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Zhongyuan Zhong also got used to dealing with things like blood after being picked up by the "sheep".In order to protect those weak children, threats and heavy blows are always necessary means, and among these means, there is always the figure of the bright red liquid.

Zhong Yuanzhong has also learned a lot from fighting alone for a long time. He is good at using blood to threaten and intimidate the other party to achieve the purpose of protection.

From the initial discomfort to the later numbness, he thought that this kind of thing would just be more sticky and stained on his body and could not be wiped off, but what he didn't expect was that one day he would tremble and tremble when he saw the blood again. From the deepest fear in my heart.

The closed door was still locked when it was pushed open by Nakahara Zhongya who hurried back. After violently unlocking it, what he saw was a scene that made Zhongyuan Zhongya almost lose his strength.

He didn't even bother to deal with the wound on his waist, his head was almost collapsed, his young body let out a hoarse roar, and his limp legs were firmly propped up to support the crumbling body. The body moved forward, wanting to get closer to some innermost scenes.

In the past, the agile, energetic black cat with transparent eyes like sapphires was lying in it. It was originally swallowed up by darkness, but it was only discovered now that the light broke in. In fact, it was swallowed up by death. .

The scattered blood-colored small water pools spread below, and the small piece is far inferior to human bleeding, and it is also inferior to the ones that have been seen in the Central Plains, but it is better than any time. It made him tremble with fear.

Because his black cat, his partner, was lying on the pool of blood, his closed eyes could no longer be opened, his vitality was completely deprived, and the moist and soft hair that was raised by Zhong Yuan himself was extremely dirty. Drooping and messy.

The mischievous smile on the cheek of the child holding the dagger finally got stuck when he saw Zhongyuan Zhongye's almost ferocious face.

The child's hand holding the knife trembled, because Chuya Nakahara's expression was too terrifying, and Chuya Nakahara's appearance obviously exceeded his expectations: "You...Chuya...how, how come you are here here……?!"

yes.Zhongyuan Zhong also thought almost numbly, I really shouldn't be here, I should die at your hands, as a gift and transaction for you to surrender to other organizations.

He originally thought that leaving the black cat here was the safest place. It was too dangerous outside, and even the black cat might not be safe. He wanted to protect the black cat, because Xiao Hei was the only one in the world who belonged to him. , Accompanying him, being able to curl up together to keep each other warm.

But what he didn't expect was that what remained was the prying of others and the sharp dagger, depriving Chuya of the Central Plains of the last thing belonging to the "King of Sheep".

Osamu Dazai of the mafia leaned against the door, squinting at everything here, his raised fingertips rolled over the sunlight and finally fell to the ground and scattered into broken beads. He said with a smile: "Look, life is So vulnerable."

Cats die easily.

The Central Plains in the past was also easy to die.

……

Something that has not been dreamed of for a long time wraps Zhongya Zhongya with viscous malice and falls down. The dark shadow covers his eyes and covers everything about him, and then wraps around his wrist and pulls him towards Down, not allowing his raised hand to reach out to the presence of light.

【Dirtyness】The side effects after opening are too great. In addition to devouring his body, it is also devouring his spirit. It is delusional to climb out of the comfort of human beings, press his soul into the deepest part, and let the gods reappear. .

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that this time it was not a successful time, because he had not yet reached the peak of the most collapsed, and he would not let Huangbatu appear.

But he wanted to take a short rest, just a short while.

That nightmare is indeed not a scary thing, but it is truly terrifying, because it is so real that it completely overlaps with the past, venting Nakahara Chuya's stupidity and former innocence, on the contrary, it makes the suffocation hit and entangles Zhongyuan Zhongye tightly. His body made him feel heavy even to breathe.

In the deep darkness, the pain was spreading, death was singing in his ears, and he was falling.

until--.

The outstretched fingertips touched the familiar, furry touch, and the warm body temperature rushed into his chest, and the strip-shaped thing wrapped around his wrist, with furry Itchy touch, as if he had lit a lamp in the middle of the night many years ago, and a small teenager and a small black cat lay in the bed after he opened the bed. The black cat's tail was entwined. On his wrist, gently and obediently listening to him read the story in the book.

Then the warmth covered it, and the soft light with the warmth of pink invaded this space that was infested by the deep cold color, and the dark area was once again slightly dyed lightly because of the extra weight in his arms. Yes, but warm colors.

The darkness and heavy burden covering his eyes were glanced away, and Nakahara Nakaya opened his eyes under the clear sky, and what he saw was a pair of blue eyes, as transparent as the blue sky, drifting through the white clouds.

The little black cat stretched out its soft meat pad to press against his chest, and its soft black fur rubbed against his face at a close distance, itching, but with a sense of peace of mind.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his face, carefully stretched out his hand to hug the cat in his arms, and lowered his head tentatively, for fear that all this would easily dissipate.Of course he did know it was just a dream.

"I haven't dreamed of you for a long, long time." Zhong Yuanzhong also said, his head was buried on the side of the black cat, the fleshy feeling was so real that it made him nostalgic, "I'm still thinking, is it me Xiao Hei is very stupid, he doesn't even know his way in his dreams, he will go to other people's door by mistake."

The black cat lay softly in his arms, raised its head and let out a soft cry.

"I know, I have taken good care of myself." Zhongyuan Zhong also touched the cat's head and raised his head slowly. He seemed to have thought of something. Facing the black cat's eyes, they gradually overlapped with the person in his memory, "I also met A very strange person."

"He is too familiar with me. I don't hate that kind of familiarity, and it is difficult to arouse the body's reflexive vigilance and defense. Because he feels like..." Zhong Yuanzhong also paused here, His fingertips circled around and gently held the black cat's jaw, and slowly lifted its head up to meet his gaze, "It seems to be the same as you."

Warm and gentle, with inexplicable apologies and longings.

Zhong Yuanzhong is not an idiot either. In comparison, he can easily perceive other people's emotions and attitudes. In addition, after working in the mafia for so many years, he has already trained himself to be a qualified cadre. What is a part of Maha's attitude towards him.

He was puzzled, but the subconscious sense of security prevented him from asking.

He was going to let it go.If the black cat didn't appear in this dream, he really didn't intend to delve into it, or say these words.

"You know, many of Kazama Yu's actions... are very similar to a cat. Was he sent by you to find me?"

Whether it's the subconscious action of licking and smoothing his hair, or his appetite for fish, and the habits that gradually overlap with Xiao Hei, Zhong Yuanzhong doesn't really believe in miracles, because he is in reality.

But sometimes it's not a bad thing to believe in a miracle.

The black cat's body stiffened for a moment, and soon returned to its usual appearance, meowing.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled his hand back. He looked at the surrounding area that was surrounded by warmth and was not infected by darkness. He just patted the cat's head lightly: "Don't worry about me, and don't waste your energy next time. Come help me again. You have to know that Zhongyuan Zhong has never been someone who would admit defeat."

He allowed himself to fall this time because he clearly knew that Huangbatu couldn't do anything to him, and it wasn't time to suppress him. In addition, it was rare to have such a painful dream, and he just wanted to take a good rest. will only.

After all, there are no words to give up or admit defeat in Zhongye's dictionary.

Everything gradually dissipated, the darkness faded away with the light, and the black cat in his arms also left.

It crawled out of Zhongya Zhongye's arms, and stood firmly in front of him. Two tails were swaying, and the elongated shadow fell behind him, in a completely different direction from Zhongya Zhongye. .

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his body, put his head close to the wet nose of some kissing cats, and asked, "Can I see him when I wake up?"

……

Zhong Yuanzhong was also woken up by the glare of the glare. After closing his eyes, his eyes were full of redness, which disturbed his rest. He was so tormented that he lifted the blanket and got up from the bed.

He was not the same as the countless times before. Either he was left behind by Osamu Dazai and no one came to find him, or he was sent to the office and infirmary by his subordinates. When he woke up this time, he was in his own home.

No longer a cold floor and a simplified office, this time he woke up in a warm home full of life.

The new clothes were neatly placed on the chair next to him. Nakahara Chuya himself looked a little dirty, and his messy hair even looked dirty. He looked windy. Jian Yu didn't wash him up.After all, it is really embarrassing to do this kind of thing.

He propped up his body and got up and rubbed his aching head. The injured area had already been bandaged up. The bandager did a good job, but he tied a beautiful bow at the end as a gift maliciously.

Naturally, his subordinates did not have the guts, and only Kazama Yu could have the guts to do so.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed deeply, shook his head helplessly and prepared to get up, but the door was pushed open.

He looked up and saw the black-haired young man standing there, when his upturned eyes fell on him, the broken light of the morning sun was reflected in the blue eyes.

Warm and peaceful, quiet and indifferent.

Kazama Yu looked at him, holding hot milk in his hand, as if a black tail was dangling behind him vaguely, but he tilted his head slightly and looked over, pretending to be casual and asked: "Do you want a drink?" Want something to warm your stomach?"