fetters only dream

There was another sound of thunder, faintly accompanied by lightning that split across the sky, but it was only fleeting...

"Ah!" The unstable future panted heavily, and the sudden awakening made everyone defenseless.

"future?"

Long opened his mouth cautiously, the young man in front of him made him feel distressed and uneasy, the out-of-focus pupils, with a hollow and sad aura, tightly surrounded the young man.

The struggle in the future also caused the needle on the arm to be pulled out, and the blood dripped on the tatami along the fingers of the future, and was smudged together with the tears.

"The future, the future?"

Future didn't speak, but his current appearance was a little scary. Long stretched out his hand and grabbed Future's right hand, wanting Zhe Ping to treat the wound first, but he didn't want this action to be like stimulating Future.

Future quickly withdrew his hands and hugged his head, and began to mutter again, curled up, trembling slightly, "It's my fault, it's my fault!"

"future!"

Even with five years of precipitation, when encountering future events, Long turned back to the original passionate youth. The patience at this moment is really nothing to him. He reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the future and told him to turn To myself, "Future, look at me, future!"

The focus of Mirai's eyes finally fell on Long, and then he looked around dully. When he saw Mr. Saka, his emotions began to agitate again.

"It's my fault, it's my fault! I didn't save Hongren, I killed him!" Future grabbed Long's arm with his backhand, stared at Long, Long frowned in pain , but did not let go.

"Yes, it's all my fault, it's my fault, I didn't save Hongren, I killed him, I killed him!"

The boy who always smiles warmly is at a loss like a child who has lost his candy.

"It's my fault, I hurt him..."

The voice gradually took on a crying tone, and it became more and more intense. Tears filled the eyes and kept falling.Mirai looked at Mr. Saka who was also sad standing at the door, broke free from the dragon's arms, and crawled towards Mr. Saka.

The wound was not treated, and when the palm was pressed, blood gushed out continuously, almost covering the back of the hand, but Mirai couldn't feel it, and the bloody hand grabbed Mr. Saka's sleeve, looking pitiful.

Mr. Saka squatted down and gently hugged the poor child in front of him, crying even harder in the future, "I'm sorry Mr. Saka, it's my fault that I didn't save Hiroto, I'm sorry..."

"Good boy, I don't blame you, I don't blame you."

But these reassurances didn't have any effect, the future still trembled and grabbed his hair, his headache was severe, those faint ridicules were clearly recalled.

"I was wrong, it was my fault, I didn't save Hongren, I shouldn't have come to see you in his form..." Future kept choking, eyes were red, and the rain outside the door kept on slumped, as if pitying the child.

"I shouldn't use his form... I'm not qualified to use it, I can't save him, I can't use it..."

Future's cry broke everyone's heart, he shouldn't bear such pain, it's not his fault...

【You will kill them, kill everyone...】

"Killed, everyone..." Mirai suddenly stopped crying, looked blankly at the rain outside the door, and murmured inexplicable words, which were heard by Mr. Saka and Director Suisui who were closest to him.

【You should fend for yourself, you monster! 】

"Fend for itself."

【You are a monster!monster!You will kill everyone! 】

"I'm not a monster, I'm not a monster!"

Except for the future, no one else could hear the voices of these undead, but the future could hear them clearly, and his emotions became agitated again.

【You are a monster, you killed Sakahiro, you have no face to come here! 】

This sentence woke up the future, he went crazy and broke away from Mr. Kaisaka, and ran outside, but was stopped by the director of water at the door.

"Future, calm down!" Superintendent Sui Shui hugged Future's shoulder with one hand, hooped him in his arms, and grabbed Future's right hand with the other hand, then looked at Zhe Ping, Zhe Ping understood, and immediately stepped forward to treat the wound.

"Supervising Director..." Future still recognized the person in front of him, but still wanted to break free from the shackles of forcing water, "Let me fend for myself, I will kill everyone, I will kill you all!"

"Future?" Superintendent Suishui looked at the boy in front of him in surprise. He never flinched. What happened? Future had such an idea.

The last thunder struck the sky, disrupting everyone's thoughts. In the future, he pushed the director of water and ran out. No matter inside or outside the house, it was cold, and even his heart was cold. Only those calls disappeared in the vast expanse. in the rain...

"future!"

Future did not run into the rain, but ran into a side room leaning against the railing of the corridor door.

He has been here...

The familiar place in front of him made the future tremble, he reached out hesitantly, and opened the closed door.

A faint fragrance permeates the bright side room. There is nothing else in the room, only a long table is placed against the wall. In the center of the long table is an exquisite Buddhist altar. In front of the altar is a portrait.

Wearing a white cosmic uniform, the handsome young man smiled softly, his short, smooth chestnut hair was neatly attached to his ears, and he had the same face as Future.

The rain outside the house dripped on the grass along the eaves and branches, but at this moment, Future felt that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.

He leaned on the door frame and slowly approached the portrait. At this moment, even his breathing stopped suddenly, and his whole body gradually became weak. When the future reached out and was about to touch the portrait, he suddenly fell to his knees on the tatami, and through the glass of the picture frame , he saw himself, the face that was exactly the same as the portrait.

"Ugh!" The future curled up, looked at the portrait, and hugged his head in pain. Other people who came after hearing the sound stood at the door, looking at the pain of the future, but they couldn't get closer. the heart of the future.

"My child..." Mr. Saka approached the future carefully, stretched out his hand to hug the future from the side, and gently stroked the future's head with his left hand, "My child, I don't blame you, and Hiroshi won't blame you either."

Mirai let Mr. Saka hold him, crying loudly.Meanwhile, Director Sui Shui at the door led Long and Zhe Ping to a side room.

"Director, the future and..."

There are too many questions, but they don’t know what to say. Both Long and Zheping have seen the portrait of Hiroshi Sakamoto. After knowing Mirai’s identity before, they also speculated about the relationship between Mirai and Hiroshi Sakamoto. Unexpectedly, Future and Hongren actually look exactly the same.

"This starts from six years ago..." The Director of Forced Water looked at them and recalled the past six years ago, "On the way back to Earth from Mars, the Arondas encountered a super space, in order to save the other crew members , Mr. Saka’s only son, Hiroto Saka, separated from the cockpit, and the video you saw on the Arondas at that time was the image of the time of the accident.”

"But what does this have to do with the future?"

"Actually, when the Arondas died, it was the future... Mebius was on his way to Earth for the first time."

"what?"

"When the Arondas was about to be swallowed by the super space, Mebius arrived and wanted to save Hiroto Saka, but unfortunately, Mebius did not save him."

"When the future arrives on Earth, he will be in the form of Hiroto Saka. He doesn't want to make Mr. Saka sad. He wants to fulfill Hiroto's last wish on his behalf and live with Mr. Saka, but Mr. Saka refuses. Afterwards, Mr. Saka Mr. contacted me and brought the future back to GUYS."

"So, Mirai feels guilty because he didn't save Shimosaka Hiroto?"

Up to now, Long still clearly remembers that time, the future lost the calmness and sunshine of the past, and cried bitterly while holding the watch on the Arandas.

"No, I don't think so." Zhe Ping shook his head, "It's been a long time since this happened, and at that time, Future didn't have such a reaction. I feel like this time, he was stimulated by other things."

"I agree with Zhe Ping's statement." Superintendent Sui Shui frowned, "This time, the future came too suddenly, and his emotions have been out of order, and there are black marks on his hands..."

"Take him back to GUYS." The door of the conference room was opened, and Mr. Saka, who was supposed to be in the side room, walked in. "The mood in the future has stabilized a bit, so let's take him back and take a good look."

The three directors of Suishui and Mr. Saka came to the side room. Future hugged his knees, sobbing non-stop, his voice was hoarse from crying, and his eyes were red, but he was staring at Hongren's portrait.

Long sighed heavily, approached Future step by step, squatted down and hugged him vigorously, and patted Future's thin back lightly.

"In the future, let's go home."