[Onmyoji] Twenty centimeters meet

Everything is like a long dream.

Hayakawa Jiang felt as if she was walking through the clouds, with her body going up and down without support, but after being at a loss at the beginning, she walked forward calmly as if she had already been familiar with this walking posture.

Surrounded by a chaotic wall with no substance, and an endless road, even the voice that reached her ears seemed to be transmitted through the entire ocean, with bursts of noise and meditation, making her thoughts confused.

who am I?

This question just passed by in a flash, but the surrounding scene changed rapidly as if impatiently trying to tell her the answer——

The thick clouds in front of him were blown to pieces by the strong wind, and a petite baby quietly appeared out of the shadows.

"What a beautiful child, please come and choose a name." The woman handed the infant baby to the man who was waiting anxiously, and the man in suit and leather shoes was stunned for a moment after hearing what his wife said, and then he was a little happy As if at a loss, tentatively and cautiously picked up the child who just smacked his mouth after eating and drinking.

"It's so cute, our child." The man held the soft baby in a stiff posture, and felt a little nervous when he saw her frown slightly uncomfortable eyebrows—what if the child was made to cry?

But the more anxious the man was, the more rigid the posture of holding the child became, until the baby couldn't help but moaned and cried——

"Hehe." The woman who was half lying on the hospital bed bent her lips and smiled when she saw that one big and one small were in a hurry, "Shake her lightly, it should work."

Hearing this, the man turned upside down gently, and seeing that perhaps the strength of the swing made her feel satisfied, the baby gradually stopped crying. "Good boy." The man couldn't help laughing when he saw the tears in the corners of his daughter's eyes, but the corners of her mouth gradually curled up. He tapped her soft red lips with his index finger, and couldn't help but bow his head. Press a soft kiss on the forehead.

"It's called Jiang, Zaochuan Jiang, our little princess."

Hayakawa Akane watched this sudden scene through an invisible barrier.The facial features of the couple in front of her made her feel so familiar, and the voice was so warm that she couldn't help but shed tears one by one.

She recognized it—they were her parents, her parents who died in an accident many years ago. Their eyebrows and eyes were clearly the same as when they were young, but the love in their eyes had never changed.

"Mom, Dad! It's me, I'm here! Can you hear me?" Hayakawa Jiang couldn't help getting closer until she was completely on top of the barrier. Across the invisible wall, she kept slapping , she didn't care about the pain in her palm, but her cries seemed to be absorbed by the barrier, and the people on the other side didn't notice the slightest movement here.

"They can't hear you, Lord Bachiqiong." A soft voice suddenly sounded.

"Who is it?" Startled by the sudden voice, Hayakawa crouched and leaned back against the barrier, as if being closer to her parents who were separated by a wall would give her a greater sense of security.

"Master Bachiqiong, please don't panic," accompanied by a comforting answer, a burst of drums from far and near came into Hayakawa Jiang's ears, and with the voiceless sound of the bell on the drum, she felt all her fears Her anxiety and anxiety were gently brushed away. This indescribable sense of comfort made her voice less tense, and her tone eased a lot.

Hayakawa stood up holding the barrier, and saw a petite figure not far away shaking a tambourine, while leading a gentle and handsome man over slowly, as the two kept approaching, the surrounding fog It also quietly spread out as if taking the initiative to give way.

"Master Bachiqiong, please don't panic. I am a little demon who can enter the dreamland, named Butterfly Spirit. This is Lord Seimei. We have no malicious intentions here—Master Seimei has divined the direction of your return to Heianjing. I originally planned to observe for a while, but because I caught unstable fluctuations in spiritual power, I contacted you in advance." The petite girl blinked her big watery eyes as she spoke, and she didn't know whether it was a decoration or the wings of the veil. The shaped tulle also trembled slightly with the master's movements.

Hayakawa Jiang saw that the two didn't look like bad guys, but it was inevitable that she had to be vigilant when they met for the first time, not to mention that what she saw and heard in the past two days was a bit absurd-she was supposed to catch up on sleep in her apartment, but When she woke up it was like a dream, a dream she was terrified of and would never wake up from.

And their dresses are too weird—few people would wear such "traditional" clothes in modern times, not to mention that this little girl who claims to be a butterfly is wearing a gauze hat like butterfly wings. The man who is watching her is dressed more like a legendary onmyoji.

Wait... That little girl just called him Lord Seimei...?

Hayakawa frowned, dressed like an onmyoji man who called himself Seimei, probably only the legendary onmyoji named Abe Seimei, but didn't this person exist in history?Could it be a liar?

Seeing that Abe Hayakawa didn't reply, Abe Seimei looked at himself thoughtfully and frowned, thinking of the location track that had been divination before, he understood it.He smiled as if suddenly enlightened, knocked on the palm of his hand with the folding fan, and clarified: "Girl, please don't panic, we are not liars. Maybe what I said is a little hard to accept, but I promise it is true, we also No harm was intended."

Hayakawa Jiang looked at the man steadily, and had to say that his face was gentle and handsome, which made people feel good about him, but the current situation made her have to be vigilant - anyone who woke up and changed his face After waking up again, another guy suspected of being Abe Seimei appeared in front of him, no matter how innocent he was, he dared not let his guard down easily.

This man...could he really claim to be Abe Seimei?

But before she could continue guessing, the man bent his lips and introduced himself: "My name is Abe Seimei, a small onmyoji in Heian capital, because I was worried about Miss Bachiqiong... I had to ask the butterfly spirit to enter you Dreams to talk to you."

"My dream...?" Hayakawa Jiang grasped a few key words in this seemingly straightforward explanation that confuses her, and she took a step forward urgently, "You mean Am I dreaming now?"

It would be fine if it was a dream, and when she wakes up completely from this dream, she will find that she is still in the familiar bedroom, and everything is still in the same order, there are no strange onmyojis and butterfly spirits, and there will be no trance That nice male voice and the gentle touch.

She just wanted to wake up quickly——

However, the man who claimed to be Abe Seimei immediately shattered all her hopes:

"Sorry, I think it's necessary to explain that in the world before you, you didn't actually exist. To be precise, you lived in a body that should have died, and you were always moving around with the only spiritual power you could mobilize. Repair it, but the world does not allow the change of the trajectory of life." Speaking of this, Abe Seimei looked at Hayakawa Jiang's beautiful face, which was stunned, and gave her a somewhat unbearable glance, and the butterfly spirit who had been keeping quiet at the side seemed to feel Hayakawa Jiang's mixed emotions at this moment slowly grabbed the hem of Abe Seimei's clothes.

"You are not a human being, you are the incarnation of the eight-foot Qiong Gouyu. You have a human form because you have acquired spiritual wisdom. You do not belong to the original world."

"Impossible." Hayakawa Jiang's eyes turned red suddenly, "You must be lying to me." She turned around and looked at the world outside the barrier as if she had caught the last duckweed, "I am obviously With parents..."

Hayakawa Akane suddenly silenced.

Across the barrier, the Hayakawa couple, who were happily hugging their daughter, had disappeared, and the scene turned into a dark rainstorm season. On the winding road, a car was driving cautiously on the side of the road.

That was the night the Hayakawas died.

As dusk approached, the Hayakawa family, who were relaxing in the suburbs, was driving back to the city, but thick dark clouds unknowingly accumulated in the originally clear sky, followed by thunderstorms piercing the sky, and torrential rain.

The car carrying the family was run over by a large truck driven by a drunk driver. Through the deformed window, Akane Hayakawa faintly saw the blood gushing out and herself in her mother's arms.

"The original girl was dead, until you entered her body across time and space, and while you inherited this body, you also inherited the memories that once belonged to her."

As if to confirm Abe Seimei's words, Hayakawa Jiang saw the scene of the ambulance rushing to rescue her. The dying girl quietly stopped breathing in an instant, and the medical staff on the side hurriedly started cardiopulmonary resuscitation until there was another muffled thunder sounded—

The big tree not far away was struck by lightning, and the huge roar of the branches swept through everyone's hearing. In the dazzling light, when no one noticed, a small light spot flew into the tree quickly. into the body that had lost vital signs, and then a faint light flashed away in the heart.

By the time the medical staff in the ambulance came back to their senses, the straight line on the electrocardiogram had started beating again.

Hayakawa Jiang, who watched the whole process, stopped crying. The soreness in her eyes made her blink slowly and vigorously, and then she heard her disheartened voice: "Even if you said It's true, so what if I'm not really human?"

The girl who used to be soft, glutinous and pretty now has no expression, and her delicate face has no fluctuations, as if she will lose any fragile emotions here.

"Even if my life is fake, I want to be a human, an ordinary human. So please give up your explanations and let me go home."

The author has something to say: oh, oh, oh, I guarantee that everything will be sweet! qwq