[Comprehensive] The growth record of the god judge

After several months, the interrogator finally walked out of this room.He was wearing thick clothes, and was hugged by Sanriyue. Layers of clothes dragged on the ground, like petals of a flower that fell to the ground. He was like a wet canary, being hugged by someone. Cherish it in the palm of your hand.

The air outside is a bit cold, and it seems to be rougher than that in the house. The examiner took two thin breaths and then coughed a little on Sanriyue's chest, looking weak, as if he was so tired that he was struggling to breathe. .

Yao Yan, who had been following him all this time, immediately stepped forward and patted the God-inspector on the back to comfort him. The touch under his palm was scary, and even through the thick clothes, he could detect the obvious bone texture. .And San Riyue's feeling was even deeper, he even sometimes had a terrible illusion, thinking that he was holding a pile of skeletons wrapped in clothes.

There is not a short distance from the atrium to Wanyezakura. The god-to-be-trial got used to the cool air outside, and Mikayue began to walk forward slowly.The Fusangshen gathered together early on, fearing that the interrogators needed fresh air and did not dare to approach, so they could only watch from a distance.Seeing what the three-day Yuezong's fellow interrogator whispered, the interrogator lay on the other's chest and listened obediently... A group of fusangshen felt sore.

Even so, could the interrogator's feelings for Sanri Yue Zongjin still not subside?

Tsurumaru stood on the branch of a big tree not far away, his five fingers were almost dug into the trunk, his fingertips were rubbed off by the rough bark, dripping blood, but he stared at it as if he couldn't feel it at all. He looked at the two people who were passing under the tree.

He almost gritted his steel teeth, his eyes were about to crack, and he tasted the rust-like taste of blood in his mouth. Only when San Riyue's figure gradually disappeared into the forest, Tsurumaru swallowed a mouthful of blood foam dryly.

The cherry blossoms were flying, and the cherry blossoms in Honmaru bloomed so gorgeously for the first time, but Tsurumaru had no intention of admiring them, and could only wish to cut the Mikazuki sect into pieces and replace it with his own body.He didn't understand, did the God Judge love Sanri Yue Zongjin like that?After being hurt like that, you still don't change your original intention?To accept only him while rejecting all?

Tsurumaru stared at Mikazuki's back, his eyes were like sharp knives quenched by poison.

The examiner leaned docilely in Sanriyue's arms, obediently like a cat, Sanriyue held him carefully, and the originally uneasy mood gradually calmed down within this short distance.He thought about it thousands of times in his mind, is the judge still in love with him?

San Riyue wasn't sure, he wasn't sure at all.In fact, he had long thought that the interrogator would never be willing to look at him again, and would even absolutely refuse his approach.

He was seriously injured last time, and those few knives cut him hard. The double blow to his body and soul made him lie in the repair pool for half a month before regaining consciousness.He is groggy every day, his consciousness is ups and downs in a gray-black ocean, and countless fragments of memory are constantly floating up from the depths of the seabed, like an old movie, gray but real.

In the end, the warm black halo in the memory enveloped the whole body, seeping into the skin and bones as if it had life, imprinting the color blocks of the pictures extracted from the memory one by one in his mind.

The word regret can no longer describe San Riyue's complicated and painful mood. He is no longer simply regretting, but wishing to kill himself.

San Riyue thought that the god judge would never give him a good look, and would not even meet him. He also heard about the god judge's reaction these days, and he was as dumb as a wooden man.He sneaked in and took a look from a distance. The interrogator was sitting by the window. There was a small gap in the window. The early morning sunlight shone on his face, and even his skin turned white. Transparent powerless color...

Haggard and pale, like a delicate doll.

That scene was repeatedly reflected in Sanri Yuezong's mind, and the depth almost burst out of his eyes.Whenever he thinks about the current appearance of the god judge, he always thinks of the past, the dull but lively and bright god judge in the past.

The former god judge would always watch him secretly when drinking tea with him, even if Tsurumaru was always making trouble on purpose, he couldn't distract his attention.Mikayue knows that Tsurumaru likes the god judge, and almost loves him to the bone marrow, and is willing to restrain his edge and break his wings, just to curl up and perch beside him.

He should have been happy to see this, the God-inspector liked him, and Tsurumaru liked the God-inspector, so he could use the God-inspector to manipulate Tsurumaru Kuninaga, an extremely unstable dangerous factor.But no matter how he warned himself, he would always read provocation in the eyes of Tsurumaru looking at the judge.

He used to think that it was Tsurumaru declaring war on him, but now he finally knows that a long, long time ago, he regarded Tsurumaru Kuninaga as the strongest imaginary enemy, and made his every move provocative and hostile. .

Sanri Yuezong had fallen in love with the God Judge a long time ago.

It's a pity that he understood it too late, so late that he didn't even have a chance to recover.

This section of the road is not long, even if Sanriyue intentionally procrastinates, it will eventually be over, and they will soon arrive at their destination.The hillside is covered with green spring grass, and at the highest point of the hillside is a fairly wide flat land. A huge cherry tree stands tall, and the crown of the tree that blocks the sky stretches around. When a gust of wind blows, the pink The cherry blossoms are flourishing one after another, like a fairyland in a dream.

So beautiful.

The fusangshen gathered under the Wanye cherry blossoms early. They spread out soft and thick blankets, filled with all kinds of tea and snacks, and indispensable fragrant wines. There are all kinds of atmosphere. It's lively like a New Year's Eve.

This should have been a long-awaited scene for the god judge. He is lonely all year round, longing for a lively and beautiful atmosphere in his heart. Since the last time he saw the Fusangshen in the promotional film "Hanamaru" released by the government of time In the scene of gathering under the Wanye cherry blossoms to enjoy the cherry blossoms and drink, I have been thinking about wanting to have a party.

There is only one Myriad Yezakura tree in Honmaru, and it never blooms. The God Judge waited for a long time but did not see the flowers blooming, so he slowly gave up this idea.Until that day, Sanriyue was holding a teacup, sitting under the eaves with the judge, enjoying the fragrant spring breeze, whispering softly with a yearning and anticipation——

"Ah... I really want to see the cherry blossoms in full bloom in spring."

San Riyue's eyes seemed to see the grand scene of countless cherry blossoms stretching endlessly, and the god judge was sitting next to him. He looked at San Riyue's eyes full of spirit, and even his own eyes were as bright as stars. .

The god judge really loves Mikazuki Munechi deeply, he gave birth to countless cherry blossom trees overnight for him, and poured a lot of spiritual power into the Wanyezakura.The cherry tree, which had been drained of vitality by the previous god judges, was rescued by the god judges. It sprouted new buds vigorously, and the next day, it bloomed with the cherry blossoms all over the mountains and plains.

The next day's wind was even soaked with the fragrance of flowers. Faced with such a beautiful scenery, some Fu Sangshen felt bitter and powerless.

The god judge was ignorant of worldly affairs and people's hearts, so he took Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who was angry in his heart, to find Mikazuki Muneki together. He thought, Tsurumaru seemed to have a good relationship with Mikazuki, so it was possible to take him there Will Mikazuki go to see the cherry blossoms with me for Tsurumaru's sake?

The judge was full of joy and anticipation, and excitedly walked across half of the Honmaru to Sanjo's room, but he became uneasy when he entered the door, and stammered to extend an invitation to Mikami Tsukimune.

Sankayue sat by the window, watching the judge excitedly ran in holding Tsurumaru's hand, then hesitated at the door for a while before slowly entering the room.Tsurumaru looked helpless and pampered, and stretched out his hand to give a cheering gesture to the judge.

Naturally glaring to the extreme.

San Riyue didn't know what he was thinking at that time, when he thought about it now, he wished to go back in time and space and beat up his past self.At that time, he was disturbed by the intimacy of Tsurumaru and the judge. His panic and lack of confidence made him eager to confirm to the judge in the most hurtful way-confirm whether the judge really loved him.

He rejected the request of the inquisitor, and then carefully observed his reaction.

Sanri Yuezong nearly got his wish and saw the extreme loss and disappointment from the eyes of the judge. He was contented to be blinded by the satisfaction in his heart because of being loved, and continued to hurt the judge without any fear.

Probing again and again, confirming again and again, he understands that he is favored, so he is complacent and pushes forward.

San Riyue was in a trance for a moment, and quickly pulled her mind from the quagmire of the past, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the present.

The examiner lay on his chest docilely and obediently, breathing intermittently, but it was extremely real and appropriate, which made people feel at ease.

He might be a little cold, his bony body was trembling slightly, Sanriyue hugged the God interrogator tighter lovingly, trying to warm him up with his own body temperature, but through the thick clothes, , his body temperature didn't seem to be conveyed, and the interrogator looked colder instead.

Sanriyue felt a little strange for a moment, is it so cold today?Maybe the body of the judge is too weak?

But he didn't have the energy to think too much. Ahead was the place arranged by the Fusangshen. The aroma of food wafted along the wind, and the head of the appraiser was moved slightly, and the tip of his nose followed like a kitten looking for food. The scent is gone.

Sanriyue smiled knowingly, feeling very cute, and the originally nervous mood was relaxed, and the uneasy heart seemed to be given a boost by the obvious attachment behavior of the God Judge, and quickly came to life.

He finally had the courage to confirm that the interrogator probably still loved him.

The author has something to say:

Guess what, Shi Ye still loves Sanriyue?

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The next chapter will continue to abuse... This chapter is accumulating strength.

The writing is a bit messy... hey.

When you are depressed, try to keep yourself busy, so that you won't think about it when you are busy.