The shining Shoko Toyokawa

Xiangzi is pessimistic about this.

But that's fine.

Xiangzi felt that this was better than returning to a false peaceful life, where he might one day die in battle or even be assassinated.

Because the withered "flowers" also had life, and because she doesn't want to regard the withering of "flowers" as an ordinary and natural thing.

So, it doesn't matter who Chu Hua is to her.

Because, those who never planned to leave the battlefield could not create a future with her.

So, these are just acting——

"Don't talk about disgusting women. Isn't Chuhua very cute?"

Xiangzi put his face close to Chuhua's and said, "If Chuhua is a disgusting person, then what am I, your childhood sweetheart and best friend?"

"That's right, these are just acting," Xiangzi smiled a smile as pure and sad as the moonlight.

Slowly embraced her thin body,

Unable to break free, Chu Hua ultimately failed to break free from Xiangzi's embrace.

It seems that everything in life is no longer important.

This embrace was so warm and wonderful that she even felt that she was born for this moment.

To hug her.

Even though she knew that the person holding her was not Xiangzi,

But, she really couldn't tell...

"Xiao Xiang...Xiao Xiang! Xia Ya..."

She mumbled the two names, her upper and lower eyelids fighting each other, but ultimately she was defeated. Tired like the waves of the ocean, she fell asleep in Xiangzi's arms.

Because of the close distance, Xiangzi could clearly see the long eyelashes of his former idol.

Crystal drops of night hung between his eyelashes, reflecting the setting sun coming in from the door, twinkling. For a moment, Xiangzi even thought that the entire starry sky was eager to jump out in the daytime.

"Put her on my bed, Lixi. Please go to Mr. Korvich and explain the situation. Ask him to find a doctor."

Xia Ya's voice was soft, like a mother who was afraid of waking her daughter.

Lixi wanted to protest, but she was more familiar with the situation here.

So, he had to leave the ward with a gloomy face.

"Miss Isabella, very gentle,"

Hailing's voice was also very soft, a bit like the breeze blowing through the alley.

"Does she... do this often?"

Xia Ya, supported by Su Shi, leaned on another bed in the ward for accompanying and resting.

"I'm not like this usually." Hailing mistakenly thought that Xia Ya regarded Chu Hua as trouble, so she hurriedly explained, "I didn't get enough rest recently, and I read... some information, so..."

Hai Ling really had no talent for defending her eldest daughter, so she could only bow and say, "I'm very sorry, Miss Isabella, for causing you trouble."

"Xiao Xiang! No, it's not like that!"

Chu Hua suddenly screamed, her eyes were tightly closed, her brows were furrowed, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

It seems that she is having a nightmare again...

Hailing felt powerless. Although Xia Ya was here, how could anyone interfere with a dream?

"Chuhua," just as she was thinking this, Xia Ya spoke, her voice soft and gentle, intoxicating. "It's so beautiful here. Can you take me around?"

Under the astonished gazes of Su Shi and Hai Ling, Chu Hua's eyebrows actually relaxed and his breathing frequency returned to normal.

"Xia Ya's" words have such magical power,

Even after a while, the former idol lady smiled. I don’t know what she dreamed about, but her smile was so silly...

"Why would an idiot like this do those things? Is it just because she's an idiot?"

"Yes, Sushi," Xia nodded in her heart, "We are all like idiots..."

The doctor came soon. She and two nurses examined the patient for a while and initially concluded that the patient was suffering from lack of sleep, neurasthenia, and some malnutrition.

"We'll come back and see her when she wakes up. What she needs most now is a good rest." - After leaving these words, the psychiatrist left.

Li Xi was more worried about Xia Ya's condition than that woman, so he immediately called Xia Ya's attending physician. By the time the "talk therapy" was over, it was already dark.

"Miss Isabella, I have a favor to ask of you."

Hailing hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to speak. Perhaps she saw that Lixi was out foraging again.

Su Shi leaned against the wall beside the door and did not intervene in the conversation between the two.

Although she is protected by security personnel, for her as a MS pilot, the safest place is still in the cockpit of the Gundam.

"..." Xia Ya wanted to suggest that Hai Ling just call her by her name.

But calling a dangerous person like her by their first name might get you into trouble. This wasn't her fault, but because of the experience of Aiyin Sushi and the others.

So, she just nodded and motioned for Hailing to continue.

"Please, Miss Isabella, can you help me persuade the young lady? I don't want her to suffer any more."

Can or cannot, sometimes it is very simple, but for Xia Ya, it is very difficult.

She couldn't leave Chuhua alone, but she couldn't give her an ordinary and natural life.

"In the UK, women can also marry each other."

"Eh?"*2

Hearing Xia Ya's words, not only Su Shi was not calm, but even Hai Ling widened her eyes, "Do you want to marry the eldest lady?"

"Hmm..." Xia Ya stroked her chin, as if she was really considering whether to marry Chu Hua. "Chu Hua is very beautiful and a very kind person. It would be a happy thing to marry her."

Hailing, who was a straightforward person, almost smiled like an aunt when she heard her say that.

In this world, perhaps, the only person who can heal his eldest daughter is the girl in front of him.

Even if they don't get married, but just date, maybe they can persuade their daughter to stay away from dangerous things...

But when Su Shi heard this sentence, she knew that Xia Ya couldn't possibly say that she would marry Chu Hua now.

"But I'm not someone who can have such luck, Miss Hachiman. Have you ever seen a pit where hundreds of people are buried?"

The air suddenly became extremely heavy

"I've seen it happen. Sometimes the people lying in the pit are people I know.

Sometimes, I even wonder: Is it really okay for me to be happy alone?

That’s probably how it feels.

So, I can't save Chuhua,

What can save her is true love and happiness, and these are things I cannot give to anyone else.

The more Chu Hua comes into contact with me, the more painful it will be..."

Xia Ya turned her head to look at Chu Hua's peaceful sleeping face and apologized softly: "Sorry, Chu Hua..."

"Don't say such... sad things."

Su Shi was unable to say such willful words to Xia Ya,

She recalled the first time she met Xia Ya in the park in Armenia.

This blonde girl had no bulletproof vest and only a picked-up pistol in her hand, but even so, she dared to fire at the enemy who was armed to the teeth.

On the plane to Sydney, she dared to charge at a group of armed terrorists with only a book in hand.

She was like Don Quixote rushing towards the windmill, as if death was not a painful thing for her, but a relief, or something that had to be done.

As a person who once tried to commit suicide, Su Shi felt that he had no right to say anything healthy, sunny and positive to Xia Ya.

but if,

If it's the pink-haired girl,

She will definitely...

"Xia Ya-san, I'm here to see you!"

The door suddenly opened, and Su Shi looked at the girl with the gun pointed at her.

That girl had no sense at all. This was the hospital's self-awareness. She was the kind of family member who made people's fists hard.

Seeing Su Shi's gun, he was even more frightened.

"Oh, that's too much! I worked so hard to clean up the mess, and Soyo pointed a gun at me! I'm going to cry, I'm going to cry for you to see!"

If it was normal, Su Shi would never give her a good face in this situation.

But now, at this moment when the world feels powerless...

"You, be quiet and go take care of Xia Ya."

At this point in time, Su Shi still couldn't smile at her.

Because naughty children should be educated well.

But the pink-haired girl looked at the triangular Chuhua lying on the bed, looking startled. Su Shi couldn't suppress the raised corner of his mouth for a moment.

“Perhaps, Aine can really bring Char back…”

Chapter 109: Please, give this bouquet of flowers to Xia Ya

"hey-hey,"

Aiyin laughed heartlessly, as if she was just playing with her friends after school.

It was as if, from beginning to end, he had never set foot on the battlefield.

"Xia Ya-san, here, this is for you."

The pink-haired girl carefully took something out of the paper bag she was carrying.

It was a bouquet of wild flowers of various colors.

Perhaps because they were picked too long ago, these flowers have become a little wilted.

"This is?"

Xia Ya gently took the flower, placed it farther away from her head, and looked at it carefully.

The weight of the bouquet is very light, and the gaps are obvious. Unlike electronic devices such as pagers, walkie-talkies, and mobile phones, they cannot be loaded with high-energy explosives.

But it is possible to inject liquid explosives such as nitroglycerin or highly toxic substances into the flowers to kill people.

Seeing her alert look, the smile on Aine's face disappeared for a moment.

She didn't feel offended or distrusted.

She just felt... a little sad.

It's sad that the blonde girl in front of me, when she received a bouquet of flowers, her first reaction was to eliminate potential risks.

"Some children asked me to give this to you," Aine cleared her throat and imitated the child's tone, speaking in her barely fluent English, "Please, please give this bouquet to Sister Xia. Thank you for saving us."

Xia Ya's mood was complicated. She should have been happy.

If not for the purple flower in the center of the bouquet...

This is a kind of flower that blooms in abundance in a land without government or ruled by warlords.

Aiyin, who grew up in a peaceful country, didn't recognize it. To the children who gave her flowers, it was just a common flower.

So, it came into Xia Ya's hands...

This purple flower, due to lack of water, is as wilted as other wild flowers, and its scent is not strong.

The 'energy' is much greater than ordinary people can imagine.

The East India Company used it to seize silver from Eastern countries to make up for the huge trade deficit.

Warlords of all sizes in the Golden Triangle loyally surrounded it, absorbing the wealth of distant countries.

In order to bring down the superpower, the CIA taught the Afghans to grow them in exchange for a steady supply of arms.