my son blue

In the end, Xiaobai still skipped a grade, and not long after that, he graduated.

In the end, Yang Yang was left alone, sighing and hurting the spring and autumn, yelling that life is so fucking lonely as snow...

In fact, Xiaobai is good without Xiaobai. After leaving, there are fewer people who compare him with Xiaobai. Whoever hears that people always compare him, a good-for-nothing, with that genius, will not feel happy. Where will it go.

It's already useless enough, but if you compare it, you won't be in the mood to study, and your grades will naturally not be much better.

But to be honest, no matter how hard Yang Yang tried, the fact that he was a good-for-nothing could not be changed.

The grades in the first grade are seriously partial. Although Shunpo is very good, he is also one of the best No.1 in the class. Well, the No.1 in the waste wood class. It is shameful to say it. The chant sends out the four white thunders that break the way, the effect is just like an arrow piercing someone else's body, although it hurts, but it's not serious, unlike Bai Zai, it's like being hit by a bullet.

Can you expect a heart patient to practice these skills in vain?

As soon as Yang Yang came to these two classes, he was called by the teacher and voluntarily abstained. The teacher asked the reason and told the truth, so these two classes were considered floating clouds.

When I was promoted to the sophomore, I failed the final exam of the year and almost repeated the grade. It took a lot of talking and talking to barely pass, but I was severely warned by the teacher. If you do this again in the second grade, you can pack up and go home. All of them are talents from the future thirteenth fan, not useless idiots.

Yang Yang didn’t have much expectation for Maou to be able to finish it. What he hoped was that he could finish reciting the Ghost Dao chant and find the Zanpakutō, but it would take another three years to find the Zanpakutō, so he didn’t have to worry about chant. , with his memory, it's easy to handle.

Zanpakuto depends on chance, if you are lucky, like Xiaobai, you will find it before you go to Mao. After graduating, I had no choice but to chop with a knife.

Yang Yang only hoped that he would not be the last type he thought of, the destitute Yang Yang who was expelled from school without even a Zanpakuto.

But I have to say, Yang Yang, you do have a crow's mouth.

The second-year student failed the quiz, so the teacher issued an ultimatum, if you fail the make-up exam, Yang Yang, you can go out.

As a result, he failed, so he packed up and left.

Xiaotao and Xiaobai didn't tell before leaving, but just left a letter saying that she would take a break from school and go home to take care of grandma, so don't worry.

Then, under the noisy jeers and gloating from the waste wood class, he took a deep breath, walked out of Mao's gate, out of Seireitei, and returned home.

For Yang Yang's sudden return home, grandma was just surprised, didn't ask anything, just smiled and said, "You are back, you have worked hard all the way!"

Hearing this, Yang Yang was so moved that he almost burst into tears, then he packed up his clothes and started chatting with grandma, but he said that it was all about him and Xiaobai in Mao, as well as his going to Fandu and Xiaotao’s recent life, happy Grandma laughed, as if she was several years younger in a good mood.

The elderly mother-in-law, whose health is getting worse day by day, seems to be dying. Knowing that she is about to leave, she starts to pick up needles and threads that have been useless for a long time and start to mend Xiaobai and Xiaotao's previous clothes, and of course, his.

In the original book, whether Xiaobai's grandmother is alive or not, Yang Yang doesn't know, but now the grandmother in front of him is about to disappear, which makes him very sad.

If grandma left, he would really be the only one left in the family. Looking at this small house alone, he would still feel very lonely.

But birth, old age, sickness and death are not something he can stop.

Yang Yang thought, while grandma was still around, it might be a kind of comfort and compensation to honor her old man and let her go away with peace of mind, but the only thing he is good at is cooking, he thought, even if grandma is whole, she doesn’t need to eat , but it is also possible to satisfy his appetite, so he decided to cook a big meal for grandma every day.

Although it was a big meal, the ingredients I bought were not many, and they were not expensive. Grandma ate little, and he didn't eat too much, which was just right.

Yang Yang once researched on the Internet that small ingredients can be used to make chef-level dishes. Back then, his two sons ate his dishes and even praised them for their deliciousness, so Yang Yang felt that he cooked The dishes should be suitable for the taste of Japanese old ladies, as long as the taste is slightly lighter and older, it will be fine.

So when he talked about it, Yang Yang was ready to show his skills. After buying vegetables, he would pass by a relatively large tavern. He usually drank some plum wine buried by his grandmother in the early years. The dishes for drinking were bought here. They are high quality and cheap. The portion is generous and the taste is delicious.

Passing by today, I saw Kyoraku Shusui and Ukitake Shishiro walking side by side into the tavern, followed by Shiba Haiyan and Ise Nanao.

What day is it today, and what are these two captains doing here?

Yang Yang raised his eyebrows, curled his lips, shrugged his shoulders and left.

Several years have passed, and Yang Yang is no longer what he was at the beginning, whenever he had a chance, he would think of Aizen's side. Now he has something to worry about, and grandma is about to... He wants to stay with grandma until she leaves, Aizen, in the future There is still time, he is not in a hurry.

After returning home, I wash the vegetables and cook, sit with grandma, watch her finish the meal, and then sit on the corridor to bask in the sun and chat.

Yang Yang knew that grandma would leave soon, but he didn't know how soon it would be.

When Yang Yang was chatting with his grandma, watching her smile and even the wrinkles on her face were wrinkled together but not ugly, there was a little orange light all over her body, and her body was slowly becoming transparent, and it was about to disappear.

The entire disappearance of Ruhun Street will not leave clothes behind, it will dissipate with the soul, not like the god of death who turns into a spirit son and becomes a part of Seireitei, leaving only clothes.

To leave is to go to reincarnation, and to leave is to die completely, so leave something to commemorate your friends.

"Grandma..." Yang Yang held grandma's hand, and said something that made her feel at ease: "Xiaobai and Xiaotao will be fine, and I will be fine, don't worry about us, we will always live well, so grandma... "Don't worry about what will happen to them when you're gone.

"Good boy, you are all grandma's good children..." Grandma stroked Yang Yang's hair, smiled without showing any sadness, and then slowly disappeared beside him.

"Patta" a tear fell on the floor and splashed everywhere.

"That's why... parting is really easy to make people cry, so I hate parting the most!" Yang Yang hugged his legs, put his head on his knees, and said with a sniff.

Sure enough, he still couldn't let go of death.

Parents have to die, grandma's death, and my own death...

A breeze blew by, carrying the warm wind unique to summer, but it made Yang Yang feel colder.

"Alone again..."

After Mom and Dad died, he was the one who guarded the big empty house alone. When it was dark, it was like a big black hole, so quiet that he thought it would suddenly roll up a whirlpool and suck him in, so he didn't dare to turn off the lights at night, Daming until dawn.

And now, I was alone again, although it was broad daylight, but looking at the blue sky, I still felt that I would suddenly fall into that piece of blue like sea water, trembling with cold, and drowning in loneliness.

I don’t want to be alone, anyone is good, anyone is good, stay with him, I really don’t want to be alone, facing the silence after death, it’s so uncomfortable...

I really, don't want to be alone in this empty room.

Yang Yang pursed his lips, thought for a while, then got up, picked up Shunbu, and rushed to the tavern.

Even if there is a 1% chance, he will bump into him, he wants to see him, even if he can't see him, it doesn't matter, as long as Xiao Bai and Xiao Tao are here, grandma has left, as family members, they have to know , can't not know...

The house was constantly receding, and the target was gradually approaching. Yang Yang raced all the way, went forward bravely, arrived in front of the tavern, ran in, ignored the waiter's inquiries, and only said "I'm looking for someone, don't stop me!" He opened the wooden door and looked for it.

Although the store is not small, there are not many people, and no one dares to cause trouble in a place with good law and order, so the owner of the store thought that Yang Yang was simply looking for someone and would not cause any trouble, so he asked the boys to stop him and asked him who he was looking for. After telling the door number in detail, he was allowed to go.

So Yang Yang non-stop ran to the target door with a "swish", and found that Xingmu's short white hair at a glance, panting slightly: "Xiaobai... Grandma, she... is gone... ..."

"What?" Xiao Bai opened his emerald green eyes wide in shock, with an expression of disbelief. "Yang Yang, what did you say? Grandma left? Could it be..." As a person in Liuhun Street, how could he not know what Yang Yang was talking about, so Xiaobai got up quickly and was about to run out.

"Yang Yang...?" Just as Yang Yang saw Xiaobai running to him and was about to leave with him, he heard the surprised and puzzled voice of Mr. Hayami who he was very familiar with and had always admired.

Yang Yang turned his head, followed the voice, and met those brown eyes with a hint of joy.

For a moment, Yang Yang felt his heart stopped beating and he forgot to breathe.

"Lan...ran?" Yang Yang said softly with a trembling voice, feeling unreal like flying in a dream.