Xia Jing stood still in front of her.

"Senior Sister Lanyang."

She ignored the call......

Xia Jing's injury.

“…… Woo......"

His feet began to tremble.

"Are you making senseless self-sacrifice?"

Nangong sneered behind his back.

It's noisy.

Shut up.

Self-sacrifice?

- Please, don't get that boring stuff into my fight.

The wound didn't hurt. However, it seems that a feeling similar to a chill slowly spreads from the place where he was stabbed. It's not a good injury, right? Such a voice sounded in my head.

But so what?

Whether it was Nangong's ridicule or the knife growing out of his stomach, it didn't matter.

Now is not the time to care about that kind of problem.

"Huh."

Lan Yang opened his mouth slightly.

Why didn't the object in front of him fall? She seemed to have such doubts.

"No, you can't. ：

Xia Jing swallowed the blood gushing out of his throat and said.

"You...... It's not right to do that. “

And put his hand on the head of Lan Yang, who was stunned.

"Why?"

Xia Jing touched her head. While thinking back to the past—a long time ago, when my sister helped me touch my head.

The grip of the knife was still tightly held by Lan Yang.

Nevertheless.

"Sister, she's going to be sad. So no. ”

Xia Jing still held back tears and laughed.

"Why is Sister Ning sad? Because this brother of yours is going to die? ”

"No, it's not."

That's not true.

Why. Why are you—

"It's because you...... You're a friend of your sister, but you did such a thing! ”

- Don't you understand this?

Lan Yang was taken aback by Xia Jing's voice.

Xia Jing held her cheeks with both hands.

It's so warm. No, is it because your body is too cold?

Never mind. That's not the point.

"You didn't kill any feelings! Your heart isn't dead yet! Why don't you just understand! I can relate to your sadness when your sister dies, but ...... It's almost time for you to wake up! ”

Blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. There was a fishy smell in my mouth, and I couldn't help but want to vomit.

But compared to that pain, the expressionless face of the girl in front of him taught me to feel very unwilling.

A body that has stopped growing due to illness.

Childish-looking face.

There was a slight change in the top.

"That's impossible."

And then there's the sound.

"Impossible. My heart is dead. ”

"Don't kid yourself!"

That's right. That's a lie.

"In that case...... So why? Why do you ...... when you sing that song"

Just when he was preparing for the battle with Nangong before.

When she heard the song she sang, Xia Jing remembered the memories of the past.

That's—

"The sound of your singing voice. Just like my sister...... It's exactly the same. ”

- So.

I noticed it as early as the first time we met, the evening when I first heard the singing.

Lan Yang only sings, it will not be the kind of voice that is less emotional and as plain as boiled water.

"It sounds gentle, but it feels a little happy......

Sister, she has always been like this.

So the person in front of me must be the same.

"A man who is emotionally dead can never sing like that. I can't sing like my sister...... My sister, she's dead. No longer alive. But...... But. ”

Lan Yang's lips trembled.

A faint flush wafted on his cheeks.

"You're still alive in this world. My sister she ...... Still alive in your heart. ”

In the past, the eyes that seemed to be looking at Xia Jing, but didn't seem to see Xia Jing in their eyes, are now slightly focused.

"Sister Ning...... She? ”

"You...... You can't die, Senior Sister Lanyang, you must not kill your own heart. ”

"I ......"

"You're having fun chatting with my sister, aren't you?"

Xia Jing asked, and Lan Yang nodded.

"My sister she...... I also find it a pleasure to chat with you. ”

Hearing this, Lan Yang's eyes widened.

"So...... Just think of my sister and laugh happily. ”

And then—

“…… Yes. ”

A teardrop slipped from his watery eyes.

"Big sister."

The trembling voice was mixed with color.

"Alive? Live in my ...... Heart? ”

"yes."

"Me. Big sister. Very happy...... Recall? Once I remember it......"

The corners of the mouth are faintly curved. His eyes widened.

"Once I remember it, I feel happy. I'm ...... Glad. ”

Lan Yang, she - probably with the same expression she had when she was chatting with her sister - smiled.

"I think, and I do."

Xia Jing looked at her smile and muttered reassuringly.

I couldn't hear Nangong shouting something on the side. It doesn't matter anyway.

Because just now, Xia Jing had successfully cut off the silk thread that person controlled Lan Yang.

However, perhaps it is not a good thing to settle down mentally.

Immediately, Xia Jing's feet suddenly lost their strength.

"Ah......h

Following the gravity of the center of gravity, I sat down directly.

The knife slipped and peeled off the abdomen.

It's weird, it's a bit bad now.

The world seems to be shaking.

Lan Yang looked at this with a shocked expression.

"Summer view."

A voice calling for itself was heard in the distance.

"Brace yourself! Anai ...... Handful...... Bring! ”

"Wouldn't it be better for me to drink it obediently?"

As soon as the thought came to mind, the chin was lifted.

Ahhhh It is a medicine for the treatment of injuries.

In that case, I should be able to rest assured. You can't die.

In the hazy field of vision, Ye Ya, who had a teary-eyed appearance and didn't know what he was shouting, could be vaguely seen, and Lan Yang's face with an anxious expression and a bewildered expression.

Lan Yang, who has an expression, feels quite fresh.

- That's enough.

Just seeing this face is not in vain that I almost lost my life.

I don't know how big my palm is.

However, as long as you open your arms, you should be able to catch a person firmly.

That's how I'm going to fight. That's my fight—

While thinking about this kind of thing, Xia Jing closed his eyes.

Consciousness was taken deep in the blink of an eye, and the whole person fell into a deep sleep.

By the time Xia Jing regained consciousness, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and the place was in the Lost House.

When Xia Jing woke up, he found that he was settled in the bed of the guest room where he had slept several times. When I woke up, I heard Ana, who was kneeling on the pillow, respectfully say, "Good morning." ”

"Have you been taking care of me all night?"

"Yes."

One, Anai nodded in reply with a completely expressionless face.

"I'm sorry."

"Nope. No, no problem. Ana、There's a body、It's okay if you don't sleep.。 ”

Anai shook her head slightly, then cast her gaze downward.

"But, Lord Yaya, it's about to be, I can't hold it."

“…… Well? ”

Hearing Ah Yu say this, Xia Jing realized that his heart was heavy.

When I looked up, I saw a head of black hair scattered over the quilt.

"It's not called soon, it's a long time since I couldn't hold it."

"Just two minutes ago, I fell asleep."

"Really?"

- You've been with me all the time.

I don't know if it's convention or whatever.

It's hard not to be shaken by the importance of a person who values themselves to such a point.

"Hey, you're so unruly."

Putting his hand on her shoulder and shaking it, Ye Ya let out a subtle voice and slowly got up.

"Uh-huh...... Xia Jing, are you awake?"

"That's right. Thanks to your blessings."

"Really? That's great."

After speaking, Ye Ya's head slowly lowered again.

It seems that he is going to sleep again after being relieved.

"Hey, you get up first. Sleep back on your quilt."

"Don't."

"It's up to you."

Just when Xia Jing wondered what she was trying to do......

"Ahh

I don't know if I don't even have the strength to raise my head, Ye Ya buried her face in the quilt, and said as if she was blaming, "Xia Jing, next time you are not allowed to be so nonsense."

"I see, I'm sorry."

Anyway, she was so sleepy that she didn't listen carefully at all, so Xia Jing who thought about it was casually perfunctory.

And so—

Just before Ye Ya fell asleep, the last of the last.

Ya said in a voice that sounded somewhat relieved, "...... You're amazing. I would ...... too Work hard."

In the next second, he began to let out a sweet snort calmly.

"Really?"

In fact, Ye Ya's current position is not suitable for worrying about Xia Jing.

Because she is always strong-willed and high-spirited, she almost forgot that this guy's village was burned down and her parents were killed, but she still shouldered the heavy responsibility as the patriarch of the clan.

Although Xia Jing herself is also too busy to take care of herself, she has never been able to put herself in her shoes, which still makes people feel indebted.

In addition, Nangong once said so. "You don't know anything about your clan." For a person who bears the burden of a family, such an accusation is not known to be harsh.

Nangong also left an intriguing sentence.

- Do you really think that the murderer who killed Lord Ye Chun is us?

Ye Chun. is not only Ye Ya's sister, but also the original next patriarch of the Deer Clan.

She said that the person who killed Ye Chun was not a prosperous faction, what did she mean?

Thinking about it this way, whether it is about the clan or about the interior, Xia Jing can almost be said to be ignorant.

Let's ask Ye Ya tomorrow to see—Xia Jing has made up his mind.

In this way, maybe I can help Ye Ya a little.

Wrong. To support the girl who is reserved and tenacious, so she is never willing to show her weak side, it is no one else who must bear this responsibility, it is the unmarried lady who is Ye Ya who chooses herself.

Xia Jing stroked Ye Ya's head and smiled shallowly.

Son-in-law candidate - the word was uttered purely after two weeks of making up his mind to fight. At that time, I didn't realize that the meaning was gradually changing in my heart.

"Then again, Anais. I want to get up."

Want to get some fresh air outside.

But Ya wouldn't let him go.

"It doesn't matter if you just get up."

"The problem is ...... her"

"Anyway, the eldest lady, she won't get up."

The maid spoke very smoothly lines that were far from faithful.

So Xia Jing moved.

Anai was not wrong, the pillow was gone, and Ye Ya still slept unconscious.

Xia Jing slowly left the quilt.

At the same time, I confirmed with my hands that the wound was healed perfectly.

It's all thanks to the water.

I've benefited from its effects before, and this thing is so convenient.

It's just that every time I get up or do some movements, I still feel a dull pain.

「…… Woo."

Sure enough, the pain still can't go away.

Forget it, bear with it, it's not a big deal.

There is a more serious problem than pain. That's the uniforms being ruined.

Not only did the clothes become bad, but they were also stained black with blood.

Looking around the room, I noticed that the coat hanging from the beam was just as miserable.

By the way, I remembered that in order to contain the twins, I even used a coat.

Although there are spare uniforms at home, the question is what to do before going home. Speaking of which, I haven't been in touch with my parents until now.

Xia Jing took out his phone from his pocket. When I opened it, there were 15 missed calls, all of which were from my mother.

The most recent one was five minutes ago. Xia Jing hurriedly called back.

The phone rang and was answered.

Hey, summer view! Where are you now?

The rebuke conveyed by her mother's anxiety and peace of mind at the same time made Xia Jing feel a strong sense of guilt.

If she had remembered her mother's disappearance, she would have remembered her sister's disappearance—no, she would have remembered it a long time ago.

When he came to the corridor, Xia Jing apologized to his mother.

Then quickly think about what you want to explain and list it.

As I wrote in the previous newsletter, I was reading at a friend's house.

But halfway through the reading, I fell asleep with my friends.

By the time I woke up, it was already so late, and my phone vibrated so I didn't notice the call.

Anyway, I stayed at a friend's house today and went straight to school the next day. And so on.

Although it is heart-wrenching to tell the report, it is really difficult to tell what actually happened.

「…… Ahh

- Not true.

"You, remember next time...... Well, Xia Jing, what's wrong?'

There is one thing that can be spoken—something that actually happens and can be told to Mother.

"Mom."

"What's the matter?"

On the verandah in the hallway outside the guest room.

The girl sitting there noticed Xia Jing's presence and turned around, and Xia Jing said to the other end of the phone while watching her stand up.

"I'm ...... today I've met my sister's former friend."

The mother was silent.

The girl who came in front of her looked up at the summer scene with a face that didn't show any expression, but could guess what she was thinking.

So, Xia Jing said to his mother and the friend's sister, "That person told me...... I used to like my sister the most."

The mother paused for a moment, then replied.

『…… That's it.'"

"Good night that day. Sorry to worry you."

After hanging up the phone, Lan Yang asked a question.

"Hey, Natsujing. Sister Ning, does she love you very much?"

"yes."

Xia Jing replied while reminiscing about the past.

"My sister is very gentle. I think...... She must be very fond of me."

"Yes......

Lan Yang lowered his face as if he was slightly lost in thought.

"Then I want to like summer scenery too."

Moreover......

"I'll replace Sister Ning as your sister. Summer ...... I will definitely try to make up for the loneliness you felt after my sister disappeared."

It was as if he was begging for forgiveness.

At the same time, it was as if he was thanking him.

The face that was younger than himself no matter how he looked at it, and who might never grow up again, still had a childish feeling - smiled slightly.

Lan Yang looked away from Xia Jing's face and sat back on the verandah.

Then start chanting softly at a soft volume.

However, it is no longer a song full of nostalgia.

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