The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

It’s because I can’t see that person laughing anymore, and I can’t hear his energetic voice. From now on, I can’t find such a person in this world. He would smile and encourage me when I was the weakest. In fact, he is super powerful, and he will seriously say that I have A pair of very firm and gentle eyes, so he wanted to be friends with me the first time we met.

Those times when we lay together on the lawn in midsummer, with the wind blowing, when Qihai felt that Ashbara was noisy, and Huibara stuck out his tongue and counted the clouds in the sky, after all, we could never go back, and a corner of the complete puzzle was lost forever.

Why is the world of conjurers so cruel?

Even though I have seen death thousands of times, I still cannot accept the death of the people around me.

Hui Yuanxiong's funeral was held in a very low-key manner. His parents were just two ordinary people, their temples were stained with the wind and frost of life. They supported each other and thanked us for taking care of Hui Yuan with tears in their eyes.

"That kid, always likes to say, 'I want to try my best to do what I can do, so I will be happy*'."

The smile on Aunt Huiyuan's face was bitter and proud: "He died in his own ideals, instead of leaving this world with regrets that suppressed his heart's desire. I think he will not regret it."

In front of the cold coffin, Hui Yuanxiong's younger sister was carefully wiping the black and white photo of her brother. I saw big drops of tears splashing on the glass of the photo, and was wiped clean by the little girl tirelessly. The baby's face was tense, but her shoulders trembled slightly.

I couldn't hold back, and patted her young and thin back, only to see that she trembled violently, then hugged her brother's photo and burst into tears.

And Aunt Huiyuan, who had been pretending to be strong next to her, finally collapsed suddenly amidst her daughter's heart-piercing cries, bent down suddenly, covered her face with her hands, and sobbed in her husband's arms.

"I regret it!!! I regret it!!! Why should I agree with him to be a magician!!! He is only 16 years old!!!!"

The woman's broken wailing was extremely hoarse and difficult to hear, like a blunt knife stabbing deep into the heart, causing non-stop throbbing pain.

I lowered my head, wiped away the tears that slid down my face, turned around and walked out of the room quickly - if I stayed any longer, I'm afraid I would also collapse.

It was very quiet outside, only the gray sky and low-flying birds. I leaned against the wall and heard someone calling my name.

"Peach jam, over here."

I turned my head, and under the big tree in the distance, Nitzi waved at me.

A lit cigarette was held between the girl's index finger and middle finger, the smoke curled up and disappeared into the air, she took her other hand out of the pocket of her clothes, with half a pack of cigarettes lying on the palm: "Would you like one? "

"No," I shook my head, looked at the faint blue eyes of Nitrate, and asked after a long while, "When did you learn it?"

I remember that she had no habit of smoking before.

"Huh? You mean this?" Nitro Yang raised his hand holding the cigarette, shrugged and replied, "You don't need to learn this, it will come naturally when you think about it."

At the back of the big tree, Xia Youjie was leaning there, also holding a half-burnt cigarette in his hand. He never looked at me, just lowered his head, and took one puff after another silently, as if to Swallow all the emotions in the chest along with the smoke.

The surroundings became quiet, the three of us leaned against the same big tree, no one spoke anymore, we just stood like this for a long time.

What broke the silence was a figure descending from the sky, with white hair swaying slightly in the air, and blue eyes blinking slightly behind the sunglasses.

"solved."

Gojo Satoru, whom I haven't seen for a long time, seemed to pause for a moment, then turned his head and talked to the other two people.

"Wu, go in and talk to your uncles and aunts, it can be regarded as revenge for Huiyuan."

Xia Youjie, who had been silent all this time, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, and said in a hoarse voice.

"Ah."

The big white-haired boy nodded and quickly disappeared in place.

Before leaving, this time, very clearly, he gave me a look.

"By the way, Taojiang, are you sure you want to rent that house?"

Nitro took a sip of the cigarette in his hand and asked.

"I originally planned to make a deposit today, but it's okay. I communicated with the landlord in time, and she is willing to wait a few more days."

I looked away and answered.

"That's good," Nitro nodded, and suddenly smiled lightly, "Let's go, don't stay here, so that even if someday in the future, I will be dragged back halfway, at least you won't see me corpse."

"Actually, if it's possible, I hope that the funeral will not be held. It's too troublesome."

The tear mole under the eyes of the girl who was talking about death was still very pretty under the dark sky, and her tone was understated as if she was talking about other topics.

Before I had time to refute her and tell her not to curse herself like that, who would have thought that Xia Youjie next to me would explode first.

"What are you talking about, Nitzi! How can you curse yourself with an incomplete body! If the end point of a conjurer must be a tragic death, then why are we still working so hard every day!!"

The black-haired boy's voice was so excited that it was close to a low growl. He realized his out-of-control emotions one step later, he was stunned for a moment, covered his forehead and slowed down his voice to apologize: "I'm sorry, I was a little too excited..."

"Suddenly I remembered that I still had some tasks to do, so I had to leave as soon as possible."

After Xia Youjie left a word, he bowed his head and hurriedly left. I wanted to call him, but Nitzi stopped me and shook his head at me.

"Leave him alone," she said.

On this day, the back of the black-haired boy, who was a little embarrassed and mixed with some kind of depressed emotion, turned out to be the last impression I had of him.

No one expected that just half a month after Hui Yuanxiong's funeral, Xia Youjie did something that caught everyone by surprise.

He defected.