The people around him gradually received invitations from the Grim Reaper, and they were also looking forward to the favor of the Grim Reaper. In the end, everyone around me is gone, but he is left alone, how lonely, how lonely......

Ride all the way on the back of a whale, ride the wind and waves, cross a layer of waves, and get a little closer to home.

The wound had scabbed over and I finally got home. When he swam nearshore, the whale could no longer go any further, and the whale grown, showing two rows of huge teeth, smiled at him. He floated in front of the whale and reached out to stroke its forehead, which looked shiny and smooth skin, but felt a little rough to the touch.

"Goodbye, friend, I'll play with you next time I go to sea!"

“Yeah！！” It responded to Jiang Yang's words with an unusually sharp baby voice.

Looking at it spewing a jet of water from afar, Jiang Yang felt a little reluctant. Forget it, let's go home quickly, there is still her waiting at home.

He pulled out the phone in the box and dialed her number.

Beep – Beep – Your call is temporarily unanswered......

"It's weird, she should have gotten up at this time, is it going out? It's rare for me to come back so early. He walked downstairs to the apartment and wandered anxiously.

"I had to take the stairs." In broad daylight, he can't climb the water pipe to get in, and there is no elevator in this building, so he can only take the stairs, although he usually doesn't take the stairs.

The goal is the tenth floor, although it is a bit troublesome, and I am not used to it, so let's go obediently, and occasionally meet a few neighbors, although they all look like fresh faces.

From the first floor to the tenth floor, it's not a long road. Soon he came to the door, and without the key, he politely rang his doorbell.

"Ding Dong~" When the doorbell rang, he also learned the ringing of the doorbell.

There was no response from the room, and he rang the doorbell again, his brow furrowed......

There was still no movement at all. But he smelled a pungent smell of burning from outside the door.

"My brown sugar cake?!" Unpolite, he kicked the door open, and thick black smoke came to his face.

The smoke wafted out of the kitchen, and he hurried into it. He was greeted by a pot on fire. He turned off the gas, threw the pot on the floor, scooped a few spoonfuls of water and splashed it on it.

The battle between fire and water was instantly decided, and the smoke turned into a rising burst of water vapor.

His face darkened, searching for her. There was one less bucket in the bathroom, and he hurriedly ran in the direction of the rooftop, because he knew that she would never go too far while steaming the brown sugar cake, and combined with her habits, she must have gone to the rooftop to dry her clothes.

When he went up this section of stairs, his steps were particularly heavy, and it was no big deal to go up to the tenth floor in one breath, but the distance from the top floor to the rooftop made him tired and breathless.

The moment he stepped out of the threshold of the staircase, a scene that he had never dreamed of came into view.

He slowed his pace and approached a few meters ahead. The soles of my feet still felt slimy when I stepped on the dried blood.

"Lotus?" He called out as he approached, but he could not hear a response for a long time, only the wind howling on the rooftop blowing desperately in his ears.

Walking up to the corpse, tears were falling on her. He took off his shirt and draped it over her hollow belly. Kneeling on the ground, he gently stretched out his hands, picked her up, and hugged her into his arms......

"No, you can't... Over here... Sleep... Oh, you're going to catch a cold......" he choked up and said to her.

"I'm back... I'm back early this time, so open your eyes and take a look-"

He brushed the strands of hair stuck to her face, looked at her pale face, and closed her wide eyes. Carrying her princess to the edge of the rooftop, the side facing the sea was especially bright, he looked at the sparkling sea, let the tears soak his eyes, affectionately, kissed her lips, and struggled to remove the blood that remained at the corners of his mouth.

"Ah————h

Except for yelling at Tianchang, he no longer knew how to vent his feelings at the moment. Yinghai happened to be a small garden in the backyard of the apartment, he kissed her on the lips again, and said softly:

"Hold on." As he spoke, he jumped straight forward and jumped from his ten-story apartment, waking up the tenants who were watching the sea from their windows.

Surprised, they poked their heads out of the window and looked downstairs.

No one had ever seen a meteorite falling vertically, and he couldn't feel the power and horror of gravitational acceleration with his own eyes, but he had personally experienced it, rushing up the floating air currents, allowing them to intercept and chase all the way, but no one could stop his landing. Sweeping the wind and air currents along the way, he still stood on the ground with his back straight, only bending his legs at the moment of landing to strengthen the cushion and avoid further injury to her body.

As soon as he landed, he ran swiftly in the direction of the sea.

The sky is vast, but it is out of reach, and the sea, which is as vast as the sky, is like a mother with a big heart. We are all children of the sea, and the waves are our compatriots, but they love to kiss our little feet.

Sitting on the beach, her legs stretched out where the waves could push her, she rested her head on his lap and fell asleep peacefully......

I once asked her where she wanted to go the most, and her answer was very pleasant: "Go to see the sea with you!" But he never got her simple wish granted. Now it was possible, but it was a pity that she had been asleep by herself from beginning to end, and no longer spoke, so that he could no longer hear her gentle whispers, and he could not hear the long pile of sweet words he had prepared. A thousand words, only into one sad poem:

The white waves are silent, and my heart is falling......

Alone is bitter, who in the world is fighting......

Wipe away the tears from your face with the back of your hand and crush the challenge card in your left hand. That's undoubtedly something left behind by the Japanese, just for this ......

"Nani Rantaro! Scoundrel!! Shaking off the debris in his hand, he picked her up again, "I will make you pay for it with blood!" ”

It was especially dark and cold before dawn. In the cold darkness, a shadow flickered.

After dawn, several young girls in kimonos changed and washed him. Changing into a samurai uniform, he remembered the good news that his subordinates had brought back yesterday, and smiled.

Picking up the hot tea, he leaned closer to his nose, "It's so fragrant~" He comfortably handed the cup to his mouth.

"Goo! Bang-" On the opposite side, that is, the door in front of him, was directly smashed by a few people flying in.

"Uh-ahhh

"Yashirome!" He wailed and greeted the leader.

"What's going on?!" He frowned, and asked in that tongue-curling accent.

"Huh-" Hearing the sound of a sword, a wave of sword qi came, the cup in his hand snapped in response, and the hot tea flowing from the gap in the middle scalded his hand.

"Oh, it's a person, there's a kind!" He shook off his burning hand, grabbed the knife that had been placed next to the bed in his left hand, and stepped out the door.

When I arrived at the vestibule, I realized that the men and bodyguards in the courtyard had been beaten by him, and they were all wailing in pain.

"A bunch of useless things!" He scolded helplessly.

"Hmph, wash your neck and wait! Nani Rantaro!! "The drunkard swordsman saw a figure that made him a little jealous of himself, no, it should be said that this angry guy in front of him is a demon swordsman from hell!

"I didn't expect you to come here so soon, Diaolang, you can't wait for the duel with me?!" He jokingly mocked Jiang Yang.

"You can only pretend to be garlic now." Jiang Yang swung his long sword, and the sword pressure released by the 'shark scales' filled with azure bright light directly cut through the wooden pillar next to him.

"Hehe, it seems that you are very angry, don't you have a woman, so is it necessary to be angry? According to my understanding, you have a soft spot for my big Japanese girl, you wait a minute, I'll call her out, Yoshimiko, Yoshimiko! ”

"Don't play tricks there, draw a knife, I want you to die convincingly!" As he spoke, he pointed his sword at the side of the swordsman's throat.

"Yashirome-sama, are you calling me?" Suddenly, from the inner room came the girl's voice, which was as sweet as honey, and so pleasant that it sounded like the chirping of a lark.

After a while, a girl in a kimono and a hairpin stepped out of the screen with light steps. Her appearance immediately interrupted the solemn atmosphere of the duel. The little girl next door is as well-behaved as she appears on her quiet melon seed face, dressed in pink, which contrasts with her white skin like snow, like a cherry blossom blooming in the ice and snow......