Being held by the hand...... It's an amazing thing.

Especially being held by a very beautiful woman.

Ihime's hands are very soft, much softer than the hands of Kenya's hands. Kenya, who didn't know the fact that Iki was actually stronger than him, imagined the identity of this woman in his mind, and fantasized about her story.

I don't know why, the moment I saw the woman's face, I was in a state of mind like a lake, and it was like being thrown into a pebble.

There are a lot of stones, a lot, a lot.

This wonderful and unique feeling made Jian Ya subconsciously ignore some very important things, such as why he escaped death, why was she his maid, and what was the dream?

There are still some fluttering and uncontrollable feelings in the body, but unexpectedly, my state of mind is no longer empty.

For the first time in his life, he was carried by someone else, and he closed his eyes and leaned on Yiji's shoulder, and a faint fragrance came from his lilac hair.

Bayi Yonglin followed behind the two of them like a leisurely walk, with a pair of eyes as bright as a lake, always paying attention to Jian Zai's expression.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and she sighed secretly, thinking that if that person was still alive, seeing this scene, I am afraid that she would even have the heart to eat Jian Ya alive.

It's just that there are more people besides that person who don't want to see these two meet...... Especially the one who will be visited later, Bayi Yonglin can't laugh at all.

……

……

"You're still laughing. 」

After being helped to sit on the recliner by Mianyue Yiji, the first thing the patient faced was the angry rebuke of the family.

The recovery ability of the Penglai people is vividly exerted here, and not long after the bones are fixed, Fujiwara Meihong's injuries have almost recovered.

If you leave it alone, in fact, it will be almost this time period of recovery, but it will consume more physical or mental energy.

Being able to reprimand yourself means that you are almost recovered......

His control over his body was still weak, weaker than ever, and Kenya couldn't do anything but barely shake his fingers and move his mouth.

「…… Are you listening to me?"

"Well...... No. 」

"Huh?"

Fujiwara raised her eyebrows, rubbing her index finger and middle finger restlessly a few times, she hadn't smoked for several hours because of the restrictions of the hospital and Huiyin.

The cigarette in her pocket stimulated her nerves, and the feeling of being close at hand but unable to move made her extremely annoyed.

Huiyin always looked at Jian Ya with a smile, but the worry in her eyes still did not decrease.

It's more of a puzzle.

She looked at Jian Ya who was sitting, then at Yi Ji who was standing on the side, and finally spoke.

"Why does Miss Mianyue keep holding Kenya's hand?"

"Uh......?"

As soon as these words came out, even Fujiwara Meihong, who was about to continue to be angry, closed her mouth and looked at the hands of the two......

Mianyue Yiji was still holding Jian Ya's hand, deadly, firmly, and never let go.

If it is a lover, it should be more gentle and loving to hold hands. But Mianyue Yiji is not, she just puts her hand on the palm of Jian Ya's hand, and then clasps it.

If the palm of the hand is close to the palm of the hand, buckle it.

Kenya glanced up at Mizuki Yihime, and his heart was also full of doubts.

Although he is not feudal to that extent, he also has to think about the other party. At first, it can be explained as taking care of one's weak body and preventing oneself from being injured a second time.

But there is something inexplicable about holding it like this after lying down in the chair.

Kenya is sure that the other party is not the kind of person who would play tricks on him with such things, and for many unexplained reasons, Kenya does have a kind of trust and trust in Yiji at first sight.

Turning his head to look at Yiji, he still saw that beautiful face, smiling lightly.

The sound of gurgling wheels came, and following the sound, it was Bayi Yonglin who came over, and behind her was Reisen pushing the blackboard.

Everyone present was standing, and only Kenya was lying on a chair, so he was the only one who could see the fact that Reizen's eyes were red.

What was she afraid of.

Although he had a lot of doubts, he couldn't say it, because Bayi Yonglin's words instantly opened up the facts he didn't want to face.

Bayi Yonglin pointed to the schematic diagram of the human body on the blackboard, looked at Jian Ya and said.

"You're dead. 」

……

……

Every time Kenya fights, he is on the edge of life and death, and every time he gets a big gain between life and death. And seriously, he is also enjoying the great terror between the sword and the sword.

But the injuries he had suffered from the battle with the Nine Sky Smoke were too severe, and the flying sword that pierced through his heart was beyond his comprehension.

So in the second month of coming to Gensokyo, he finally had to start officially facing the problem that he was dead.

Now, if you look carefully at the schematic diagram of the human body on the blackboard, you can find that it is actually a physical report form of Jianya.

Next to the chart, there is also a long and dense string of numbers and text.

Fujiwara Meihong and Kamishirasawa Keine didn't understand the meaning of the numbers and words, but they could read the pictures.

The bones of the joints in all parts of the body have been hit to varying degrees, and there is bleeding in all internal organs.

What's more, on that map, the location belonging to the heart is marked as empty......

Kenya exhaled, and he could indeed feel his heartbeat, so he slightly tilted his head to look at the nearby Yayi Yonglin, laughed weakly, and said, "It seems that I haven't died deep enough. 」

"I'm not kidding, you're dead, and even now you can't be said to be alive. 」

Bayi Yonglin pointed to the blackboard and said.

"If you replace all these illnesses with words, two blackboards won't be enough. I can tell you responsibly that even I can't bring you back to life. 」

"If the people of Penglai are understood as the ultimate of life, then the undead are the ultimate of death, and your situation is somewhere in between. 」

"It is neither life nor death, but at the same time it is life and death, and the reason why you can stay in this world is inextricably linked to my disciple. 」

"It's not enough for a guy with a tendon in his head. 」

She looked at Mianyue Yiji and said.

"Let him experience it, Ichi. 」

"Sir, I'm letting go. 」

Jian Zai, who was still immersed in Yonglin's words and didn't understand it thoroughly, suddenly heard such a sentence in his ears.

Then Mizuki Yiji's hand left Kenya's palm at a slow speed and a slight distance, and then held it again.

The moment they let go of their hands, Fujiwara Meihong and Kamishirasawa Keine could clearly feel Kenya's breathing stop.

But only Kenya understood that in that moment, his world was gray and silent.

Not to breathe, even the heart stopped.

Then there was a burst of warmth in the palm of the hand, and at the same time, I don't know when, there was an extra handkerchief on the forehead.

"Is it okay, sir?"

Mianyue Yiji wiped the sweat from his forehead for Kenya with a handkerchief, caressing his tight cheeks.

But Jian Ya didn't feel embarrassed by the other party's extreme proximity, he just looked at the white hair at the corner of the other party's eyebrows seriously, if it wasn't for a close look, it would be impossible to realize it.

There was another gray hair in the gray hair, and it turned from purple to white under his gaze.

Mianyue Yiji still wiped his sweat indifferently, as if she didn't realize the other party's blazing gaze at all.

Outside the window, the morning sun is getting fuller, and spring is gradually rising.