See the spirit boy Gangji

The eyelashes of the brown-haired boy were trembling constantly, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his originally peaceful expression turned into a slight frown.

His heartbeat was a little irregular, and after a rise, he fell slowly. He clutched his chest in discomfort, as if he was struggling in a nightmare.

Finally he slowly opened his eyes.

I was taken aback by... Gangji, he hadn't reacted from the cold feeling in his chest just now.

His heart was pierced.

Gangji opened his mouth and bit his lower lip.He felt a tingling pain from his bitten broken lips before, and he hurriedly shifted, biting the crown tightly.

Liudao Mukuro's movements were fast, impeccable in terms of mentality and speed, and Tsunayoshi Sawada saw the bright red in his chest before he even recovered from his words.

A drop of red blood dripped on the lotus, and fell directly into the water along the curved petals.

The pain was not severe, maybe it was because of the dream.He just felt the temperature all over his body disappear in an instant, and his blood froze.

The brown-haired boy became angrier as he thought about it, but when he recalled the pair of blue and red eyes just now, he was like a balloon that had been severely pierced by someone, and quickly curled up.

I really came back... What the other party said was literal, sending me back, but what if I really died.

That kind of coldness is the feeling of death?

Does the other party hate you very much?

Sawada Tsunayoshi's hands trembled, he was a little confused why he started thinking about this question.

Is it because Kikuji-kun and Yamamoto-kun became friends with him, making him feel that he has the right to choose?

Sawada Tsunayoshi, Sawada Tsunayoshi.Waste wood gang.He read his own name, and he must have been hated by most people less than a month ago.I am indeed very much like what reborn said, very good at rubbing my nose and face.

But this is human nature, human beings instinctively run towards a better direction.

I think... I actually want to be friends with that guy.Sawada Tsunayoshi felt his nose a little sore.

But he pressed down quickly.Forget it, it's okay, I probably won't meet again in the future, Tsunayoshi Sawada thought, maybe today was just an accident, as if he had never heard the cry of a train in a dream before.

Gang Ji turned his face slightly, the faint scent of orange blossom on the pillow calmed him down a lot, Gang Ji blinked, he pulled the quilt slightly, Feng Tai who was sleeping beside him also turned his face away, The eyes of the two men met.

Gangji let out a soft "ah".

"You haven't slept yet... Did I move too much just now?" Gang Ji asked in a low voice.

"No, no, it's my problem. I haven't fallen asleep myself."

"Are you accepting the bed?" The brown-haired boy asked, but got a negative answer.

Feng Tai leaned against the pillow softly: "Gang Ji...can I call you Brother A Gang?"

"Mr. Reborn also said it before." He continued: "Actually, I came here specifically to find you. I'm sorry, but I didn't intentionally lure those people around your house, but I really have nowhere to hide... ..."

"I learned through the ranking that you are the mafia that will least reject others, and I found you after going through various considerations." The light-blond boy said: "Because I hope that Pengo Lie can protect me..."

Feng Tai quickly explained: "Of course, I will do my best to show my allegiance to Pengo Lie, and I will try my best to provide all the information I can get to help Pengo Lie."

Futa hopes to be recognized by Sawada Tsunayoshi.He looked nervously at the other party's honey-colored pupils.Under the moonlight, the other party's eyes seemed to be riding a pool of blue amber stones, bright and gentle.

Feng Tai seemed to be bewitched by these eyes for a moment, and said involuntarily: "Among the 86202 black/hand/party, Sawada Tsunayoshi ranks first in the list of the least rejection of others."

Eh?Gang Ji was a little slow-witted when he heard the big string of numbers. He opened his mouth, and for a while he didn't know what to say. He could also see that the reason why Feng Tai was looking for him was that he needed shelter, but it was like rankings. Ability, he can't help feeling novelty.

"What is Futa's ranking...?"

Feng Tai looked straight at him: "Does Brother A Gang want to rank? Yes."

The boy with light blond hair sat up slightly, and touched the huge ranking book next to the pillow.Gangjila turned on the night light next to it, and the dim yellow light illuminated the two boys in the room.

Fengta opened the brick-red book that he carried with him, and Tsuna saw a fluff around the boy floating slightly, Fengta's hair and the night light between the two of them automatically floated up, and Weiwei played in the air. Turn around.

"What does Brother Ah Gang want to line up?"

Tsuna-kichi took a feather from the pillow out of the air.

"Well... That Fengtai can help me sort out the information about..." Gangji paused, and asked a little nervously: "In this world, how many people can see those...【Curse】" Takahashi Pause, and finally ask.

"Can you see [things that do not exist in this world]?"

curse spirit.

Tsuna distinguished the monsters he saw from the "curse spirits" that the Gojogo magician said.

He fixedly watched the boy pick up the pen.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little scared, but also looking forward to it, maybe there are other people in this world like himself, and we can all see those things.

There should be some, after all, there are people like Futa with the ability to rank.

It doesn't matter whether those things and [Curse Spirit] have a system or not. He just hopes that someone can see it like him.Tsuna stared at the boy's pen moving on the white paper.

A crooked black line.

The night light fell from mid-air and landed on the bed sheet.The dim yellow light flickered.

"The stars said..." Feng Tai's face showed a look of fear caused by confusion, confusion, and beyond his cognition.

“[This is a secret.]”

The ranker's hands trembled.What he is afraid of is not because he has not made the list, because even the most accurate ranker sometimes makes mistakes.

What he was afraid of was that in his brain, for a moment just now, he heard the words of the stars.

If others hear this, they may find it strange. Isn't that what you use to rank?However, although Futa is called the Star Prince, this is just a characteristic point.

People call him this because of his ability to communicate with the planets in the sky, get accurate rankings, and part of the meaning of his name.

It's like there are gangsters/hands/parties who like to use bombs, so the word bomb is also given to his nickname.Some people are talented in playing the piano, which can also be called piano plus name.

For Fengtai, all his rankings are automatically reflected in his mind through certain accurate positioning.

This memory is short-lived, only for a moment, so he needs to write it down immediately.

In fact, he is not really able to have a conceptual dialogue with the stars in human language.

You perform divination through the pendulum, can you imagine that the pendulum will speak to you one day?

The stars are not living things, how can they speak?

"I didn't expel it, maybe I just had an auditory hallucination." Feng Tai trembled his lips. "The stars can't talk."

"I'm sorry, Brother Gang..."

"Perhaps we can try other questions."

He tried his best to calm down his fear just now, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Sawada Tsunayoshi touched the ranking book and stretched out his hand to pull out the pen from the opponent's hand.

"No, no, I'm very sorry Fengta, there's no need to arrange. Maybe it's too late today, we should go to bed, are you right?"

Tsunayoshi stared into the eyes of the boy with light blond hair, his voice was soft, Feng was stunned for a moment, and was led by Sawada Tsunayoshi to lie down on the bed again, Sawada Tsunayoshi picked up the night light and turned it off, and the room fell into a coma black.

"Tomorrow is Saturday." He gently stroked the boy's light-colored hair:

"We can watch cartoons or movies together at home. A silver-haired elder brother will also come tomorrow, and I can introduce Fengta to him then."

"Do you have any favorite food? How about Tamagoyaki? Tomorrow, Nana's mother cooks delicious food."

Tsuna gently ran along the opponent's hair with a sense of comfort.

"Close your eyes, good boy, it's time to go to bed at this point."

"Go to sleep."

Futa was a little dazed and smelled the sweet orange scent of body wash on the brown-haired boy, he instinctively moved towards the warm heat source, and Sawada Tsunayoshi pulled the quilt for him.

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, as if he wanted to see the stars hidden by the clouds in the night through the layers of buildings.

The brown-haired boy didn't see the stars.

There is only a large shadow of a strange shape projected on the wall through the glass outside the window.Just by looking at the silhouette, one can imagine the ugly appearance.

secret?For the first time, the brown-haired boy wanted to sneer.If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why bother to make such a complicated look.

He covered one eye and blinked.If there is a mirror, you can see a little flame-like scarlet in the boy's eyes, like agate vaporized into liquid and flowing, and because of the refraction of the moonlight, it has a light blue tone.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little angry, but his anger was exhausted.

A feeling of being played with spreads in his heart, this is not like reborn's kind of harmless teasing, but a kind of life is manipulated, and fate is involved in anger and powerlessness.

Something in his chest was screaming wildly to rush out of him, and he wanted to destroy something, tear something apart.

The brown-haired boy bit the tip of his tongue again, and a faint fishy smell spread in his mouth.

He turned his head and saw Fengta who was already asleep next to him.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's hand gradually loosened.

After all, his character is mostly cowardly.

If the anger is not vented, what is left is slack.

He blinked slowly, feeling sleepy like a tide.

so tired.

heavy.

Now he didn't want to think about anything, didn't want the satellites to think.

Go to sleep like this.

【Lazy】

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感谢在2021-10-3020:43:22~2021-11-0101:19:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 17 bottles of a false chef; 5 bottles of Mohe and Xitian; 1 bottle of Jiuliang, Alheti, and brown-haired rabbit;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!