After the leader of He Sen

"If she dies, then I can't live."

The nasty lines in this kind of greasy idol drama are of course lies.

Mori Ogai has lived for more than 40 years, and he has been living prosperously in the decades before Kiyoe Rika did not appear.He had witnessed the death of so many people, and now he just added the name Qingzhi Lixiang to the death register. In the following days, he can still live well.

The Tandysons all died in the end.

After Lixiang's death, they relaxed their vigilance and returned to Europe. The organization that lost Lionel, the Patriarch, was stupid enough.The all-or-nothing bravery always has uncontrollable disadvantages. They don't know that the uncontrollable abilities of all members are living targets after they go back. Other organizations are afraid of them, but they are also secretly plotting how to bring them down.

Mori Ogai was willing to ignite this lead and completely shift the battlefield from Yokohama to Europe.

The fighting situation is really quite tragic.It can be said that none of the organizations that participated in the war benefited, but it didn't happen in Yokohama, so it had nothing to do with him.

After the war, he deliberately went to the scene under the banner of "friendship and mutual assistance", personally confirmed and crossed out all the names on the Tandison family register.

"It's good that they're all dead." He scanned the wreckage on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief.It was rare to get a good night's sleep when we got back to Yokohama.

He was actually colder than he imagined. Lixiang didn't feel distraught after her death, and of course it was impossible to do such stupid things as crying.

It's just that when he was free, he would stay in the refrigerator and stare at Lixiang's body in a daze.

The dissected place was re-sutured with thread. His hands were always skillful, and he was very serious when suturing. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell that Lixiang's body has been dissected by him.

I wanted to place the corpse closer to myself, but when the weather is hot, it tends to stink. There is no difference between lifeless humans and edible meat products.Can only rely on extremely low temperature to maintain the final decent.

Cremation is the best way to deal with it.It is actually a better way to make part of Lixiang's ashes into ceramics and put them on the document processing table, and then put part of Lixiang's ashes in a small glass pendant and hang them around the neck.

But, but.As long as I think that there is no way to see Lixiang's face and touch Lixiang's skin like this again, I always feel very uneasy.

He couldn't help but want to use nasty words to describe his mood, a certain part of the heart, of course not the actual heart, but the heart as a metaphor in the literary sense.A certain part of the heart was hollowed out, and the wind came in to make a nest in it, and the sound it made was Lixiang's name.

After describing my mood with such youthful and painful words, I feel like I am crazy.

He was very busy and didn't give himself much time to reminisce about the past.Go forward, go further, go as far as Lixiang can't catch up with her, it's best.

There is no such front.

Once, the only time I foolishly confused memory with reality was in the middle of the night.At that time, it was necessary to wipe out an armed organization that had just emerged from Yokohama, after deploying the strategy, assigning tasks to subordinates, and even preparing the post-war liquidation plan.To say that the thing that changed him the most after Lixiang's death was that he considered issues more carefully and thoughtfully.

He was a little tired, and when he stood up and walked to the French windows, he saw a silver moon that was impossibly round.

Lixiang likes the moon the most.

Turning back reflexively, she shouted towards the sofa where Lixiang often napped: "Lixiang, the moonlight tonight—"

So beautiful.

There was no one on the sofa, only the thin red blanket Lixiang used to cover her body.

Alice took his hand and whispered, "Rin Taro, Lixiang has been dead for a long time."

"I know."

There is no grief, but there is a grinding, dull, numb, annoying pain.

He is actually not as cold as he imagined, at least when it comes to Lixiang.

But if he did it all over again, he would still make the same choice as before, and he has no regrets.

Unless the cause of Lixiang's death can be clarified, there is no solution to this multiple-choice question.

Then back to before the relationship started.The first thing he wanted to do was to meet Lixiang, and in that restaurant, he saw her again.

She is more beautiful than in memory, and I feel that she should be so beautiful in my memory.She shouldn't have approached rashly, but she was a little impatient, which made her unhappy.

After careful exploration and further contact, I was shocked to find that she had the same memory of last week as myself.

It’s over.

This was Mori Ogai's subconscious thought.

No matter what the situation is, there is an optimal solution.Then the best solution now is to stay away from Lixiang's life. Without him, Lixiang will find a lover who suits her and have a happy marriage.Have a completely different life from the last week.

He planned it this way at the beginning, and even held this idea to monitor Lixiang's life again, thinking that after she met someone she liked, he would remove those eyeliners and quit her life completely.

It is inevitable that I overestimated my tolerance and underestimated my jealousy.

When Lixiang was only talking to him, he frequently mentioned Hongye and Zhongya, which made him unbearable, let alone watching other men hug her, act like a baby, and kiss her ears now.

For the student named Kawakami Tomie, he could still force him to leave Lixiang on the grounds of dangerous abilities, but then the ex-boyfriend, and later the suitor, Mori Ogai had no suitable reason to interfere with Lixiang's choice.

Then Lixiang was in danger, was taken away by the magician, left Yokohama, and threw away his eyeliner.Without knowing the reason, Mori Ogai relied on the memory of last week's goal, quickly arranged the organization, and rushed to the magic school in Tokyo overnight.

Seeing Lixiang smoking a cigarette comfortably against a big tree, her hanging heart fell back again.

Her living habits were even worse than before. Although her diet was irregular, at least she was not involved in tobacco and alcohol.This week, however, cigarettes and alcohol are inseparable every day, which has become a necessity of her life.

Mori Ogai knew the reason, probably because smoking and drinking can make the brain empty and not think about bad memories.In Lixiang's bad memories, he occupies most of the space.

He asked her for a cigarette and borrowed a fire, and the peach smell became clearer when he got close to her. It seemed that the shampoo with this smell hadn't been used up yet.

Obviously afraid of the cold, he tied up his hair, and didn't wear a scarf around his neck. His white and slender neck was exposed, and the red mole on the back of his neck was also exposed.

I was so familiar with and missed her body that when I got close to her, I recalled some unsuitable images in my mind.

His flowers found him following, his flowers said to leave, his flowers said they hated him.

When I came here, I just wanted to confirm Lixiang's safety and find out why the conjurer took her away, that's all.But after listening to her words, there was a carefully hidden possessive desire in her body—a viscous and dark possessive desire that existed when she was alive and continued to ferment after her death.And those little thoughts that were too crazy to show her were forced to show a corner.

To grasp the □□, hold his flowers tightly, pull them up and transplant them indoors.The ability to erase memories must exist, as long as Zhou Mou's memories are erased and they fall in love again.

He will water her, take her to bask in the sun, he will treat her well, stop using the ability that consumes her vitality, and let her live well knowing the future direction.

Let Lixiang become a flower that belongs only to him.

When Mori Ogai grabbed her wrist and kissed her lips, he almost sighed at the familiar touch.

Just touch it lightly, otherwise it will get out of control.

*

My power is to grant the wishes of my loved ones.

So when Mori Ogai took my hand and put it on his heart, and self-righteously wished me to kill him, I just felt my brain buzzing.

First of all, if I really fulfill his wish and kill him here, it will prove that he is my beloved.

Secondly, if I am unwilling to agree, it proves that I am afraid of verifying the fact that the person I love the most now is him, or it can be understood that I am reluctant to kill him at all.

It's not that I don't want to kill him, but that I don't want to do anything to him at all.Our marriage in the last week can be said to be based on what we need. When I can no longer provide him with benefits, it is expected that we will end up like this, but it is unexpected that the death is so miserable.

We've been together for so many years that I can't even figure out what kind of character he is.But this week, I don't want to repeat the same mistakes again, I'm too tired, I don't want to like anyone anymore, and I don't want to have selfish expectations for anyone to make him like me too.

I just want to live my life without disturbing others and die peacefully.

But isn't it too much for him to intervene in other people's lives at will and say some inexplicable things at will?

But the thing I am most concerned about at the moment is: "Where did you know about my ability? When did you know?"

"Are you concerned about this issue? Lixiang, do you want to guess." There was a narrow smile on his face.

"I'm talking about you, just talk well, don't get closer, okay?" Did he kiss me before I wasn't paying attention?

"Sorry." He still squeezed my wrist, and the distance didn't change at all.

There are so many things that are wrong, it is one thing to know my abilities, but why would you be sure that I like him, and say such extreme words as asking me to kill him.

We've only met a few times...

Unless, unless, I looked at his face and felt breathless, "You...Mr. Mori...Rintaro?"

Am I overthinking or am I standing on the edge of the truth?

Then he used the answer to help me verify the thoughts in my heart.

"Lixiang," he called me, without the deliberate frivolity before, with the tenderness in memory, and I don't know if the tenderness is true or not, "It's been a long time since I heard you call me that."

This time I was really out of breath.My heart suddenly beat so fast, the blue wings began to flap at a high frequency, my eyes were black for a while, then blue for a while, and even Mori Ogai's face was going to faint in this dirty watercolor painting.

"Hoo-hoo--" I panted heavily.

Mori Ogai's voice was no longer as calm as before, and he was a little flustered, "Lixiang——Lixiang, what's wrong? What's wrong? Does your stomach hurt? Is it hypoglycemia? I brought some fruit candy, I'll give you one OK?"

I couldn't stand still, my whole body was hanging on him, and my head was resting on his shoulders.

Don't want to lean on him, don't want him to hug.But it's so uncomfortable, the heart is about to jump out of the chest, is this the real feeling of palpitations?How can I lose the chain at this critical showdown moment?

Mad.

He followed my back, "Where is the discomfort—why is your heart beating abnormally?"

Does the heart beat so fast?How could he even hear it?Or is it that I stick my whole body to him too tightly?

Even if you jumped fast, it was accompanied by bursts of pain.A mess of threads tangled up in my brain, and I whimpered, tears streaming down my face.

He hugged me horizontally, lowered his head and put his ear on my chest and began to listen.

"Heart is uncomfortable?" My eyes are blurry, I can't see his face clearly, I can only hear his voice, but why does his always steady voice speak like me and pant?

"Heart... is there a problem with the heart at this time?" He repeated to himself.

"Hurry up and take me to Miss Jin's house!" I thought in my heart, but unfortunately the words couldn't be connected in a row, and I couldn't say anything, and I just opened my mouth to breathe in and out.

"Go to the hospital." Start running quickly.

If I don't go to the hospital, what is growing on my heart is not a tumor, but a curse.I was dying, and I was dead when I was taken to the hospital.

It's okay to die like this, but with tears on his face, it's too ugly to die panting in Mori Ogai's arms.

It's even uglier than last week's method of death.

"Don't cry, don't be afraid, I won't let anything happen to you." A gentle kiss fell on my forehead.

I remembered that there was a similar situation last week. I was sick and had a fever that night, and I talked nonsense all night.He was not impatient at all, and was so gentle that it made people want to cry.

It was then, and now I haven't promised to help him realize his wish, so what's the use of being so attentive to me.Besides, I don't know who my beloved is, or whether this person exists is a problem.I clutched my chest and thought uncomfortably.

My breath is whistling, and the wind in my ears is also whistling.

Amidst the whirring sound, a not-so-unfamiliar voice cut in.

"Let me say, Mr. Mori Ogai, the leader of the forest in Hong Kong, where are you going with Lixiang in your arms?" Gojo Satoru's voice came from the chaos.

Mori Ogai's voice changed from tenderness to alienation, formulaic indifference: "It's our first meeting, Mr. Gojo Satoru, a genius conjurer from the Gojo family, my wife is not feeling well, and I'm about to take her to the hospital. Please don't waste time. "

Don't say strange things to yourself, where am I your wife now!Difficult to speak, I could only grab his clothes to protest.

"Oh, really?" Wujo Satoru's voice was full of frivolous doubts, "Let's not say that according to the information I have, Xiao Lixiang is not someone's wife, the important thing is that her current heart discomfort problem cannot be solved by the hospital of."

"What do you mean?" Mori Ogai's voice was not only formulaic indifference, but more like a knife frozen in a thick layer of ice.

"Huh? Mr. Ogai Mori, as your husband, doesn't know that there is a curse spirit of unknown danger level growing on Lixiang's heart?"

"Take her to the hospital rashly now, will she die?"