[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

It was more than a year before I knew that person's name.

After Mana's death, Kullos took himself to the intelligence agency for protection, and did not tell anyone his identity, including the thing embedded in his hand.

That day, Xiao Yalian got lost in the corridor and ran to the practice field in a daze, and then saw many children, including the one who was having a heated fight with a short-haired boy.Fighting and bickering at the same time.But for some reason, he felt that those two were actually having a good time.

very nice.

Little Allen was very envious, so he sat and watched.

Then he would come every day.The strange thing is that he, who has always been a road idiot, unexpectedly remembers the road leading to the training ground very well.He comes every day to see the group of children who can play with their partners every day; to see them practice against each other, and then ask each other to get up when they fall-although I only learned from the rabbi later that these Children are not playing, they are not having fun, because they suffer every day.Even, will die.

Then one day, he saw him.

It turned out that his name was Kanda Yu, and the short-haired boy who seemed to have a close relationship with him was called Alma.Xiao Yalian felt very happy when he finally knew his name.But he actually called himself "bean sprouts".It turned out to be "bean sprouts"!How could he make fun of himself like this, obviously already told him his name.

Little Allen felt very angry.But he still comes every day.Because after going back, he suddenly remembered what Mana said before: Among the partners, those who will always be called by nicknames are the closest people—much closer than ordinary good friends.

So Xiao Allen felt very happy again.

But he still gets angry every time he is called "bean sprouts" and bickers with the little boy named Kanda.Because he felt very happy, he had no friends before, and he never quarreled with friends, and he talked to himself more often.Kanda was his first friend, a very good friend.Xiao Yalian cherishes him very much, and feels that God has finally allowed him to have friends, which is great.

Kanda also has his own friends, very good friends.They also seem to be very close, which is great.

But one day, Kanda's good friend disappeared.

When he ran over, he saw him sitting in the corner alone, holding the Japanese sword that was longer than his head, expressionless, silent, like a sculpture.He walked over and stood beside the boy.But he was motionless, looking as indifferent as ever.But he could feel it clearly—he was miserable, very miserable.But just don't say it.Don't say anything, just be bored.

He didn't call himself bean sprouts like usual, he didn't let himself go away like usual, and he didn't put on a bad face like usual.He showed no expression.

Little Allen suddenly wanted to quarrel with him.

He sat down next to the boy, looked at the other's hard profile, looked into his dark eyes.There was nothing in the dry eye sockets, and there seemed to be a thick layer of fog on the black pupils, which was so thick that there was no way to push it away, and the things inside were tightly hidden.Xiao Allian felt that there should be a lot of tears in it, many, many.

But why doesn't it flow out?Even the insignificant self was so sad that he was about to cry, why didn't he?Obviously his lips were bitten and still oozing blood, the knuckles of his fingers holding the knife were obviously white, and he obviously didn't pretend well at all.

Xiao Allian felt uncomfortable in his chest.

The rabbi told him that the kid named Alma was killed by the bad guy named "Experiment".The little boy with short hair who was alive and kicking yesterday died suddenly.really dead.He must be very sad, very sad, unbearable.Because that is his good friend.

However, the rabbi said that both Kanda and Alma were the targets of the bad guy. Now that Alma is dead, if Kanda can't beat the bad guy, will he die too?

No, he doesn't want him dead, and he doesn't want anyone else dead.

There are so many cute little friends here, and so many people I met. Xiao Yalian is no longer alone here. He has more and more friends. He hopes that everyone can live a good life, especially this person.If Kanda died too, he must be sad, sad, unbearable.Because that is his good friend, the first good friend, the good friend he finally made.

He really didn't want anyone else to die, really didn't want to.

So he made a decision, decided to be a disobedient bad boy in order to protect his friends.

Just this time.

Allen still clearly remembers the endless pain in those three days and three nights. He passed out from the pain and woke up again.He also clearly remembered the inexplicably strong sense of fear when he saw his white-haired self in the mirror after regaining consciousness.

But no matter how painful and frightening he was, he never regretted it.Because—they all survived, didn't they?As long as you live, you have hope, as long as you live, you have the possibility of change, as long as you live, as long as you live.

Even though he was scolded by Kanda for meddling in his own business afterwards, Allen was still very grateful for his decision.

The boy raised his head and looked up at the boundless sky.There are only a few stars hanging there in the night sky, looking helpless.

Mana, you say, I'm doing it right?

Perhaps subconsciously, the young man has long regarded himself and the sanctity in his hands as proof of the continuation of Mana's existence.Proof of being a father.

There were almost no vehicles on the road in the early morning, and the entire wide road seemed to be paved just for the two of them.

After talking and laughing from the playground, I don't remember how I decided to walk back.Pressing the road in the middle of the night, these two killers really have plenty of free time.

Allen didn't know when he became interested in the white line on the road, and was carefully walking forward step by step along this endless line, while raising his hands to keep his balance.Have fun.

like a child.

Tiqi also followed his example and walked along the roadside.The high-end leather shoes in black pearl color are firmly on the yellow boundary line, straight.His figure was also straight, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and his steps were even and steady.

Simply a natural model.

"Alian." Tiqi rarely called his name.

The boy looked back at him.

"Are you happy with me?" Tiqi didn't look at him.

"Well, very happy." Allen replied honestly, waiting for the other party to continue.

But there is no text.

The handsome man still walked along the sideline unhurriedly, as if he didn't intend to say anything.

He seems a little weird today.Allen thought so, and followed.

"I've experienced a lot of things these days that I've never experienced before," the young man swayed after taking a step, and continued, "I'm very happy."

Then there was a brief silence.The dim streetlights slowly dragged the shadows of the two people backwards, and then flung them to the front, going round and round, tirelessly.as they are doing.

This gives people an illusion, as if they will go on like this forever, forever.

"Tiqi," the boy said softly, "Sometimes, it feels like we are like this now..."

When he got to the zebra crossing, the young man seemed to have lost his target suddenly, so he randomly picked one and walked.

"Walk along your own line, keep walking..."

After crossing the zebra crossing, the boy returned to his original route and continued his previous mission.

"We all have our own track and our own path," the young man walked step by step along the white line, "but maybe, there will never be an end..."

The footsteps on the white line paused, and then continued to move after adjusting their balance.

"There will be no intersection."

Allen felt that the other party stopped, so he also stopped and turned around.

Tiki didn't speak, just looked at him.With his back to the streetlight, he looked at him calmly in the shadows, and seemed to be smiling.

Yes, he smiled and stepped over.

Cross over from the yellow line on the opposite side.

Tiqi stood on the white line under Allen's feet, clinging to his body, with one arm around his waist, and the other holding his pointed chin, looking at him under the backlight.

"Look," he said, "it's not coming."

The light was suddenly dazzled for some reason, and the young man couldn't see the man's eyes clearly, but only saw the opening and closing of the smooth lip line.

"Where you stand..."

And that magnetic voice.

"It's my end."