[Comprehensive] It's the end of the world again

So...how did things come to this?

Yong blinked, feeling as if he had been fast-forwarded to a plot inexplicably.

too close.

He frowned with some discomfort, and tried to step back a little, but the single bed in the ward was only that big, and if he moved back, he would fall down.

Yong sighed, thinking that he who would agree to such an unreliable proposal might really be a little delirious.

A very light laughter came from very close, but it went through all the barriers and went straight into the ear hole, arousing a series of tiny goosebumps.

"I'll be here," he whispered, "so you can rest."

"'I'm the last one on your way'"

"'Last Spring'"

“'The Last Snow'”

Amin's voice was so gentle that it was almost a whisper, but the last line changed language abruptly, returning to the original appearance of the poem——

"'Last Fight for Survival'"

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When someone pushed open the door of the ward again, the blond patient in hospital gown was sitting quietly by the bed, holding a book in his hand, but obviously his attention was not on that book.

His eyes fell on the face of another person lying on the hospital bed for a long time.

That person obviously didn't speak, but there seemed to be another voice in his eyes.

The sound was probably roaring or wailing.

Otherwise, why does it look like she's about to cry the next moment?

"Ermin." Someone called him in a low voice.

The person who was called turned his head and made a silent gesture, then stood up and followed the person out of the ward, closing the door gently, and then turned to look at the busy person who was supposed to be in charge of handling follow-up incidents in the academy. The person in the corner was busy: "Mr. Huang Ying?"

The investigator in the white suit shrugged, with a lazy expression: "Don't be so hostile, Ermin."

Amin leaned against the wall with his chest folded, and gave him a cold look, "The reason why you are here is nothing more than Kazusuke Matsui or the investigation of the bombing case, isn't it?"

Mr. Huang Ying spread her hands.

"I didn't have the motive to do that. You don't have to believe it, but it's not me." He shook his head and looked up at the investigator. "I guess, there should be a clear clue pointing to me now, right?"

Huang Ying admitted without the slightest shyness: "Yes."

"Then this road is blocked, because you have no way to get the new clues you imagined from me." The blond young man in a sick suit twitched the corners of his mouth and gave a friendly smile, "From my I would like to give you a suggestion from the angle - of course, if you think this is the suspect's self-excusation, you can not accept it."

"Nothing happens for no reason."

He has a pair of extremely beautiful blue eyes, but the dark pupils are like reefs on the sea, as if some kind of danger is gestating at all times.

"If something strange happened at the same time as these things were happening, that might be a clue."

After speaking, he nodded to Huang Yinggong, and when he was about to return to the ward, he was stopped by the investigator again.

Arnold, who was still good-tempered when no one was involved, sighed, but didn't turn around, just tilted his head to show that he was listening.

The voice of the former 'Super High School Level Investigator' was a bit dazed: "I...why did I doubt you in the first place?"

Before everything happened, I felt that this person was extremely suspicious, and even contacted the special recruit named Jing Haoyong because of it.

Although it was true that after touching the reverse scale of that person, it was discovered that he was really not the kind person he appeared on the surface, but at the beginning...why was it?

"Human instinct is the innate ability and behavior tendency of human beings. Curiosity is also one of the instinctive desires, and desires can be expressed in various forms. Sometimes human beings will do various behaviors in order to satisfy desires." Amin turned to look at the investigator, frowned and said, "I thought you were 'suspect'."

Sounds a bit perverted.Mr. Huang Ying touched his nose.

"There is another case of acquired 'instinct', which comes from many sources. It may be psychological suggestion, hypnosis, or conditioned reflex. Is it targeted?"

Mr. Huang Ying nodded his head.

"Then suppose some kind of 'will' forces you to doubt my actions—whether it comes from yourself or the outside world." He raised his hand to stop the investigator who seemed to want to say something, "I don't think it is necessary to overcome."

"If it's the former, then it means that you really felt that I was planning something, and there will be no problem in continuing to investigate. If it's the latter..." He paused, "Since you have realized it, then that'will ’ There must be something else—against me.”

Huang Ying looked at him hesitantly: "Do you know something?"

"It's just some low-level speculation." The patient smiled gently, and then his eyes lightly fell on his left hand, "Your arm was injured before, Mr. Huang Ying."

The investigator moved his arm subconsciously, and said with some doubts: "No."

Amin did not explain, and unilaterally terminated the conversation: "Then, see you at school...but I will trouble you to send my students back."

Huang Ying raised her eyebrows: "Your student?"

The blond teacher turned his head in the other direction and smiled, then raised his voice: "Kirikiri-san, Naegi-san."

The next moment, 'Super High School Level Detective' and 'Super High School Level Lucky' with somewhat unnatural expressions came out from the corner, and then they heard their teacher's voice seemed to be more gentle: "This time, it should not be too late. Shall we finish class?"

Hiroko Kirikiri: "..."

Sapling Makoto: "...I'm sorry."

The teacher patted the shoulders of the two students dumbfounded, and nodded to the scout in the white suit.

But Miss Detective ignored the dark-faced investigator and father's friend, looked up at the teacher and said, "Can we talk?"

"I guess you have a lot of questions." The blond teacher bent slightly, looked at the girl who seemed a bit indifferent in front of him, and smiled gently, "I may need a little time to explain, can I wait until I go back to school?" ?”

The detective looked him in the eyes and nodded slightly.

Because the previous physical condition was too bad, he didn't send the three people away, but stood at the door of the ward and watched the three people's backs gradually disappear at the end of the corridor, he breathed a very small sigh of relief, and then his eyes gradually turned cold .

Wuqie Xiangzi became suspicious.

After Huang Yinggongyi and Komaeda Nagito, will there be another troublesome guy?

He returned to the room, closed the door lightly, and sat on the edge of the bed.

The man was in a deep sleep.

At the tip of his hair was a cherry blossom petal that was blown in by an unknown wind, and the light pink color looked extremely gentle.

Amin sat on the side doing nothing for a while.

He thought of many things, and all the hottest emotions in his limited life were related to this person in front of him.

That is his hope, and love.

"I'm 25 years old, Brother Yong." He smiled softly.

Ten years have passed since that agreement.

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After Yong woke up, he was stunned to find that it was already dark.

I don't know if it's an illusion... It seems that after he came to this world, he was always inexplicably able to sleep?

...Suddenly there is a sense of powerlessness that there are too many slots and I don't know how to speak.

Yong sat up, and found a slight tingling pain on the side of his neck, just like what he thought was an illusion last time, but it disappeared again in just an instant.

There is no reason for the illusion to happen twice, he stretched out his hand and touched the side of his neck in some puzzlement, but this time he felt nothing at all.

"...Are you awake?" The person lying on the side of the bed sat up sleepily, his messy hair looked cute, and his expression was a little dazed.

What did he... do?

Yong suddenly became stiff, and he despised himself deeply in his heart.

He actually asked a patient to give up his bed?

"It's okay, Brother Yong." Amin just looked up and knew what the man who was so stiff that he was almost turned into stone was thinking. He climbed onto the bed with his eyelids half closed, yawned at the same time, and hugged Ash The boy lay down and went back, "Go to sleep again, I'm going back to school tomorrow."

"Ah... Amin?"

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, I'm a little sleepy..." His voice had disappeared at the end.

Yong, who was forcibly buried under the quilt, raised his head with difficulty, only to find that the child's breathing had been stretched very gently, and it looked like he was really sleepy.

But... too close...

He was a little embarrassed and wanted to back away a little, but found that the child was hugging him very tightly. He seemed to notice his struggle and frowned, but he didn't wake up.

It couldn't have been worse, he thought.

The night here was so quiet that he could almost hear his own heartbeat.

'puff'

'puff'

'puff'

Yong was extremely embarrassed, and wanted to raise his hand to hold his chest so that his heart could be more honest, but he was worried that he would wake up Amin because of his actions.

Please keep your voice down, he whispered to himself, looking down.

The author has something to say:

I'm the last passerby on your way

The last spring, the last snow

last fight for survival

Look, we're lower than ever, and we're higher than ever

—— "Phoenix" Paul Eluard

Inexplicably, I feel that it is a good match, and Amin will be the last passer-by in his eternal life.

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Although it is a step late, I wish you all a happy National Day and a happy holiday =w=

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Thank you for this little angel (*￣3)(ε￣*) I was taken aback when I turned backstage =3=

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