Curtain 14 If you open your mouth and hold on
Is that really good?
Before Yutong Shiai was dragged by the girl and ran up, she had been thinking about a problem. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Is it really good to make girls happy like this?
It's true that I really want to take care of her, but this is to care for her as a substitute for her sister. She would have made that request, the one that would bury her in the coffin of the Chewers along with the nine Gospels before her.
In that case, the care she does as an older sister is reasonable, and she will want to reunite with her sisters even more after accepting it.
But if you care about her as Yutong Shiai, it will only make her feel attached to life. In this case, it may indeed make her give up her desire to die. But that would be too cruel. How to choose, live or die, this is her own right.
To be alive means to carry the shackles of death, but to be able to redeem the dead.
Being pulled by the girl's face, Yutong Shiai can look at the dark silver eyes of the other party that are gradually becoming lighter. Or rather, the expression that was so soft that it was about to melt. If it's to make up for the other party's sister's things and care for the girl, Yutong Shiai is willing. But if you talk about the identity of Yutong Shiai, it's really hard to express the feeling in your heart.
How to respond to the other party now.
He looked into Egria's eyes, and in the middle of those dark silver eyes were black pupils, like a pitch-black abyss. Her long, silver hair that had fallen loose made her look like a forest elf.
How can this mood be expressed?
Yutong Shiai and Igolia looked at each other like this, in this square, in the song of the warbler Yanyan.
The boy's black eyes were like a thick ink, and the girl couldn't read anything from them. And the girl's silver eyes were like a piece of metal, with obvious steadfastness.
The meeting suddenly became a stalemate.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes. As time passed, Yutong Shiai couldn't say anything.
"Eh, isn't this Mr. Yutong?"
The sudden voice broke the stalemate between the two people, and Yutong Shiai let out a soft cry like a pardon.
The person who came was Furukawa Shinichi, a disciple of Taigongwang, and he seemed to have discovered that the atmosphere of these two people was wrong after greeting.
"Uh...... That one...... Mr. Yutong still has ...... Miss Egria? ā
A drop of cold sweat ran down his face.
"Hmph."
Egolia looked at Furukawa Shinichi with some resentment.
"Furukawa, what are you doing here?"
What are you doing, of course, to ask cute girls to dance the folk dance.
However, he couldn't say this in a dignified manner, and Furukawa Shinichi had to smile bitterly and perfunctory.
"I also like temple fairs, so I'll take a look here in the square."
"Hmm......"
Egolia glanced at Yutong Juai, and then at Shinichi Furukawa.
"Furukawa, what do you think of me?"
"Huh? What, what's how? ā
Smelling the discord in the air, Furukawa shivered.
Shinichi Furukawa had already begun to regret coming over to talk to him, and he would rather go and play a game of demon slaying with the group of children if he could.
Egolia smiled slightly, measured her body slightly, and crossed her waist, showing her curves.
"I mean, if a girl like me were single at a temple fair, would you want to ask me to dance with you?"
"Poof!"
Shinichi Furukawa showed an expression of surprise and disgust, and he looked fiercely at Yutong Juai.
"Ahhhh I'm going to call the FFF regiment! ā
"What and what!"
Yutong Shiai finally couldn't help but complain.
"This is clearly to make me angry! Mr. Yutong, when did you make a move! And the cliff of the girl who said this line is already a favorability that can be knocked down! ā
Furukawa Shinichi's face was filled with grief and indignation, his fists clenched, and tears rained down.
"Ahh
As he spoke, he ran away with his head in his hands, shedding crystal tears along the way.
āā¦ā¦ā
Egolia snorted as she looked in the direction the boy had disappeared into the crowd.
"Men are so lustful, and they have no lustful hearts."
Then she turned her head and glanced at Yutong Shiai.
"Some don't even have a color center."
Yutong Shiai had to smile bitterly.
He looked up at the clear night sky and the bright moon.
"Let's get out of the village and take a walk."
He thought for a moment and said to Egria.
"Hmm......"
The girl looked down and thought about it for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay. It's not bad that only me and Shiai are two. ā
So the two of them left the village, away from the lively crowd.
After leaving the village gate, the color of the world seems to change at once, and the bright lights that used to be warm and bright are far away from them, and they are replaced by a night scene like a pot of cold water poured on it. Although there is no bustle and joy in the market, the ears are also quiet because they are far away from the hustle and bustle.
Even if it was no longer the eternal night of last night, the celestial bodies hanging high in the sky were still as bright as a street lamp, gilding the dim moonlight in those places where there were no lights inside and outside the world. The blades of grass on the plains shimmered in the moonlight, undulating in the howling wind. The summer insects murmur like a nocturne in the middle of the night.
Yutong Shiai glanced sideways at the girl walking beside her.
Her long, silky silver hair was draped over her shoulders, a little less soft and a little more cold than her white yukata. Her silver hair itself is like a soul demon dream, with a bit of samurai determination, with a metallic cold color.
As if sensing the boy's gaze, the girl turned her head and smiled in response.
"Is it pretty?"
"It's not because it's good-looking."
Yutong Shiai looked away as if nothing happened.
"Compare that to tonight, probably you'll make that request to me tonight."
"yes, I would love to die with my sisters. You know, this might be my last chance to be with them. ā
The girl stroked her hair and the yukata she wore slightly. She lowered her head, her fair skin glowing in the moonlight as if it would glow with a silver-white flame in the next second.
āā¦ā¦ Yes. I'm sorry, Ico. ā
All Yutong Shiai can do is apologize.
What else is there? For a girl, it was a great thing to be able to send her to her sisters. The happiness that a girl pursues is exactly such a thing.
But.
"Come, Ten Loves."
The girl stretched out her hand, which was so white that her eyes were hot, that she reached out to Yutong Shiai, with a smile on her face.
"Let's hold hands."
Why?
"Why?"
Yutong Shiai frowned, stopped, and looked at the girl's hand.
"Why do you like me. Even if you want to make Yutong Ten Love and Chewer count them separately, there's no reason, right? ā
The girl's hand hung in the air like this, as if it was a broken bridge, with a little sadness.
"That's right."
Her voice fell.
Egolia lowered her gaze, and her long bangs divided her eyes into countless slender vertical strips, so that Yutong Shiai could not see what was hidden inside.
Her arms hung in the air, and her plain white palms opened towards Yutong Shiai, as if she was expecting something to be put on it.
"Don't you believe what I said."
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that I don't understand ......"
Yutong Shiai felt heavy in his heart, but he didn't know how to express his feelings. He stroked his chest.
"I don't understand human feelings yet."
"What are you talking about?"
The girl lowered her head and withdrew her pitiful-looking hand, her voice a little dull.
"Emotions are such a thing that human beings themselves don't understand. No one will understand, and they won't want to really understand. Even if you want to understand it for the rest of your life, you will definitely not understand it. Whether it's a human or a youkai, I think it must be like this. ā
Then she jerked her head up, and her dark silver eyes reflected the moonlight, as bright as the moonlight, as if it was about to burn, as if it was about to burst out, with a moon-white scorching fire.
Even because of the stimulation of this light, her tears flowed together.
"I don't know! Ten love, why do you ask like that! I just like what's going on! I just hate what! Is there anything wrong with that! Why, how can you keep such an expression all the time! I like you! Can't you just put on a smile? If not, reject me! ā
She took a hard step forward, then grabbed the boy's placket with both hands, and then she shouted hoarsely.
"What is that? Sister? You took Yakumo's dream as a substitute for your life, and now you want to be a substitute for my sister?! What is that, what is that!! What I like is you, it's you, Yutong ten love!! How do you have to torture me to understand!! ā
Yutong Shiai's face was completely unexpected. He looked at the girl clutching the hem of his clothes.
The girl's bangs were messed up because she was grabbing her clothes hard, but the burning eyes with tears were staring at herself, like the sharpest knife, piercing the soul of Yutong Shiai. The girl's blood rushed to her face as she roared with excitement, and she gasped as if she had experienced a life-and-death struggle.
The two were silent like this for two seconds, and then she slowly let go of the young man's clothes, gasped, took two steps back, and turned away, not letting Yutong Shiai see her expression again.
The night in the world is unexpectedly quiet, so quiet that you can only hear the music of the folk dance and the sound of insects in the ears. The moonlight did not regain its original whiteness, but made people feel a miserable white like white bones, cruelly poured on the body of the girl who had her back to the boy.
Yutong Shiai's heart is even heavier and terrifying, as if someone has piled up hundreds of stones on it. This heaviness not only gave him a more oppressive feeling, but also gave him a sense of restraint that he couldn't move. He didn't want the girl to show that tearful roar, that expression was painful even to look at, but it was obvious that this pain was brought to the girl by him, Yutong Shiai.
What to do.
The stubborn girl just turned her back to the boy, but Yutong Shiai knew that her tears were still flowing. Everything she had just reprimanded, everything was like the sharpest knife that cut open her heart. Her concern for the girl was indeed to make up for her sister's share, but the girl's heart felt all this unexpectedly.
It's obviously a guy with thick lines, but it's so sensitive, sensitive that it will tremble and cry when it is touched lightly, but he doesn't want people to see his tears.
"Now, ten loves."
The girl's voice was a little dumb, perhaps because the venting just now had put a lot of burden on her throat. She didn't look back, but stood there, her head down and wiping her tears.
"Alice told me oh, ten love ideas. To be honest, I think the ten hobbies are too much, and I don't want anything other than Yakumo-sama's sword? ā
Yutong Shiai was a little surprised that the blonde humanoid made a leak, but now was not the time to settle accounts with Alice, he restrained the inexplicable heaviness in his heart, and tried his best to let himself look at Egria. And Egolia continued to sob.
"It's too much, it's too much, it's too much. You have nothing but Murasaki Yakumo, but now you have Gensokyo. But I really have nothing but you......"
As soon as she turned around, her tearful eyes looked at the silent boy, and the mood in her eyes gradually stabilized. She took a deep breath, and then, with tears in her eyes, looked at the boy once again.
"Tomorrow morning, I want to be eaten by you. However, if you want to keep me, if you open your mouth, I will live. ā
Yutong Shiai looked at her with some surprise.
"Echo, what did you say?"
When the girl heard the young man's words, she was no longer annoyed, but smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Hahaha, it seems that my Japanese is not very good. It doesn't matter, if you want to hear it, I'll repeat it. I mean, if you ask me to keep me, if you want me to stay with you, then I'm willing to stay even if I keep my sisters waiting for decades. ā
She turned her whole body around and faced the boy, with a kind of determination and firmness on her face that Yutong Shiai had never seen before-that it was the firmness that made Yutong Shiai's heart palpitate.
"As long as you open your mouth to stay, as long as you want me to stay by your side."
The black eyes and the silver eyes looked at each other again for a long time under this cold and quiet night, under the moonlight that was so white that it made people panic.
Yutong Shiai looked at her, and suddenly there was a flow of air in her heart.
It was as if it were going to break away all the heavy stones that were pressing on my heart, as if it were going to turn everything upside down. It burst out of its heart out of nowhere, and slammed against the stone barrier.
His heart wailed at the stirring of stones and air, and he frowned as he felt the pain, overwhelmed and looked into the girl's eyes.
For him, Egolia is the person who has the most to do with him after Yakumo. Yakumo Murasaki shaped him, but it was Egria who opened him. If he could, he wouldn't want to hurt the other person. But so what, nothing in the past will change because of what he thinks.
But he didn't have that kind of thought for the girl.
He knew that his affection for the girl was not the same as that of the girl's love. It's more like family. However, this affection could not make him open his mouth for the girl to stay. The girl has a real family waiting for her, and every second she lives in this world, Egria, as a gospel, is tormented by a memory from her sisters.
The current in his heart suddenly became wild as he thought of this, blowing the stones that had accumulated on his heart to the ground.
He lifted his eyes, and in the midst of them, like the night sky, were silver stars that began to shine.
It's time to face it head-on.
"Egria."
He looked at the girl he had hurt and was waiting for an answer, and spoke slowly.
At the same time, the first fireworks rose from the earth and burst into the sky. Colored light instead of moonlight shone on the boys and girls like a rainbow, and the sound of explosions spread through the air. The boy's lips opened and closed, telling his will. The girl, on the other hand, was waiting for her, and a trace of brilliance flowed in her beautifully reflected dark silver eyes.
They stood under the summer night sky, under the light of fireworks, so that one man spoke, and the other listened. Colorful fireworks dyed the white clothes of the two of them in different colors, and the fireworks and butterflies blooming on the girl's body seemed to be flying in the warm words of the young man.
ps: I didn't pay attention to find that this chapter has nearly 5,000 words...... I really want to cut it into two hairs 2333.
My brain is still a little confused, but this one is fortunately a saved manuscript. In this way, the progress will be caught up. Thank you for your understanding and support.
Hawkers, this plot is almost over, my torch is already unbearable.
Che-chan touched his head.