[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

"The kidnapper Miyake Kazuya also confessed to the crime, and Sato Hikari admitted that he assisted the crime. Now they are all taken back for investigation. More details of the case will take time. The police officers who participated in the rescue were far enough away from the explosion point at that time, and they were hardly affected. What's the impact," the police officer quickly explained to the opposite party, "The hostage's situation is very bad, and they have been rescued in the ICU now... Yes, only one non-staff person was present when the explosion occurred—yes, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, the police officer turned his head and glanced at the young man beside him. Seeing that he was still staring at the red light with his head raised as before, he couldn't help but sighed, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "I understand." Your mood, but now your top priority is to go for a full body check, after all, it is an explosion."

Akashi Seijuro's expression was a bit numb, as if he had been immersed in another world. The huge fear and worry were like a huge stone, pressing firmly on his heart, almost making him forget to breathe.Hearing this, he moved his eyes, nodded his head after a while, and replied in an erratic voice: "Yes, thank you for your concern."

The police officer seemed to know that he didn't listen, but the work at hand was piled up like a mountain, and there was really no time for him to repeat it over and over again, so he could only leave a hurried sentence of "Go and check!" and ran away.

It was quiet in front of the ICU ward, his hair was still dripping wet, his heavy winter clothes were soaked in water, and he fell to the ground calmly, but he seemed to be unaware of it at all, like a plaster statue in the shady hospital corridor.

When it exploded, Donghua tried her best to block in front of him, and her slender body blocked most of the pieces of wood that exploded.

He lowered his head very slowly, staring at the torn cloth of his calf—this was the only wound on his body, and the skin hadn't even been scratched, and he didn't even need to think about infection.

But Donghua is now lying in the ICU ward, life and death are uncertain.

The closed door in front of him seemed like a great irony.

He frowned tightly, and the emotion in his heart was like a terrifying nightmare beast. The light and shadow in front of him suddenly changed, and Akashi raised his eyelids as if he had sensed it. Sure enough, he found that it was Donghua's parents who were sitting opposite him with an indifferent expression—— They finally showed up after their daughter was kidnapped overnight and taken to the ICU for half an hour.

It's just that the men are in suits and leather shoes, and the women are glamorous. Even if they go to the reception right now, they won't feel out of place in the slightest.Akashi suddenly felt that his breath was hanging in his throat, he paused, and simply turned his head away from his eyes and mind, writing his resistance and disgust clearly into his body movements, and it was rare that he was rude and did not say hello.

Fortunately, there was no sign of talking on the other side. Just as the silence broke out, there were slightly disordered footsteps from the other end of the corridor, accompanied by the unstoppable sobbing of the old woman.

Akashi turned his head to look, then pursed his lips and greeted him: "Old sir, old lady."

The old woman's eyes were already cloudy, and there were not many tears left. However, when she reached out to grab the boy, unconcealable sadness flowed down her trembling wrist: "My child, my good child...how can Donghua treat her?" How is it?"

Akashi was silent for a while, and gently supported the old woman's arm with his backhand: "Slow down, she has already entered the intensive care unit."

"Seijuro, I've heard about it, thank you very much," the grandfather reached out and patted him on the shoulder. The old man didn't want to show his weakness, but his eyes were already red. "It's better to change your clothes first, it's such a cold day."

"Yes." Akashi Seijuro nodded lightly. Although he agreed, he walked with them to the door of the intensive care room and sat down again.

"Father." The man yelled just now, but he was slapped hard and turned his head away, and the fingerprints instantly floated up.

"You still remember that I am your father," the grandfather suppressed the trembling of his voice, and pointed to the intensive care room, "Then do you still remember that she is your daughter! The only offspring of the Xiyuan Temple family! Such a good child, why change her?" Everyone should be treated as a baby, but what about you? It's fine if you treat her badly, and now you're causing such a thing!"

The man was silent for a moment, and his eyes turned around in a circle on the opposite side.

Grandfather said with a sullen face: "Now we are talking about family affairs, and there are no outsiders present - he is Dong Hua's husband, why should we hide it?"

"...Yes," the man lowered his head and lowered his voice, "It's just that it's still a public place, and we should go home and discuss other matters."

The grandfather snorted coldly, ignored him, turned around and sat down beside the grandmother, and confronted the other side silently.However, one side of the face is full of similar worries, while the other side hangs high indifferently, like two distinct rivers.

At this time, the door of the intensive care room opened suddenly, and a nurse hurried out from inside: "The family members of Donghua in Xiyuan Temple? Are the family members there?!"

All the people present immediately stood up, looking at her expectantly or indifferently.

"The patient's condition is very bad, his awareness of survival is not strong, and his blood oxygen saturation has been dropping. The family members should be mentally prepared!" The nurse threw out a long series of bombs, then turned around and hurried back to the intensive care unit.

At that moment, Akashi Seijuro's heart almost stopped beating, all voices faded away from his ears like a tide, and the world became a void of nothingness.He blinked almost blankly, and the things that he had been trying not to think about just now suddenly exploded in his mind, and he even saw that the god of death who took his mother away had waved his sickle at the intensive care unit again——

"Shojuro, Seijuro!"

After a while, an anxious cry penetrated into his brain, gradually dragging him out of this state, he slowed down, and slowly turned his head to look over, his expression was like a vulnerable young child who was defenseless: "Father... "

Akashi Masomi let go of his shoulders, didn't ask about his gaffe just now, just sighed, and said in a slow voice, "Go change your clothes and do a full-body examination."

Akashi's eyes moved, but he didn't answer right away.

"I've heard everything about it," Akashi Seitomo said patiently, "I understand how you feel, but if Donghua knows that you don't care so much..."

"Father does understand how I feel," Akashi Seijuro interrupted him, panting, with pain on his brows, "How can I leave at a time like this?"

Akashi Masomi was stunned, and lowered his head to meet his son's red pupils that were as clear as jewels... just like his wife's.

The life and death of the beloved woman is uncertain, so she can only wait anxiously outside the operating room, even if everything is under control, but in the face of death, she can only accept everything powerlessly—the men of the Akashi family seem to be on the same road.

"...Is that so?" Akashi Seishomi took half a step back, closed his eyes suddenly, and then beckoned for an assistant, "Go get the young master a coat and pour a cup of hot water."

The entrance of the intensive care unit can't keep busy for a few minutes, and people will leave for various reasons.In the end, only the old man and Akashi Seijuro were still watching, and the tears on the grandmother's face seemed to be wiped away. She clasped her hands, closed her eyes and muttered prayers in a low voice devoutly.

Akashi Seijuro sat next to his grandmother, his eyelids were a little glued in the blink of an eye. He stayed up all night, followed the police everywhere, worried all night, and finally faced a thrilling explosion.Up to now, those passionate emotions have gradually faded away, revealing a heavy drowsiness.

He slowly closed his eyes amidst his grandmother Xu Xu's prayers.

The next moment, his nerves jumped instinctively, and the word "Winter Flower" flashed in his mind, and he immediately frowned fiercely, struggling to open his eyes.

Suddenly, a soft and warm hand gently touched his forehead, and then Dong Hua said with a smile: "I slept so deeply."

Another gentle female voice also smiled: "I was called by his father to attend a meeting yesterday, and I didn't sleep well."

The second voice was so familiar, his heart was empty, he opened his eyes in shock, and saw the woman who just spoke with red hair loosely tied into a bundle, with the gentle smile deeply rooted in his memory, looking down. The head takes care of the wool in the hands.

"Mom..." His eyes flickered, and he moved his lips silently. Even when he wanted to get up, he was shocked to find that he seemed to be lying on his own bed in the Tokyo mansion, unable to move.

Donghua didn't realize that he was already awake, and bounced from his bed to Akashi Shiori and sat down, her bare feet tucked into the wide corners of her white skirt.

"I told you to wear shoes, you're cold." Shiori nodded her forehead pretending to be serious.

Strange... have they seen it?

Akashi frowned, a little dizzy deep in his brain, and a burst of dizziness made him close his eyes again.

Akashi has an inexplicable sense of ritual, so when he noticed that he didn't seem to be involved in the process of their acquaintance, he felt a little regretful—after all, he had always wanted to hold Fuyuka's hand, introduce her to his mother solemnly, and then say a word. Tell his mother in one sentence how important Donghua is to him.

She is a rare person who can understand him and be with him.The road to victory is deep and cold. Even if he walks on it voluntarily, he will still feel lonely after a long trek. Donghua is like a soft little moon, always accompanying him silently and warmly.

Thinking like this, his consciousness was about to continue to sink, as if he was about to fall into a boundless dream, at this moment, Akashi heard Fuyuka shyly call out: "Mom."

So he laboriously tore off a line of eyelashes.

Donghua's cheeks were covered with a layer of pink and moist red, her eyes were bright, she tilted her head and leaned on Shizhi's shoulder, she raised her face and called softly: "Mom."

Shiori smiled and responded pamperingly: "What's the matter?"

"Mom, please persuade him," Donghua pulled the sleeve of Shiori's white dress softly and coquettishly, "Advise him to find another one, otherwise he will be cornered, and he will be lonely in the future."

Akashi Seijuro's heart sank immediately.

Shizhi bowed her head to take care of the wool: "I can't persuade him, I can't even persuade your father, you should tell him yourself."

"I told him..." Dong Hua puffed her face, a little embarrassed, "He will definitely be angry with me."

"Okay, don't think about that for now," Shiori handed her the wool, "Didn't you say you want to weave a scarf for him?"

Donghua gave a soft "ah" and hurried to take it, but just pulled out the end of the thread and slowed down: "What kind of pattern should I knit?"

Shiori tilted her head and thought for a while with her, and suddenly Fu Zhi clapped her hands: "I remember that there is a knitting book in Zhengchen's study, wait a minute, mom will get it."

"Okay." Dong Hua nodded obediently.

Akashi watched his mother get up, and a strong sense of foreboding suddenly surged in his heart. He struggled to get up from the bed: "Mom...don't! Just let the servant take it..."

But neither of them heard him.

Shizhi opened the door and went out, Donghua knelt on the sofa obliquely, humming softly while fiddling with the red fluff in her hand.However, after a long time, Shizhi did not come back, Donghua frowned suspiciously, got up and planned to go down to have a look: "Where did mother go, she hasn't come back for so long...?"

"Winter flower! Wait a little longer, don't go out!!" Akashi tore half of his body from the bed, anxiously stopping her.

But Donghua turned a deaf ear to his voice, and trotted out as before with bare feet.

"Winter flower!!!" In desperation, Akashi gritted his teeth and tried hard, finally broke free from the bed, and rushed to open the door in three steps at a time.

However, outside the door is not the small living room and corridor he is familiar with, but a pure and gentle white light. Mother and Donghua walk in this white light one after another, and at the end of the light is nothingness.

Akashi immediately opened his eyes wide, and his eyes were gloomy. His muscles tensed, and he rushed out immediately: "Mom, Donghua!! Don't go there! Donghua, Mom——"

However, no matter how he ran, not only could he not catch up with the two leisurely strollers in front, but the distance was getting further and further away.

After running for an unknown amount of time, Akashi bent down|, sweat slid from his forehead, he leaned on his knees and panted heavily, just as he raised his eyes, he directly witnessed the scene of his mother being swallowed by the nothingness.

And winter flowers are not far from the end.

His heart tightened, he gritted his teeth and started to run again with heavy legs and feet: "Donghua—!"

Unlike before, this cry seemed to have actually reached Donghua's ears. The girl's back paused, and then she turned around. The white dress on her body suddenly changed into a Teiko uniform. He broke out a gentle smile to the extreme.

Then, under Akashi's horrified gaze, she slowly and seriously made a silent mouth shape: "Goodbye——"

Akashi Seijuro opened his eyes suddenly, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, the dream made his fingertips numb, and he lost the sense of space and time perception when he first woke up. Next, the senses are instantly cleared up.

A note was left on the chair beside her. Grandpa and grandma couldn't bear it because they were too old, so they were taken out for breakfast by Dong Hua's father, and they would bring back a copy for him.

He clutched the note in his hand distractedly, the girl's last gentle and transparent smile that was about to disappear was still deeply rooted in his heart, Akashi raised his eyes to look at the intensive care unit that was still working, his anxiety and uneasiness were tearing at him at the same time His heart felt as if he had swallowed a fire alive, causing his internal organs to ache.

Under the pain, he couldn't help thinking of the scene when Donghua was just rescued - the blond hair lost its luster, the girl's face didn't have a trace of blood, only the slippery and sticky liquid was still oozing from behind, She lay in his arms with her eyes closed, like a lifeless doll.

The distant sky suddenly appeared, but his little moon seemed to be going out.