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

"Good boy, go back to sleep for a while after eating." Grandma looked at Akashi's pale face lovingly, and patted his arm lightly. Sleep, young people can't hold it at all."

Akashi stopped eating the porridge, first swallowed the white porridge in his mouth without taste, and after a while he got out of the deep emotion, he raised his head, and twitched the corners of his lips apologetically to his grandmother: "Let me watch She, she won't be able to sleep even when she goes back."

Grandmother wanted to persuade her again, but was interrupted by grandfather muttering: "Just let him guard, Donghua knows he is here, and if you miss him more, she won't leave."

The grandmother loves her granddaughter, but she also loves Akashi's body, so she is quite dissatisfied with her wife's babbling words. She gave her grandfather a sideways look in disapproval, and turned around patiently: "I know you love her, but my body can't be broken." , go change your clothes first, the hospital is cold, so you will definitely get sick."

The old lady spoke with a Kyoto dialect that was almost the same as that of Donghua, and she spoke slowly and with a full bite.Akashi was stunned, his eyes moved slightly, his eyes shifted from her loving gaze to the hands she was pressing on the back of his hands.

No matter how well-maintained the elderly are, they will inevitably become haggard and wrinkled. The touch on the back of the hand is rough and cold, but at the same time, there is a warm temperature that is unique to female elders flowing slowly along the back of the hand.

"...Okay." Akashi lowered his eyelids, pursed his lips and nodded, then took out his mobile phone under the gratifying gaze of his grandmother, and sent a short email to his father's secretary, asking him to bring a clean suit for himself .

"Then, I'll go and get rid of these things first." Akashi Seijuro picked up the half of the porridge left, bent slightly to the two old people, and after getting a response, he turned and walked towards the stairs quickly.

However, just after passing a corner, a female voice suddenly came from the next stairwell: "Father, what do you want from me?"

Akashi paused, and instantly recognized the voice of Donghua's mother, and the "father" she spoke of must be Donghua's grandfather.He pursed his lips, he really didn't like the old man who looked indifferent, as if he was on a mission, and left after just one glance.

"Hiraicui, I just came to remind you, do you still remember the admonition given to you by Ji Cheng's family?" The old man's voice was like his face in front of the intensive care unit, and people couldn't help but feel fear after hearing it.

The woman was silent for a long time before answering, but her voice tensed along with it: "Of course I remember."

"Then make up your mind. If the child can't hold on and can't do anything, you must always be ready to give birth to another offspring." Seeing the woman's gloomy eyebrows and eyes for a moment, the old man paused, and added vigilantly, " It is a descendant raised by the Xiyuanji family and the Jicheng family by combining the bloodlines of the two families."

Xiyuanji Hiiragi gritted her teeth, both the tone and the content of the words made her feel humiliated and disgusted, but bound by the rules of the noble family, she suppressed her anger and replied in a tone as respectful as possible: "But father, You should know my age, if such a thing spreads, it will attract criticism."

"Criticism?" The old man sneered, "Your husband, you know his character better than I do. Of course he is not only Donghua's offspring, but if something happens to that child, many other offspring will stare at her, just waiting for her to die on the operating table." , so that you can be torn off from the positions of "Patriarch" and "Patriarch's Wife"... Or, adoptive offspring?So Hiiragi, what was the purpose of getting married in the first place? "

"When she dies, the Jicheng family will lose a crucial arm," the old man said meaningfully, "Hiraicui, you are the one who can regenerate this arm, don't let the Jicheng family's kindness to you be disappointed. .”

The dust was slowly sinking and floating in the rising morning light, but Xienji Hiiragi's gaze dimmed little by little, as if it had been a century, before she nodded lightly and trembled in shame: "I understand yes, father."

"This is my good daughter," the old man smiled miserably and nodded with satisfaction, "There is nothing else, you can go back, I have sent someone to deliver the prescription for recuperating the body to Xiyuansi's house, even if the child If you can save it, there is no harm in drinking it."

"Thank you, father, for your concern." Xiyuanji Hiiragi looked blankly.

It wasn't until the two people in the stairwell had left that Akashi slowly emerged from the corner. In the early morning of late winter, his heart was filled with ice in vain, and it was heavy and cold.

——It turned out that her life and death were of no importance to them. For them, "Winter Flower of Xiyuan Temple" was more like a symbol and a bond than a person.Write a new one when the symbol disappears, tie another when the tie breaks, and who cares about the original?

Akashi closed his eyes, hiding the pain that was flooding his eyes.Although he was aware of the situation in her home a long time ago, there is a big difference between standing on the sidelines and actually stepping into it.The sharp blade entangled with blood relationship hurts the most. Akashi can hardly imagine how she endured so much indifference from relatives during those years when no one had anyone to rely on, and digested it silently.

However, Donghua, who was still lying on the operating table, knew nothing about the people outside the critically ill unit who were harboring ghosts or who were sincerely worried.

The red maple trees in the distance swayed in the wind, and the shadows of the trees were swaying. The red leaves rustled and dyed deep and shallow red on the dark blue sky. The small river flows silently.

Holding the writing brush, Donghua bent over and wrote the words on the wooden sign very seriously. After finishing writing, she put down the pen, clasped her hands in a reverent and solemn expression, and whispered something in her mouth.

"doing what?"

A voice suddenly came from behind, and Donghua's fingers froze, she turned her head in frustration, puffed her cheeks and complained: "Interrupt me again, Mr. Zheng hates it."

The young man with red and different pupils raised his eyebrows innocently, and didn't reply. He walked over and put his arms around her waist, and lowered his eyes to look at the words on the wooden sign: "We are farewell to you, and clams are separated. Passing away (note 1)...? What are you writing this for?"

"Zheng Jun said! Didn't you leave quietly before?" Dong Hua snuggled into his arms softly, put her chin on his shoulder, and squeezed his hand pretending to be angry, and after a while Soften my voice, "I remember my grandmother said before, as long as you write a farewell haiku, pray to the gods, and finally hang the wooden sign on the tree, you will never be separated from the... cough, the one you love .”

Donghua didn't often say words like "love", so she couldn't help but bury her face in his neck in embarrassment, and later revealed a pair of moist and bright eyes, looking at him expectantly: "Zheng Jun has heard of this legend. ?"

Akashi Seijuro was silent for a while, then shook his head sincerely: "...No."

"..." Donghua sighed, pulled out of his arms, hooked his fingers loosely, and handed him the prepared red rope, "Zheng Jun help me tie it, and then throw it on the tree .”

Akashi Seijuro glanced at her inexplicably, as if he wanted to say something, but facing the girl's expectant face, he swallowed the words again, and took the red rope over: "Okay, wait a minute."

The process of the wooden token being thrown onto the tree was very smooth, and the red rope was wrapped around the trunk in an instant and tied a slipknot. Donghua tilted her head and looked at it contentedly, a gentle smile appeared on her lips at some point, she gently They clapped their hands, and the praise seemed to be unconsciously said: "Zhengjun is so amazing."

Akashi raised his head and glanced at the dangling wooden sign, then looked away without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to hold Donghua, with a somewhat solemn expression: "Donghua, I have something to tell you."

"Huh?... Ah, let's talk." Seeing his unusual expression, Dong Hua straightened herself up quickly, and listened carefully to what he said with wide-eyed eyes.

Facing her clear dark gray eyes, Akashi fell silent, his gaze was like the sea in the middle of the night, he gently raised his finger, tracing her handsome facial features inch by inch with his fingertips, and finally fell along the arc of his chin, he lowered With a low eyelid smile, he cut straight to the point: "Go back."

"...What?" Donghua didn't expect that he would answer such a sentence after his extremely gentle touch. The girl's embarrassment immediately froze on her face, and then dissipated completely. Red, "Zhengjun, what did you say?!"

Akashi lowered his eyelids all the time, refusing to look into her eyes, but said in a calm voice, "Grandfather, grandmother, and him...they are all worried about you, and it's time for you to go back."

"You," Donghua opened her mouth with tears streaming down her face, she didn't bother to wipe it off, but rushed towards him eagerly, holding his hand tightly, "Are you going to drive me away? You don't want me anymore, do you?" no?"

"It's not that I don't want you," Akashi took a deep breath, and closed his eyes forcefully, "Do you know—"

"I know!" Dong Hua cried and interrupted him, "I know it all, so what if it's a hallucination! I just, just want to stay with you for a while...I miss you Zhengjun..."

Akashi cast his eyes away, his eyes were astringent, as if he was holding back something, he slowly stretched out his hand, pulled the girl into his arms, patted her thin back one after another, and said in a helpless tone, "Be good, okay?"

The girl in her arms suddenly stretched out her hand to hold his cheek, eagerly kissed his lips repeatedly, and wiped all the cold tears onto his face, Donghua pursed her lips in grievance, and hugged him like a frightened rabbit, sobbing. Hold his neck, lie beside his ear and beg in a low voice: "Don't drive me away...don't drive me away, Zhengjun, don't you like me? Why do you want to drive me away?"

Akashi lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, and squeezed her waist tightly with one hand: "How could it be—it's just that they will miss you."

"Let me be self-willed again, just for the last time! Okay?" Dong Hua lay on his shoulder with her eyes closed, tears kept oozing from the closed eyes, and wet his shirt, "I really want to You, I miss you so much..."

"Actually," Akashi raised his eyelashes, his eyes fell on a fixed point in the air, and there was a hint of jealousy hidden in his plain tone, "do you miss him too?"

Dong Hua's body froze, obviously she had never had that kind of thought, but when he said it, her heart was empty, and she felt a little flustered and guilty.She hurriedly supported his shoulders and straightened up, shaking her head in denial under his peaceful gaze: "No, no, I only think about Zhengjun, I have always only—"

"I didn't say the name," Akashi blinked, and then he showed a gentle smile, then reached out and hugged the girl who had stiffened for a moment, and lowered his head patiently to kiss her forehead over and over again, "It's okay, no need I'm sorry, Donghua's affection for him is rather something I expected."

"Although I really want to monopolize you and let you only bear my brand, but," he suddenly smiled sullenly, "if it was him, I can't help it, and let Donghua blindly immerse herself in the vortex of memories, It's also a little too selfish, as long as Donghua can get happiness."

"Zhengjun..." Donghua raised her head.

Akashi lowered his eyelids, his gaze was focused and gentle, he gently wiped away her tears that kept falling, then bent his eyes, leaned over and kissed her forehead: "Go back."

As soon as his words fell, whether it was Hongfeng or the shrine, everything around them fell apart in an instant, turning into scattered fragments. Donghua was stunned, and immediately fell down as if weightless. In a trance, she didn't even have time Reach out and grab a handful.

The next moment, her consciousness suddenly became extremely clear. The rustling of surgical gowns, the small sounds of medical equipment in operation, and even the sounds of doctors walking back and forth, all converged into a noisy buzzing, forcefully blast into her brain.

"Rescued!!!"

Her right ear was filled with the ecstatic cheers of doctors and nurses, while her left ear was filled with a pure and gentle voice, like a feather falling quietly.

He said, "Don't cry, you're fine."

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