[Comprehensive] Did Zhixi watch pretty boys today?

Police station.

The fluorescent lamp above the head gave off a white and temperatureless light, and at the desk, a man in a police uniform was talking: "Mr. Bauhao, regarding your conflict with the fugitive Dabi on the First Avenue in District B this time, we need your help." Cooperate and make a simple record."

"..."

The man opposite him slowly raised his head, his eyes were still bloodshot, the police officer saw the young man's Adam's apple slipping up and down, but he didn't speak.

"First of all, the monitoring shows that you appeared on First Avenue at 19:43, and the conflict location is located in a blind spot of monitoring, so let's set the conflict time at around 19:50 for the time being. Do you have any objections, Mr. Baohao?"

"..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a police officer came in and whispered something in the officer's ear before leaving.

"...Okay, I just received the news from the hospital that the fugitive's ribs were broken in multiple places, and his internal organs and other vital organs were injured. We learned from another person involved at the scene, that is, Rin Erzhixi Miss, your friend got some information——Mr. Bakugou has a personal enmity with fugitive Dabi, doesn't he?"

As if touched by some words in his words, the young man who had been keeping his head down since entering this room finally spoke out: "... which hospital is it in?"

The police officer was taken aback, "What?"

"Let me ask you—that bastard, which hospital is he in?"

……

When Hong Jiaodong arrived at the police station, the black-haired woman was sitting on a chair in the corridor, her face pale.

A few meters away, he had already looked at the person from head to toe twice, and he finally let go of the heart that had been hanging on the way when he came here.Hong walked over quickly, but still felt a little uneasy: "Zhi Xi, are you injured?"

"what,"

The woman who was staring at the ground in a daze raised her head when she heard the words, her expression was confused for a moment, "You're here...I'm fine."

Zhi Xi was in a daze at the moment.

What happened before her eyes not long ago was too impactful. She had never seen Katsuki Bakugo look out of control like that. To be honest, she was a little frightened—but all these emotions disappeared after she cooperated with the police officer to take notes. turned into worry.

"...Jiao Dong, Katsuki, it seems that he is not well."

After thinking about it again and again, Zhi Xi finally said this sentence, she frowned, and twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingers unconsciously: "He just talked to Tubi..."

"I know."

"…what?"

Hong Jiaodong took a cup of warm water from the side and handed it to Zhi Xi, sat down beside her, cast his eyes lightly on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "If I were here today, I don't guarantee that I will be more sensible than him." better."

"Because that person is Dabi."

[——It was the person who took you away seven years ago. ]

Although he knew that one month after that, she left this world.

But Bakugo Katsuki didn't know, neither of them knew.

They determined that Shi Zhixi had been taken away by the enemy alliance for seven years.

Until now, Hong recalled the incident that happened about an hour ago and was still afraid. He was not the person present, and he had not had time to read the live report. The moment he received the notification, he was so scared that the blood in his whole body seemed to flow backwards—if today It wasn't because Bakugo Katsuki happened to pass by, he didn't dare to think about the consequences.

The door next to it made a "click" sound, and the police officer came out first. He stopped near the door, his body still facing the house.

"Mr. Bakugou, we hope you can calm down and don't do wrong things—your behavior today is already a little dangerous."

Zhi Xi bit her lip, turned her head and said to Hong: "I have something to say to Sheng Ji, Jiao Dong can go back first."

"I'm waiting for you."

How dare you let her act alone.

"That's good," Zhi Xi stood up, walked towards the door of the room, stopped halfway, and turned around: "It won't be long, it's freezing."

"it is good."

……

The man in front of the case had slumped shoulders and looked a little tired.

This is the first time Zhi Xi saw such a look on him.

She walked over and tapped the table twice with her fingers, "King Ji."

"I'm fine, don't worry about it."

When there was no response, Zhi Xi added another sentence.

This time the man finally had some reaction, he slowly raised his eyelids, looked over, "... Zhixi."

"Well, I'm here."

Zhi Xi leaned her hands on the table and sat on it, looking at him quietly, "Are you tired today? After using your personality for so long, how is your body? Go back early and have a good sleep, okay?" Woolen cloth?"

"you……"

"Ok?"

"Your seven years..." As if making some kind of determination, Bakugo Katsuki's tone began to tremble slightly, he bit his back molars hard, and forced himself to say the next words: "——Your seven years, Have you ever been hurt by that bastard again?"

"I won't let him go, I swear to you."

At this moment, Zhixi finally realized what the seven years of her disappearance in this world meant to other people.

This means seven years of disappearance, seven years of no news, and even seven years of... Zhang panic guessing.

What kind of mood did they have to guess what happened to her in the past seven years?

Zhi Xi suddenly understood why Hong Jiao Dong said that in the corridor just now.

She sighed silently, stretched out her hand to lightly rest on the top of Bakugo Katsuki's hair, but she didn't make his messy hairstyle even more messy like in the past, "No, Katsuki. "

"Actually Dabi is not what you think... Except for my personality, he didn't do anything that can be called 'harm'."

"For him, I am also a person who has been missing for seven years."

"So Katsuki, you don't need to blame yourself for this, I haven't been hurt by anyone - and you haven't done anything wrong."

The woman's voice echoed in the room, then disappeared.

There was a long silence.

"...Then where have you been for the past seven years?"

The man slowly raised his head, his red eyes fixedly looked over.

Zhi Xi's heart skipped a beat.

Before that, she had never considered telling unnecessary people about herself—it was unnecessary, not unwilling.On the one hand, those things are too unbelievable to say, and others may not believe them;

But now, Bakugo Katsuki asked her about the past "seven years" with such a tough stance.

She didn't know what to say.

Zhi Xi opened her mouth, "...I went to deal with some other things."

"what's up."

"This...it's not convenient for me to say."

"So you just choose not to show up for seven years, not to hear from you at all—right?"

He began to be aggressive, his originally pale face flushed a little bit, but his tone was still restrained: "...I don't know Zhixi, you have always been like this—you have always been like this now, don't say anything, what do you think? Is this interesting?"

"But what can I say, Katsuki, what do you want to hear from me?"

Zhixi suddenly felt very tired and weak.

She lowered her head, her voice gradually lowered, "Those are not very good things, it's meaningless to say them, and, Katsuki, you don't need to know those things."

"……'unnecessary'?"

Bakugo Katsuki paused, "When did the respondent set the criteria for this division, huh?"

His anger became more intense, his eyes were full of red light, as if he would bleed blood in a second, "I care about your affairs—you just tell me about 'do you need'?—I don't know Zhixi, What the hell do you think I am!!?”

In the end, it turned into a roar, which made Zhixi feel her eardrums trembling slightly, and then someone broke in from outside the house, and the wooden door was pushed and smashed against the wall, with a loud bang, and bounced back a little.

"—Banghao."

Hong Jiaodong walked over in a hurry, blocked Zhi Xi, and looked at the man in front of him with a little vigilance: "What are you going to do?"

"—Yin Yang face, I ask you,"

Bakugo Katsuki's face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, even his eyes cooled down, and his tone was heavy: "Seven years ago, I thought you seemed to know something, then you know, she hasn't been with the enemy alliance for seven years. Where is the scum?"

After a pause, he pursed his lips, "I know."

"...Ha, interesting,"

The milk-blonde man stood up suddenly, grabbed his collar, and gritted his teeth: "So you all know everything, but you have been keeping me in the dark, right?"

"Interesting, isn't it?"

... No, that's not the case.

That's not what he was going to say!

A voice in his heart shouted for him to calm down quickly, but his nerves seemed to be burned by the flames, and Hao Katsuki couldn't stop the next words—he let go of his hand, turned his head slowly, and looked to the other side The black-haired woman in the middle of the night pulled a sneer at the corner of her lips: "I don't know Zhixi, from now on, everything about you has nothing to do with me."

"--What do you want to know?"

The woman who had been silent all this time finally opened her mouth. She raised her head, her eyes were watery at some point, but she still stubbornly didn't blink: "Katsuji, what do you want to know? It's because you worry about yourself every minute and every second." How does it feel to die? Or what will you see after you die?"

"What mood do you think I'm going to tell you about this, Katsuki?"

Tears welled up.

She bit her lower lip tightly, and just looked at him like that, without making a sound, quietly letting the transparent and bitter liquid flow, hitting the ground and cracking into sprays.

In an instant, the memory returned to that summer night seven years ago, when they were imprisoned together, the girl lost her personality, and she cried silently like this, the tears stained his neck, burning him until he recalled it many years later, still You will feel pain as if the skin on the neck is being burned.

At that time, Bakugo Katsuki swore to himself that he would never let her cry again.

But now, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Just watching her turn around like this, and walked out without looking back.

He just felt as if a hole had been drilled in his heart by a red-hot needle, and all the stuff that had been overflowing leaked out, scalding his internal organs into a ball of pain.

He clearly said not long ago that he would never let anyone hurt her again.

But in a blink of an eye, it was him who made her cry.

ICU.

The pungent smell of disinfectant permeated the room, and the curtains were tightly drawn, and the time could only be roughly judged from the skylight seeping in through the gaps.Everything is white, the ceiling, walls, sheets...

There was the ticking of an instrument next to my ear.

"you're awake."

After a period of trance, he felt someone came in, stood beside him, with a cold and serious voice: "The criminal, Dabi, has been on the run for nearly eight years... He was also a member of the 'Enemy Alliance' back then."

"You have no chance of escaping anymore. I advise you to be honest and tell everything you know. This may reduce your sentence."

The man on the hospital bed was wearing an oxygen mask, and his whole body was almost wrapped in gauze. He tried to move a little, but it was painful.

"...Why should I cooperate with you?"

He laughed suddenly, his voice was hoarse, with a hint of mockery, and he snorted, "Anyway, you should know that I don't live long, don't I?"

The man in the police uniform hesitated for a moment, and quickly realized, "Tell me, your conditions."

"It's unbelievable. So, am I still qualified to negotiate terms?"

The police officer snorted coldly, "That depends on the conditions."

"Is that so..."

He blinked slowly, and looked at the ray of skylight at the edge of the window.

Now, it is daytime.

"I want to see her."