Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Before Ireland could start to speak, Vermouth's expression suddenly became strange.

Because a charming and gentle female voice came from the other end of the phone, and it was a little sad: "So Lan-sama already has someone he likes? I, I disturbed Lan-sama, I just..."

The woman's choking voice gradually approached, and just listening to it made Vermouth feel the beauty of pear blossoms falling in the rain and cherry blossoms dancing in the air.

"I was just too concerned about Ran-sama. I didn't know she had someone she loved. I'm going to pack up and go back to the shrine..."

Ireland, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly raised her voice and said, "What beloved? There's no such thing, Miss Takeshita. Let me explain!"

The phone was hung up directly, and Vermouth was stunned. She looked at the sky that was about to darken in confusion, and her heart seemed to be shrouded in fog.

Why is everything going wrong today? None of the things I tried to stir up trouble succeeded.

Furuya Rei only felt that time passed very quickly after that. Occasionally, Hiro would secretly take him to Matsuda's apartment, where he would meet the class monitor whom he had not seen for a long time.

But every time I see the clone Xiaoguang being placed on the big clone by Matsuda, I feel helpless.

I also meet little Xila at a fixed time every month and accompany her quietly.

Seeing that she was now being taught very well by Mr. Kudo, he felt relieved.

The only person I'm worried about is Hiro.

He seemed to be facing off against Shiho.

In the laboratory, he often heard Shiho angrily cursing the Scottish scum, and Hiro would occasionally reveal a few words, mentioning Shirley's difficulty.

Fortunately, Shiho is not very capable and has few people under her command, so the trouble she caused to Hiro was not serious.

Hiro showed mercy to Shiho.

Time never changes according to human will and always moves forward.

Spring passed and autumn came, and soon it was two years later.

Fūya Rei was sitting in the bright safe house, and Zhufu Jingguang came out with a plate of celery sandwiches and placed it on the coffee table in front of his clone.

He said helplessly, "I came back late from my mission yesterday and forgot to buy groceries. The remaining ingredients from last time can only make one sandwich for now."

He carefully instructed: "Anshiro, eat something to fill your stomach first. I'll go out to buy some vegetables and come back to make something else for you."

Furuya Rei sat at the table and responded with a smile: "Okay, Hiro, go and come back soon."

The clone stared blankly at the sandwich on the table, but his bony hands did not touch the chopsticks.

He had lost a lot of weight and his lips were an unhealthy white.

This time he stayed in the laboratory for a full six months before coming out. The gentleman seemed to notice Shiho and Suzi's perfunctory attitude and became furious.

For this purpose, Rum specially sent Curacao into the laboratory to monitor Suzi's every move, and Shirley was expressly forbidden to appear in Suzi's laboratory.

The past six months have been the most painful. After the clone was released, I became completely weak.

Zhu Fu Jingguang took off his apron and walked lightly to You Xunran. He looked at You Xunran in pain as he sat there quietly. His dull and yellow hair looked even darker in the sunlight, as if his entire life was about to run out.

He squatted down and tightly grasped his friend's wrist, saying in a whisper, "I can't stand it anymore."

I can't stand the torture you've been enduring.

zero……

I am really, really in pain.

He staggered to his feet, hugged his little friend who rarely responded to him, and burst into tears of pain and sorrow. He choked and said, "I really can't bear to see you go on like this."

Every word he uttered seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his soul, stained with the desperate pain of his soul.

He closed his eyes and said in a low voice beside You Xunran's ear: "I will contact Officer Miyamura and take you away."

"You can't stay in the organization anymore," he said decisively.

He still doesn't dare to recall what his good friend looked like when he saw him in the laboratory a week ago.

At that time, Zero's body was covered with scars, and it seemed as if his slight breath would be cut off in the next moment.

——You almost died in a corner where I couldn't see you.

——I almost lost you.

During this period, he turned down all tasks and took care of his friend all the time. Today, his friend can finally get up.

Zhu Fujingguang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes without leaving a trace, stood up straight, and said in a normal voice: "Amuro, I will leave first, you wait for me at home obediently."

After saying that, he picked up the coat on the sofa, put it on, and turned to leave.

Fūya Rei heard everything he said, and he felt bitter and sad.

I'm sorry, Hiro, I seem to have always made you worry.

But you can't give up on me and leave, right?

He lowered his head, his eyes red.

——I feel guilty and blame myself for hiding and deceiving you, but I am also happy that you will finally compromise for me and try to live on.

——It turns out that I am also a very bad person.

Rei Furuya faced up to his own meanness and knew that it was wrong.

But he doesn't plan to change.

He just wanted to keep Hiro.

The sun was high outside the window and a gentle breeze was blowing. Fūya Rei stood by the window, looking at the cherry blossoms and migratory birds outside the house, and at the various figures on the street in the distance, with a very gentle expression.

Those were the people he protected, and he felt satisfied when he saw the genuine smiles on their faces.

Hiro, let's stay in the light and fight for the happiness of the people together, and then live to be old and laughed at by Matsuda, okay?

Suddenly, he felt a gradually increasing pull, and his body uncontrollably wanted to fly somewhere. A trace of cold air came over him, strange yet familiar.

Only then did he realize that he was about to leave.

Is it time?

Fūya Rei suddenly turned around and saw that his clone, who had been sitting on the sofa like a puppet just a moment ago, was breathing heavily and lightly. His empty eyes, once covered in dust, shone brightly, his mind clearer than ever before, and a faint melancholy was etched between his brows.

It's a magician!

The magician stared blankly at the sandwich on the table, quickly looked around the room, and his mood became anxious in a very short time.

He wanted to get up, but his weak body couldn't support him.

He always subconsciously looked at the wall clock, his brows filled with confusion and fear.

He seemed to have no idea why he was feeling so abnormal.

Jōgu Rei was stunned, his eyes widening as if something had suddenly occurred to him.

It's today!

Three years later, on November 7th.

It was the day Matsuda died!

He looked down at himself and saw that his body was gradually becoming transparent.

He is leaving!

Fūya Rei immediately looked up at the magician who was becoming increasingly restless and anxious like a headless fly, and suddenly ran towards him. As soon as his hand touched the clone, the whole person was about to disappear like a wisp of morning mist.

No, he couldn't just leave like this.

The magician without memory will miss the chance to save Matsuda!

He shouted with all his might and determination, "Wake up, Furuya Rei!"