[Reaper Hirako Mako fan] Yesterday is not today

The quiet room of the Japanese style is so spacious that it is almost empty. All the doors and windows are opened to let the humid air wander around in the room, and the gurgling water in the courtyard is dappled with vague warmth under the sun.Gu Yuejie was standing by the window. The loose and soft fabric trimmed the soft and smooth lines of the shoulders and neck. The ties around the waist were less than finger-width tight to tighten the slender and beautiful waistline. He rarely used a hair tie today. The long black and white hair at the back of the head and part of the bangs that are too long are tied loosely behind the back, revealing the delicate and gorgeous arc extending from the lower jaw to the back of the ear, and half of the eyes that are narrow and long like a fox. The eyes that are always hidden in the shadows created by the bangs under the sun finally revealed their true appearance - a rich and dark almost pitch-black dark green, which flows from the mineral veins deep in the earth's crust every time they close their eyelashes. The brilliance of the purest crystal clear emerald.

Fu Chuan Yingming's eyes stayed on Gu Yuejie's narrow, long and graceful eyes that always unconsciously reveal a little masculine beauty for a long time, pondered for a moment, and finally said slowly: "I remember that your hair color was originally pure Black, Jieren."

Gu Yuejie heard the words and slowly turned his head to look at the red-haired man sitting under the huge horizontal axis of calligraphy and painting. The muscles contracted smoothly under the smooth and firm skin and pulled the head to create a thin layer on the delicate collarbone. "It's rare that Mr. Fuchuan still remembers such trifles. It was a long time ago. Spiritual bodies that lose their spiritual power will always age faster. Maybe my hair will turn completely white in less than 100 years." Bar."

Gu Yuejie's calm words seemed to remind Hideaki Fukawa of some secret past events: "Even if you are really gray-haired, this face will still be as young and beautiful as it is now. Eternal youth and beauty can make heaven All the women down there are going crazy over it."

Gu Yuejie moved the corners of his lips slightly, evoking an ambiguous angle between sarcasm and a smile: "Master Fuchuan called me here today to settle accounts after the fall. I have said a lot of things I shouldn't have said recently, You did a lot of things you shouldn't have done."

Hideaki Fukawa's gentle and undulating breath was slightly suffocated, and his soft and smooth voice flowed from Yanran's lips: "Jieren, your way of speaking is always so straightforward that people can't resist it."

"Even if you point out this kind of shortcoming, I will not correct it, even if I have paid a terrible price for it." Gu Yuejie's cold eyes flashed a faint smile, "Gu Yue Jieren is Gu Yue Jieren, he is nobody but himself."

Hideaki Fukawa patted his forehead, and the sweetness on his lips finally began to show signs of collapse: "Okay, okay, I'm not crazy enough to confuse you with the other side. But have you been in contact with Aizen recently? Too often? My adjutant."

Gu Yuejie stared at his boss with an expression on his face, or used a more commanding and swearing word master, the deep dark green pupils lost their pleasant color after completely turning away from the sun, and turned into a frightening darkness : "Do you still remember why I left your side? Lord Sukawa."

The expression on Fukawa Hideaki's face followed the sudden question, skipping the blank space of ignorance, and it was fleeting, but the man who was already calm and composed enough to get the answer he wanted, he slightly twitched the corners of his lips as if wanting to pull She made a self-deprecating smile, but in the end she still chose the cold indifference she is most used to, as if she suddenly understood at the moment her mouth trembled that ignoring and ignoring the loyal man has long been a habit, so there is no need to pretend to be sad: "You Forget it, it's the most normal outcome, if you remembered you wouldn't ask me that question."

Without warning, Gu Yuejie raised an arc that could not be called a smile, and said word by word: "I was expelled from my side because I objected to your killing Yuan Zhibi Fang. I objected to your killing His reason is very simple, because you know that the other party died at the hands of whomever, you can't die at your own hands. You love him deeply, and the pain caused by killing your lover with your own hands may destroy you. Although you were calm and rational when you made this decision, and there was nothing wrong with this decision itself, you are not as strong and cruel as you imagined, and you cannot bear the consequences of this decision .”

The exact same scene, the exact same characters, the exact same words, and even the expression on the man's face when he gave advice is like a copy, giving people the illusion of going back in time. The gate unscrupulously set off a huge wave in the depths of his mind.In fact, he still remembered that before he relied heavily on Ichiro Nakagawa, his most important deputy and most trusted think tank was actually the man in front of him. Every word said by the aggressive man with the long knife out of the scabbard, because if there is a person who has experienced a surgical operation of skinning, dismantling and disembowelling every time he talks to him, it is difficult for anyone Forget about the existence of this man.But, why do you gradually forget it?Because this man represents his mistake, the stupidest, worst and most irreparable mistake he has made in his life.

Gu Yuejie walked slowly in front of Hideaki Fukawa, knelt down on one knee, and made a gesture that was too familiar to Hideaki Fukawa, and he took Hideaki Fukawa's right hand, and gently kissed the naturally curved fingers in his hand. The slender and thick eyelashes seem to pass across the white and delicate texture at the moment when the palm is raised and pressed to the forehead.

"I lost my sword, and I can no longer protect you by your side." The man kneeling on one knee gradually overlapped with the pale and bleeding face on the hospital bed, and the almost transparent fingertips held this palm gently, " However, I still hope that you can accept my loyalty, and from now on, what you think in your heart is the direction of my progress."

What you think in your heart is the direction I am going.What you think in your heart is the direction I am going.What you think in your heart is the direction I am going...

Fu Chuan Yingming suddenly grabbed Gu Yuejie's cool fingers with his backhand, lowered his eyes to look at Gu Yuejie who fell down on the ground with his knees on the ground, and slowly smiled meaningfully: "You know what I really want What do you want? Intervention."

"Whatever you are afraid of, you are longing for. Lord Fuchuan." Gu Yuejie's voice was as cool as the pleasant night breeze in summer evening, "Please leave the blue dyeing part to me to handle."

"Jieren... the more you know, the faster you die."

"For a dying person, death does not pose a threat to him. Lord Sukawa."

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"Ah—————" Pingzi, who was sitting in the shadow of the eaves and eating watermelon comfortably, suddenly sneezed loudly, grabbed the hair that had been cut short on the edge of the frontal bone, and looked to the side, "Are you Isn’t it another bad idea? Zero degrees.”

The black-haired, black-eyed man in a black robe slowly stretched the three gold threads on the cuffs of the only decoration on his robe, and smiled peacefully with half of his head turned: "You probably cut your hair short suddenly, and your body blown The cool breeze is a bit maladaptive."

"Mouth, my body is not so weak."

"Sneezing does not mean that the body is weak, and sneezing once in a while is good for physical and mental health."

"Zero Dude, you should be busy with a lot of things. Is it really okay to hang out with us guys who have nothing to do all day?"

"Please work hard to correct the bad habits you have developed from getting along with your adjutant." Matsushima's zero-degree curved arc is gentle and elegant, and a faint purple light shines in the deep black eyes. I have no use. If you are curious about me, please use a more efficient verification method."

"You are indeed a difficult guy, but if you want to lure me, you will be wasting your time." Pingzi shrugged, "People like you don't have accomplices or subordinates."

"Oh?" Matsushima Zero raised his brows with interest.

"For people like you," Pingzi spat out a pitch-black melon seed and wiped the sticky juice from the corner of his mouth, "it makes no difference whether you are accompanied by a person or a dog."

"No, Mako." The black-haired man smiled happily, "Although what you said is indeed correct, I allow exceptions."