Chapter Ninety-Nine: Asaka, What's Happened (Ask for Recommendation)
"Fang Jun ......"
Asaka Akie's voice was as gentle as ever, but at this time it was a little low, as if it had lost its vitality.
"I can't sleep, I want to talk to you."
"Yes, I can't sleep either, isn't it?"
In normal times, Fang Cheng must have hung up directly, you can't sleep and you can come and disturb my sleep?
But now he has enough patience to listen to Asaka Akie's every word.
Asaka Minghui also chuckled, and then was silent for a while before saying, "I'm sorry, I don't know what to say......"
Fang Cheng also smiled: "It doesn't matter, whatever topic you want to talk about, whether it's good or bad, healthy or unhealthy, Fang Cheng, the chatter, will serve you wholeheartedly." ”
Asaka Minghui couldn't help laughing, and Fang Cheng also laughed with her.
Smiling and smiling, Asaka Minghui's voice suddenly became choked: "I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"
Fang Cheng restrained his smile and said softly, "Don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong." ”
"Thank you, Fang Jun, I always can't control my emotions like this."
Asaka Minghui tried to stop the urge to cry, with a thick nasal voice: "I have sent you today's class notes on the Internet, you remember to check, and remember to be on time in the future...... Otherwise, you will miss the knowledge points...... Remember to eat more vegetables for lunch to maintain a balanced nutrition...... Remember to dress when it's cold...... Don't always go out at night...... Very...... Very dangerous ......"
Asaka Minghui chattered, like a mother or sister, telling some daily trivial things.
But in the end, she couldn't stop crying.
Fang Cheng listened silently, and finally asked slowly, "Chaoxiang, what's going on?" ”
Asaka Minghui's voice was intermittent: "Fang Jun...... Can you ask that...... I'm happy, but...... It's too late. ”
Fang Cheng glanced up at the sky: "I don't think it's too late, it's still more than two hours before morning." ”
After being silent for a long time, Chaoxiang Minghui's voice sounded: "Fang Jun...... Can you call me sister? ”
"Yes!"
Fang Cheng said in a deep voice: "But you must come to me and tell me in person." ”
"I'm sorry...... I can't...... The distance between us, it's too far. ”
Asaka Akie's voice was unprecedentedly gentle: "Maybe I'm just an insignificant classmate to you, maybe ten years later, twenty years later, you will forget me, but for me, it's really nice to know you!" Thank you! ”
With that, the call was hung up.
Fang Cheng listened to the busy sound coming from his mobile phone and silently pressed the redial.
"I'm sorry, the phone you made is turned off!"
He looked at his phone with a blank face.
Asaka Minghui usually comes to school happily, without being restricted from freedom, and there is nothing wrong with her emotions.
Mai Sato has the attention of the police and parents here, and the bodyguards protect her, and everything is normal.
Why did the situation take such a turn for the worse all of a sudden, when the two things happened to come together?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally stopped at a few key words.
Bliss, the Day of Descent, the Holy Seed, the Two-in-One, the Dual Personality.
"Sato!"
Fang Cheng suddenly opened his mouth and asked Sato Hayato on the side, "Does your sister Mai Sato have a dual personality?" ”
Hayato Sato was taken aback, this matter was only known to his family of four, and it had never been spread out.
Facing Fang Cheng's inquiring eyes, he nodded: "Yes, my sister has a dual personality. ”
"Does she have any strange scars?"
"This ...... No. ”
Fang Cheng didn't ask again, just sighed deeply and rubbed his face with both hands, his face full of tiredness.
Since the crossing, he has been trying to keep his distance from everyone, even with his partner Rin Kanzaki, who has never had a sincere exchange.
He was afraid that because of emotional factors, he would one day fall into a dilemma and be exhausted.
The ability of the body to be resurrected, the ability to become stronger with training, also gave him a subtle sense of play.
But Asaka Minghui's suppressed cry finally completely shattered this illusion.
These people are not games, but flesh-and-blood, living people with their own emotions and their own likes and dislikes.
And his emotions, like ink dripping into clear water, have long been deeply integrated with the world, and they are no longer separated from each other.
"Classmate Fang, are you okay?"
Hayato Sato asked worriedly.
"I'm fine!"
Fang Cheng raised his head again, and the tiredness on his face had been swept away.
Instead, there was a look of fortitude and a blazing fire in his eyes.
"Sato, I have something to do first, you go back, don't run around."
"Okay, I see."
Fang Cheng admonished him, then started the car, and with the roar of the engine, he galloped away.
Hayato Sato silently watched Fang Cheng's departing back, turned around and returned home.
……
Asaka Minghui sat in the living room, slowly put down the phone, and looked ahead blankly with blank eyes, and there was no focus in his eyes.
The landlord, Grandma Matsuda, stood on the side of the sofa and reminded, "Minghui-chan, let's start after the call, it's not too early." ”
Asaka Minghui came back to her senses and slowly wiped the tears on her face with her sleeve.
She stood up and walked to the shrine in the corner of the living room to offer a stick of incense to her father and brother before entering her mother's bedroom.
Grandma Matsuda stayed outside and didn't come in, and her mother, Shizuko Asaka, was already waiting in the bedroom.
The furnishings in the bedrooms are simple or even rudimentary, with only beds and wardrobes.
On one wall, however, hung a huge painting, the only thing that could be seen was two women surrounded by countless believers.
A man clad in cloak and armor, with a giant sword in both hands, covered in flames.
One was dressed in a light gauze dress and a laurel wreath on his head, shining all over his body and smiling.
These two women are the twin gods of Elysium, the gods of wrath and mercy.
When Asaka Akie walked in, Asaka Shizuko was kneeling on the ground, clasping her hands together and praying devotionally to the painting.
Asaka Minghui stood silently aside, her eyes also falling on the painting, her gaze empty.
Mother and daughter look at the same picture, but their emotions are completely different.
After the prayer was over, Shizuko Asaka got up from the ground and picked up a slender bamboo strip two fingers wide.
She looked back at her daughter, but there was no trace of family affection in her eyes, only indifference.
Asaka Akie silently took off all the clothes on her upper body, and her naked skin was covered with twisted and ugly scars.
She straightened her clothes and set them aside, before slowly kneeling in front of the portrait.
Shizuko Asaka raised the bamboo stick in her hand and whipped it hard at her daughter's back.
Syllable!
A clear blood mark appeared on Asaka Akie's back.
She endured it with a blank face, as if she was used to this pain.
Shizuko Asaka did not stop, and continued to beat her daughter's body with bamboo sticks, and at the same time shouted in a sharp voice: "Your original sin killed your father, your original sin killed your brother, you have to atone for your sins to the Most High God!" ”
Hearing this voice, a look of pain appeared on Asuka Minghui's face, and she held her shoulders with her hands and closed her eyes silently.
Shizuko Asaka's movements became faster and faster, the curses in her mouth became sharper and sharper, and her eyes flashed with a frenzy for religion.
When she hit Asaka Minghui's head one last time, one hand suddenly lifted up and grabbed the falling bamboo stick.
Asaka Minghui took off her glasses with her other hand, stood up from the ground, and pulled the bamboo strip hard to break it.
"Yuqing!"
Shizuko Asaka saw her daughter take off her glasses and hurriedly asked, "Minghui didn't fall asleep, right?" ”
The person who controls her body now is Ye Yuqing, she glanced at her mother coldly, put on her clothes, and walked straight out of the bedroom.
In the living room outside, in addition to Grandma Matsuda, there were more than a dozen more cultists wearing black and white religious uniforms.
Seeing Ye Yuqing come out, they silently separated on both sides, making way for a way, and at the same time took out the black Bible from their bodies, opened it, and recited it in a low voice.
"Let's go......," Grandma Matsuda said, "It's the road to Elysium." ”
"No!"
Ye Yuqing sneered: "This is a road to death. ”
She tucked her glasses close to her, then strode forward to the sound of the reading, without looking back.