Salvation equals death

After all the final exams are over, the results will be announced and the ten-day forest camp will be held.

Before the dorm, the students had a short vacation for rest and adjustment, and also allowed the teachers to spend time marking and correcting papers and... tailoring the devil training plan for the students.

"Mr. Hong, do you want to go to the commercial street to buy supplies for the dorm together on the weekend?" The students in class A, who became more and more harmonious, extended an invitation to Bingshan, who didn't fit in sociably, but received an indifferent look with a paralyzed face.

"No, I'm going to the hospital this weekend." Hong Jiaodong picked up his backpack and prepared to go out.

"With a girlfriend?" Minoru Mineta asked sharply with a look of resentment.

"..." Hong Jiaodong looked at the gossip-filled faces of his classmates expressionlessly, then looked down at Minoru Mineta, and said mercilessly, "Anyone can do such a simple multiple-choice question, Mineta-san."

That's right, with a gentle and considerate girlfriend, who wants to go out with a group of single dogs to waste a wonderful weekend... right?

Right……? ?

Right……? ? ?

"Shut up! You KY man! How amazing is it to have a girlfriend?! All handsome guys should die!"

"I lost, I lost, I really lost, Baohao Lugu, at least in this respect, you have already suffered a complete defeat."

"Sinai! Who wants to compare this bastard with a yin and yang face!"

Hong Jiaodong walked out of the classroom amidst the denunciation of his companions, a faint smile could not help but appear on the corners of his lips.

When Hong Jiaodong said that he was going to the hospital, it was not a perfunctory excuse, but after the official relationship was confirmed, his mother Hong Leng proposed to see the girl he cherished.

The two most important women in life meet for the first time.

"Mom will definitely like you very much." Hong Jiaodong squatted in front of the wheelchair, lowered his head to replace the exoskeleton armor for the girl in the wheelchair, "Don't be afraid, Chiyo."

Chiyo sat in the wheelchair in silence, her hands seemed to be unconsciously grabbing the coat belonging to Hong Jiaodong on her lap, her eyes dodged in embarrassment: "...Jiao Dong, it's better, or not..."

Chiyo's legs are not ordinary disabilities, but she used herself as a container in order to support Kaishi's scientific research, and transplanted the Philosopher's Stone to her legs, which resulted in serious erosion injuries.

The Philosopher's Stone is the product of faith, but it is also a very unstable energy core. If you want to preserve the Philosopher's Stone intact, you can only use a special material to make the container, but the particularity of that material will As a result, the Philosopher's Stone is completely isolated and can only be preserved but cannot be used. This is not in line with Chiyo's original intention.

In order to be able to fulfill the original intention of "letting the impersonal world have power", Chiyo and the system took a risky attempt, but in the end they paid an almost unbearable price for this experiment.

Faced with the choice between a city and her own legs, Chiyo didn't have much time to consider the consequences, so that she suffered a disability that even the White Rose Cross could not heal today.

The legs were covered with wounds and scars after the operation, and because of the erosion of the magic energy, they were branded with ugly and glaring cracks that looked like magma had been swallowed. Even Chiyo himself did not want to see the appearance of these legs.

A woman is a person who pleases herself, and in front of her lover, even a lack of confidence will want to show her most beautiful appearance.

"It's ugly, I'm afraid it will scare you, it's frozen." Chiyo couldn't help but grabbed the boy's hands and pursed her lips.

Hong Jiaodong didn't answer, his brows and eyes were calm and gentle like a child's, instead he held her hand and put it on his face, touching the dark red scar that was branded on his face.

"Looking at the injuries on my face, do you think I'm ugly?"

Chiyo Hamster shook her head, even if one day the person in front of her changed beyond recognition, he would still be the cutest and most beautiful existence in her heart.

"Then Chiyo doesn't believe me?" The young man's hand held her calf, not forcefully but irresistibly, "Can you accept me like this, but don't believe that I can accept the complete you?"

"Qiandai." Hong Jiaodong said seriously, "I can wait, but you have to say, I want to know everything about you, do you understand?"

Chiyo shrank her fingers slightly, her lips were pursed white, but after a long silence, she nodded imperceptibly.

Hong Jiaodong's character is not soft. In fact, this seemingly indifferent and aloof boy, apart from hiding the kindness and tenderness in his heart, occasionally shows a strong and aggressive side.

Just like his personality, there is not only the coldness and gentleness of Frost and Snow, but also the ardor and pride of flames.

The exoskeleton armor was removed, and the bandages were undone, finally revealing the ugly and horrible wound wrapped under the metal.

Just by looking at it, it is not difficult to guess what kind of tragic past she has experienced.

Hong Jiaodong stroked those scars silently, his movements were so gentle that it was ridiculous, and then he changed the medicine and bandages skillfully, and put the exoskeleton armor on again.

Chiyo went to the hospital in a wheelchair. She was holding a bouquet of brightly colored calamus and orchid grass in her hand, and she also brought a greeting gift, but even so, she was a little uneasy.

"I can actually walk by myself..." Qiandai pulled the back of the wheelchair pitifully with tears in her eyes, but was poked back by Hong Jiaodong with a finger, "You still need to leave a good impression when you meet for the first time... "

"I've already told my mother, she doesn't mind." Hong Jiaodong said calmly, "We're going to be a family in the future, so it's better to tell the truth earlier."

Chiyo was stunned by this "family" statement. Since the confirmation of the relationship, the boy's expression of feelings has become more straightforward and frank, but Chiyo herself can't bear it.

But...Family, besides blood relatives and the kindness of upbringing, she can also use another person as an anchor to have a new destination.

Chiyo couldn't help smiling. It felt good to have her in the future planned by her lover. The breeze brushed her face, blowing her moon-colored silver hair, and the tea-golden eyes were filled with clear and gentle light.

It was under such circumstances that Chiyo and Hong Leng met for the first time.

The woman sitting on the hospital bed has gentle eyebrows and eyes, and she looks like she is only in her 30s. She has white hair like frost and snow, and her eyes are like water. At first glance, the silver-haired Chiyo looks more like a cold child.

When Hong Leng saw Chiyo, she was also slightly taken aback, but soon she smiled softly, with a soft and brisk tone: "You are here? You must be Miss Shuguang."

"Hello, Auntie. I'm Shunguang Chiyo, a classmate of Hong-jun." Chiyo has nothing to do with a gentle woman like Hong Leng, and because of her hair color, she has more than half of her affection. "It's the first time we meet, please give me your advice .”

Hong Leng received the meeting gift and flowers with a smile, blinked mischievously, but said, "Is it just a classmate?"

The elder's joke made Chiyo a little embarrassed, but she still smiled and said: "Thank you for not giving up, I am so happy, so I come to see you."

Chiyo and Hong Leng chatted very happily. Hong Leng's personality is gentle and indisputable. Chiyo is well-behaved and has no likes or dislikes. They chatted, but Hong Jiao Dong, who was bored and only knew how to listen, became a companion.

"Jiao Dong, Mom wants to eat some snacks recently, can you help mom buy a box of snacks?" After chatting for a while, Hong Leng suddenly shifted his smiling eyes to the dumb boy, "Please Jiao It's freezing."

Chiyo understood that this was what Hong Leng thoughtfully wanted to say to himself, so he also coaxed Hong Jiao Dong out.

The door creaked shut, and the room was quiet for a moment, until the sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and then Hung Leng raised his eyes and smiled again.

"Chiyo, I know that you and Jiao Dong are very good children." Hong Leng changed the unfamiliar address, and held Chiyo's hand almost lovingly, "I am very grateful to you for allowing that child's time flowed again."

For Hong Leng, she has been absent from her son's life for ten years. Even if the two parties forgive each other, those past years are already irreversible.

Before Hong Jiaodong came to visit her, Hong Leng even thought that his son had always hated her.

"I did some wrong things..." Hong Leng lowered his eyes, "I let that child live in childhood."

Kay, who had been kissed by the Snow Queen, had his heart frozen and his eyes fell into the glass. From then on, what he saw in his eyes and felt in his heart, except for the endless snow and ice, was the Snow Queen herself.

"Although I have always wanted to deny it, and I have always wanted to ignore it, but now I accept that Jiao Dong's body has the figure of his father. They are two completely different people, but Jiao Dong's body has the color of that person. "

"Jiao Dong will not become like that person, but I also understand that he will be as paranoid as his father in some things."

Andewa will go crazy in order to surpass All Might, and Hong Jiaodong will also carry the resentment towards his father because of his mother for more than ten years and cannot let go, cannot let go.

"Occasionally, he is not so gentle, a little paranoid, a little strong-this makes him look a little scary." Hong Leng said with a wry smile, "But he, like me... is sensitive and almost fragile."

—Easy to hurt and easy to get hurt.

"I can tell that he really likes you. When he talks about you, his eyes light up." Hong Leng was relieved by his son's change, but also a little worried.

"Although this is presumptuous, but as a mother and as a former perpetrator, I beg you, if there is such a day, please don't hurt him... is that okay?"

Hong Leng's voice trembled slightly, and her words floated in the air like silk, she still smiled softly, but suddenly shed tears.

"Ah... sorry, I..." Hong Leng raised his hand to touch the wetness on his face, and reached out tremblingly to open the cabinet next to the bed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm... an old problem."

The great sadness and pain obliterated the cold reason, her eyes went dark, but she subconsciously covered her face.

No way... How can you show such a distressed look in front of the child's sweetheart?

Hong Leng's mental state is unstable, and she can't control her emotions. Sometimes she is joking with her children one second, and then falls into unexplained collapse and despair the next.

Over the years, her condition has improved a lot, but it still happens from time to time.

When his mind was muddled, Hong Leng only felt that he was hugged by someone, and that embrace was very warm, as if filled with sunshine.

The memory box opened a first-line box door, and the memories deleted by the body for self-protection flowed out slowly with sadness at this moment.

"Dengya, Dengya..." murmured absent-mindedly, repeating a name that had already been cremated, "Dengya..."

——Touya, who is it?

Why... can't I remember?

Closing her eyes wearily, she felt the long-lost warmth and light constantly filling her already withered body and life before falling into the darkness.

【...What exactly do you want to do? ] A mechanical voice spoke in a flat tone, but for no reason it made people feel its helpless emotions, 【Do you want to help her?Is it because of the bang? 】

[Well, you can indeed do it, you just need to tell her——]

"Your sadness, I accept."

Thick purple ink, as if painted by living and dead blood, soared into the sky and turned into snake shadows. The cold-blooded creatures that spewed snake letters wrapped around every corner of the room like a dodder.

The silver-haired, golden-eyed girl lowered her eyes, protected the woman in her arms with one hand, and raised the other hand flatly, towards the wriggling and crawling snake shadows.

"Hiragi."

Guided by the smell, the snake climbed up the girl's hand meanderingly, and then it was out of control, and countless snake shadows rushed towards the girl.

The silver-haired, golden-eyed girl has calm brows and eyes, and if someone tears open the clothes on her back, she can see——

The blue hiiragi tree tattoo stretches its branches, as if it suddenly has life.