The sunlight flickers through the window, and the shadows of flowers sit forward on the table.
A month has passed.
Jingchuan Wu stood blankly in front of the door of the house, her slender shadow that had just recovered from a serious illness dragged on the floor of the corridor and moved slowly as time passed.
This is a small residential building. Outside the open-air balcony is a quiet street in the morning. The sun shines slantingly on the corridor and slowly reflects the girl's shadow on the door in front of her. She has stood here for a long time, listening to the familiar voice behind the door.
There were noisy voices, but he just kept standing like that, without knocking on the door tentatively or decisively leaving.
One month passed so quickly that she almost didn't know how she spent it. The only thing she knew was that a group of doctors told her that she was sick and needed a long period of treatment.
She asked the doctor if she had been kidnapped. How could she be sick? The doctor replied that she contracted a recently popular infectious disease because her immunity was weakened due to shock. This was a normal thing. The explanations and comforts from various experts made her confused.
After accepting this reality, I lay in bed in a private hospital for a full thirty days. During this period, I didn’t have any friends or family to visit. In fact, there were still some, but Mai Jingchuan didn’t know how to define that.
Is the relationship between a man and himself a "comrade-in-arms" who share weal and woe? Or a "poor man" who suffers together?
In short, after the last thrilling night of gun battle, the shadow of that man has been engraved on her for the rest of her life. Whether she likes it or not, resists it or not, he is there, and he is always there every night when she closes her eyes and has nightmares.
Only when he was by her side could Jingchuan Wu realize that what happened to her a month ago was not a dream caused by a high fever.
It's really ridiculous. He ran away from home, was picked up by a bad guy who thought he was a good guy, and went to deal with a good guy who thought he was a bad guy. In the end, everyone was put in danger. Fortunately, the police from the Metropolitan Police Department rushed to the scene and used sniper rifles.
Kill the bad guy, otherwise they both will die in that dark building.
Every time he thinks of these things, Jingchuan Wu feels that his mind is in a mess and he feels stupid, but he is very lucky. Maybe his family members also know about his affairs. If he goes back now, will they laugh at him? In this way
Otherwise, he might as well have been lying in the hospital or running away from home.
No matter how many bizarre things happened, some things would never change. She took a step back slightly, but before she could take the second step, footsteps sounded in the corridor beside her. She subconsciously turned her head to look over, and when she saw
The boy who walked up subconsciously shouted, "Muchuan?"
The boy who walked into the corridor is the younger brother of Mai Jingchuan, a younger brother who is not cute, but now his appearance is really annoying. On the contrary, it makes you feel a little pity for this unlucky guy whose face is as swollen as a pig's head.
It was also wrapped with gauze everywhere, and the colorful colors underneath almost rivaled the beauty of the garden down the corridor.
When Jingchuan Wu saw him for the first time, she didn't dare to recognize him, and she hesitated to scream. After the other person's eyes met hers, she was sure that this was her half-brother, but why did he become now?
Is this it?
"Sister? Are you back?" The younger brother greeted Jingchuan Dance Queen with a cheer.
Jingchuan Wu was stunned, looking at the boy with evasive eyes, who was a bit unable to react, because usually when the boy saw her, he would call her by her name arrogantly, and would even disrespectfully call her something that only a biological mother would do.
He called her by her nickname, "Sister", but she was at a loss and didn't know what was going on.
"Yes, I'm back. How are your parents this month?" Jingchuan Wu asked.
"We're fine." The younger brother nodded and walked to Jingchuan Wu's side, giving her a tentative look. After Jingchuan Wu tentatively stepped back half a step to make way for her, he dared to take out the key and open the door.
As the door opened, the conversation between the couple behind the door became louder. After hearing the sound of the door opening, they stopped communicating and turned to look at the door. After seeing the Jingchuan dance outside the door, the expressions on the faces of the man and woman
He paused for a moment, squeezed out a smile like a sponge squeezing water, and greeted him in surprise, "Xiao Wu, you're back."
The younger brother stood by the door and did not dare to go in first. Jingchuan Wu took half a step forward at the door and suddenly stopped. His eyes fell on the living room connected to the entrance. A small furry thing ran towards the door with a flutter. She was watching
The first moment I saw this little thing, I couldn't help but scream, "Yuanyuan?"
She no longer hesitated, crossed the threshold and walked into the door, lowered her head to hug the kitten, which although not her former partner, was enough to make her feel attached to her.
Outside the door, my brother finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jingchuan Wu walking into the house. He quietly and timidly turned his head to look at the corridor not far away. There, there was a smoking man leaning against the wall. He turned to look at him and was frightened.
He immediately lowered his head to avoid sight, and when he raised his head again, the man had disappeared, leaving only a wisp of white smoke rising in the dim corridor.
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"I thought something was going to happen to you."
At the exit of the ground floor of the residential building, the man stepped out of the shadows and stood in the sunshine, when he saw a boy sitting in the shade under a tree not far away who was traveling with his shoulders on his back and looking at him with a smile.
The man pinched out the cigarette butt with his fingers and flicked it into the trash can nearby. He squinted at the boy in the sun and said, "I thought you had left?"
"Do I look like the kind of person who leaves without saying goodbye? You are probably the only one who can do this kind of thing. You didn't even tell me when you were discharged from the hospital. It was in vain that I had to take the time to see you when I was in the dojo and the executive bureau.
"I've probably given away dozens of kilograms of fruit this month, right?" The boy lowered his head and played with a green leaf in his hand.
"Leaving today?" the man asked.
"Flight at noon." The boy tightened the travel bag on his back. It was bulging with countless Japanese souvenirs. The zipper was stretched to the point that it looked like it would burst at any time.
"I heard that you have been very busy this month. You are competing with the young master for the qualification to be exempted from all the transfers, and you are also fighting in many strongholds of the fierce ghosts, so I don't want to disturb you. I have brought you enough
It's too much trouble. If I trouble you again, I may have to commit seppuku." Okubo Ryoichi walked to the shade of the tree and stood in front of the boy and said.
"If you want to commit seppuku, remember to call me. I can also act as your introducer. I guarantee that if you cut off your head with a knife, you won't be disturbed. We are friends and don't bother you. The fact that you are not dead is the greatest comfort to me.
I don't know many people in Japan. If you die, I won't be able to find anyone to be a free tour guide the next time I come back." Lin Nian looked up at him and smiled softly.
Liang Yi didn't say anything, but just nodded to show that he understood Lin Nian's intentions. Men don't need too much heart-wrenching between men. A look and some actions can prove a lot of things.
Lin Nian turned his attention to the residential building and asked, "You are here today for follow-up matters, right? How are you handling it?"
"Everything she has to do has been done, and the rest is up to her." Ryoichi also raised his head and looked at the same place.
"It is said that an upright official cannot handle family affairs, but it is a pity that this family does not meet good and reasonable people. For some things, you have to admit that the underworld's wild ways are more effective." Lin Nian said, "Jingchuan Dance? Yes
This name, you use the connections of Team Leader Hasegawa to threaten the couple’s company and take control of their company, and then go out and beat the naughty kid in person to warn him what he can and can’t do. Do you think these methods can work?
How long will the effect last?”
"The longer the better. If one day what happened in the past happens again to someone who shouldn't have to endure it, I will go again." Liang Yi said calmly.
"Compared to me, you are the real busy person." Lin Nian sighed with emotion. After a pause, he added, "It's time to let go of some of the things in the past. Don't let yourself be too tired."
"I know." Liang Yi said, "I just want to do something. If I don't do something, I won't be very happy when I have free time."
"Everyone has their own choice. It's up to you. I won't say more." Lin Nian stood up and stretched.
"How is Shiraishi Takahiro?" Ryoichi asked suddenly. It seemed that he still hadn't forgotten the man who had tormented him so much and almost killed Kyogawa Mai. Until the end, he was never able to see him face to face.
, directly passed out in a pool of his own blood.
"I can only say that I'm not dead, but I'm close to it. The way the Sheqi family treats scum is even more scum. You know this better than me. You took off a few layers of skin and told me everything you know.
In fact, what surprised me was that he knew quite a lot of information about the Fierce Ghosts. I heard that it was because of his spiritual problem that he also sneaked into the Fierce Ghosts and stole a lot of information." Lin Nian said, "This is
The Huimenggui people have been severely wiped out by the Sheqi Eight Families, and most of the strongholds in Tokyo have been captured. Now there are only a few lingering stragglers left who will not be able to make a living in a short time."
"I would probably like to thank you for your contribution during this month." Liang nodded and said that he had heard about these things.
The devil's foreign aid from the headquarters chased the demons in Tokyo like dogs in a month. There was no big scene like the previous executive bureau dispatched dozens of vehicles and hundreds of commissioners to surround the demons.
All he had was a boy and a national treasure-level alchemy sword that was suspected to be an authentic product of the "Kiku Ichimonji no Sect". They rushed into the stronghold silently and the fierce ghosts had no time to escape. All of them had their hands cut off and their feet cut off.
, all fainted in a pool of blood.
In fact, this is not surprising. In actual combat, a hybrid can already climb to the "ninth level" in an instant. Reaching a level that no one has ever reached is enough to scare anyone or hybrids.
The 'S' class of this department has already become famous even among the fierce ghosts. Many people turned around and ran away when they heard Lin Nian's name. They did not dare to take the dangerous medicine to refine the bloodline. Because facts have proved that
Anyone who dares to drink that thing in front of that boy will swallow the potion one second, and the next second there will be blood lines on his neck and fall to the ground, and he will die without any dignity or resistance.
But it is also a pity that in the month that Lin Nian abused the fierce ghosts, no matter how excessive and ruthless he did, the leaders he wanted to wait for did not appear, whether it was the king who was too weird to kill or the general who was too weird to kill.
Ruri Kazama was so strong that he could not be killed. After he came to Japan this time, these two people seemed to have disappeared from the world. They did not have any direct or indirect contact with him, as if they were deliberately avoiding him.
Lin Nian couldn't find them, let alone Liang Yi. Although this man's desire for revenge had not been extinguished and was still burning, but after the strongholds of the fierce ghosts were destroyed one by one, his mood gradually calmed down.
I no longer rush out of the hospital and immediately return to the bureau to take on tasks like I did before.
"Your young master also gave me an ID card from the Executive Directorate before I left. It seems to directly represent that I am a member of the Eight Sheqi Clan and an elite-level operator. I don't think I will need a visa to come to Japan in the future.
I applied, and no one stopped me when I entered the country directly with this card, which is very convenient for me to travel in the future." Lin Nian turned his hands and held a card with a metallic texture and dark gold patterns between his fingers like magic.
"They also said that based on my achievements this month, I can probably find a tattoo artist to get a 'Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin' flower back tattoo."
"There is no 'Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin' in my tattoos," Ryoichi said.
"If you take it seriously, you will lose." Lin Nian rolled his eyes at him, his eyes fell on the red ghost under the man's collar and said, "Anyway, I refused the tattoo suggestion, or my sister refused it for me, what about your young master?
Bian doesn’t seem to approve of my tattoo, so I’m not too interested.”
"Your sister? I seem to have heard that she also came to Japan with you. Where is she now? Is it okay if she doesn't move with you?" Ryoichi asked subconsciously.
"She is very safe. She is at the airport with the head of the Sugi family and the young master of the Yuan family. Your young master promised me that she will not have any problems in Japan. I am quite willing to believe his words."
"Then where are you going next?"
"Havana? Afghanistan? Whatever." Lin Nian walked out of the shade, turned his back to Liang Yi and walked towards the distance. He waved his hand without looking back. After saying hello and seeing each other for the last time, it was time to catch that trip.
Parting plane.
After picking up a few worthless scrolls, he spent too much time in Japan, so his schedule would be a bit rushed. Besides, in a place like Afghanistan, it felt like there was nothing more than playing with unreliable earthen weapons.
There are no other customs and customs to travel to. Perhaps the most interesting activity there is to make your own AK47 and Molotov cocktails and engage in vigorous street battles with anti-government elements?
In fact, what Lin Nian knew most clearly was that neither Havana nor Afghanistan was his real destination. The real place that summoned him was another place on the other side of the ocean. As time went by, he gradually had a premonition.
, as if something was calling him from afar, every morning when the sky was like fire.
"Don't try too hard. I hope I can see you alive next time I have the opportunity to come to Japan." In the distance, Lin Nian shouted the last words.
Ryoichi stood there for a while with his hands in his pockets, watching the boy's back being submerged in the light, but then he suddenly froze for a moment. His eyes were slightly squinted due to the sunlight, and he suddenly felt that his vision was a little blurred and he saw something inexplicably.
Under the sun, a bouncing golden figure appeared next to the boy, spinning happily around the boy?
He took his hand out of his pocket and raised it, about to shout something, but in the next moment, he suddenly couldn't find the shadow in his sight. The golden image melted into the light, or maybe it was not there at all.
It's like a mirage.
He stared blankly for a while, then finally withdrew his gaze and put his hands into his pockets again. Thinking that he had seen it wrong, he turned around and walked out of the shade of the tree to leave.
At the end, he accidentally looked up to the heights of the residential building, where he saw a girl holding a kitten waving to him on the edge of the corridor. He looked up at her and said nothing, just gently.
Nodding, he turned around and disappeared into the early summer sunshine alone.