Change your destiny from becoming a villain

Today is a rare good weather for Wu Mi.

The blue sky was cloudless, and the cherry blossom trees in the courtyard bloomed with incomparably beautiful flowers.But the deadly sunlight did not shine into the courtyard.

This made me feel joyless.

And in the open space in the courtyard on the other side, Jing Long, who was dressed in mud, buried the thin skeleton and the man's body in the pit that had already been dug, and then took a chipped wooden board and stood it on the top of the pit. Well, a simple cemetery.

"Master Wu Mi." He knelt in front of the cemetery, his face was covered by black bangs and his expression could not be seen clearly. "I'm very sorry."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Sitting in the corridor, Wu Mi took a sip of tea slowly, and Mei Hong's eyes were calm, "If you feel that I have been wronged because of them, you don't have to do that." think."

"No, that's not the case." Jing Long shook his head, staring quietly at the wooden board in front of him and said, "I think... I should apologize to you."

"Oh?"

"The person who turned you into this...is me." Jing Long lowered his head and said, "The person who is afraid of you and wants to run away...is me."

"The person who spoke ill of you...is still me."

"But facing me like this, you are still willing to help me find him, accept my stupid waywardness, and give them a resting place."

"I... I shouldn't have treated you like that."

"Oh, I thought what kind of thing troubled you so much, but it turned out to be such an unimportant thing." Standing up from the corridor, Wu Mi walked towards the cherry blossom tree not far away, and said lightly: "Well Dr. Long, what do you think is the meaning of life?"

"Meaning?" Jing Long turned his head and looked at Wu Mi in confusion, "You mean...meaning?"

"Ah, that's the meaning." Wu Mi nodded, and casually plucked off a cherry blossom. "Humans are very fragile creatures."

"Be depraved by thought, mad by anger, beautiful by tenderness, and strong by pain."

"When I was a human being, all the meaning of my life was to be 'alive'."

"Whenever the pain fills my whole body and I have to crawl ugly on the bed to fight the god of death, I have a strong hatred for this world, including all other people."

He carefully played with the cherry blossoms in his hand, and his memory seemed to return to the first time.

"I always feel that fate is unfair to me, why others can live in such a healthy way, but I have to do everything in order to live."

"If I hadn't been the heir of a nobleman, I would have died like those children in the slums."

"The more I think about it, the more I hate this world and other people."

"Looking back now, I was really stupid at that time." Wu Mi sighed and said, "I blamed others for things that obviously had nothing to do with others, hated them, harbored malice towards them, and sometimes even wished Chop them all into mincemeat and make them feel my pain."

"That's why I appreciate your presence, Dr. Takashi Jing."

"Grateful...to me?" Jing Long pointed at himself incredulously, "Are you saying you are grateful to me?"

"Yes." Wu Mi showed a gentle smile, "You are a civilian doctor, and you have a deep understanding of my illness like many doctors I have seen."

"But you didn't look at me with pity and give up on me like those doctors did. Instead, you worked hard to make medicine in the hope of curing me."

"The panacea thing is the result of your suggestion that I accept it voluntarily, so it can't be called your fault."

"And I don't think it's a sad thing to become a monster...to become like this." Wu Mi walked to Jing Long's side, knelt down in front of the cemetery with him, and eased the cherry blossoms in his hand. Slowly placed next to the simple tombstone "I was also panicked about it at first after becoming like this. But as time passed, I saw more things that I couldn't see before."

"People's vision is very narrow. If you don't look carefully, sometimes you can't see the good things you have. You will only feel that the suffering in front of you is everything."

"It's ironic that I didn't realize this until I became a monster." He gently held Jing Long's hand, stared quietly at Jing Long's face and said, "Doctor Jing Long .”

"Yes."

"I think people are always facing 'fear' throughout their lives. They fear death, disease, poverty, the future, and even themselves, their friends and even their family members."

"The root of mutual incomprehension between people is the fear of others."

"No one would expect a person in this world who knows everything about you, just as no one would accept a monster that can eat people."

"And I... understand your fear."

His voice was as sweet as honey at this moment, for some reason Jing Long felt an inexplicable shock in his heart.

"When I jumped out of the prison called 'human' and looked back at the past, I saw my mother's tears crying for me, I saw my father's lamenting expression, and I saw many servants smiling at me."

"It was only at this time that I realized that in this dark, hopeless and terrifying world, there was a little bit of persistent 'love' that embraced me."

"It allowed my ugliness and darkness, accepted my pain and anger, but gave me a beautiful feeling that I never had."

"It's just that I didn't realize it at that time."

"That's really... a very sad thing, Dr. Jinglong."

why?Jinglong felt that his breathing became more and more difficult.

Every word the man in front of him said, every expression he showed touched his heart so much.

He felt his body being slowly peeled away in those plum red pupils, gradually revealing the ugly heart that he didn't want him to see.

Because it will make those eyes dirty, because I am too despicable.

He didn't... He didn't have any qualifications to be forgiven by this man!

"Don't be too harsh on yourself, Dr. Jing Long." Looking at Jing Long, who was dodging his eyes, he thought he was still blaming himself, and said comfortingly, "If you still have fear for me, you still have fear for yourself." If you are angry...don't worry."

"I'll take all of you."

Ah!

As if the feeling of being pierced by an arrow came from his chest, tears burst out of his eyes suddenly at this moment, Jing Long felt that a certain hole in his heart was being gradually filled by the words of the man in front of him.

"Accept... all of my..."

"That's right, that's what I've learned in my short life." Wu Mi, who didn't know what he had done, stood up straight, opened his hands and said, "If you want to understand others, you need to accept and tolerate all of them. .”

"I will understand your thoughts, tolerate your fears, and share with you the 'love' I understand and know."

"Ha...ha..." Jing Long gasped for breath, his face became extremely flushed, "Are you serious? Lord Wu Mi."

"Of course, Dr. Jing Long." Wu Cang said with a smile, "As long as you don't mind, you can confide in me at any time."

"I will tolerate all of you, and this is my gratitude to you."

Not anymore.

Jing Long fell to the ground softly, tears and snot kept flowing on his face as if he couldn't close the valve.The pain, anger and fear that had been suppressed in his heart quickly disappeared in these extremely warm words, and all that was left was his incomparable yearning and longing for the man in front of him.

"Master Wu Mi." He broke down in tears and said, "Thank you."

Thank you for being willing to tolerate me like this.

Thank you for being willing to accept me like this.

Thank you for being willing to understand me like this.

Thank you for being willing to...love me like this.

Holding those cold hands, Jing Long didn't want to raise his head to let Wu Mi see his incomparably funny appearance, but he held Wu Mi's hands tightly and refused to let go.

Because he was redeemed.

……

"Snapped."

Closing the book in his hand, Wu Mi walked out of the study to the courtyard.

Today is also a beautiful day without the sun shining in like the day hundreds of years ago, but this is no longer the old house he used to live in.

As a ghost with an infinite lifespan, he often has to change places to live every few decades. Now he has already left Kyoto and lives in a place called 'Yuan Chengguo'.

The name of the daimyo who ruled this country is 'Jiguni Masamune', so it's considered a relatively powerful family, but it doesn't matter to Wu Mi.

"Mr. Miserable."

A familiar voice came from behind, Wu Mi turned his head and saw Jing Long, who hadn't changed much from usual, was kneeling and bowing to him in the corridor behind him.

"The subordinate is back."

"Thank you Jing Long." Wu Mi smiled at him, "How is the situation?"

"I'm very sorry, but I still haven't found any information about the blue Bana flower." Jing Long lowered his head and said, "As for your family's affairs... so many years of research have not been in vain, their curse has been weakened a lot, but it's just It's about ten years longer."

"This is already the limit of what I can do."

"Don't worry, we have plenty of time." Wu Mi waved his hand indifferently: "But it's only been a while, and your mimicry has improved again."

"After all, ghosts can't be seen by people." Jing Long said with a smile: "Are you going out for a walk today?"

"Of course, after all, the weather without the sun is very rare." Wu said sadly: "And I haven't seen the scenery of this country yet."

"Especially..." He seemed to have thought of something very interesting, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly, "There is a very cute child."