Shen Xia of ghouls

This night is destined to be a sleepless night.

—— Yuki Kobo

Yuuki Natsuno pushed open the window, the trees outside the window were deep and lonely, filled with desolate grayness.Xia Ye rarely said a word to him when he walked out of the hospital.

Still can't believe what he saw?Yuuki Natsuno thought a little bit disappointed.

"Come if you want, you will never kill me!" Even though he was the only one left, Yuuki Natsuno stared at the bottomless night and swore.

—— Muto family

"Call an ambulance, Brother Xiao Che won't last long." Rushing into Mu Teng's house, the exhausted Xia Ye leaned on the wall with one hand and shouted out of breath.

Before the words were finished, Muto's mother's mournful cry came from upstairs, "Dad, come up quickly, Xiaoche..."

Muto's father rushed up immediately when he heard the words, and Muto Aoi and Muto Yasuya wanted to catch up, but Xia Ye stopped him, "Quick, ambulance."

Remembering that it was Xia Ye who asked him to call the doctor during the day, Aoi Muto gritted his teeth and dialed the number of Mizobecho National Hospital.

Fortunately, Toru Muto was still alive before the ambulance arrived, and the medical staff carried a stretcher to the cross car.

"Send it to Ozaki Hospital!" Fuyuya, who followed downstairs, urged anxiously.

"Fuyuya, thank you very much for what you did for Tetsu, but Ozaki Hospital is not on duty at night." Muto's father explained.

"Young dean can go to the emergency room, can't you?" Xia Ye and Muto Aoi supported the crumbling Muto's mother.

"Xiaoche can't wait." Muto's father left this sentence, and he and Muto's mother got into the car impatiently.

The white cross car gradually disappeared into the night, and Fuyuya leaned against the wall in despair, covering his face with his hands, "It's the same, too late, too late..." A broken voice overflowed from his mouth intermittently.

"Fuyuya?" Xia Ye called anxiously.

The Muto brothers and sisters also looked at him anxiously, and Fuyuya looked at the eager Muto brothers and Xia Ye, nodded and shook his head, and finally he forced a smile on his face and said to Muto Yasushi and Muto Aoi: "The car is enough. If you hurry up, Big Brother Xiaoche will be fine."

The Muto brothers and sisters breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words. The thrilling night almost consumed all their energy, and everyone gathered together to wait for the news from the hospital.Fuyuya leaned against Xia Ye tightly, her head quietly resting on her shoulder, tears wet Xia Ye's clothes.

"It's too late..." Fuyuya suppressed his wailing like a wounded lone wolf.

Xia Ye clenched her lower lip and followed his back soothingly. Fuyuya was halfway through. If the car is not fast enough, it will take 10 minutes at the fastest to go from Waichang Village to the National Hospital. What Brother Xiaoche needs most now is Once the blood transfusion exceeds a certain period of time, the organs in the body will suffer from hypoxia and failure, and even if there is blood, they will be unable to recover.

So, Muto Toru is more ominous than good, this is the sadness of living in a remote mountain village, the only hospital where no one is on duty at night, when Dr. example of.

How many people died on the national highway at night.

At this moment, Xia Ye hated this village surrounded by death on all sides, no one can escape, everyone must die in this village, this is the tradition of Waichang Village.

Toru Muto left in a white ambulance, but when he came back he was lying on a black hearse.

Muto's mother cried hoarsely, she was clearly by her son's side but knew nothing about his changes, if Fuyuya hadn't broken in through the window, she might not have even seen her son's last face.Muto's mother beat her chest and blamed herself. If she could care more about her son, she would not be like this. She cried like this. Muto's father held her shoulders and cried silently. If he hadn't been blindly confident that his home was safe, his son would not have died.

Xia Ye and Fuyuya accompanied the Muto brothers and sisters, receiving guests who came to mourn.

"Xia Ye, why don't you go in and have a rest." Muto Aoi persuaded.

Xia Ye nodded, and pulled Fuyuya into the inner room.The incident of the Qingshan siblings breaking into Muto's house in the middle of the night spread like wildfire. The guests who came to pay their respects not only talked a lot outside the mourning hall, but even asked questions when they saw the siblings regardless of the occasion.

What's more, they secretly talked behind their backs, saying that the Aoyama siblings brought bad luck to the Muto family, and Muto Toru suddenly died of illness.

Xia Ye and Fuyuya could ignore these guests who didn't look like they attended the funeral at all, but the Muto siblings couldn't, and they couldn't bear the malicious slander of their friends who reminded their brother that something happened at a critical moment, so Muto Aoi invited Miss Aoyama The younger brother hid in the living room.

As soon as the Qingshan siblings sat down, Yuuki Natsuno walked in.

"Have you met brother Che?" Xia Ye asked.

"Yeah." Yuuki Natsuno also found a random place to sit down, his slightly long hair covered his gloomy face.

"What happened last night?"

The journey into the mourning hall was enough for Yuki Natsuno to get the news from the eloquent guests that Xia Ye and the others broke into Muto's house at night.

"We..." Xia Ye was about to say something when the villager who was crying to death forced Zhengxiong to come in.The conversation came to an abrupt end, and Murakami forced Masao to sit down in front of the French window facing the courtyard.

When the mourning was almost over, the Muto siblings walked in.

"Are you okay?" Xia Ye asked with concern.

"Hmm." Both of them didn't want to talk much, they just froze in a corner, holding their legs tightly, as if they were enduring great pain and anxiety.

The atmosphere was oppressive and silent, even the noisy cicadas forgot to sing, the vigil room was deadly silent, and everyone was filled with sadness that was about to burst.They are all a group of young people who don't know how to feel sad, but in a short period of time, the god of death has visited several times, and the happy days are gone forever.

Masao Murasaki seemed unable to bear the suffocating atmosphere, and suddenly opened his mouth, repeatedly talking about Toru Muto's death and the good memories of the past.

The atmosphere became more stagnant with his narration. For some reason, Masao Murura pointed the artillery fire at Yuuki Natsuno, insisting that Yuuki Natsuno was cold-blooded and ruthless.Yuuki Natsuno looked impatient, hoping to end the conversation with him as soon as possible, but Murao Masao persisted.

Fuyuya couldn't bear it anymore, he couldn't tolerate people making noise at the funeral of the senior he admired. "This is Brother Xiao Che's funeral, please be quiet."

"You are younger than me, this kind of tone of teaching people is too much."

Murasaki Masao seemed to have found an outlet to vent, and walked up to Fuyuya arrogantly, "If you two urbanites hadn't brought the bad luck here, Xiaoche would not have died."

"The diameter of your map cannon is so big, be careful to blow yourself up." Xia Ye looked at him coldly, his tone was as cold as ice, Masao Masao was clearly standing, but he felt that Xia Ye was looking down at him, as if he was just A humble speck of dust.

"Xiaokui, we'd better go back. I'm really sorry for causing you so much trouble." Xia Ye stood up and bowed to the Muto siblings, and Fuyuya followed suit to apologize.

"No, we should be the ones saying sorry, if it wasn't for you..."

Aoi Muto choked her throat halfway through her words and couldn't continue.

"Be careful recently, the back door must be locked, and don't go out and run around at night." Xia Ye warned.

Feeling vaguely that Toru Muto's death was strange, Aoi Muto agreed without hesitation.

Looking at the figures of the Qingshan siblings leaving together, Masao Masao felt unwilling, "Che, what strange words are you talking about? It's really cold, and you don't keep watch all night."

"Enough, you are the one who is cruel."

Muto Aoi said angrily, tears pouring out uncontrollably.

"I'm also very sad, I've already said it just now." Unexpectedly, Muto Aoi would be angry, and Masao Muraki defended in panic.

"Our sorrow is above you, and it is our dear brother who died."

Aoi Muto covered her face and cried sadly.

"For me, Xiaoche is also my big brother, gentler than my own big brother."

"I'm always talking about something and nothing. I'm very sad and I'm right. In the end, how do you want everyone to answer you? Do you want us to comfort you in turn?"

"I...just..." Murao Masao was at a loss for words for a moment.

Muteng Aoi looked at her hands. Last night, when they were in turmoil, Xia Ye tightly clenched these hands.Even today, she never let go when facing guests who deliberately slandered her. She was always by her side, and together with Fuyuya, it was obvious that everyone was exhausted physically and mentally.

"Xia Ye and the others were driven away by you, what else do you want?"

"Obviously they brought the bad luck!" Muraku Masao seemed to have found his tongue, and said the rumors he heard outside the mourning hall when he came in.

"What do you know? You always listen to other people's opinions. If it wasn't for Xia Ye, my brother's illness wouldn't have been discovered. If it wasn't for their siblings who came here in the middle of the night at the risk, we wouldn't even know about his death. What qualifications do you have? Speaking of them, what right do you have to say that you treat your brother as your own big brother, what right do you have to make a scene in his mourning hall?"

Muto Aoi yelled out with all her strength, "Get out, get out!"

Masao Murakami was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and finally ran out of Muto House unwillingly, weeping, he didn't know whether he was sad for Muto Toru's death or angry that he was not taken seriously, crying and running, like being taught by his father and brother The same as when you escaped from the house.

At this time, he was still in the mood to feel sorry for his unfair position among his family and friends, and he didn't realize that the danger was approaching step by step.

The author has something to say: I really didn't intentionally abuse~~~~~ Please forgive me