Warm heart

?He Ye didn't pay attention to the unusually firm determination of the teenagers, she just focused on the figure holding Xiang Ri.

Because his body is transparent, Xiang Ri, whose face was buried in his arms, did not notice him, but He Ye noticed some unusual things about him.

Seems like it's been there since the beginning, it's just...

Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at Natsume. Although Kazuha knew about such supernatural things, he was not as keen as Natsume.

Natsume met He Ye's eyes, obviously knew what she was asking, and nodded silently, his warm eyes were full of compassion.

He Ye, who got an affirmative answer, lowered his eyes, with a cold light in his eyes.

Everyone in Alice who knows Yukimura and Ye knows that although Yukimura and Ye are cold-hearted, they are extraordinarily tolerant and caring for their children. It can be said that children are the only negative scales in the hearts of Yukimura and Ye. die!

Akutagawa Cirong is no longer a child, but he has been murdered since he was not a child.

Looking up again, the expression on He Ye's face was still so calm, but Natsume, who was familiar with her to the bone, felt the slightest bit of anger on her body.

He quietly watched He Ye get up, watched her walk in front of Xiang Ri and behind the transparent figure, watched her snap her fingers beside the light brown head, watched... that transparent figure... no response...

Natsume closed his eyes, unable to bear to look any further.

The anger in my heart is no less than that of He Ye.

Looking at the performance of the two, the others felt a strong and real feeling of bad premonition.

As if knowing their doubts, Natsume whispered in the living room with a strong and tired voice: "There is more than one curse among this boy."

After saying this, Natsume opened his eyes, looked past the boys who were stunned again, looked at the figure who was still smiling and comforting Xiang Ri, and continued numbly: "Have you not noticed? We have been talking about him all the time. However, there is nothing unusual about him..."

Atobe's reaction was quick, before Natsume finished speaking, he took it: "Can't he hear?!"

Natsume nodded and added, "Maybe I can't hear it either."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the transparent figure, silently replaying his actions when he hugged Xiang Ri just now in his mind, and a strong sense of disobedience filled it - from the beginning to the end, his mouth really didn't even once opened...

Not being seen by others is already very uncomfortable, but he still can't hear it, can't he say it?

What kind of sadness is that?

Xiang Ri had already found out who's arms he was in, but he didn't feel any comfort at the moment, he just felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and tears flowed down uncontrollably and silently.

'boom! '

Anato stood up suddenly, smashed a tennis ball in his hand to the ground, panting violently with red eyes.

The others remained motionless as if they hadn't heard anything, and each of them lowered their heads deeply, unable to see their expressions clearly.

"Hmm... what happened?" Probably because there was too much commotion in the acupoint, the sleeping Ci Rong rubbed her eyes and yawned and sat up, whimpering about her dissatisfaction: "I still don't know what to do." Didn't get enough sleep, Atobe, someone disturbed my sleep, you have to double their practice."

Ci Yun's voice awakened everyone who was in deep pain, but it did not break the silence in the living room, but instead spread a kind of silent sadness and pity around everyone.

They really wanted to talk to him as usual, but the heavy depression in their hearts prevented them from opening their mouths.

"Huh?" Sensing the silence of the crowd, Ci Yun put down his hands and tried to open his eyes, revealing his hazy pupils—Xiang Ri was sitting opposite Ci Yun, that is to say, as long as he opened his eyes, what he saw It is destined to be the transparent him...

"Huh?" With a sound of doubt, the confusion in Ci Yun's eyes disappeared, and he moved to the transparent figure full of energy, stretched out a finger, and poked it curiously...

"Ciying?!"

Atobe and Xianghi who were closest to each other, accompanied by the same exclamation as the others, each caught the two bodies that fell limply at the same time.

Natsume looked at the two unconscious faces that still had pain in his eyes, closed his eyes, and said again: "The third one."

The first curse separates Ci Rong's soul.

The second curse made the separated soul of Cilang deaf and unable to speak.

The third curse prevents any contact between the two parts of Ci Lang's originally one soul.

Really ruthless.

That night, after taking a shower, He Ye wiped his hair with a towel. His long purple hair was pulled aside, revealing a pair of three small and delicate black earrings.

The black earrings shone mysteriously and brightly on the almost transparent white auricles, adding a touch of enchantment to He Ye.

Carelessly grabbing at her hair, He Ye couldn't help thinking about what happened later in the day.

After the transparent figures disappeared, the teenagers rushed out one by one. Later, she also went out to see them. They were playing tennis.

He didn't use any moves, just hit back with all his strength.

He Ye doesn't know tennis, but he also knows that tennis is a passionate sport, but the tennis they played this afternoon didn't feel that way at all, only catharsis and irritability.

Thinking of this, He Ye couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and his thoughts turned to Natsume.

Natsume said that the situation has changed again now, and he wants to go to Cing in person—Cing is the person Natsume said can help lift the curse, to be precise, a demon.

As long as they are monsters, they all have the same characteristic-they don't like humans very much.

So is C.

So, if you want her to help, only Natsume, who is an exception to her, asks.

Most importantly, even so, he cannot guarantee that C will make a move.

As far as they know, she is the only one who is most proficient in things like spells.

The movement of wiping his hair suddenly stopped, thinking of this possibility, He Ye felt a sudden restlessness in his heart.

The consequences of soul separation are not the only ones that she and Natsume talked about today. The most serious consequence is that if the curse cannot be lifted, then the boy can be said to die without a doubt, and he died after being tortured.

Although they didn't get along for a long time, it was enough for He Ye to know that their relationship was very good. If they knew the ending, they...

Xiaojing...

Her hair was already half-dried before she knew it, so He Ye combed her hair, changed her bathrobe, and walked out of the room.

There are many rooms in the villa, enough for each of them to choose one and there is still room left, Atobe doesn't need to choose, there is already his exclusive room here.

As soon as He Ye walked to the trace department, he heard the sound of the piano coming from inside.

Push the door open silently, and after entering, close it gently again, put your hands on your chest, close your eyes, and listen quietly.

Speaking of which, Xiuyi is the one who loves the piano the most among them. They all studied under his influence for a while when they were young, but now, only Xiaojing is left who still plays the piano.

Xiaojing seems to be flamboyant, willful, and self-willed, but he has always been the most nostalgic, delicate, soft, and stubborn among them.

Opening his eyes, a faint sigh flashed through his brown eyes.

Xiaojing's heart is also in a mess...

The irritability and panic in the piano sound are so obvious.

He Ye put down his hands, walked to the piano, stretched out his fingers and bent down to press casually on the keys.

The harsh voice sounded abruptly, interrupting the rhythm of Atobe's subordinates, but adding peace and comfort to the music.

"Xiao Jing, you have to remember that you are the king of the Ice Emperor and the next head of the Atobe family!"

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, the cold voice resounded in the room with force, but on the contrary, there was a faint softness on He Ye Mian's expressionless face.

Atobe's hand pressing down on the keys of the piano paused for a moment, and then continued as if he hadn't heard anything.

The two played a song in silence, and He Ye was already sitting on the chair at this time - the sound of the piano at the back track had returned to its proper purity, and He Ye would naturally not want to expose his poor technique any more.

"Sister, do you have something to say today?"

"How to say?"

"It's nothing, I just found out that you only talked about the reasons for the situation like Ci Rong, but didn't talk about the results."

"Xiao Jing, you are really sharp."

"...I want to know!" Atobe took a deep breath, looking at Kazuha's eyes full of determination and firmness.

"...cutting the skin will bring pain, not to mention the most important soul of a person..." Looking at each other for a long time, He Ye chose to tell the truth: "That boy's condition is actually good, his family often goes to the temple Bar?"

Seeing Atobe nodding, He Ye continued: "There are really gods in this world. They are worshiped by his family, and they will naturally provide him with shelter. That boy is still like a child. Among them There are their reasons, otherwise, people who lack souls will generally have a violent temper."

"If there is a god, why not cure Ci Rong immediately?" Hearing Kazuba's words, Atobe couldn't help but ask back.

"Gods exist based on people's beliefs. The more beliefs, the stronger. How many people do you think still believe in the existence of gods?"

Atobe was speechless, because as far as he himself was concerned, he didn't believe in such things as gods.

Heye patted Ajibu on the shoulder, and continued: "I have already said that the seven souls correspond to joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire. I said you should know too, right?"

If the emotions contained in the soul inside and outside the body cannot be neutralized, it is fine now, but when the protection of the gods no longer plays its role, the two parts of the soul will collapse sooner or later.

And what has collapsed cannot be restored no matter what.

Resting his head on Kazuha's shoulder, Atobe exuded a strong sense of frustration, and said sullenly, "Sister, I'm still too weak."

"Xiao Jing, this kind of thing is not something you can control when you are strong." He was killed before he was born.

"But if I can get to know more people like you...and Natsume, I can discover this situation earlier."

"It's not too late, is it? Our time is still long."

"Ah."

……

The two talked again, and Atobe finally decided to let go of the self-blame and regret in his heart, and try to find a solution to the problem.

He Ye saw that it was almost time, so he got up and went back to his room to sleep.

What she didn't see was that after she left, Atobe sat there for a while, then called out his cell phone and broadcast it...