Working as a babysitter in high school

What is redemption?

Yuan Qiliang had never thought about such a question.

But there are times when the warm tears hit the ground and it brings an indescribable feeling.

The heartbeat seemed to slow down a bit, and she leaned against the door of Yoshino's house just like yesterday, but her mood was just as complicated.

Inside the house, the knotweed was comforting the boy, because there was a suicide note and the warm words inside, both boys accepted this 'accident'.

This kind of death in a planned arrangement should be regarded as a 'happy mourning'.

Holding the letter, Yoshino Junpei's eyes lost focus: "Mom, she wants me to live happily."

Tears couldn't stop falling down, and Yoshino Junpei felt that the hole in his heart seemed to be getting bigger.

All he has left is his mother, and everyone deserves to die, those guys, those bullying bastards—

Obviously he has endured so much just to let his mother see that he can do it alone.

"Shunping, Auntie doesn't want to see you cry so badly."

Patting the young man on the shoulder, the heart of the knotweed was unexpectedly calm.It may be that he lacks a muscle, and he tends to slow down negative emotions such as fear and sadness.

"Also, you have to prepare for the funeral."

When grandpa died, he just went to the cremation and collected all the bones and ashes left by grandpa, but he still knew that a funeral should be held for a normal death.

Knotweed thought about what else he could do to divert Junpei's attention.

She was so happy yesterday, why did such a thing happen the next day?

Life... so fragile.

"No need, mom said she doesn't like to make big things happen." Raising his hand to wipe away the tears that kept flowing, the boy stubbornly bit his lower lip. "Thank you, Yuren, I...maybe I'm really cursed."

Otherwise, why would such a good mother encounter such a thing?

If he had noticed earlier, if he cared more about his mother at home, he wouldn't have so many regrets.

Mom, she must be holding on even when she is alone.Otherwise, how could it be "tormented by illness, death is also a relief"?

Hu Zhang's eyes widened: "Why do you think so!?"

Yoshino: "Otherwise, why, why am I the only one who encounters these!"

Tears kept falling, and the memories in my mind were like broken glass, turning into shapeless fragments.

Sometimes it's mom smoking a cigarette and telling him everyone else is an idiot and doesn't care what other people think.

Sometimes he turned into those guys on campus again, holding cockroaches and the like for him to eat, and talking nonchalant things.

This world is too scary.

All of them are terrible.

If possible, I really want to kill them all!

"Junpei! Go to the high school with me! There are the strongest teachers and reliable classmates there! It will definitely be happier than you here!"

Just when he was deep into the mire, his hands and feet were covered in sticky mud, and even his breathing became undetectable.

A pair of hands stretched out in front of him, the young man looked at him sincerely, as if believing that he could stand up by himself.

In the mire of despair, a ray of light emerged.

The light is not dazzling, but it gives people infinite confidence.

Those hands are also extraordinarily powerful.

The fingers stretched out tremblingly, and retracted when they were about to touch them.Yoshino Junpei is very clear that he is different from the other party.

Knotweed is a representative of light, but itself is like mud.

Moreover, between him and the real person...

Yoshino Junpei shook his head: "No, I can't do it."

The boy said so, when hope came, he didn't dare to take a step forward, he was afraid.

People in the dark yearn for the light, but fear the place that belongs to the light.

"If you don't try, how can you give up!" Before the other party reached back, the knotweed grabbed him, "Trust me!"

The resolute eyes carried the most unquestionable light.

A boy is like a burning flame, which can easily bring warmth to people, and the remaining warmth of the warm sun gives people hope.

"Yes."

Unconsciously, he answered in the affirmative, and the boy looked at the boy who grabbed his hand, obviously they were the same age.Those wanton eyebrows and eyes were what he envied the most, and he was very clear about the gap between himself and the person in front of him.

It is obviously a garbage in the deepest quagmire, and it was redeemed by the opponent's enemy.But when he touched the light, he still couldn't help but shed tears.

Do people always yearn for the light?

They are different. Knotweed should be the kind of existence that lives in the sun and is surrounded by everyone.

But even so, he still wanted to try to take a step forward, he wanted to touch him, he wanted to be that kind of person.

Laughter and adoring gazes are not what he wants extravagantly, but... just for a while, he just wants to be able to catch that light.

Even though, there is an abyss ahead.

With a feeling of apprehension, Yoshino Junpei still left with the knotweed, his fingers kept rubbing the corners of his clothes, his heart was filled with uneasiness and fear.

He didn't know what he would face, was it death?

It's possible, after all, conjurers and real people are hostile.

If possible, he wanted to die in the hands of the knotweed.

I will tell, and I will tell you about the real person who pulled me out of this dirty world.

Because of the knotweed, you gave me a chance to stand in the sun.

"Ha, why do you think so?" After listening to the boy's stumbling narration and the last request.

The three adults present all burst out laughing, and among them, Wutiao, who would always appear only at the end, rolled on the ground mercilessly.

"Shunpei, you are so cute, how could we just kill people casually." He said, shaking his finger in the air, pointing at the knotweed, "Even the biggest time bomb among conjurers, Youruhito, will be reprieved."

Junpei stood up suddenly: "What?!"

He didn't care about the fact that he wouldn't die, so the young man immediately raised a question, why...Kojohito was sentenced to death with a reprieve.

"Death surrounded by people is the way I arrange for myself to die. It's cool."

Even though this matter is a well-recognized secret among conjurers, Knotweed still didn't want to show his death in front of his good friend he just met. He scratched the tip of his nose and showed his signature smile.

Why……

Why is it that death is like a sharp sword hanging in the air, and it will fall at an unknown time, yet you can still show such a smile.

Even though he was such a powerful person, he was about to die.

A bitter taste spread in his heart, and Junpei didn't know what it meant.

He sat on the stool and listened to the 'secret story' of the spell that Knotweed told him that he didn't know much about.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Are you not afraid of such a thing?

Why, can you face death so calmly.

The boy's voice was trembling, he couldn't hide his cowardice, he was afraid of these things.Why, knowing that the date of his death has been determined, he can still laugh so happily.

"Huh? Because only I can do this! And my death can save more people. The weight of life cannot be measured by anything. I think it is right to do so, so I chose this path." .”

I will fall into hell with Su Nuo!

This is a promise that belongs to Knotabagi Yujin.

"Ridiculous." Su Nuo's voice sounded, and the three adults present all turned their heads to look at the past immediately. When they noticed Yuan Qiliang's subtle gaze, Su Nuo paused for a second, and then said, "Stinky boy , Give me your body, I must beat this guy!"

Thinking back to Su Nuo's deflation a few times before, the still good boy Knotweed couldn't help muttering, "Why don't you think about it again?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I promised to help you repair the injury, right?"

It’s not this question, I’m afraid that you will be bullied (crossed out) and beaten down and get angrier.

"Well, it doesn't matter, but this matter is postponed for the time being, and we will talk about it another day." Waving his hand, Yuan Qiliang reminded several people to return their attention to the business.

Gojo Satoru waved his hand indifferently: "Well, Junpei's words can be directly enrolled in the first grade. In this way, there will be four people like the second grade. Hey, I'm so happy."

Qihai: "Yi Gu hasn't come back yet?"

Five: "He is currently training in a foreign country, and he should come back by the end of the year."

"Then I'll make arrangements for Junpei's enrollment first. By the way, Hisuhito is still in a state of 'death' in the eyes of others, so don't let it slip." Gojo Satoru stood up with a manly air, Arranged the rest.

"There's not much time left until the exchange meeting, ah, it just so happens that you're going to meet up with your friends after we finished shopping at the summer festival, Little Tiger."

After finalizing the follow-up arrangements, Yuan Qiliang was ready to leave with the little tiger.

But before he could finish speaking, Gojo Satoru grabbed him like a boneless octopus, "What? You guys are going to the summer festival and you don't take me there! I'm going to make a fuss!"

"How old are you this year! Are you still a kindergarten kid?!"

"Anyway, I will always be a child in front of you~"

"..." When other people heard this, they only thought it was Wutiao's childish and boring speech, but Yuan Qiliang knew the meaning of the other party very well.

This guy really has the nerve to act like a baby to him!

A vein popped out of Yuan Qiliang's forehead: "I don't want to see you on leisure days, understand?"

Wutiao pouted and complained: "Stingy."