Cherish the time

Xiaoguang smiled and said those words.

Shinto hesitantly stretched out his other hand, wanting to touch Xiaoguang's soft, shaggy hair.

The moment his fingers touched the hair on the top of Xiaoguang's head——

The small light shattered into thousands of pieces of flying light.

Rise, spin, rise again—

Then disappeared into the black space.

Shinto woke up suddenly.

He subconsciously tightened his right hand, but all he felt was the warmth of his palm.

"Xiao Guang..." Zuo Wei's hesitant voice sounded, "Why are you crying? 』

Shinto dazedly wiped the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand, the warm liquid scalded his knuckles.

He dazedly reached out to wipe the corners of his eyes, but tears kept gushing from his eyes.

——like something important, together with this salty warm liquid, forever... disappeared from his life.

While wiping away his tears, Shinto smiled brightly, "Welcome back, Sakai. 』

"He's always by your side, but you can't see him." Zhusheng Wujian's indifferent voice sounded, Shinto turned his head and saw him sitting on the small sofa behind him, with the book in his hand already I changed one.

Seeing Shinto wake up, he clasped his hands together, closed the book and put it away, "The way of contact between you is a bit special, it's not the normal relationship between shikigami and master of art established by energy exchange and words of oath. relationship, but a union bound by the soul."

"If it's just like this...it's just a little tricky."

"But the problem is that the soul connected to the ghost over there...should be the child you devoured." Zhusheng propped his elbows on the table, put the fingers of both hands together and put them on his lips, "But you took over this connection so easily... I can't help but feel that the souls of the two of you are a bit too in tune."

As he spoke, he moved his fingers, and with his slow and graceful movements, his fingertips lit up with white light, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning from time to time, "Do you mind... explain What's going on here?"

Fujiwara Sawei glanced at the white light, and flinched back a little involuntarily.

Although the twinkling white light looked slender and harmless, it made him feel a sense of fear rising from his soul.

Shinto thought for a while, and then made a decision.

"I am Shinto Hikari—56-year-old Shinto Hikari."

Zhusheng is indeed a professional in this field, and he understood what happened as soon as he heard it.

So after listening to the simple explanation, Zhusheng clasped his hands together and put away the thunder that made Zuowei tremble, "I understand, if this is the case...then there is no problem...you can leave." He picked up the book again and read it.

Shinto and Sawei looked at each other, and said hesitantly, "...Uh, what can we do for you?"

——Judging from their experience with Zhusheng last time, it was obvious that this person followed the principle of equivalent exchange.

This time I received such great help... I don't know what price I will pay.

But Zhusheng didn't even look at them, he just waved his hand to signal them to leave.

Shinto and Zuowei had no choice but to get up and leave.

After the two of them left completely, Zhusheng put down the book in his hand, and a playful smile appeared on his face that had been as cold as ice.

"Using chess... to become a saint?"

After coming out of the LME, neither Saoi nor Shinto expressed any intention of speaking.

One person and one ghost returned home in silence all the way.

It wasn't until after Shinto returned to the room that he sat down on the floor and sighed "Ah...", the deadlock between the person and the ghost was finally broken.

"Tell me, what's going on? 』Shinto spoke, his tone and demeanor were full of exhaustion.

"I saw...a starry sky. 』Zuo Wei knelt and sat opposite him in a dignified manner.

"...Well, you already said that. 』

"No," Zuowei shook his head seriously, "I didn't remember it when I told you before...that starry sky was the only chessboard where I played against Abe-sama. 』

"Oh? 』

"That was before I participated in the chess match...Before that, I never thought that I would be invited by Mr. Abe, who is famous in Heian-kyo..." Zuowei narrated the story with fascination, "Then I With the sky as the board and the stars as the board, we played a game that lasted for a day and a night..." He looked up at Shinto, trying to get some feedback from him, but saw that the guy was already sitting cross-legged fell asleep.

Shinto: "zzzZZZ..."

Seeing the blond boy falling asleep exhaustedly, Zuo Wei's eyes and brows were stained with a hideous sadness.

But after a while, he softened his brows and eyes, and replaced them with a helpless smile.

"Little Light..."

He looked down at the fan in his hand, and unexpectedly, crystal clear tears fell.

"You did... well. 』

That night, Jinto developed a high fever again.

He fell asleep and fell to the ground, causing Shinto Mitsuko to go upstairs to check with concern.

It turned out that he was sleeping on the floor with his face flushed with fever, and he was still talking nonsense.

Mitsuko Shinto quickly called Masao Shinto, who came back rarely, and the husband and wife moved the burnt Shinto to the bed together.

At this time, Shinto's temperature was 39 degrees, and his eyeballs were bloodshot.

So the husband and wife divided the work, and Mitsuko Shinto was in charge of cooling him down with an ice pack, and Masao Shinto was in charge of going out and asking the doctor to come.

Shinto Hikari felt his brains were hot, and he wanted to speak but didn't know what he was talking about.

He even yelled "Zuowei" and "Zuowei", completely ignoring his mother who was by his side to take care of him.

Fortunately, Shindo Mitsuko only thought that he was in a coma, and was just muttering some meaningless ravings.

When the doctor was finally invited, Shindo's body temperature had risen to 39 degrees, and he was about to break through the [-] mark again.

The doctor did an examination for him, but failed to give any particularly insightful advice. After prescribing some antipyretics, he helped him dispense the medicine and prepared to give him an IV.

After arranging everything that should be arranged, the doctor left gracefully.

Jinto's situation failed to stabilize as he hoped.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Shinto developed symptoms of vomiting without warning. At that time, Shinto Mitsuko was carrying a basin to change the ice water. When she came back, she saw Shinto lying on the edge of the bed and throwing up all over the floor.

And because he didn't eat at night, he had nothing to vomit after two mouthfuls, but he couldn't stop his desire to vomit, and all he vomited out was yellow bile.

Shinto Masao was sent to call for a doctor again.

The author has something to say:

About the conversation between Little Light and Light in the previous chapter.

I actually don't want you to regard their choices as "should be" or "correct".

At best it can only be called "normal".

And this kind of "normal" choice for them, from an objective point of view, actually has a big problem.

For Xiaoguang, he is absolutely not qualified to decide how to use Xiaoguang's soul.

For Xiao Xiaoguang, he has embarked on a different path from Xiaoguang in the previous life from the very beginning. From an emotional point of view, he has no reason to sacrifice his life for Zuo Wei.

But they all did.

why?

...

In fact, I hope you can take the initiative to think about these things~

But it seems that the content I wrote does not have the power to make you think about this issue, but I will continue to work hard for this goal =3=