On how to understand love

After investigating for a long time around, nothing was found.

The clouds were so thick that even a gleam of moonlight could not appear. The street lamps standing on both sides of the street were weakly illuminating the street. Under the yellow light, there was no shadow of death. Yuya did not move with everyone, and most of them were two people. A group of two went to check nearby, but she insisted on looking around.

She clenched the handle of Dengzhang's knife with her left hand, even if she could feel it if there was a fight, she was still used to holding on to Dengzhang while walking, as if she could talk to him at any time.

In fact, Deng Zhang can be said to be the closest person to her. Whether it is fighting or daily life, she can feel that Deng Zhang is standing behind her and accompanying her to bear everything.She was a little absent-minded, and she was still thinking about the boy who suddenly disappeared just now, with a hair color similar to hers, and amber eyes, as if two beautiful ambers were inlaid on white jade.

She saw the corner of Madarame and Yumi Ayasegawa in front of her, and the two were walking on the street swaggeringly, Madarame seemed to be yelling something, and Ayasegawa would occasionally talk to her, and Ayasegawa was stunned for a few seconds. When people met her, Madarame was the first to react, and he raised his hand to say hello.

Yumi was a little embarrassed: "Madara... Madara..."

"Remember it carefully! My name is Kazukaku Madarame, and this is Yumi Ayasegawa! Don't forget other people's names casually! It's very hot, hey!" Kazuya Madarame looked like he was about to breathe fire, and Yumi was startled After a jump, he took a step back and said softly, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you alone, Hitsugaya people?" Madarame looked at her with narrow and long red phoenix eyes, narrowed his eyes, and then opened his mouth to ask.

"Captain...on Street No. [-]." Yumi thought for a while before replying.He looked up at Madarame and Ayasegawa who were much taller than her. The latter looked dissatisfied and didn't look at her. He just took out the mirror and carefully adjusted his eyebrows and hairstyle.

"It's really rare, Hitsugaya will rest assured that you are alone, he is a famous dick." Madarame twitched the corner of his mouth.

"..." Yumi couldn't understand, and looked at Madarame blankly.

He looked at her ignorant and innocent face, then patted his smooth forehead helplessly, and sighed along the way: "Forget it, Asai, Ayasegawa and I are near here, please come to us if you need help."

Youmi was stunned for a few seconds, looking at Madarame's head shining under the street lamp, like the bright moon in the sky, she always felt so bright that she was about to go blind, she felt a little uncomfortable, then squinted her eyes, and said softly: "Thank you , Madara... Madara is the senior."

Madarame was a little touched that she finally remembered her name in her heart, and then, without being shy, he patted her on the shoulder and continued walking with Ayasegawa.

Yumi looked at the backs of the two of them, pursed her lips, and then continued walking.

She reached out and touched her injured ear, and it still hurt... It suddenly reminded her of the strange sight she felt the night before, and the day she and the captain came back to this world from the world of souls.Then anxiety arose spontaneously in her heart.

The temperature in the city is low in winter nights. Recently, all the residents of Karakura Town have been disturbed by various death incidents, so the night is not as lively as it was when I first came here. The deserted streets make Yuya feel the coldness She saw that the No. [-] street she was in had no vehicles, and naturally there were no people. The shops turned off the lights early. She thought for a second, and finally decided to turn around and go back.

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When she was about to move forward, another silver knife was fired at her. She paused, took a step back, and rushed towards the direction that attacked her without thinking.

There were still a lot of silver knives flying to block her progress, she could easily dodge it by using Shunpo, and she reached the top of the building soon, and saw a tall figure, a head taller than Jing , wearing black clothes, without street lights, she couldn't see that person clearly.

She pulled out the lamp holder and held it tightly.

She wanted to rush over, but it was very strange to feel that the entire roof was filled with thick fog. The night fog made her unable to concentrate at all.It would be strange because the recent weather is not too bad, but now for no reason when she reached the rooftop, the fog appeared.

She rubbed her eyes, reconfirming that it was not her eyes that were the problem.

"Broken Way..." She wanted to speak, but her voice froze in her throat. Yumi felt a tearing pain in her throat, but when she reached out to touch it, she couldn't feel anything.She touched her icy neck with her hand, hesitated for a while, then stretched out her right hand again: "Po Dao..."

She couldn't speak, she knelt on the ground, coughed a few times, and propped herself up with the lamp, she felt that the mist was spreading like that, making her eyes blurred, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Why is the situation around here so strange?

This was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

She chose to leave from this strange rooftop first, and turned back towards the original road, but suddenly felt a sharp pain of tearing flesh from her abdomen. If she continued to stay in this thick fog, Yumi would receive repeated attacks from that person. She felt that the knife was gradually sucking away her spiritual pressure, so she tried her best to get rid of it. The knife was pulled out from his stomach and thrown aside.

The abdominal wound was empty, and there was a heart-pounding pain. She was a little unsteady. Even though the body of the god of death was composed of spirit particles, the pain was not simple. She clutched her abdomen, knowing that she would not fall down so easily , Generally speaking, it is common for her to be injured in battle as a god of death.

but...but...

She felt that her consciousness was beginning to blur, and she couldn't support her anymore. Her feet softened and she fell to the ground. The fog in front of her eyes gradually became colorful, just like the screen of a movie theater, with an old set of pictures The play is about to be released.

Youmi waited with bated breath, and the scene above the mist gradually became clear.

She saw herself when she was a child, her bruised body under the old brown cloak, she stumbled along the river, probably didn't think about anything at that time, she just wanted to see what was at the end of the river.

She saw the bruises on her face, her cheeks and the bridge of her nose were bruised, and now she saw it, she seemed to be able to feel the pain on her face, she fell down and sat on the ground, covering the wound with one hand, looking Looking at the image emerging from the fog, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

Those bruises and scratches, when I think about them now, I can recall the reason why I am not used to making any expressions, because when I cry, when I laugh, the wounds will be involved and a series of pains will come, so I gradually get used to the expressionless Expression, like a statue of wood.

Some wounds on her body were caused by being beaten, and she didn't know why she appeared here.

...When this question appeared in Yuya's heart, the image inside the mist changed and turned into a pitch-black night...

In fact, it's not quite dark. Looking up, you can see dense forests. The rain is pattering down, and occasionally there will be cold raindrops hitting her face, which feels a little painful. She noticed that in the image, she was looking up. Looking at the sky, she seemed to be being hugged by someone, and then she looked carefully, and she saw a woman's chin, her long hair was loose, and a few strands were left on her chest.

She saw her little hand scratching the air, and finally managed to grab the woman's hair, and played with it in the palm of her hand.The woman didn't look down at her, but just hugged her and kept going.

...Why can't I remember such a woman in my memory?

As soon as the picture turned, she heard a woman crying. She seemed to put her down and put her on the ground, then squatted in front of her, stretched out her white and slender fingers, and gently stretched them towards herself. Yumi saw the background It was the turbulent rain and thunder and lightning. Between the lightning, she could clearly see the woman's appearance:

She has beautiful snow-haired hair, some of which stick to her face wetly in the rain, and some of which hang down on her chest. Her eyes are as clear as jewels, with curly eyelashes. She always felt that the woman's eyes were very beautiful... Later, she saw clearly , Those are crystal clear tears, swirling in the eye sockets.

The woman's hands trembled like chaff, touching her face, which made her feel the same trembling feeling. Youmi felt that the pain of the abdominal wound was not as attractive as the impression she saw in front of her eyes.

Suddenly, there was a rumble of thunder, and the woman's hands and body trembled, and Yumi heard her baby's cry from the video. After a long time, Yumi realized that this was when she was still in her infancy... The cry of the baby is the best proof.

Who is this woman?

... Seeing herself crying, the woman couldn't help but hugged herself again, coaxing her anxiously and tenderly. She saw the woman's gentle but pale face at close range, and the eyes that looked at her were full of love. She was drowning and loving, as if a warmth enveloped her from the heart, gradually giving her strength, so her crying soon disappeared, and her eyes were blurred, so the image was also blurred.

When the woman saw that she was not crying anymore, she pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her hand to touch her cheek, and after a few seconds, she seemed to suddenly recall something, she immediately withdrew her hand, shook her head, and stared at herself with something Forbearance, she put herself back on the ground, and then couldn't help crying.

Youmi couldn't take her eyes off, she felt that she couldn't help herself when she saw the woman crying, the wet eye sockets made her a little flustered, she quickly covered her eyes with her sleeve, but the tears still flowed down without warning.

She had never seen anyone cry. The woman's shoulders and body were trembling. She covered her eyes with her hands, and the whimpering sound seemed to be wronged by the sky. Yumi felt her strength gradually disappearing. , but the woman in front of her attracted her attention more than anything else.

The woman suddenly moved her hand away, and stretched out her hand to look at herself who was still in the swaddling baby, and then she froze in the air, and withdrew her hand, her thin lips opened and closed, and there was another rumble of thunder, and the woman's voice was drowned in the huge ringing.

This time the child cried again, but the woman didn't hug her up to comfort her again, but turned her back to her, stood up, and left quickly in the rain.

Yuya also felt that her vision was blurred again, the ground was wet with tears, and the Shiba outfit was soaked with blood and tears. She felt the pain in her heart and forced her to curl up on the ground, and her body was drained of strength , she didn't cover her abdomen, but put her hands in front of her eyes, trying to hide her tears.

——"I'm sorry." The woman said to herself.

Yuya saw this sentence from the woman's mouth movements. She seemed to feel the sadness that could eat away all her reason. She realized that this woman was probably her mother, and this scene was her mother. A reenactment of the day that abandoned her.

After she realized the word 'mother', tears streamed down her face.

Although I never owned it, but seeing the woman's face, I already felt the strong love and tenderness. She really wanted to be hugged by her all the time, really wanted to look at her mother's face all the time.

She saw with her own eyes her mother's wanton crying, a few hoarse screams, her white and slender fingers covering her face helplessly and in pain, with great force, as if she wanted to tear her face off, that crying The sound was sad and fragile, followed by a few vague words of 'sorry', 'sorry' and so on after the scream.

Yuya gradually imprinted the image in her heart, and broke down in tears.

mother, mother.

One of the most amazing words in the world.

The fog quickly disappeared after Yumi couldn't stand it any longer. She heard the sound of leather boots walking on the ground, and realized that someone with malicious intentions was planning to approach her. Yumi wanted to lift her spirits. However, he couldn't move.

It feels like we are only five meters apart...

Three meters...

one…

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She suddenly felt an icy temperature, and within a few seconds, she heard a familiar voice: "Sit upright in the frosty sky—Hierunwan—!"

It was the captain's voice, a little nervous and anxious, Yumi woke up, covered her wound in pain, and wanted to sit up and look at the captain.

And the Reiatsu of the owner of the leather boot who was close to her had disappeared when the captain uttered the first word. The captain's attack failed, but he didn't choose to catch up with that person, instead he ran to her immediately. Anxiously calling her name: "Yumi! What's wrong?"

Yumi was hugged by him, she flinched, felt the warmth of the captain, and shook her head softly in a hoarse voice.

She doesn't know how to express this feeling.

The sadness in her body was about to erode her, because the little silver knife and the mist reminded her of too many things.And the emotions carried inside can easily overwhelm her.

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Turning Volume [-]