at Ji's slightly tired face, and couldn't help saying: "It's been hard work, Ji."

Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then recalled the meaning of her words, with a faint smile on his face, "It's okay."

"Hey, Ji, do you like Ya very much?" Qi asked such a question without thinking, the eyes hidden under the bangs could not see clearly.

Again this question.

Set is already the second time today, was asked.

He crossed his arms, looking faintly at the gloomy fortress land outside the window, "It should be."

Qi paused, and said, "Don't Ji like me?" Her tone changed a bit, and her words were shocking, Ji couldn't help but look towards her, only to see that there was fire in her ancient and calm dark eyes.

Ji was stunned and stared at her blankly.

Qi moved, her soft body was gently approaching Ji's body, and there seemed to be a hint of seduction on her beautiful face, "Ji..." In her eyes, there was a familiar smile, and the romantic cherry blossom pink.

"Pray!" Ji came to his senses suddenly, stretched out his hand and pushed her, separating her from himself.

Ji Huo ran got up, turned his head, "I'm sorry, I thought..."

"Ji?" Qi suddenly asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji subconsciously turned his head to look at her, but saw that her eyes had returned to the ignorant crimson color, and the cherry color just now seemed to be just his illusion.

"...Don't you remember what you just did?" Ji asked in disbelief.

Qi tilted his head, "What?"

"..." Ji pursed his lips and sighed, "It's nothing."

Do you know?What happened just now?That familiar feeling... lingers like a gangrene.

While hesitating, Qi suddenly stood up and walked outside.where to go

Perhaps because of Qi Fangcai's unusual performance, Ji subconsciously followed behind her. After passing through several corridors, Ji just turned the corner, and immediately retracted his body.

Fortunately, the other party didn't see him, so Ji held his breath, carefully poked his head out again, saw the man said a few words to Qi, then moved out of the way, let Qi go in, and then the door closed again, "click", It was a small sound, but it seemed to be locked in Ji's heart.

——It is career.In the middle of the night, Ya was in the same room with Qi.

Ji felt the autumn wind penetrate into the neckline of his clothes, instantly making coldness sweep across his whole body.

He stood there silently, his mind was rather blank than filled with anger or sadness.

Lost the ability to think, but, can't think?Still unwilling to think?

"Don't blame me for not telling you—those two people spend the night together two or three times a month. I think everyone noticed it, but they just pretended not to see it." A voice sounded from behind Ji.

Ji turned around, it was Ayase.

"Sorrow and change." She obviously still had a grudge against the previous incident, so she just rocked the wheelchair, slowly passed him, and didn't talk to him much.

"...Thank you." With difficult words out of his mouth, Ji watched her back disappear around the corner.

Gradually, the turbulent mood calmed down, and he settled down and walked to the door.

The solid iron door blocked his sight and hearing, making it impossible for him to detect anything going on inside.

Ying Manji stretched out his hand and gently attached it to the cold iron door. A little wound on his hand touched the rough rust, and a faint pain burst out.

After a moment of silence, Ji knocked on the door.

The door did not open.

Slowly and firmly the set struck a second time.

This time, after what seemed like a long time, the door finally opened.

When she came to Shiqi, when she saw Ji, she opened her eyes slightly, showing a little surprise, "...Ji?"

Ji Ji's eyes fell on her, swept across without a trace, and then settled on the bandage around her arm.

"... Is Ya in there?" Ji asked.

Qi looked at him hesitantly, and a voice came from inside the door, "Who is it?"

Ji's breathing was a little short, he walked in, and what he saw was an empty and indifferent room, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows lying there, filled with cold and lonely moonlight.

There are no lights, no decorations, only a white bed in the middle, and the person lying on the bed is a familiar person.

Ji approached, and Ya stared at him, with a dim light shining in his gray eyes.

"Ji." Ya called his name in a low voice, gentle and helpless.

Ji looked at the soft bag hanging on the side of the bed, which was filled with dark red liquid, which was being poured into Ya's body along the hose bit by bit.

Ji's expression was a bit cold, and he asked softly, "What's going on?"

The young man closed his eyes, with a rare look of sadness in his expression.

"This is Qi's blood... Her blood and singing can suppress the Apocalypse virus."

Ji shuddered, "You mean..." There is actually apocalypse virus remaining on Ya's body?Why?

Ya looked at him, and gently shook his hand, "Don't worry, Ji." His face was pale, but his expression was incredibly gentle.

It is naturally impossible for Ya to tell Ji that what happened in the church that year... He escaped by chance, but the Apocalypse virus that cannot be eliminated was left on his body. This virus ate away at his body faster than ordinary people, So he could only rely on Qi's blood to survive.

Ji Moran.

He was obviously full of questions and mysteries, but he was beaten to pieces by the other party's few short words.

If Ya didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask.

"I'll go first, Ya, Ji." Qi whispered, then slowly turned and left.

Ji sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, and covered Ya's cold hands from the infusion with his warm hands, "Ya... From now on, I will always be with you." He lowered his head in attachment , Leaning gently on the side of the bed, Ya smiled and stretched out his hand to caress.

"it is good."

The time seemed to go back to the distant past. After the two boys played around all afternoon, in the soft red sunset, the brown-haired boy fell asleep lying on his lap, while he was gently caressing his soft hair, While casting his eyes on the distant sky.

The breeze blows, bringing the fresh smell of the sea and green grass, tranquility and serenity.

It's almost dawn.