The strongest scum after me

In early spring, Shimizu Sakura went to the hospital.

Because of her poor health, she had taken medicine for a period of time. Although it has been a long time, she was still worried about whether the remaining medicine would affect the baby, so she planned to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

After all, she is now in a critical period of pregnancy.

Fortunately, the result of the examination was good, Shimizu Sakura felt relieved, and happened to pass Sensoji Temple on the way home from the hospital.

This is the oldest temple in Tokyo. It was destroyed by fire many times in Japanese history. During the Edo period, Tokugawa Ieyasu ordered the temple to be rebuilt and turned it into a large-scale temple.So far, the buildings in Sensoji Temple still maintain the "Edo style", with gray tiles and red walls, solemn and solemn. (Note: The introduction of Sensoji Temple is quoted from Baidu Encyclopedia.)

Every spring, the cherry blossoms planted inside and outside the temple will compete to bloom. Standing on the high-rise building, the light pink cherry blossoms and the white snow on Mount Fuji in the distance complement each other. The wind blows and the flowers fall, just like a cherry blossom snow.

The light pink petals fell into her temples, and Shimizu Sakura was slightly taken aback, looking at the first blooming cherry blossoms in the temple, it dawned on her that it was already this season.

I heard that asking for a lottery at Sensoji Temple has always been effective. Now that we are here, let's go in and ask for a lottery.

Maybe it's not the tourist season yet, and today is a working day, there are not many people in the temple at this time, Shimizu Sakura only saw a tall and handsome young man with long hair and cassock on the road, presumably it should be from the temple staff member.Seeing him staring at her all the time, Shimizu Sakura also looked at him curiously, she nodded politely to him, and then looked away.

Pass by.

When they arrived at the place where the lottery was drawn, Shimizu Sakura paid the money, held the lottery and shook it reverently, and with a "click", a lottery with a number fell to the ground.She picked up the signature and looked for the corresponding signature according to the number.This kind of signature is generally written in Chinese, which is obscure and difficult to understand. In order to facilitate the person who seeks the signature to understand the signature, there are explanations written in Japanese under the signature.

It seems that her luck today is not very good. The signature corresponding to the number in her hand has been corroded over the years, and the small notes below have been blurred.

In desperation, Shimizu Sakura could only turn her attention back to the signature——

[When the jade is not divided, worry becomes more sad. 】

[The future leads to the road, and the flowers and hair correspond to the broken branches. 】

--What does it mean?

Holding the lottery she asked for in her hand, she tilted her head in confusion.

"...Even if jade and stone are mixed together and have not been separated clearly, its development trend and result are as clear as leading to a bright road. If you are worried and upset because you have nothing at this time, you are even planning to give up your current goal And if you change direction, you will become more confused and lose your mind, and you will most likely choose the goal you have given up on as the result of your pursuit." A gentle and clear voice sounded beside her, seeming to be slightly joking It means, "unfortunately, it is [the last auspicious sign]." (Note: ①)

The previous part of the signature explained that Shimizu Sakura was ignorant and didn't understand, but she understood the last sentence [Suji Sign].Although drawing lots means that various outcomes can happen, but getting the [Suji lottery] still makes her feel a little depressed—not to mention that the person who interpreted the lottery is still in such a teasing tone that is almost gloating—it really makes people feel uncomfortable .

She looked at the man who appeared in front of her a little displeased: "Is this the attitude you all give to the customers? If it is the customer who draws the [bad lottery], do you still have to mock him?"

The man who appeared in front of her was the tall and slender young man who had been looking at her when he passed by just now. When he got close, Shimizu Sakura realized that the man had a very delicate and elegant appearance, with black hair like waterfalls, and slender dark purple eyes that seemed to be He has a strange charm, he is a handsome young man who attracts women very much.

It doesn't matter how handsome you are, how can the staff in the temple taunt the guest who has drawn the Suji lottery?

Shimizu Sakura thought angrily.

Her overly childish expression and the strangeness between her eyebrows and eyes can't be faked, but it made the smiling black-haired young man freeze for a second, and the sense of disobedience he had just passed by just now was finally obvious enough to make him It was impossible to ignore, the original relaxed posture disappeared, and he stared at her fixedly——

"……you do not know me?"

[This question is really strange. 】

Shimizu Sakura stared at the young man in front of her for a long time, and asked curiously, "Is this a new way to strike up a conversation?"

However, when he said this, she suddenly felt the vague familiarity of the other party.

But she was sure she hadn't seen him before.

But this is not certain, after all, after she and Jie got married, her clever little brain degenerated into the memory of a goldfish.

It is also possible for the little goldfish to forget the people who have met a few times before.

Shimizu Sakura added with a little apology: "I'm sorry, my memory is not very good after I got married, I may have seen you before, but I really don't remember, I'm sorry."

The other party didn't seem to notice her apology. After hearing her words, the expression of the young man with half loose long hair remained unchanged, but his face turned paler: "...Are you married?"

The sound was barely audible.

She is in her 20s and has been several years past the legal age of marriage. Is marriage something unacceptable?

"Yes." Although feeling strange, Shimizu Sakura nodded, "I have been married for ten years."

"...Who is it?" he said, "Is it Wu?"

"What's 'Enlightenment'?" Shimizu Sakura puffed up her cheeks, "I don't know who you are talking about. Please stop asking."

After all, she's just a stranger, so it's too limitless to keep asking her about her personal affairs.

Shimizu Sakura murmured in her heart.

The other party seemed to be taken aback. He seemed to understand something in an instant, but the reality didn't give him too much time to sort out his emotions.He quickly put on that superficial camouflaged gentle smile: "Sorry, I offended."

"It's okay." Shimizu Sakura has always been good-tempered, and she didn't care about it after the other party apologized.

The young man introduced himself as a monk from Sensoji Temple, that is, the staff here. Out of apology to her, he can take her around the temple, burn incense sticks for free and give her a guardian.The other party's attitude was sincere, but it was hard for Shimizu Sakura to refuse, so she agreed to his request.

After a brief contact, Shimizu Sakura quickly got acquainted with the young man.She found that the other party is really a very gentle and easy-going person. What is even more surprising is that they have many similarities in hobbies. He also has a good understanding of all the topics she is interested in. Obviously, he has only known each other not long ago. People, but there is a strange tacit understanding as if they have known each other for a long time.

Besides... She always felt that the other party had a sense of familiarity that she missed very much.

It's like mung bean ice cream in midsummer, like the orange-red sky at dusk in autumn.

Before leaving, Shimizu Sakura asked him: "Thank you for taking me to the temple today, but I still don't know what to call you?"

The young man was silent for a while, then smiled and said: "My surname is Xia, if you don't mind, you can call me Mr. Xia."

Shimizu Sakura was a little surprised: "What a coincidence, my husband's name also has the word Xia in it."

The other party's smile remained unchanged: "Really, what a wonderful fate."

He noticed the medical examination report in her hand: "...Have you been to the hospital? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah, this..." Shimizu Sakura quickly shook her head, and scratched her cheeks a little embarrassedly, "Actually, I just happened to be pregnant recently, so I went to the hospital for a physical examination, and this is why I came to Sensoji Temple to ask for a lottery."

After hearing her words, the black-haired young man was taken aback, his face became whiter and more transparent, as if he was about to disappear into the air in the next second.

It has been ten years since he defected.

In the past ten years, Xia Youjie has recalled everything that happened in the past more than once.

When he first heard that she was rescued, he felt that he should feel pity, but it was a pity that he couldn't really kill her that night.He is the one who is determined to take this path, and he must cut off all retreats and weaknesses, and her failure to die is obviously a hidden danger and failure on his way forward.

But when he heard that she was still alive, where did he suddenly feel relieved?

He didn't want to delve into it.

When dreaming back in the middle of the night, Xia Youjie would always dream of the fallen figure of his parents, Qingshui Ying's eyes full of tears, and the blood continuously overflowing from her chest on the night of defection.

It is impossible to regret it, since he chose that path, the balance in his heart has tilted, Shimizu Sakura is just one person, even if she loves him again, how can she compare with the ideal morality in his heart?

He never regretted it.

there has never been.

It's not that I haven't imagined the scene of goodbye.

For ten years, he had imagined all her reactions.

She may hate him so much that she doesn't want to see him even once again.

She might also break her defense the first time she saw him, crying and begging him to turn back, and he was determined that he would never waver.

It is more likely that after ten years, she has grown enough to face the past with him, love and hate are calm, so everything can be settled with him.

But he just didn't expect it to be like this.

The only thing he never thought about was that she had already forgotten him.

Shimizu Sakura doesn't remember him.

So whether it is love or hate, it has nothing to do with him, they are just strangers who met by chance.

She took Gojo Wu as Xia Youjie's substitute, and then smoothly forgot the real him.

She not only married Wu Wu, but even gave birth to him?

why?

Did she really fall in love with him?In love with that false phantom?

It’s ridiculous.

Simply ridiculous.

But why—why not only could he not laugh, but it was stuck in his throat, and those crazy thoughts that had been deliberately suppressed were burning like will-o'-the-wisps at this moment?

How has she gotten along with Wu in the past ten years?

Will she act like a spoiled child to him?Will you hug him?Will you kiss him?Will you talk softly to him?

Like she once did to him?

... She even planned to bear him a child.

It's... so ridiculous.

She clearly called his name, but she planned to give birth to another man.

And that person is his best friend.

These thoughts were biting his heart like a poisonous snake, and every drop of blood that overflowed was oozing with poison.

unbearable.

Totally intolerable.

What made him even more unbearable was that he clearly knew that everything that happened today was caused by him.

——All of this was caused by him.

But even so—even if he was clearly aware of this, jealousy and unwillingness still grew uncontrollably in his heart, like a wildfire.

It was probably the intuition of danger unique to small animals. Shimizu Sakura was a little frightened by this subtle atmosphere, and whispered: "Mr. Xia, thank you for accompanying me to visit the temple today. If there is nothing else... I will go back first."

Xia Youjie twitched the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

He put on a gentle smile again, and handed her the things in his hand: "This is for you. The cherry blossom bells of Sensoji Temple can bring good luck and luck, and ward off evil spirits."

Shimizu Sakura originally wanted to refuse, but this cherry blossom bell is different from other cherry blossom bells. There is a cute and cute little fox on it, and she really likes little foxes, so she happily accepted it. Yes, I plan to take it home to show the little fox at home.

He will love it.

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Note ①: The explanation of the signing text and Jiege's words are all quoted from Baidu.