Without understanding what the old man meant, Luo Hanya lost consciousness in the chill, opened his eyes again and got out of the taxi, for some reason he didn't seem to be chased by the taxi driver. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Muramasa-kun, you're here." Seeing Luo Hanya's arrival from afar, a middle-aged man dressed in a neat old-fashioned suit, with a rich face and strong limbs, strode over, as if he had found something, and asked suspiciously: "Mura Zhengjun, why didn't you bring your little angel?" Isn't she at home today on vacation? Usually you two don't leave each other. ”

"Huh?" Luo Hanya hesitated and made up a reason at random, "She is sick today, so I will put her at home to recuperate." ”

"Huh? I feel that Mura Masajun is in a trance today, and he won't find an excuse. If your little angel is sick, why will you still come? You've repeatedly used the little angel's illness as an excuse to push back the invitations of our old friends. Hirata laughed, pinched his waist with both hands, and looked playfully at Luo Hanya, who seemed to be mentally depressed.

"Uh...... ...... Hirata This ......" Luo Hanya still seemed to want to defend himself, but Hirata didn't give him a chance to defend himself, but patted Luo Hanya on the shoulder with his powerful palm, not caring about the lame lie that Luo Hanya had just said.

"Muramasa-kun, I'm glad you came, let's enjoy this unforgettable vacation!" Hirata happily welcomed Luo Hanya in.

Luo Hanya moved the position that was photographed by Hirata just now, and said secretly in her heart: "Huh? How? It seems that the shoulder has no sensation? Why didn't Hirata feel anything when he patted me on the shoulder? The doubts in Luo Hanya's heart had not yet been solved, and the familiar darkness struck again, and everything in front of her changed again......

"Masasa Mura! Masasa Mura! Luo Hanya opened her eyes and found that she was lying on a small bed, the narrow space, the dim light, all reminded Luo Hanya that this was a simple small room. And the voice just now came from beside him, and suddenly Luo Hanya saw that her body shook a few times, and it turned out that she was being shaken by a strong man, this strong man had a bright bulb head, and the muscles of his whole body continued to tremble with the shaking of his hands.

"You...... Who are you? Luo Hanya looked at the strong man in front of him with a confused expression, not knowing why he shook himself, where was this place, and who was the person in front of him. The only thing that is certain is that the journey should have begun now, and the strong man does not seem to have any ill will towards Muramasa.

"Muramasa-kun, didn't you lose your memory because you fell just now?" The bald man looked at Luo Hanya, who didn't seem to know anything in front of him, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"I don't know, I feel like I've forgotten a lot of things...... Luo Hanya's eyes flickered, and she immediately came up with a set of excuses, pretending to hold her forehead and cry out in pain: "My head hurts so much, where is this?" Who are you? Why am I here? In order to be more realistic, Luo Hanya screamed and began to roll on the ground with her head in her hands, as if she was in great pain.

There was a hint of pity in the bald man's eyes, he held down Luo Hanya, and said loudly: "You are Muramasa-kun, I am your friend Watanabe Nishizawa, now we are both in the car, and it will take a while to reach the destination of this vacation." Masasa Mura, do you remember? If you really can't remember, let's sleep here for a while......"

"I'm ......" Luo Hanya opened her mouth, only to find that she had lost control of her body, as if she was watching everything that happened to Muramasa from a third-person perspective. Things in front of me began to move rapidly, as if watching a movie that was speeding up twenty times, and time seemed to be moving at a rapid pace.

Then, although Luo Hanya's perspective was still in this room, two people appeared in front of her who had never seen before.

"Muramasa-kun, are you okay?" The two of them are obviously a couple, their clothes are on the dark gray side, the woman is holding the man, it seems that the two are very affectionate, and the woman has always had a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she is very concerned about Luo Hanya.

"I'm sorry, I seem to have broken my head just now, causing me to temporarily forget a lot of things, may I ask ......" Luo Hanya looked helplessly at the couple who seemed to be very familiar with Muramasa, and once again pushed out the amnesia caused by the fall on the head.

It's just that I didn't expect that before Luo Hanya's words were finished, she was interrupted by the shouts of the two. "Oh my God, poor Muramasa-kun......" The woman looked at Luo Hanya's confused eyes, as if she was pitying a stray puppy, and touched Luo Hanya's head. The man's eyes were full of tears, as if he was about to lose the life of a close friend he hadn't seen for years.

Luo Hanya looked at the couple indifferently, and behind their pretended pity and sympathy, he saw the ruthlessness in the couple's eyes, even schadenfreude. But Luo Hanya couldn't show any other emotional color, and continued to be false and aggrieved with the couple.

Luo Hanya pretended to be moved, and said emotionally: "Although I don't know who you are, I am really moved, I must have been very good friends before." ”

"Yes, we were originally classmates in middle school, and you were the most handsome boy in the class at that time......" The woman glanced at Luo Hanya deeply and sighed, "It's just now, how did you become like this......" Luo Hanya was complaining frantically in his heart at this time, because he could see that only what the woman said just now was sincere...... "Could it be that it is because of love and hatred?" Is this uncle still a school-level character in middle school? Luo Hanya touched the stubble on her face, looked at the weather-beaten face in the mirror not far away, and couldn't see anything to do with handsome.

"Mura Masa-kun has his own choice, and he can't complain about the path he chooses." The man beside the woman squinted his eyes and said something strangely.

"You're enough!" The woman seemed to be very angry, glared at her sour husband beside her, her tone suddenly turned soft, and she looked at Luo Hanya who was sitting on the hospital bed as gently as water, "Muramasa-kun, I'm Minako, this is my husband Kazuo Yamamoto, we have been good friends for many years, you take good care of your injuries, we will take good care of your ...... on this trip"

"yes, we'll take good care of your ......"

"We'll take good care of your ......"

“…… Take care of ......"

"Taking care of ......"

"Take care!"

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Luo Hanya only felt as if his head had been split by something, and the sharp pain in the depths of his brain made him almost shout, and the word "care" kept echoing in his brain, as if he had been deeply stabbed by these two words......