【Silence】Forbidden candy

The room with monotonous colors, the air with the smell of disinfectant, and the clock hanging on the wall with constantly rotating hands constituted his whole world.

Here he felt very peaceful.

"I like you!" The girl with pretty short hair bent down deeply, behind her the door of the anatomy room was ajar, from which she could see the afterglow of the setting sun in the outer corridor.

It turned out that this time has come.At this time, he was thinking about such meaningless things.

"I, I have actually been paying attention to you for a long time. Although I haven't had the opportunity to approach you before, I like you very, very much no matter whether it is your gentleness or your seriousness!" With a trace of haste and panic.

After a long silence, he finally spoke:

"That—" Then I didn't know what to say.He was still holding the dissection tools in his hand, and lying on the table behind him was a naked man with his brain open.This kind of scene is really not suitable for talking about this kind of topic.

No, that's not the case.

"I'm sorry." After a long time, the young man with his back to the operating table said so.He has long, light-colored, silver-gray hair that reaches to his shoulders, and when he puts it down, it always gives people a feminine feeling.But at this time, because of the anatomy work, it was tied up, looking clean and neat, and the aura around him became sharper.

The girl bent over lowered her head, her voice trembling: "Yes, yes, after all, Jinguji has a lot of homework and practice at school, and I never thought I could date you... I'm sorry, because this feeling cannot be suppressed no matter what!"

I always feel very desperate and can't let it go.Although he couldn't connect himself with the person described by the other party anyway.He is not gentle, and he is only serious about the things he is interested in, and——

The young man took off his rubber gloves and mask, thought for a while, and said softly, "It's getting late now, do you want to sit in the coffee shop? I'm treating you."

Still a boring and dreary one.

Because he has no stories worth telling himself, he loves to listen.Whether positive or negative, wild daydreams or dark and depressing inner monologues, he is willing to understand these, he is fascinated by them.It is not known when this habit was cultivated, but he likes all strange people, and wants to know what kind of consideration their behavior is based on, and how complex human beings can reach.At first he just enjoyed it silently, until that happened later.

"The old gentleman of that family has passed away."

When he came back from school, his mother turned her back to him and said, helping his father to straighten his tie: "You have a good relationship with the husband of that family, you must be very sad."

The two were dressed in mourning clothes, completely dark, and had a strange and solemn feeling.The parents with a decent style have the supreme sense of empathy and responsibility, and believe that even the son's nefarious relationship with meddling should be taken care of.

——It is said that he accidentally rolled down the stairs and fell to his death while pushing the wheelchair while the maid was not in the gap.

He locked himself in his room for a week.Everyone around him thought he was too shocked, only he knew that he didn't feel anything.

This is the most terrifying thing.

This is not normal.He began to carefully list every detail of his life with the other party in the notebook, even if it could arouse a trace of sadness.Only then did he discover that he had never asked about the old man's family situation, nor cared about the other's illness, but just took him out for a walk and rarely even chatted.Most of the time, the other party is just babbling nonsense, while I let the ugly desire born of interest devour this old soul.

On the seventh day, he walked out of the room, threw the black-lined notebook into the trash can, and then admitted that he was abnormal.Jinguji Jirei, the person who is expected by everyone and believes that he will have a bright life in the future, has gone astray from the beginning.

But at the same time, he also drew a clear line in his heart, in order not to be distorted by interest, what kind of "evil" is absolutely intolerable.

Over time, in order not to let the darkness in his heart erode other people, Jinguji Jirei has unknowingly become such a person: he seems to be approachable, but actually puts his position in a very delicate position, and will not Appears distant and not too close.And people living around him have probably discovered this characteristic of him, so that a strange circle of awe and love is formed.

The short-haired girl sitting opposite rubbed the rim of the cup with her hand, and smiled cautiously: Thank you for listening to me, I always feel that my mood has become much more comfortable after chatting with Jinguji-kun...but sure enough. .....is it still not working?

He said he was very happy to help her, but that was all, and he couldn't reciprocate anyone's feelings.In the past, he also tried whether he could fix his interest on a certain person so as to develop a higher level of relationship, but he always ended in failure.Finally he came to a conclusion.

Maybe it's because this group is the only one he loves.

Breaking away from the group, there is only a single "individual", and he cannot find what he needs from such an existence.

[Even so, it doesn't matter. ] Then someone said that to him.

I don’t know which afternoon it was, but he stayed in the anatomy room as usual, because the medical school doesn’t have material delivered every day, so he spends more time thinking and studying here. As mentioned earlier, he There is peace here.

"I don't need that frivolous feeling. I'm interested in you personally, Jinguji Jirei."

A young woman who had never met before stood at the door, holding a stack of papers in her hand - it was a paper on the evolution of the human brain and neural reconstruction published by Jikurai Jinguji at the academy not long ago. The instructors all thought this assertion was too whimsical.The other party was wearing a very plain white dress and black dress, but there was something in her eyes that did not match her upright and demure appearance: "It's the first time we meet, my name is Ann."