Breeze and elegant

On the upper body, blood gushed out from the wound like a spring, quickly staining her and his clothes.

If Captain Unokana is not found, the person in his arms will die - at this moment, Byakuya Kuchiki felt this clearly, the feeling of losing the most cherished person almost drove him crazy.

"Bai Zai...I'm very happy...you were able to save me...but you...how could...leave Fei Zhen..."

Kuchiki Qingya coughed because she talked too much about the wound on her body, and blood gushed out of her mouth along with her coughing.

Seeing this, Kuchiki Byakuya stopped in a hurry to prevent her from continuing to speak: "Fei is really good, don't talk."

"Byakuza..." Kuchiki Qingya didn't seem to intend to listen to him, she shook her head, "I want...to be alone with Byakuya..."

Looking at the person in front of him who was still stubborn despite being so seriously injured, Kuchiki Byakuya finally chose to compromise, hugged her to the ground, and sat down against a tree.

That pale and almost transparent face, as well as the wound that was almost broken at the waist, all made Kuchiki Byakuya painful.He clearly said that he would protect her, and that he would not put the other party in danger, but in the end he did nothing.

"That's great... Byakuya..." Kuchiki Kiyoya looked at Kuchiki Byakuya who was hugging her, and effortlessly raised her left hand to caress the other's handsome face, "It's really... great to see you again... ..."

She thought she could be free and easy, but it wasn't until the last moment that she realized that she was really scared, afraid that she would never see him again, and that she would die with regret like that.

"Although it will trouble you...but...I still want to tell you..." Kuchiki Qingya rested for a while with her eyes closed, opened her eyes to look at the other party, and said, "Byakuza...I like you..."

I have always liked it...but...

The hands are gradually weakening, and the vision is gradually blurring... It must be time.Seeing Byakuya Kuchiki who was stunned by his confession, Kiyoya Kuchiki closed his eyes.

It was really great to see you one last time.

"Baizai, goodbye..."

"Baizai...I like you..."

The doubts that had been perplexing Kuchiki Byakuya all this time were solved by these words—why she never called him "brother", why she insisted on leaving, why she was upset because of her leaving, why she hated her relationship with him. Ichimaru silver is too close... everything is because he likes the person in his arms.

"Bai Zai is Bai Zai, a different existence from my brother."

It turns out that she has always divided them very clearly, but he has always blurred his true thoughts, because he has never understood his true intentions.

Like, it's a very simple word, but he didn't understand it until now.

"Qingya, I like you."

It's just that his words didn't get a response, and at some point, the person in his arms had already closed his eyes.The face that was so pale that it was almost transparent was serene that he had never seen before.

The panic spread in Kuchiki Byakuya's heart as Kuchiki Kiyoya's body transformed into a spirit child and dissipated. He hugged her tightly to prevent her from dissipating, but in the end he could only watch her in his arms. Dissipate little by little.

"Captain Kuchiki..."

Someone was whispering something in his ear, but Kuchiki Byakuya couldn't see who it was, all he could see was Kuchiki Qingya who gradually turned into spiritual particles and dissipated.

In the end, Kuchiki Qingya turned into a spirit seed in his arms and disappeared completely, never to be found or caught again.

"Qing Ya's death is entirely your fault, Captain Kuchiki."

Kuchiki Byakuya looked up blankly, and the last thing he saw was Ichimaru Gin's face with a cold smile.

Yes, Qingya will die, it is entirely his fault.

Kuchiki Byakuya had a very, very long dream. In the dream, he seemed to go back to the past and re-experience the past with Kuchiki Kiyoya, from the first encounter to the final parting.

When he woke up from the dream, he found himself sitting on the promenade, in front of him was a courtyard with dancing cherry blossoms.

"You're awake, Byakuya."

The soft and gentle voice was so familiar that Kuchiki Byakuya had a feeling of auditory hallucinations. He turned his head in surprise, and saw that the person who should have died was looking at him with a smile on his face.

Is it a dream?But it was so real, as if everything before was a dream.

"Quietly..."

He wanted to reach out to touch whether the other person was real, but he was afraid that everything in front of him would dissipate because of his touch.

"What's wrong, Byakuya? Is there something on my face?"

Seeing the other party rubbing her face with his hands, Kuchiki Byakuya couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and stretched out his hand to comb the somewhat messy hair on her forehead. He was relieved by the sense of reality touched by his hand, and said, "It's nothing, It was just a dream." At this moment, he couldn't tell which was reality and which was a dream, or he didn't want to tell at all.

"What dream?"

Reaching out to take the tea from the other party, Kuchiki Byakuya fell silent, looking down at the floating cherry blossoms in the cup.

"I dreamed that...you were dead."

Time seemed to stop flowing because of his words, and a strange silence spread quickly. He looked up in surprise, but found that the person sitting in front of him had disappeared.

The dancing cherry blossoms, the familiar courtyard, and even the tea in the teacup is still steaming, but the person who was making tea just now was gone.

"Baizai."

Following the sound, he saw a smiling woman standing under the cherry tree.

The quiet smile, the dancing cherry blossoms, everything becomes unreal.

"Bai Zai, you will always protect me, right?"

"Ah, I will always protect you."

His answer made the woman standing under the cherry tree smile happily, but the smile turned sad in a blink of an eye.

"Bai Zai, we can't go back, we can't go back again..."

As if realizing something, he wanted to step forward and grab her, but the cherry blossoms around him seemed to be manipulated by something, preventing him from approaching.

"Quiet."

He tried his best to break through the obstruction of the countless cherry blossoms, but he still watched the other party get farther and farther away from him.

"Bai Zai, I like you...Bai Zai..."

The familiar call came over and over again.

Just when he finally broke through the siege of cherry blossoms and came to her, and reached out to hold her arm, the person in front of him turned into thousands of petals of cherry blossoms dancing in front of his eyes, only the soft voice came with the wind:

"Baizai, goodbye..."

"Quietly!"

Opening his eyes, Kuchiki Byakuya saw the snow-white walls of the Fourth Division.

"Master Byakuya!"

Hima's surprised voice was heard next to his ears, and Kuchiki Byakuya closed his eyes weakly, and the memories before coma flooded out like a flood.

It turned out that it was really just a dream, a dream so real that he couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion.It turned out that the man was really dead.

The door was opened by someone forcefully, and then he was pulled up by the front of his shirt.Opening his eyes, he saw Shiba Haiyan with an angry face.

"This punch is for Qingya!"

Following Zhiba Haiyan's angry shout, he suffered a heavy punch on his face, and the fishy sweet smell spread in his mouth, followed by another punch.

"This punch is for you!"

This punch made him slam into the wall next to him, and Zhibo Haiyan followed him and pushed him against the cold wall, "Does it hurt? But Qingya hurts more than you!"

The blunt fist hit him again and again, but he didn't feel the pain at all, because there was a place where the pain was worse than the pain in the body, and there was Fei Zhen's powerless but trying to stop the voice next to his ear .

"Master Shiba, stop fighting!"

Feizhen stepped forward to block Kuchiki Byakuya, watching the weak woman Shiba Haiyan finally lowered her fist, even though he thought that Qingya's death was due to the woman in front of him, he still couldn't strike her.

He looked past Fei Zhen and landed on the distraught Kuchiki Byakuya, and said, "Do you regret it? But it's too late." After speaking, he stopped looking at the two people behind him, turned and left.

After he left, Fei Zhen turned around to help Kuchiki Byakuya, but Kuchiki Byakuya pushed him away.

"Master Byakuya?"

"Fei Zhen, I want to be alone for a while."

"...Yes, Lord Byakuya..."

Fei Zhen got up and left, leaving Kuchiki Byakuya sitting on the floor slumped, staring blankly ahead.

Regret?

How could he not regret it, but no matter how much he regretted it, it was already too late, and that person was gone.

It was another season of cherry blossoms dancing, Kuchiki Byakuya sat alone on the promenade, looking up at the sky.

Under the same sky, the same scenery, the same promenade, but the existence of that person is missing.

I will never hear her softly calling me "Bai Zai", never drink the tea she personally brewed, never see her gentle smile that can tolerate everything...

Everything dissipated with the passing of last year's cherry blossoms, and could no longer be seen or touched.

"Quietly..."

Soul World Chapter: Memories Scattered with the Wind·End>

The present chapter: those quiet times

Kiyomasa.018 Freshmen

"Qingya...Qingya..."

Opening his eyes, Kuchiki Qingya stared blankly at the ceiling above, then raised his hands to cover his eyes, and laughed softly, with some kind of self-mockery.

After a long time, she sat up with her hands on her sides, glanced at the alarm clock on the table, stood up, walked to the bed, and opened the curtains.

It's only five o'clock in the morning, and the sky outside is not yet bright, but you can already see things.

After standing by the window for a while, she turned to wash up, then began to sweep the house and clear the yard.By the time everything was done, it was already daylight.

Looking at the time, she went into the house and changed into her school uniform, planning to go to the kitchen