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I didn't get a response to my raised hand for a long time, but I wasn't too sad because my natural enemy...is just within an arm's reach, o(>﹏<)o.

Just now when General Warring States was stroking the little ghost's fur, the ball of hair jumped onto the little ghost's shoulder, the hen squatted down, and then stared at me with wide cat eyes.

As for the kid... eh?With his half-protruded head, his small face was tense, as if frightened?

I resisted the horror of being quietly stared at by the natural enemy with the eyes of watching a mouse, and insisted on not changing my face, and looked at the kid again without any trace.

The distance between the two of them is getting closer, which makes me see more clearly. This kid's hands, feet, and even his cheeks and neck have several small scars. The color is very light, and it is almost invisible if you don't pay attention, but...they still exist that is.

The eyes hidden under the bangs are like the sky before sunrise in the morning, light and thin blue, with a layer of watery light?

Steadily meeting the little ghost's eyes, I made a black line silently, and was carefully speculated by the little ghost with the kind of eyes that look at witches and monsters... It was really the first time in my life~ I waited for a while, and saw that the mist in the little ghost's eyes became more and more serious. Thick, the corner of my mouth twitched, and with a very tragic mood, I held the fruit candy and handed it forward.

Then he discussed in a low voice, "When it pounces on me, can you save my sister?"

While speaking, I quickly glanced at the hairball on the kid's shoulder with the corner of my eye, and found that a pair of ears on its forehead had been quietly closed. I was startled and almost burst into tears, "I'll give you candy as a thank you gift."

After accepting the bribe, remember not to let the hairball rush towards you——

……

Under my mournful gaze, the kid finally let go of the trousers of the general of the Warring States Period, and then stretched out carefully, and gently took the fruit candy away.

The pointed chin was raised a little bit, revealing the eyes under the bangs, the mist in those eyes faded away, and a little joy finally appeared in the sky-like blue.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief, I withdrew my hand that was hanging in the air, lifted it up and scratched my cheek, stared into the kid's eyes, couldn't help but leaned forward again, "Want to play with me?"

After opening the invitation, I looked over his shoulder in fear, "I can't do cats, I'm afraid of them."

"Go~ Rossi." The general of the Warring States Period made the decision for the little ghost, and he kindly picked up the hairball that made me tremble. pocket.

When I raised my face, my eyes met the gaze of the Warring States General looking down. Through the round-rimmed glasses, the man's eyes were a bit blurred, but his tone was kind, "Hundred years old, I'll take care of you, little guy."

Nodding my head, I'm not in the mood to be surprised for the time being, because Mao's address will jump from "a thousand years old" to "a hundred years old", then I turn my head back, and stick out Lushan's claws again towards the little ghost.

Come on~ my sister will take you to play... (╯▽╰).

Smiling and smiling, he didn't wait long, the hand hanging in the air touched a touch of weak texture, the little ghost turned out from behind the general of the Warring States Period, and gave a half-pushing and half-refusing response.

My eyes immediately completed two arcs, and before he regretted retracting, I got up first, went up and bent down to hug him, and stuffed them into my arms.

Wrapped in the warmth attached to my chest, I turned around and walked towards the outside of the corridor. I was so satisfied that I even forgot to say hello to those who stayed where I was.

"Are you afraid of heights?" I lowered my head and asked the kid before stepping on the veranda.

I was only left with a light blond-haired brat who didn't speak, just shook it slightly, with a dull hair raised on the top of his head.

——So this is not to be afraid of.

The last bit of hesitation dissipated, I tightened my arms, kicked on the verandah and jumped up with strength. The goal was the tallest tree among the row of roadside trees planted in front of this building, which was more than ten meters away.

……

There is a large open space outside the inpatient department building of the Navy General Hospital. Perhaps for the better treatment of patients' physical and mental health, the open space is filled with flowers, and there is a fountain pool in the center.

The trees in front and behind the inpatient building are evergreen trees, and the tallest tree is just in front of the old man's ward. When you open the door, you can see part of the lush canopy.

I ran up the tree with the little ghost in my arms, picked up the gaps between the branches, and climbed up until I reached the top of it, which was more than four floors high.

When you get to a high place, the branches and leaves of the trees are not so crowded. You can sit at the position where the branches extend outwards, and you don’t need to raise your eyes. You can have a clear view of the sky after the rain.

I dug out the kid and turned it around and put it on my lap. I hugged him from behind and rested my chin on his forehead, "Look, isn't the high sky beautiful?"

"It looks like your eyes~"

The kid's back seems a little stiff, or am I being too abrupt?

But... the little body in my arms is thin and thin, which makes me very... uh~ I don't read much and I'm rude, and I don't know how to comfort others, but I still want to hug this little devil and comfort him by the way.

A woman~ There will be a bit of maternal love at a certain age. I (psychologically) also blamed my aunt for her age, and I couldn't help but take it for granted.

I've always liked a well-behaved and quiet kid more than a brat who likes to tease Maojiewa.

What's more, this kid seems to have some problems, and he doesn't know what happened. His scars and his refusal to make a sound are some kind of trauma, right?

After thinking about it, I rubbed my chin against the kid's forehead, and was immediately overwhelmed by the fluffy and soft fur, ╮(╯▽╰)╭.

When I was in a good mood, I wanted to talk nonsense, so I retracted my arms and said in a low voice, "It feels different from what I imagined ~ your hair."

"At first I thought it was hot, because it looked like the sun in the morning." When I said this, I paused, and I deliberately stood up straight to keep the distance between the two of us a little, then I tilted my head, observing his performance carefully.

……

After a long while, the kid who had been frozen and motionless quietly raised his hand that was flat on his knee, touched his bangs, paused and touched again.

Under the forehead hair that was pushed away by his fingertips, a pair of eyes showed slight doubts, and perhaps a little bit of distress.

When he secretly squinted again, I pretended not to put my chin on his forehead again, "But it's also very cute ~ it feels like cotton candy."

"Right? Have you ever eaten marshmallows?"

I deliberately didn't pay attention to his reaction, and continued, "It's soft and sweet, it will make people feel better."

"A playground, a Ferris wheel, a carousel, a balloon in a clown's hand."

"The grass on the side of the road, the sky after the rain, the warm fireplace in the snowy winter night."

"There are many ordinary things in this world, but for some reason, they always make people happy."

"Look, you can see the ocean from a high place." I took away the hand holding the little ghost, stretched it out, and pointed my fingertips at the whole piece of blue stretching away in the distance, and said softly, "Compared to it , how small we are."

"The sky and the earth, the ocean and history, everything is in the world. If we can go further, we can see more, right?"

"Compared to guarding the troubles in my heart, I would rather travel happily~"

……

"Looking at the world?"

A small voice was mixed into the wind passing by my ears, with a little hesitation and a little fright, the tone was soft, and for some reason, the voice was still a little hoarse.

"Yes~ look at the world." I withdrew my outstretched hand, groped to find the child's fisted hand on his knee, carefully opened it, and stretched forward holding the wrist bone, "What is the fisted hand?" I can't catch it, open it..."

"Look - when you grow taller, you can touch the sky."

I don't know what happened to this child, and I don't want to know, I just want to tell him my own feelings, the so-called hurt, if we don't care about it, one day it will disappear.

At that time, with our open hands, everything we hold can be happiness.

After waiting for a long time, I heard a faint answer, "Yeah."

……

I hugged Zhengtai, who I liked immediately at the first sight, and talked nonsense so that he finally opened his mouth. Although he only said a few words, it didn't affect my pleasure index soaring all the way.

Is the golden retriever the cutest?I don't control hair, but I can control gold, ~(≧▽≦)/~.

After that, I didn't say anything nonsense, I just sat quietly on the tree trunk with the little ghost in my arms, and the two of them looked at the sky in silence.

After a long, long time, the sky became soft and light, and the warmth in the wind gradually diminished. The birds slanted across the rosy-colored sea, and finally there was a call from the bottom.

"Rosie—"

I turned my face back and looked down. Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, outside the corridor on the third floor of the building below, the general of the Warring States Period stood there, looking up, and locked my eyes precisely.

At the door of the ward behind him, the old man was talking to Marshal Kong, and the stranger was also there.

Looks like visitation is over?It's finally done~ I tightened my arms, lifted the little ghost up by the waist like this, and propped up the branch with the other hand, and my body fell straight down.

During the fall, pay careful attention to the overgrown branches, pick up the gaps in the lush tree trunks to avoid them, walk through them a few times, and step on the branch near the height of the floor to jump back to the corridor.

As soon as my feet hit the ground, I let go of my arms, and the kid slid down and immediately ran towards the general of the Warring States Period. He quickly hid behind him, and then poked his head out.

There didn't seem to be any fear or other bad emotions in the light blue eyes.

Seeing this, I squatted down, raised my hand and shook, "Next time I'll go play with you~"

The golden retriever pursed his lips, but did not make a sound.

After a while, the adults finished saying goodbye to the old man, Marshal Kong and the other person left first, and General Warring States left behind holding the kid's hand.

A group of people walked a few meters, the little ghost suddenly turned his head and smiled shyly, "Goodbye, sister."

……

Oops~ The smiling face is really cute, just as I expected, the cubs still look good when they smile, like a flower, b(￣▽￣)d.

I felt that I was responded to, so I blamed my aunt for being satisfied. I stood in place and watched, and there was a villain in my heart.

As for the strange eyes of the group of people who were walking forward, uh~ that's not important.

The good mood continued all the way, even when only the old man and I were left talking, I accidentally caught a glimpse of the wine bottle he hid in a corner, I didn't change my face, I was still smiling.

The old man rushed over to pick up the wine bottle, and stared at me for 5 minutes with a furious face. Finally, he was defeated and stammered, saying that it was a souvenir from Marshal Kong, and he must not let me smash it .

Of course, he will follow the doctor's orders and will not drink it all in one go.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and I sighed, but I still gave in and promised not to destroy the wine bottle.

Tell the old man about the practice voyage starting tomorrow, and make an agreement with him by the way, and I will end this visit soon.

It's getting dark outside, I still have my luggage unpacked, I can't stay too long, and today's trip has to end, as for... some people visit sick patients and bring wine as souvenirs, I will firmly remember this matter, ( ╰_╯).

……

Time flies, and the temporary parting finally comes.

"Hundred years old."

When he walked to the door and held the doorknob with his hand, the old man called from behind him.

After a slight pause, I turned around and looked quietly at the man who was half-sitting on the hospital bed. Under the light, his complexion looked worse than the previous days, presumably it was the pain caused by the uncontrollable degree of deterioration.

At this moment, he also looked at me, with unconcealable worry in his eyes.

Eyebrows eroded by the years, gray hair, weak breath...

After a while, I hooked my lips, "Don't worry, I have everything." I will protect you from the wind and rain, slay demons and demons for you, and find opportunities for you to continue your life. For this, I will fight with all my strength.

Leaving behind a promise, I turned around and opened the door, and walked out without looking back.

He closed the door of the old man's ward, closed his eyes, swallowed a sigh that almost overflowed his throat, turned around, and walked towards the end of the corridor.

……

In the evening, the hospital looked cold and silent, and the building of the inpatient department was even more desolate, with only the sound of my own footsteps and breathing being heard as I walked.

There are unoccupied wards on the walls of the corridor, the lighting glass windows and curtains are closed, and the slightly dark sky reflects a somewhat distorted view.

When I catch a glimpse of it inadvertently, my heart will jump suddenly, and I always feel that the shadow of the tree reflected on it brings out a few wisps of treachery in the swaying.

I don't like the hospital, not only because it is a place where life and death meet, but also because there is a lot of sadness left here, the sorrow and pain of those who are left forever, and the regret and unwillingness of those who cannot stay.

All kinds of intangible and intangible emotions, even if I can't see them, I can feel them, and even... will be stirred up the resentment and despair that have been accumulated for a long time.

Going up to the poor and falling to the underworld, but it turns out that such lingering words can also be used to describe the pain of homesickness.

Whether it's Yuzhong Hiroshi who planned everything, or Kitazhi Banya from Izumozhuang, how could those people understand back then that the reason I resisted desperately was because I hated the so-called "destiny".

……

The so-called Wagtail Plan, the so-called predestined bond, if you really study it carefully, it is actually just a well-designed trajectory.

Zuoqiao is a human being, the so-called child of destiny, who seems ordinary but can always create "miracles" and "attract" many wagtails born for love.

But in fact?

Zuoqiao Jieren is the son of Yu Zhongguangren. The Wagtail Project was designed for him from the beginning. One hundred and eight wagtails struggle to survive. The truth is that it is just a game for a man to give himself an illegitimate child.

LOL.

In the eyes of those people, the wagtail is just a plaything, right?

What they call 'love' is disgusting and dirty.

……

I don't want to succumb to fate, I don't admit that there is truth.

No one will surrender to the kind of fate designed to be part of the game.

Even though I'm not human anymore.

No conscious being of any kind can succumb to manipulation and manipulation.

However, I tried everything and was disappointed in the end.

Old man, Durand.Scott is very similar to my father, with a candid and straightforward personality, but he treats people with incomparable sincerity. I understand that I am out of empathy, but I have been dependent on each other for three years, and I have no way to let go.

I can't go back, so I can only hold on to the thin memory in my hand and borrow the old man's memory.

My father is buried in his hometown. I don’t want to repeat the regrets of the past. I am willing to do my best to accomplish what I was once powerless.

Even if... I use the genetic power of hatred.

Even if... Wei Ya stood in the way.

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