Let's sneak, my sis [Comprehensive Gacha]

It has been two weeks since the day when Mi recovered from the onset of the disease. The morning light came in through the window, and Tsuna opened his eyes in a daze, and hugged Mi who was curled up in his arms.

He stayed with Mi all the time, and didn't leave Mi for a whole two weeks.The documents that needed to be processed were assigned to other companions. Except for some urgent documents that were taken to the room to be handled by himself, he never left Mi for half a step.When Mi was depressed and depressed, he stayed by Mi's side and comforted her non-stop.When Mi got better, he talked to Mi.He coaxed Mi to eat, hugged Mi who was always having nightmares comfortingly, stayed up late with her through the difficult time of drug side effects, and took Mi to the garden to let the wind go.

Realizing that it was dawn, Tsuna Kichi gradually let go of Mi from his arms.

Yesterday, the dose of Mi's medicine was increased, and the side effect of a splitting headache made her curl up on the bed and whimper softly like a young animal.Gang Ji couldn't relieve Mi's pain, so he could only get through it with her.Gang Ji slept too late yesterday, Mi finally calmed down in the early morning, a little bloodshot appeared in his dark brown eyes.

"...Will you stop sleeping?" Gang Ji just propped himself up on the bed and wanted to get up when he heard Mi, who had been sleeping on the side, make a sound.He looked at Mi who was finally willing to take the initiative to talk to him with some astonishment, and saw Mi lying on the bed looking at him calmly.

"Mi..." Those eyes were so clear and calm that Gang Ji was slightly taken aback.

Mi sat up from the bed, looked at the crumpled clothes on her body, "Maybe at some point, I will become the same as before." Mira pulled her messy long hair, got off the bed gently, and watched Gangji's tired eyes "It's too late to let me go now."

Tsuna recovered from the daze and realized that Mi had finally recovered.As soon as he relaxed, his heart was both relieved and sad, and his mood was extremely complicated, so he hugged Mi in front of him suddenly, "Hello..." He said in a somewhat hoarse voice, full of joy.

Mi's chin rested on Gangji's shoulder, without hugging back or pushing away, quietly feeling Gangji's lively heartbeat, "I don't know when I will do it again." Mi stood for a while, feeling a little dizzy , she lost a lot of weight because she didn't eat well for two weeks.

How could this person still be willing to want her? He has seen her so crazy and embarrassed, no matter how indifferent or resistant he can't make him give up, yet he treats her so patiently and gently.Isn't he too stupid? Obviously, with his current status, he can attract many girls. Such a gentle and considerate appearance is enough to be worthy of the best girl in the world.

After eating breakfast and taking a bath, the answer to that question was almost in front of her eyes, but she just didn't want to think about it that way.Standing in front of the bookcase in a new dress, she ran her fingers through the collection of books one by one.There are many books here that were recently moved from that small apartment in Tokyo. Most of them are books she likes. They are well arranged and the corners of the written pages are not damaged at all. Mi can still find the bookmarks in the chess manual I read last time. .

She took out a book and pinned her long, straight hair behind her ears, just as Tsuna came out from the shower, covered in hot and humid steam.

Mi looked sideways, afraid that his eyes would reveal too much emotion, so he closed his eyes again and stared at the book in his hand.Her mood was surprisingly light, breezy, and even a little comfortable.Maybe it's because she has finished crying and venting in the past two weeks, and before the next emotional outburst accumulates, she looks seldom bright.

Tsunayoshi and Mi said a few words, although Mi had been ignoring his words, his actions, and even his person when Mi was sick before, but he was still able to get close to Mi and hug her gently.But right now, his eyes are calm, they look very close and have an inexplicable sense of distance, but it makes him a little afraid to approach.

Maybe this is Mi's real appearance at this moment, without the alienation and blandness of being suppressed by the spirit, without the sharpness and targeting of resistance.It's just that she is so careless and with a little self-restraint, and there is a subtle elegance shining out, this is like the woman who created the Bai Gang single-handedly.

Obviously, there should be a lot of things to say and ask, but he stayed with Mi through those difficult two weeks, never expecting to repair the relationship with this, but at least... he thought that Mi could not be so cold, Tell him she's carrying something she doesn't want to talk about.However, Mi's straight back and indifferent eyes drew a large distance out of thin air. Tsuna realized how sad she was, so she left the room without saying anything and went to deal with business.

Mi watched the door close, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth was ripped off, and he glanced at the big double bed in the room.When she first came here, it was full of the breath of Gangji alone, but now it has added a lot of things that belong to her, deducing a different flavor.Heaving a sigh of relief, he took the book he had chosen and leaned on the soft chair on the balcony, reading it in the soft morning light.

"An Zhi." Sensing someone approaching, Mi turned her head and smiled at the visitor, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

A short-haired woman wearing a ghost mask came over and squatted beside Mi.She stared at Mi's smile, reached out to touch Mi's face, and said hoarsely after a while, "He's right."

"It made you worry again." Mi clings to An Zhi's hand, and puts down the book in his hand, "But that doesn't mean he was right to send me here."

An Zhi half-kneeled on the ground, reached out to hug Mi, and rubbed Mi's soft long hair.Her voice was hoarse, but she still carried a heavy emotion, "Sister."

"I'm here, Anzhi." Mi smiled shallowly, and the corners of her eyes were stained from the bottom of her heart all the way, "I'm fine."

When Gangji came back, there was still some time before lunch, and his face was not much better than when he went out.Mi put the book on the low table on the balcony and went into the room to pour water.

"...Mi." After entering the door, the man who was standing numbly in the room suddenly said, "I have something to ask you."

Mi Wenyan looked back at Gang Ji, her eyes were as clear as water, "Huh?" She responded, then continued to walk towards the table where the water was placed, and poured a glass of water slowly.Her attitude is calm and neither far nor close, just like treating someone who has nothing to do with her.

"Your whereabouts in those three years were well hidden, no matter how I searched, I couldn't find them." Mi lowered her eyelashes and listened casually, taking a sip of the water in the glass.The slightly rippling water in the glass was so transparent that she could see her fingerprints on the glass.

"...So I just went to ask someone."

Mi didn't look back, she was still staring at the water in the glass.Gang Ji's voice was deep and low, with a faint panic that couldn't be hidden, which made her mood sink.Mi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to control her emotions.She forced herself to think about some happy things, so that she wouldn't feel depressed again just when she was in a better mood.

"Mi, are we..." Can't go back to the past?Can't get back together?According to her own thoughts, Mi filled in the words behind the stagnant voice, keeping it as relaxed as possible.She picked up the cup and wanted to take another sip of water, but she heard Gang Ji's voice dry and continued, "...there was a child."

'Pa——' The glass in Mi's hand suddenly slipped to the ground, and the water splashed everywhere. The round glass water glass shattered on the ground in a state of bursting, revealing sharp edges and corners after shattering.

Tsunaki stood not far behind Mi and looked at Mi's back. The water glass that fell in response seemed to give Mi a reply more powerful than words, and gave Tsunaki a blow.He stood there with his mouth open but he couldn't speak anymore, his chest was so constricted, and he was so sad that he was about to suffocate.

He didn't know what Mi went through, what Mi was looking for in a trance, he didn't know anything.In the end, it turned out that he asked the back table gentleman who had been silent to him before, and finally got the answer.When he first heard it, he thought he had heard it wrong, but after he realized it, his mind went blank for a while.He didn't care about anything, and ran back directly to ask Mi for confirmation.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, losing a child of him and Mi when he didn't know anything.

All of Mi's evasions and abnormalities seemed to have answers, but Tsuna stood there blankly, but he could no longer worry about Mi's scar being uncovered again.Feeling that the happiness I was looking for had already passed me by, my whole chest seemed to be soaked in the extreme winter snow, and it was cold from the heart to the outside.

Mi leaned on the table for a while before squatting down to pick up the glass shards on the floor, "You shouldn't have asked." Her voice also became a little hoarse, as if she was suppressing great emotions when speaking, and her pair of black eyes darkened. It sank a lot.Mi picked up the shards of glass on the ground, and acted as if she hadn't noticed that her palm was scratched, "So what if I know."

She picked it up for a long time before getting up and throwing the glass shards into the trash can. The finer shards could no longer be picked up.She looked at the water where she was scratched and bleeding, and she seemed to have returned to her previous calm and depressed attitude.She turned around to look at Gang Ji, and saw Gang Ji still standing there in a daze, holding his hair with one hand, looking sad and struggling.

Looking into Tsunayoshi's lifeless eyes, Mi suddenly gave a short laugh.Water was still dripping from the palm of her hand, and it soaked into the carpet, smearing into small dots that converged into red blood spots.She said every word, slowing down her tone of voice.

"Four months before the due date, his lungs have not yet developed. After I fell down the stairs, I was born prematurely."

"Every time I checked, the doctor told me that I was healthy. But my baby still won't live for a month."

"My child is dead."