[Comprehensive] Pleasant Extraordinary

The birth of desire.

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To understand a person, one should not only understand his side, but should learn more about that person from other populations, add on his own understanding of that person, and finally draw a conclusion of what kind of person this person is.

One's own wishful thinking is likely to lead to cognitive errors.

Speaking of Yukimura Seiichi, after summarizing the evaluations of many people, there is only one feeling, that is perfection.

Character, demeanor, appearance, figure, personality, connotation...

All other people's evaluation of this boy is excellent.

The attitude of parents towards Seiki Yukimura is reassuring and proud, the attitude of teachers towards Seiki Yukimura is kind and friendly, and the attitude of classmates towards Seiki Yukimura is respectful and yearning.

In the eyes of his parents, he is a reassuring good boy, in the eyes of the teacher, he is a student with excellent grades, in the eyes of his teammates, he is an important, powerful and indispensable existence, but in the eyes of the enemy, he is a serious and Terrible presence.

Generally speaking, Yukimura Seiichi can be said to be far ahead of his peers Shibajiejie. As long as he stands there quietly, with a gentle temperament and good appearance, he can win the hearts of a large number of girls.

When Lan Shuimo met Yukimura Seiki for the first time, his impression of him was superficial, very superficial, just like most people's feelings, gentle and polite, and very comfortable to get along with.

The brown-haired girl sat in a wheelchair and smiled lightly. Although there were many bruises on her pale face, it did not weaken her temperament at all. If Yukimura Seichi gave people the impression of gentle and popular, then Lan Shuimo gave people the feeling of being very deserted, as if he would disappear into this world in a second.

She opened her big round eyes, and there was a lustrous brilliance flowing in the light amber inside, just like a flowing pure stream. The figure of the purple-haired boy was reflected in the clear eyes, giving people a very Comfortable and gentle feeling.

"Thank you so much, otherwise I would have to lie on the ground for a long time before I can get up." Lan Shuimo chuckled, although Fujiwara Airi's appearance is not very good, but it can be regarded as upper-middle-class, and now she is too Because of her thinness and pale complexion, the brown-haired girl looked a little pitiful. There was water in her clear amber eyes, which seemed to be sparkling, and felt like they would break when touched.

Probably because Lan Shuimo's expression was too relaxed, coupled with a slightly teasing tone, Yukimura Seiichi's slightly frowning brows relaxed. He had to admire the girl in front of him, even if there was an ugly scar on her arm, even if it was a pair of eyes. The legs are inconvenient, and even though there are bruises on her face, the expression of the brown-haired girl shows no sign of inferiority and timidity. Instead, she smiles calmly and breezyly, making people feel extremely comfortable.

The light brown hair and amber eyes are dyed with the glimmer of light coming in from the window, and the ends of the hair are soaked in the warm color of the sun. The brown-haired girl is sitting on the wheelchair with a faint smile, her hands folded in the On the lap, it is like a landscape ink painting, quiet and distant.

At this time, Yukimura Seiki had only one impression of Lan Shuimo, and that was being strong.

It was hard for him to imagine what this girl had suffered. It was just the ugly scars on her wrists and her legs and feet, which could make the always keen Yukimura Seichi notice something.

"It's better to have family members or nurses by my side during recovery." Yukimura Seiki looked at Lan Shuimo still smiling, and sighed helplessly. The brown-haired girl's face and elbows The bruise was obviously caused by falling many times, and he really couldn't figure out why there was no one by Lan Shuimo's side.

I have bad legs and feet. If I fell down, it would be fine if I had bruises. If the injured legs and feet were more serious, it would be bad.

"Family...?" Lan Shuimo blinked, and she tried hard to recall the current situation of Fujiwara Airi. Fujiwara Airi told her briefly before, but at that time she was extremely excited because she could see colors, He didn't take Fujiwara Airi's words to heart at all.

"My father doesn't need me as a burden. My mother had an accident recently, but fortunately, the family has a savings that is enough to support me for a while." Of course, if it is not enough, just find a wealthy family and ransack their house up.

For Lan Shuimo, legal ethics and so on are all floating clouds.

"Sorry." Yukimura Seiichi was stunned for a moment. He thought of his parents and sister, and his happy and harmonious family. In comparison, the fate of a girl in a wheelchair was too cruel.

The boy with iris purple hair is very gentle by nature. He often waters the plants after learning to play. He always paints a beautiful world on the scroll. He has faded from the sharpness on the court. It's just a teenager.

"Yukimura-kun is very gentle." The girl in the wheelchair smiled. She was not angry because of the guilt and sympathy in the eyes of the boy opposite. The strands of hair were pulled behind the ears, and the brown-haired girl's smile was extremely pure, like the warm sun in winter, without the heat of summer, only the clarity and etherealness.

"For me, opening my eyes every morning, seeing this colorful world, smelling the fragrance of grass and flowers in the air, and being able to continue living is the happiest thing for me."

For Lan Shuimo, this world has no plots and calculations, no killings and wars, a thriving, prosperous, peaceful and stable world, full of vitality every day, the brilliance of the sun, the beauty of flowers and plants, the flow of air, the change of seasons, since After seeing the colors, Lan Shuimo looked at the world more and more greedily, and she felt that she had fallen in love with the world deeply.

The sky is originally this color, the flowers and grasslands have such rich colors, the sun is so dazzling, the light of the moon is dim but it makes people feel very gentle, and the clothes of those people in a hurry constitute this colorful landscape. world.

The brown-haired girl looked straight at the boy sitting across from him. Yukimura Seiichi's appearance was very delicate, even a little better than some women. His brows and eyes were soft, with a faint smile on his mouth, It doesn't feel too close but not too distant either.

Although the appearance of the purple-haired boy is exquisite, it will not give people the illusion of a girl. Even though his brows and eyes are soft at this time, the aura of his body and the sharpness emanating from his soul are not found in women.

Just looking at Yukimura Seiki so quietly, Lan Shuimo felt that this young man was too good-looking.

The brown-haired girl stared into Yukimura Seiichi's eyes for a long time, a look of covetousness and greed flashed across her eyes.

So beautiful, Yukimura Seiichi's eyes are really beautiful, the pupils are pitch black, the eyes are obviously purple, but with a little bit of blue, the purple streamer and the blue streamer intertwined, and faded under the bright light Deep, but as transparent as glass, Lan Shuimo suddenly had the urge to take it for himself.

It is so beautiful that Lan Shuimo has the desire to dig it up for collection.

This was the first time she wanted something since she came to this world.

"Fujiwara-san, your strength is very admirable."

The voice of the purple-haired boy brought back Lan Shuimo's consciousness, and she concealed the covetousness in her eyes. Now she has a good impression of this boy, and after the eyeballs were gouged out, she lost her luster. Finally, she gave up. I came up with the idea of ​​digging Yukimura Seiichi's eyeballs.

Yukimura Seiichi, who was admiring Lan Shuimo's optimistic and strong character, had no idea what kind of monster the brown-haired girl who was sitting in a wheelchair smiling quietly at him was. He only saw Lan Shuimo's pure smile and felt When I saw the soft breath of Lan Shuimo, I didn't think about cutting off the purity, cutting off the softness, cutting off the strong, cutting off the tenderness, what is the creature buried deep in my heart that is ready to move.

After a long time, he suddenly remembered what the monster possessed by Fujiwara Airi had said to him back then, and the feeling Lan Shuimo gave her at that time, only to realize that what he saw and felt was just an illusion That's all.

What is hidden under the purity and gentleness, he has never delved into it. He always thought that Lan Shuimo had a very good temper, was gentle with others, and had a strength that other people did not have.

When he noticed Ni Duan later, he realized that his original thinking was completely wrong.

"Xingmura-kun, you are the most beautiful boy I have ever seen." Lan Shuimo, who was praised by Yukimura Seiki, was obviously in a very good mood, and she expressed her thoughts to Yukimura Seiki very sincerely.

Lan Shuimo's words obviously stunned Yukimura Seichi, and he twitched the corners of his mouth. As a boy with a somewhat neutral appearance, he doesn't really like others to use the word "beautiful" to describe him. Compared with appearance, he hopes What other people pay attention to is his character and strength, but when the word came out of Lan Shuimo's mouth, Yukimura Seiki was surprisingly not disgusted.

Probably because Lan Shuimo feels too soft and soft, like a pure white flower in full bloom, revealing the soft stamen, those amber eyes are as pure as a baby, and there is nothing in it when you look in. The impurities are just a faithful reflection of all the things you see.

They looked at each other for a few seconds, probably because Yukimura Seiki's expression was a little strange, Lan Shuimo couldn't help but laugh.

"Xingcun-kun, you are so wonderful, you are simply my little angel." Lan Shuimo sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Yukimura Seiichi silently looked at Lan Shuimo with curved eyebrows for a long time, and smiled like the brown-haired girl.

Hua Xin's youth, years of peace, and smiles seem to dispel the coldness of the hospital.

At this time, the clouds in the sky had been smudged by orange, and the light was no longer clear and bright, but revealed a sense of burnout. Lan Shuimo bid farewell to Yukimura Seiki, and the nurse in white pushed her back to the ward and gave her a helping hand. Her face was covered with ointment, and by the time she finished eating, it was completely dark.

The brown-haired girl picked up the diary and recorded everything today, then closed her eyes and lay quietly on the bed. When she opened her eyes again, there was a golden brilliance in Fujiwara Airi's warm eyes. , in the end, there were more and more sporadic gold, and finally swallowed up the original clear amber.

And Lan Shuimo's eye whites quickly turned black as if they had been soaked in ink.

The monster's horrifying eyes narrowed slightly, and she casually picked up the diary on the table next to her and flipped through it, with an arrogant smile on her lips.

"For this body, I really worked hard enough." Lan Shuimo sneered, the strange laughter stopped the nurse who came to make rounds, the nurse in white frowned at the name on the house number, In the end, I decided to open the door and go in.

The nurse never thought that the moment she opened the door and walked in, she saw a pair of extremely treacherous eyes.

Golden eyes, black whites.

That kind of eyes are like a ghost who has been hungry for a long time in hell. When he looked at her, he was full of greed and desire. The brown-haired girl sitting on the bed exuded an extremely tyrannical aura. Convenience, Lan Shuimo will definitely rush in front of her in the next second, tear her body apart, and swallow her whole.

It was cold and terrifying, even though the whole body was trembling, the nurse in white couldn't move at all. The surrounding air seemed to be stagnant, full of oppressive and deadly silence. The nurse even felt that the whole hospital was at this moment. It was full of dead air, so quiet that she could only hear the whistling of the wind and the swaying of the leaves.

As if aware of her fear, a pleasant smile appeared in the monster's cold golden eyes.

"Get out, human."

The moment Lan Shuimo opened her mouth, the nurse in white felt that the air seemed to be flowing again. She bent over and gasped for breath, her face was white-haired, her pupils were constricted, her eyes looked a little slack, her pale pink lips painted with lip gloss Lian was trembling constantly, and the nurse's clothes on her body had long been soaked in sweat.

The nurse even forgot to scream, she stumbled and ran out, hid in a corner of the stairs and kept shivering.

No one noticed that a small black mist split from Lan Shuimo's body, and it wrapped around the body of the nurse in white. In the middle of the dense black mist was a huge golden eye, which stared and trembled. The nurse for a long time, penetrated from the nurse's skin into her body.

At the same time, Lan Shuimo in the ward licked the corners of her lips, as if she had eaten extremely delicious food.

[Airi-chan, my patience and temper have never been very good. 】Lan Shuimo opened her mouth, and her slightly raised tone did not give people a relaxed feeling, but a sense of majesty and oppression.

Another soul in the brown-haired girl's body suddenly trembled. She was obviously very afraid of Lan Shuimo, but at the same time relied on this non-human existence. After struggling for a while, she finally chose to hand over her memory.

Lan Shuimo held the ball of light emitting a faint halo in her hand, she sneered, and squeezed the ball of light without hesitation.

[I hope your memory will not disappoint me. 】

Too old-fashioned and boring plots will make her lose interest.

So let's have more hatred. While I receive your memories, you revisit the cruel and terrible memories over and over again, and the resentment will become more fragrant.

Lan Shuimo closed her eyes, letting the memories of Fujiwara Airi flow into her mind, and then the black-haired monster opened its mouth and laughed silently.

This memory is really not commensurate with Fujiwara Airi's despair.

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