I saw the countdown to their death

Believe in miracles, believe in him... But I was really sleepy at that time, I couldn't hear what was said later, I just remembered that he said that what he fed to himself was a 'miracle medicine', not milk candy or something...

I don't know what time it is now, and how long it will be before the boy returns home.

Miyajima Qingluan slightly lowered her eyes, intending to sleep and wait for him to come back, but now she is inexplicably energetic, how could she fall asleep again just after waking up?

It's getting boring again.

She suddenly felt that her body was very awkward, so she instinctively stretched her waist, her body tensed up, and her muscles relaxed after being stretched, so comfortable...

"Eh?"

Miyajima Qingluan was stunned, staring blankly at her hand stretching out the quilt.

The right hand can move...

She lowered her head subconsciously and looked over her shoulder... Confused, puzzled, unbelievable, her eyes slowly widened, and her plain face rarely showed emotional changes.

The jacket covering his body slipped off due to stretching, and there were no bandages or wounds on his swollen shoulders.

The originally red and swollen skin was now white, tender and smooth, the shattered collarbone was exquisite and beautiful, the pain was gone, and the wound was gone...

Miyajima Qingluan stared blankly at her shoulder as if she had been frozen.

"why……"

After slowing down for a while, as if he couldn't believe it, he cautiously pushed hard and carefully sat up from the bed.The warm clothes slipped off, and the coolness of the night swept over the whole body.

Bowing his head like a machine, what greets his eyes is the moist skin, the stalwart that has attracted the covetousness of countless men, the plump and slender perfect legs... There are no bandages overflowing with blood, no disgusting abscesses, and no hideous scars. terrible wound.

Suddenly, Miyajima Qingluan seemed to think of something, her pupils suddenly shrank, and it was as if a thunderbolt sounded in her mind, which struck her eyes black, and she almost fell into a coma.

"I...I...what's the matter..."

Miyajima Qingluan's lips trembled, a tsunami-like sadness instantly overwhelmed her thoughts, her eye sockets became rosy, and her tone trembled, "I don't know... the boy's name..."

A huge sense of dizziness swept over her nerves, but her stubbornness forced her to cheer up, and she suddenly pinched her thigh, and was stunned again.

Pinch very hard, very painful, very painful.She can bear the pain, but it doesn't mean she can't feel the pain. Why does it hurt?

Miyajima Qingluan sat on the bed like a fool, 1 minute, 2 minutes... 10 minutes... She began to turn her head to look around, it was still this simple small single room, the simple environment she had been familiar with these days.

She became short of breath, as greedy as asthma, gasped for breath, then stretched out her hand tremblingly, covering her trembling mouth.

At this moment, countless pictures appeared in my mind, and a clear voice echoed in my ears.

'Get out of the way! ! ! '

In the dark alley, I was startled by the sudden yelling, and instinctively made dodge movements, but at the same time, my shoulders and thighs suddenly became hot, and I fell down uncontrollably...

'Can I still go? ' He asked himself a question, and ran behind his back when he didn't get a response...

'Miyajima-senpai, I like you! 'He was carried home by him, but he put the knife on his neck, and he yelled incoherently in fright.

……

'Saving my senior is of course for the bounty. 'I don't know the time, maybe it's the next day, but when he said this, he laughed nastyly, and he was very angry.

'To sum up... Congratulations Miyajima-senpai, I have decided to join forces with you!So it will help you recover from your injury, or send you home. '

In fact, he didn't know where he got the victim's information, and he had already identified himself, so he made a promise to himself.

'Look, not only did I lose 1000 million to save my senior, I was almost killed by my senior and the police. If I paid so much and got nothing, wouldn't I be at a loss?I'm still a virgin! '

What he said was really irritating, and the eyes he looked at himself were even more irritating. In fact, he had recovered some of his strength after resting for a long time. He could kill him instantly but held back, and he couldn't kill innocent people indiscriminately.

……

'The soup is finished, there is no need to eat these dregs, I will serve you porridge, and after drinking the porridge, take some anti-inflammatory drugs, there is only so much I can do. '

He fed himself soup, the first time someone fed himself, and he was actually very nice.

'Why didn't you wake me up? '

He was very tired, so he was woken up by the pain in the middle of the night and didn't wake him up, but why was he angry?

……

'All the news headlines will publish pictures of your mosaic naked corpse, is this the ending you want? '

He said that there was nothing he could do, but he comforted himself seriously.

Because it is unacceptable to be tainted to death by those filthy people, so I plan to give myself to him as a thank you gift, in exchange for a decent death.

'I will help the senior sister wipe off the blood on her body, which is a good deal. '

He finished, but put the blanket back on, saying 'this is respect'.

After listening to it, I couldn't help crying. I have only cried twice in my life. It was the first time when my mother died, and this is the second time.

……

Waking up from a drowsy sleep, one finds that the lower body is cold and drenched. A dying person has no dignity.

cried again.

But without saying anything, he started to clean himself up, and then ordered himself a candy, saying: 'Toffee, sweet. '

He cleaned up for himself and called him boy because he didn't know his name.

'I'm not called a boy, I have a name...so let's call him a boy, this title is quite interesting. '

He seemed to think this title was very interesting, but the boy didn't say his name.

"Sister gets dirty once, and I'll help you clean it up once." '

The body has no feeling, and maybe it will be dirty, but the young man said firmly to himself, he is so gentle, so gentle, he doesn't despise himself at all.

'My life may not be as exciting as yours. I was born in a poor village and grew up in an ordinary way. My daily life is to help the family with farm work and study. '

I talked to the young man about myself, maybe because I am not very good at chatting, but when I asked about him, the young man ended the topic about him with one sentence.

'Here, sugar, sweet. '

For some reason, the boy suddenly became nervous, and he took another candy and put it in his mouth.

'Sister! '

The boy became more and more flustered, and yelled at himself in a panic, but suddenly he was very sleepy and wanted to sleep again.

'Senior chat, I'll chat with you!Do you believe in miracles?What I gave you just now was not sugar, it was magic medicine, and you will get better soon!Senior sister, do you believe in miracles?Do you believe me! '

Believe it, but he was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep. He tried hard to wake himself up and let himself believe him.

Three days is short, but enough to be unforgettable, and the fragments of memory flashed quickly in my mind. This is only a small part of it, and there are many, many more.

He saved himself several times, but he still couldn't save himself, he could only watch himself die...

Miyajima Qingluan's breathing was stagnant, hot tears slipped from the curtain, and she suddenly said: "It turns out that I am not asleep, I am... dead."

It turned out to be like this, no wonder I slept so comfortably this time, so I was dead, no wonder I didn't even have a dream, and I didn't have any consciousness, so I was dead.

No wonder the injury is gone, the body has become as healthy as before, and the ugly injury has recovered to the same beauty as before.

I died and lived again.

"Sugar... Miracle... Why... Teenager..."

Miyajima Qingluan turned her head in a panic, but still didn't notice the busy figure, she stopped suddenly when she got up, and looked straight at the low table beside her.

There were two notes of paper pressed by a pen on the table, and next to the note was a piece of Fukuzawa Yukichi pressed by candy.

Miyajima Qingluan gently moved the pen away, and carefully picked up the two notes.What caught my eye was a page full of text, the handwriting was smooth, clean and tidy.

"Sister:"

"By the time you read this passage, maybe I've... Hey, just kidding, I'm fine."

Miyajima Qingluan, who was teary-eyed, was stunned, her hanging heart slowly fell, but she was amused at the same time, but she had never laughed before, so she didn't know how to make a smiling expression.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but please don't ask, because I won't tell if I ask. I'm just an ordinary high school student. That omnipotent candy was given to me by a strange uncle when I was young. He said that if you eat this candy in an emergency, a miracle will definitely happen. That uncle is very strange, he is three meters tall, so I call him 'Uncle Bachi'."

Miyajima Qingluan seemed to be used to his mischief, wiped away her tears gently, and continued to look down.

"Since senior sister already understands, then, I have something to say to you."

"The murderer is dead, and a beautiful senior named 'Miyajima Qingluan' was reborn. In the future, we can't do such things as punishing evil and promoting good. This world doesn't need heroes, and high school students should enjoy it. Youth, study hard and improve every day.”

"The weight of life is very heavy. I have experienced it more than once. Uncle Hachichi only gave me one candy, and I bought the rest myself, so there is no second chance. Although I am not exaggerating when you die Crying, but also suffering all day, only one day for you. I don’t want to be sad for another day, so please don’t die anymore, please don’t make me feel regretful when I look back on today decades later.”

Tears blurred Miyajima Qingluan's vision again, she wiped away her tears again, and continued to look down.

"I admit that I hated you at first, but now I don't hate you at all. I know you are not bad. If I don't hate you, I can be friends with you. I have only been in Tokyo for more than a month, and I don't really have many friends. We are The same school, you are welcome to chat with me at any time, and come to my house as a guest at any time.”

"Because my sister's death made me very sad, I only remembered that I had a special toffee at night. The shops were closed at that time, otherwise I would buy you some clothes. I have already washed my senior's coat. I dried it with the landlord’s dryer and put it on the bottom shelf of the closet. The senior sister’s mother’s knife is still in the attic, so take it out yourself when you leave.”

Miyajima Qingluan looked up at the ceiling, and found the movable baffle in the direction of the corner.She turned the first page to the bottom and continued on to the second page.

"Senior sister, there is food I prepared for you in the kitchen. You can eat when you wake up. You don't need to keep it for me. You have only drank some water and half a bowl of porridge in the past three days. I guess you must be hungry. The water is in the kettle. Here, it is boiled water after cooling. If you want to take a bath, you can take a bath first, but my bathroom is too small to fit the bathtub and I can’t take a bath. The shower is on the left side with hot water. There are some minor problems with the switch, just turn it a little bit, be careful. If you get burned, you can treat this place as your own home until senior sister leaves."

It turned out to be a meal for himself... He was really hungry, and he thought of everything.

"Clap."

A drop of tear fell on the paper, Miyajima Qingluan immediately wiped it with his hands, but a few words were still slightly blurred.

"I promised my sister to take you home. I may have to break my promise. The [-] yen on the table is reserved for you. Please don't refuse. I checked your clothes, but I didn't find your mobile phone or banknotes. I don't know where your family lives. I don’t know if it’s far away, please go home by yourself.”

"I'm not going home tonight, don't wait for me."

Miyajima Qingluan tremblingly said: "Why."

"Senior sister will definitely cry. You are such a cool person, you must not want others to see you cry, right? So I stopped watching, I was afraid I would be embarrassed. It was force majeure before, and dying people have no dignity. , but Senior Sister has already come back to life. I promised to make you decent, and a decent death is worse than a decent life, and there is dignity in life.”

"In the end, I don't know what senior sister is thinking, but I know that you are a kind person. If you are not kind, you will not endure pain because you are worried that I will be woken up, and you will not bring justice to the poor. "

"God gave us a heart of compassion, but did not give us the ability to relieve suffering. Even though our lives are unsatisfactory, but we don't see all the suffering in this world. Human life itself is meaningless, but you can choose To experience many meaningful things, from now on, please cherish every day in the future like a gift.”

"Signed: Juvenile."

"pat...pat...pat..."

Bean-sized teardrops dripped on the paper. Miyajima Qingluan wanted to wipe it off, but she was afraid of dirtying the notes. In her haste, she didn't know what to do. In the end, she could only remove the paper and bury her face in her knees .

"Young man...why are you so nice to me?"

Miyajima Qingluan's voice finally choked with sobs, she cried out, the first time she cried out.

"Obviously...brought trouble to you...obviously hurt you..."

Obviously hurt you, cut your neck with a knife, and made you stiff neck, troubled you for several days, obviously didn't do anything for you, but in the end you were treated so tenderly, it was too much.

Treating you like this, will you be sad after you die?I will also remember, when I get old and recall the past, will I still feel regretful when I think about it?

You don't hate yourself, you are willing to chat with yourself, a decent death is worse than a decent life... When you were ugly before, wipe your body and take care of yourself.

You have always regarded yourself as a girl, and a girl's body cannot be shown to others casually, so you choose to avoid it now.

"it does not matter……"

Miyajima Qingluan sobbed and sobbed with her shoulders trembling... She tried her best not to make a sound, but she couldn't help it.She cried so loudly for the first time, it was a very small 'woo-woo' sound.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it's you.

"juvenile……"

Miyajima Qingluan raised her face full of tears, choked with sobs, and looked at the dilapidated, unfurnished small single room with hazy eyes.

God has given us a heart of compassion, but has not given us the ability to relieve suffering. Obviously we are living unsatisfactory lives, but we don't see all kinds of suffering in this world.

He was doing it for money at the beginning, and saved himself by mistaken the policeman for a murderer. He is so poor, and he still wants to help himself like this.

"The murderer is dead... I am alive... I have to experience many... meaningful things... like cherishing a gift..."

Miyajima Qingluan murmured: "Treasure every day from now on."

She was still sobbing, but she had stopped crying, quietly looking at the words on the paper in her hand in a daze, not knowing what time it was... But the moonlight was very bright, although it was blocked by the quilt on the balcony.

Three days is neither short nor long. The time when the young man is here is very short, and when he is not around, the days are like years. The time to wait for death alone is really terrifying.

The night in Sangu District was quiet, in the dark and narrow room, Miyajima Qingluan was sitting motionless at the low table, dazed like a statue.

10 minutes, 10 minutes on Tuesday, 10 minutes on Wednesday... I don't know how long it took, and finally my body moved.

"I may not pay off the debt I owe you."

Miyajima Qingluan got up slowly, walked to the closet, and looked directly at the perfect body in the full-length mirror... In school, even though she was wearing clothes, many people would secretly look at her breasts and her buttocks.

That kind of gaze is very annoying, but they only dare to peek, and dare not do anything excessive.