The speeding car came from afar, and the eyes were full of bright red blood.

Long Ji woke up from his sleep, the lamp was still on, and he lay on the table, the words on his notebook wet with tears and blurred. The words on the last page of the book are in his handwriting, sobbing as he writes, and before he knows it, he falls asleep.

When he woke up, he slowly turned the pages forward, and after many blank pages, something completely different from his handwriting appeared.

It was a diary:

July 23: Fine

Today, Long Ji invited me to go out with him, and I readily agreed. Obviously, I was very happy, but I always had a strange feeling, just like the feeling when my father left, was it an illusion......?

The handwriting on the back was wet with the sudden appearance of water stains, and through the words of the words, my thoughts gradually returned to the day.

It was the day that the dragon would never forgive himself, the car accident that was anything but accidental, the sudden change in the sky without warning, and the touch of life gradually becoming cold.

Countless painful memories lingered in my heart like nightmares, especially the hateful smile of the perpetrator who was clearly engraved in the dragon's mind like a nightmare......

The moment the first aid failed and the doctor pronounced him dead, the whole world trembled, and then time seemed to stand still in that moment.

The feeling of being close at hand has inadvertently slipped away, and her smiling cuteness has gradually faded into the past.

In the past, Tachibana Leaves, who was always chasing after her without hesitation, had unconsciously surpassed the dragon track, and she ran so fast that the dragon track couldn't catch up with her footsteps no matter how much she ran.

The bustling streetscape on the side of the road did not attract her attention, and she did not stop to wait for the dragon trail to chase after her, and gradually disappeared into the distant horizon.

Before disappearing, Tachibana turned her head to look at the dragon trail.

"You're finally willing to take the initiative to chase me. ”

Seeing the sun through the clouds, a beam of sunlight poured in from the window without making a sound. It was still so silent, and it was hard to catch any other sounds except for the breathing of the dragon. The sound of flat breathing was the fear of death, and a warm current was released from the dragon's eye sockets, hitting his cheeks, dripping from his jaw onto the white sheets.

The dragon trail slowly bent down and opened the white cloth little by little. With short blond hair and millet-colored skin, her serene appearance makes people feel that she is just asleep, which is really unbearable to wake up. Looking at such orange leaves, the pain in Long Ji's heart went deeper and deeper like a wooden wedge.

"Why? Why didn't I die!"

No matter how unbearable the torment was, Long Ji finally cried out loud.

Whenever he thinks back to that day, Long Ji can't forgive himself. The recent weather has also been similar to his mood, with clouds and sometimes rain. He sat in the corner of the room, staring blankly, when the darkness around him invaded, but he had no intention of resisting. The darkness was like a great hand that wanted to hold him tightly. At this time, a light burst out from the dragon's chest, instantly dispelling the darkness.

When the light faded, something loomed in his chest.

The sky grew darker and darker, and the doorbell rang downstairs, and it wasn't long before the door was pushed open.

"Your room is so hot, can't you stand it?

When Long Ji saw someone enter the door, he stood up and sat back on the chair by the window, and he looked back at him mechanically, this person was his friend Lin Yingbin.

"Is it hot?"

His voice was hoarse and low, and Lin Yingbin could clearly feel that the eyes of the dragon trace were dead, and that decadent appearance felt lifeless to anyone who looked at it.

"How did you become like this?" Lin Yingbin walked to the side of the dragon trace. "You......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the dragon trail, who pointed to the bouquet of flowers in the vase on the table. "Look, thank you!"

Lin Yingbin glanced at the words on the table, the water in the vase was full, but the flower was still dead, and only the last petal was left hanging alone on the receptacle.

"Hmph~ When did you kid become so poetic?" Lin Yingbin smiled to himself.

Long Ji sighed in disappointment, but Lin Yingbin became more and more impatient when he saw that he was about to die.

"We are also very sad that she has passed away. But you're making it harder for us. ”

"Don't say it, you don't know how I feel now, I killed her. ”

Lin Yingbin was speechless for a moment, he didn't know how to answer Long Ji, he just leaned against the door and looked at him silently.

The sky was covered with rain clouds, the air was getting more and more stuffy, and the sound of cicadas became more and more rapid, and the wind gradually picked up.

For a long time, Lin Yingbin couldn't help but break the silence.

"I really can't empathize with how you feel right now, but do you know how much I envy you? You have such a good brother, and you have an orange leaf that you grew up with. ”

As he spoke, Lin Yingbin looked out the window at the changing sky, he didn't know what he should say to impress this old fellow, he didn't even know what he was talking about. It wasn't convincing at all, but he was going to continue.

Long Ji didn't respond to his words, and looked at the only petal left in the vase with moist eyes.

"In fact, I think that birth, old age, sickness and death are something that everyone has to experience, and no one can escape if anyone dies. In any case, things are irreparable, as long as we still have her in our hearts, she will be happy in heaven. It's been a few days since you didn't think about eating like this, and if you abuse yourself like this, you won't be blind if you let the orange fragrant leaves under Jiuquan die. You're always so stubborn, let everyone worry about it, even the orange bay leaves who left have to worry about you?"

"I don't want to talk to you too much, you go out and let me be alone for a while, okay? But if I act like nothing has happened, I will keep the orange leaves blind!"

The wind was blowing, and a strong wind rose outside the window, as if to take something away, and the wind blew in from the unclosed window and blew the withered branches in the vase to the side.

"You said you want to be quiet? Hmph, you want to be quiet?"

Lin Yingbin paced back and forth and then clenched his fists and said, "What is the result of you being quiet for so long?"

With that, Lin Yingbin beckoned towards the face door of the dragon trace with a fist.

With a bang, the vase on the table was pushed by the wind, and the water in the vase spilled on the table, and the last petal of the withered flower fell off.

"When she dies, you put all the blame on yourself and try to escape by abusing yourself, right? Why do you think that you will die if you continue to live a normal life? What do you do with her feelings for you? Yes, it is your responsibility to not protect her when you go out, but who is the real culprit? Did you kill her with your own hands?"

"What are you doing?" Long Ji shouted at Lin Yingbin as he rubbed his face.

"You bastard! Do you know how much Tachibana likes you? You just respond to her feelings for you, don't you? You torture yourself by killing her, you think she'll be able to blind under the Nine Springs?"

Lin Yingbin continued angrily: "You are doing this completely to make yourself feel better, Tangerine Xiangye likes you so much, she will definitely die when she sees you torturing herself like this." And if you're just trying to feel good for yourself, and completely forget the real culprit, can't you see that the cause of her death was more than a simple traffic accident?"

These words were like a stone stirring up huge waves in Long Ji's heart, and Long Ji stared at Lin Yingbin with round eyes and waited for him to continue.

"I talked to your brother, and the perpetrator can't be traced through the surveillance. None of the surveillance footage on the street at that time captured the footage at that time. ”

With that, Lin Yingbin walked to the window and drew the curtains and asked, "You idiot haven't noticed the surrounding movement in the recent past?"

"Movement?" asked the dragon in confusion, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"In an accident not long ago, I noticed that there were a lot of unidentified people around us. I've been followed by them, and they've hidden their breath when they found out I was aware of it. I haven't figured out their purpose yet, but my gut tells me that these guys are here for you, so the cause of Tachibana's death is not pure. ”

Long Ji looked at Lin Yingbin with a solemn expression

Lin Yingbin continued: "What really made me sure of this was at the funeral that day, when you were kicked out of the cemetery by Tachibana Xiangye's mother, and the feeling of being watched disappeared as you left the cemetery, which made me even more convinced that they were coming for you. I'll go back and analyze it and hurry over to find you.,I haven't told Kubi about this yet.,I think the less people know about this matter, the better.,I want to investigate.,Maybe I can find something.。 ”

"If it's what you say, I'm not going to let them go. ”

The wind blew in through the curtains, and the journal was turned to the last page.

How do I take care of everything around me?