Life and Death of His Highness the Prince of Songs

There were not many people coming and going in the corridor of the hospital, because it was already evening, and the family members of the patients also rushed home before dark.

Three or two doctors or nurses in white coats changed into their usual casual clothes, and left the hospital at a slightly hasty pace.

On the long aisle leading to the door to the outside world, the slanting light at dusk poured in, and it was gradually changing from warm yellow to light brown. With the cold winter air, the faint smell of alcohol in the air became even colder.

At the moment when everything seemed quiet, two people with flustered looks suddenly broke into the door.

One of the women was holding a girl who was in a coma across her arms, her face was so calm that she couldn't see any emotion, while the other girl who came with her was in a hurry and completely panicked. He looked like he didn't know what to do, and his eyes were also red, which was obviously the result of crying for a long time before.

Out of professional ethics, the doctors stopped and surrounded the two, and a medical bed was moved out after a while.

"What happened to the patient."

"I don't know, she suddenly fainted at the intersection."

"Doctor, doctor, she's going to be all right, is she? It's going to be all right?"

"Sorry, this is a quarantine area, family members should stay away."

"..."

three hours ago.

"Going back to Japan like this, then..." Li Yue still turned around uneasy and wanted to confirm with Camus next to her. This was the fifth time she had asked her after boarding the plane. It was the same topic but she took the trouble to ask it once. again.

The plane will land in about half an hour, and Li Yue is becoming more and more nervous. If you look closely at her feet, you will find that she has been stepping around restlessly.

Camus snorted sleepily the word "um" from his nose, then opened his eyes, raised his hand and rubbed his dry eyes.

Li Yue blinked, looking a little dazed.Because she still can't accept the image of Camus in front of her.

It's not that she can't accept Camus's ignorant appearance when he first woke up, but she can't accept his short, short hair at the moment.

Without his long flaxen hair, he seems to have a more friendly demeanor than before, and even the movements of rubbing his eyes now become a little "cheeky".

Of course, when the word "Jiaohan" popped up in his head, Li Yue, who was distracted, shuddered subconsciously, after all, that kind of vocabulary was definitely out of reach for Camus, if he knew her What I think at this moment, maybe the end is to be severely criticized by Camus.

"It's time to land, don't forget our agreement." Camus yawned and closed his eyes forcefully, then his face turned into a paralyzed face. He turned and looked out the window, almost like a cloud on the window, with an expression like Suddenly began to feel a little dazed.

Hearing his words, Li Yue seemed to have taken a reassurance, her feet, which had been restlessly moving, became regular, and the hesitant expression on her face became the same facial paralysis as Camus.After a while, she replied softly, "Okay."

This is the behavior habit that Camus has emphasized to her countless times in the past year-don't be careless and happy. After all, this method can effectively reduce the chance of letting others find out what you think from your expression, and this is also a qualified leader. One of the necessary conditions.

Thanks to the fact that Her Majesty's body shape was similar to that of Li Yue, so Li Yue still used her own body, and she just changed her face.She had very little contact with the outside world for a year, and she was not noticed by anyone, so no one could expose her, the fact that she was not the real Her Majesty the Queen.

The four walls of the hospital were spotlessly pale by the lights, and the windows embedded in the walls leading to the outside world struggled to embrace some darkness.

Suddenly harsh footsteps resounded on the quiet corridor, as well as heavy panting after running.

"The patient is out of danger. Which of you is the relative of the patient?" The nurse in the emergency room came out holding a notebook. She looked at the two people in front of her, looked in the direction of Li Yue after a while, and continued: "The patient's condition needs further explanation, please follow me."

Qi Yue nodded, and followed without saying much. Haruke Qihai, who was standing still, wanted to follow, but she gave up when she saw the nurses in the emergency room pushing Shibuya Youqianxiang out the door. With the thought of following up, he turned around and followed the nurse to the ward.

A running figure passed by, Haruka Qihai, who was fully focused on Shibuya Youqianxiang, didn't pay much attention after seeing the portrait of that person.But when she heard the footsteps disappearing into the corner, she felt that the man looked familiar in a trance.

When Qi Yue walked out of the medical consultation room, he faced the sullen Camus.

The expression on her face seemed a little absent-minded, and she murmured for a while before whispering: "I'm sorry."

After getting off the plane before, Camus wanted to take Li Yue to his new home, but because of the unexplained traffic jam on the road, they had to get out of the car and think of other ways.

Camus knew that Li Yue must not have had a good rest on the plane, so he asked Li Yue to stay in a nearby open-air cafe, while he went around to find the roads where vehicles could pass, and came back to find her after confirming.

At first, Li Yue promised Camus not to walk around randomly, but out of curiosity, she kept seeing passers-by walking by in front of her, walking hurriedly as if they were going to see some important person, and driven by her thoughts, she followed Going up, the height advantage made it easy for her to see and hear familiar people and familiar voices.

Although people around had called the hospital a long time ago, the ambulance never arrived. In desperation, Li Yue went up to pick up Shibuya Youqianxiang who had fainted on the ground, and calmly asked the people around where the nearest hospital was.

Qihai Chunge, who had been crying all the time, gradually stopped crying. She looked at Li Yue, who was a stranger to her, of course, without any doubt, she called the strange sister to her, and then followed her He ran all the way to the hospital.

"Let's go." Camuu took Li Yue's hand and pulled it out non-negotiably, but Li Yue's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he refused to move a little bit.

Facing Camus who was looking back at her, Qi Yue hesitated and said, "I want to stay..."

As soon as he heard the syllable "stay", Camus immediately understood Li Yue's intentions, and quickly said: "Don't forget who you are now, even if you stay, you can't recognize her, and what's more As a stranger, what position do you take to care about her? What's more, you will participate in the shareholder meeting of Saotome Office tomorrow morning as a shareholder, or do you feel that you are not tired enough and don't need to rest at all? You..."

"Okay, I see," Li Yue knew that Camus would cite countless persuasive words if she wanted her to change her point of view. In order to avoid being admonished, she immediately put her hands together to express her compromise, but before that , she still added a condition, she said: "Let me go and explain a few words to Qihai first, okay?"

Camus stared at Li Yue who was staring at him for a long time, and finally said softly after seeing her pleading expression: "It's up to you."

******

The winter snowflakes began to fall one after another, quietly drifting into the drunken alley.

On the street, people came and went like the sun and the moon, and the threatening cold air wantonly penetrated into the gaps in everyone's clothes.

Kisaragi Aine, who had just arrived at the studio, entered the studio without stopping. The assistant thoughtfully brought him a cup of hot water to warm him up, but he just took a sip and hurried into the soundproof room.

Kisaragi Aine put on the headset as usual, cleared her throat, then gestured OK to the staff outside the transparent glass, and then proficiently recited the opening remarks.

"Good evening, listeners, I am your..."

The 35-minute broadcast is not short or long.

This is what Kisaragi Aine would do every night. Even if his family moved to the suburbs, the drive would take nearly an hour, and he would be willing to pay nearly four times the time for these 35 minutes.

After the broadcast, Kisaragi Aine put down the headset and walked out of the soundproof room. The little assistant came to meet her. She held the hot milk in her hands and handed it to him with a slightly naive smile.

"Thank you." Kisaragi Aine thanked but left the studio without taking the cup of hot milk.

This is a scene that plays out every day.

The usual staff members stepped forward to pat the little assistant on the shoulder to cheer her up, but they were mostly thinking: What a pity, what a good girl, she has to fall in love with such a piece of wood that doesn't understand feelings.

Kisaragi Aine, who left the company, lowered her head and walked hurriedly. As usual, she didn't stop to look at the people and scenery around her for a moment. After reaching the underground parking lot, she started her car and went straight home.

There was no light in the car, and he was surrounded by darkness like an individual who was out of tune with the world.

Exquisite facial features with a false reality in the dark, flashing and appearing under the passing street lamps, just like the depths of the water-blue pupils of the past, are casted by the light from time to time deep shadows one after another.

——One year, back to the end of the upcoming new year.

— Now I'm doing your job, how about you?

—Where in the world was it born again?

--Miss you.

The author has something to say: The author who has disappeared for many days can finally come out and update one!It's not easy! ?

[Next Chapter] Various face-to-face scenarios!Qi Yue, Aine, Kurosaki!Ho Ho.

Ps. The plot will start to accelerate in the future!Yo West.