Yuanshen, as a mortal, I cannot accompany you to the end

Will not!

Will not!Will not!

No, no, no, no, no.

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Let's update two chapters in a row first, don't scold me this time...

Then at night, there are also one or two chapters.

I won't count the results of today's reward until tomorrow... But judging by the situation, Sigu may really be dead...

Volume 22: Chapter [-] New Year's Gift

When I saw him again, he was lying in the snow.

It was dawn, the sun was warming on his body, and the color of snow was also covering his body, it seemed half covered with snow and half covered with light;

His knife was quietly beside him, and the kettle that fell by his side was buried deeply in the snow.

There was blood on his cheek, it was coughed up blood, and the blood also stained a small half of the snow, the deep red was in stark contrast to the pure white snowflakes, the blood had completely dried up.

He looked cold, his lips were dry and cracked, and the breath from the tip of his nose seemed to gossamer.

"...Ah. Is that so."

"So it is."

There was a void in my heart.

It was as empty as this snow field.

Yae Miko felt himself trembling.

Still without emotion in her heart, she stretched out her hand tentatively, and the maiden's sleeves rested on the snow——she tentatively embraced Kiyono in her arms.

It is cold to the touch.

Very cold.

It also feels like snow.

She still didn't know what to do, she gently stroked Qing Ye's cheek, and wiped away the blood from his cheek, only then could she see his face clearly.

The old guy seemed to still have a smile on the corner of his mouth, silly and hearty, just like his previous smile, he seemed very happy.

Looking at that smile, looking at that habitual smile...

She was suddenly overwhelmed by a huge emotional torrent.

The snow field in my heart collapsed, and as the last snowflake fell,

After pressing through the accumulated layers of ice, her heart cracked layer by layer.

Miss Fox finally felt the emotion.

On the way, she thought she had prepared for the worst and built up enough psychological defenses, but when she saw his smile again, all of this collapsed.

The avalanche will drown her.

She hugged Qing Ye as hard as she could, trying to warm his body, her lips trembled slightly, but she couldn't speak, only a sentence that was like a whisper——

'asshole'

'Old bastard...'

She scolded Qingye Leiming, but it was more like scolding herself.

Lantern Festival, Goldfish, Lantern Riddles, Smoke Talk, New Year, Fried Tofu, Stove, Tea, Kotatsu, Temple Fair,

She made a lot of plans, she obviously made a lot of plans, and you obviously agreed, you obviously promised, old bastard, you said you would live for hundreds of years, you go One year clearly said goodbye in the coming year!

asshole.

asshole.

why why...

Mr. Ben Gongsi waited for you on the beam yesterday, from morning to night, from the warm light of winter to dusk and dusk, the street is so lively, and there are so many new things... But you are not here.

You're on the island, you're in the snow, you're going to kill some shitty big snake... why, why, why!

Is samurai honor so important?

Old thing, you have been stubborn all your life, you have a temper like a cow when you are young, and you are a dead bastard when you are old, you bastard, bastard, you have to hide everything from us, and you refuse to fail no matter what injury you get Excuse me, you were like this when you were young, and you are still like this when you are old, guarding your shitty honor,

You are just a mortal!Weak mortals, mortals who will age and die!Don't you forget, you are a mortal!

She lowered her cheeks in front of Kiyono's chest, and Yae Kamiko heard her slightly choked up voice, the voice was very soft,

"Rely on me a little bit... bastard mortal."

Miko thought of the fox udon that she ate that day, it was delicious, delicious, warm noodle soup, swallowing it, she felt the chill all over her body was dispelled, it was really delicious, but at that time she was very fond of Kiyono say 'average'

This may be Qingye Leiming, who made tofu for her for the last time.

He already knew his physical condition.

Dragging her sick and weak body, her fingers were cut by a knife, she made the last bowl of tofu for her, and then Qingye will leave Inaozuma City tomorrow to die on a distant island.

It was the last farewell, but she said to him:

'generally'

At that time, what kind of mood will he have in his heart?

I don't want to think about it anymore.

Huh, huh.

The sun was still shining, it was warm in winter, and the sky was so clear after the rain, Shenzi took a deep breath.

She took out the scarf in her sleeve, a snow-white furry scarf, and wrapped it around Qingye's neck.

Yae Shenzi said softly:

"Old man, this is a gift I want to give you with my own hands. Hey, talk to me, this palace secretary gave you a gift."

"Hey... talk to me."

"Hey..."

She paused: "It's cold, so I want to give this to you. I wove it by myself. I want to give it to you. You have to live well."

"You'll be fine. Let's go home."

Her voice was still trembling.

Hearing the call, Kiyono slowly opened his frail eyes and stared at her weakly.

"Little Fox..."

His lips trembled, but he couldn't speak. Yae Kamiko leaned down, and then he heard what Kiyono said:

"Look down the mountain."

Look down the hill.

Yae Shenzi heard it clearly, she subconsciously looked down the mountain and found that a lot of snow had melted away.

With the uprooting of the big snake Obaros, thousands of cursed filth disappeared and dissipated in the air—the former Yalu Island was gloomy and treacherous, full of ghosts and shadows, barren trees, and boundless snow, but the current scenery is It's different.

Obviously spring hasn't arrived yet, but under the warm sun, it always makes people feel that spring is approaching.

There is a twilight of the morning light flowing in the forest, and the faint mist is steaming. In the farthest distance, you can see the cherry blossoms of the sacred cherry tree, accompanied by snowflakes. The cherry blossoms are constantly falling, and the pollution is constantly being purified.

In this cherry blossom rain, the world is so beautiful.

"This scenery is my New Year's gift to you...Happy New Year, little fox."

He said softly, his physical strength began to run out again, Qing Ye closed his eyes again in a dazed state, and lost consciousness.

Faintly, he heard crying.

Volume 23: Chapter [-] Maybe there is hope ([-] in [-])

"How to say."

Qing Ye opened his eyes, he found that he couldn't move, his body was heavy and unfamiliar, his mind was also dizzy, and his eyes were full of double images.

He closed his eyes tiredly and asked in his heart.

"What do I say?"

【You have been in a coma for three days】

"There are only fifteen days to live, and three days of coma, wouldn't it be a big loss." He laughed at himself. "I'm really at a loss."

【You should be glad you didn't fall asleep】

Human reason.

【How are you going to die】

They finally talked about it.

A man cannot choose his birth, but with luck he may choose his death.

"I don't want to die here." Qing Ye replied in his heart, "I should have died on that snowfield, but I was picked up. I should have died long ago, and I can't delay any longer."

【That girl guarded you for three days and three nights】

"Can you do me a favor?"

【what busy】

"Compress the remaining twelve days of vitality into three days... just two days, I want to get out of bed."

【Why do you want to get out of bed】

"I don't want to be in such a mess. I don't want to move and I can't move. I don't want to die like this. It's too shameful and ugly. Renli, you have a lot of problems today."

[I'm just curious about this, observing your life has made me interested in human beings]

"Then can you do it?"

【You can open your eyes now】

Qingye Leiming slowly opened his eyes, the glare of the window lattice light, snow light or morning light, was cut into several pieces by the thin window leaves.

He squinted his eyes slightly, and then he noticed that there was a small snow-pink thing lying on the pillow, it was fluffy, it was curled up, its tail was drooping on its body, and its paws were clenched. It seemed to be having a nightmare—— A soft whimper.

There appeared to be tear stains.

His heart regained strength, and his complexion gradually turned rosy, but all this was an illusion. Qingye Leiming had withered from the bottom of his heart, just like a blossoming branch of cherry blossoms, gorgeous and prosperous, but in fact it was dead. The prosperity on the stem is its dead appearance.

The rice wife is very interesting, and it is called "the sorrow of things", which is a kind of aesthetics.

【You can answer my question now, how do you plan to die】

"I don't want to die here. If I die here, they will give me a grand funeral, but Dao's wife is about to celebrate the Chinese New Year. During the Chinese New Year, everyone will die miserable and ugly."

【Where are you going to die】

"I'm going to Mond. Maybe dying at sea is a good choice. I can't let them know that I'm going to die, at least not now, or I won't want to go."

【What are you going to do】

"I'm going to do it—that's what I'm asking you to do."

Qingye Leiming patted the head of the little fox next to the pillow heavily, "Wake up, slacker!"

Miss Fox was awakened, her whole body trembled first, her ears stood up vigilantly, she looked at Qingye, at that long-lost smile.

Yae raised his head in a daze, and stared at him in a daze, the shadow of Kiyono was clearly reflected in the fox's eyes.

"you..."

"I'm back, I'm fine, why are you so worried." He showed that trademark sneer again, as if to say 'how can I be fooled again', just like countless times before.