[Comprehensive] God's blessing

As time went by, the media's public opinion gradually became silent, but there was still no news about the girl's whereabouts.

"forget it."

Someone wrote this anonymously on a forum.

"It's been so long, and so many hero resources have been used, just to find a hero reserve..."

"does it worth?"

Although this post was quickly overwhelmed by the blame of most people, many people still had doubts.

--does it worth?

——Even if it is found,...will the child still be alive?

What kind of cruel treatment will such a beautiful child... fall into the hands of the enemy?

"Is there anything worth it!!"

Bakugo Katsuki looked at the TV with red eyes, and stood up from the chair suddenly.

"If they don't want to continue looking, I'll look for it!!"

"Victory!!!"

Bao Haoguang looked at his son's back, frowned all of a sudden, stood up as well, but was stopped by Bao Haosheng.

"Don't call him."

Bao Haosheng pushed his glasses silently.

"This kid... let him calm down a little bit."

Pushing open the door roughly, Bakugo Katsuki threw himself on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling.

Tomorrow is the final exam, and today he almost beat up the provocative Class B bastard in front of him—although he was stopped.

Without her, Xiongying doesn't seem to have changed much.

Everyone is living according to the usual trajectory of action - except him.

He kept training, running classrooms, training grounds, and infirmaries at three points and one line, just to numb the fact.

—He thought about her like crazy.

The chest that was heaving up and down due to anger gradually calmed down, Bakugo Katsumi turned sideways, his eyes looked at the air without focus.

His breathing gradually slowed down.

Asakawa loves flowers.

He dreamed of her again.

That was when school just started.

The black-haired girl gently opened the classroom door, scanning everyone in the class with curious and delighted eyes.

Her eyes skipped him, looked straight at the yin and yang face sitting in the back row, and then lowered her head sadly.

What she liked at the beginning was the yin and yang face.

He knows.

But she walked towards him in the next second, but she still looked at the business cards on the table one by one in a daze.

So he called her.

She raised her head in surprise, but it quickly turned into joy, her black eyes glowing.

"Thank you! Explosive Lord!"

He finally couldn't help standing up, stretched out his hand to touch her, and then watched her melt into a cloud of smoke in front of him with slightly surprised eyes.

I could almost hug her.

……

...

It was pitch black in front of her eyes, and the soft cloth gently rubbed her eyelashes, and Aika's hand on the armrest trembled.

"...Mr. Black Mist, where are we going?"

The man behind him pushed the wheelchair slowly, as if leading her along a flat corridor.

"You'll know soon, Miss Love Flower."

He spoke slowly, without answering her question directly.

Aihua pursed her lips, the rubbing sound of the wheelchair rollers was very clear in her ears, her fingers slowly clenched together, clenched tighter and tighter.

She knew who she was going to see.

"Welcome home. 』

——The man who said that to her.

It was as if the suffocation of death was clearly entangled with her dreams every night, and the clear touch when the skin touched her was accurately engraved deep in her brain.

Warm and nostalgic.

Cold and frightening.

It seemed that she had reached the end when she heard the sound of the doorknob turning.

Pushed into a closed room, the black cloth covering her eyes was loosely untied. She looked anxiously, but only saw the black mist closing the only door.

The light outside the door went out in her eyes.

At this moment, the room suddenly lit up with light, and the girl's body trembled suddenly, but she still managed to look at the light source - a huge screen.

She is afraid.

Fear the person behind this screen.

This feeling that seemed to be engraved in her soul made her curl up uncontrollably, buried her face in her arms like an ostrich, and trembled all over.

Then she heard a low laugh, mocking.

"Asakawa Aika..."

The voice pronounced her name extremely slowly, as if it was about to be split into characters one by one, soft but sharp.

The uncontrollable nausea quickly surged into her chest at that moment, she retched and grabbed her hair desperately.

Obviously, I have never seen this person before——

...Why, are you so scared?

"You are afraid of me."

She heard the voice say.

"Want to know why?"

She didn't answer him.

After the uncomfortable feeling of nausea faded, she turned around and forcibly raised her wet, red eyes to look at the screen.

"...I, do I know...you?"

As he spoke intermittently, a few strands of black hair stuck to his cheeks, slightly itching.

The mole under her eyes still exudes a bewitching light in such a dark environment.

"Perhaps."

He replied ambiguously, the cold light of the display screen reflected on her face, which turned pale.

long silence.

"...Thank you for saving me."

Manika finally lowered her eyelashes, covered her face with her black hair, and hid the expression on her face.

"What did you find me...for?"

"...answer me a question."

After a moment of silence, he said.

"—and then, you can use that phone to contact whoever you want."

Aika was stunned.

She held onto the armrest, then looked around, struggling to see the mobile phone placed on the table against the wall in the dim scene.

Her breathing paused for a second.

"what is the problem?"

Her brain was in a mess, and she couldn't understand his intentions, so she could only follow his words mechanically.

"answer me……"

His voice was slow and soft.

"Do you want to stay here, or go back?"

In the dimly lit room, a needle drop could be heard for a moment, and even the trembling breathing of the girl could be heard clearly.

She gripped her skirt tightly.

"...I don't know." She made her voice cry: "I'm not sure, sir."

"I have no idea…"

The people on the other side of the screen lost their response for a long time, as if they were examining her performance, Aika tensed her back and lowered her eyelashes.

"...now you can use that phone."

It seemed like a century had elapsed before the man's voice sounded in his ears.

As if the tense nerves were suddenly relaxed, Manaka let out a breath, nodded cautiously towards the screen, and then rolled the wheelchair to the table.

The phone is on.

Aika opened it with trembling hands, her fingers were cold.

There's no option to dial a number, and there's no rest of the app's information, just the text message option languishing in the middle of the screen.

But even that is enough.

But—to whom?

The girl's movements paused, her back sitting in the wheelchair was extremely lonely, half of her face was hidden in the shadow.

……

--"Failed to send. 』

Aihua looked at the line of system prompts calmly, and then deleted the large paragraph she typed little by little.

[Enemy alliance, safe, don't worry. 】

After tentatively typing these few words, she pressed the send button again.

—Successful.

"You still have two chances to send. 』

Before she could let out a sigh of relief, another line of reminders appeared before her eyes.

She was not surprised.

[Unable to determine the specific location and information. 】

The content of the message was a bit longer, but it was still a success.

"You have one more chance to send. 』

Aika looked at the phone screen in a daze again.

After the last message was sent successfully, the machine in his hand buzzed, the screen went dark, and there was no more response.

She put the phone back on the table and watched as the black mist opened the door and bright lights entered the room.

The moment she was pushed out of the room, she heard that person's voice again.

"Do you like your personality?"

Black Mist's footsteps stopped suddenly.

The girl's back looked very silent, she lowered her head, and her voice was a little cold.

"I'm just answering one of your questions."

She heard his breathing and seemed to smile.

……

...

It was not evening yet, and the sun just shone in the room. The black-haired girl was sitting in a wheelchair, silently stroking the pages of the book that had been placed on the bookshelf but had not been touched much.

The door was opened, and there was a slight sound. The girl looked away from the book, looked at the person coming, and smiled beautifully.

She stretched out her hand, beckoning him to hold her in his arms, kissed the unhealed scar on his neck little by little, and then caressed his ear as if coquettishly.

Come back to my dream again, just tonight

This time I'm going to rush into your arms,

Breathe in your good smell,

Tell you the grievances of the past few days,

as well as.

"I miss you so much, Mr. Diao."

【I miss you very much, Katsuki. 】

The author has something to say:

It is a chapter of temptation! !

Aihua is now the kind of vague attraction and use of Brother Diao. (Everyone, don't learn bad things)

这种“从背后抱你的时候，期待的却是他的面容”戏码不觉得很刺激吗www感谢在2019-11-2308：29：53～2019-11-2714：40：10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of K sauce;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!