Shi Xiangfei frowned and muttered, but couldn't help but look ahead.

That scene lit the warm lamp in my heart, like an illusory dream in my mind.

But it is separated by a thick layer of ground glass, which can only be seen, not touched.

The warm light of the hut, the green tatami mats are one after another, the dark wooden walls follow the bright roof, and all kinds of decorations have been removed, except for the flower arrangements and ink paintings hanging on the walls.

It was obviously more spacious than the original old mansion, but at this moment, it was extremely crowded.

Not far away, in the kitchen on the right side of the living room, Mother, Mrs. Butterfly, and Miss Tsutako were very busy, the hot oil was boiling, the cooking was slow, the aroma of the seasoning was very light, and there was a busy smile.

Rich pyrotechnics.

Shi Shenfei now knows why he prepared dinner so early.

Because this time, there were more people attending the banquet than before.

In the corner of the living room near the kitchen, Sister Tianyin and Aunt Xihuo are covering their mouths and talking, looking at the light of the kitchen, always ready for the moment of emergency.

Two attentive wives.

Whew~!

Whew~!

"Shhh——! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Really mushroom, you have to think of a way! "Babble, it's butterfly ninja.

"I don't know what to do. It hurts! "Even the crying of pain is a little quiet and steady, it's a real mushroom.

Butterfly endure, the real mushroom made the two little ones angry, and the four girls were full of red and purple.

The larger two shook the bitten aching fingers, but they didn't dare to make too much noise.

Fortunately, they are only baby teeth, and they are not very lethal.

When Senjuro saw it, he didn't help, but leaned in to see if such a young child had teeth.

It's girls and children.

On the left side of Shi Shenfei, on the side of the door, Mr. Scale, who took off his mask, knocked on his old friend's leg, and Mr. Kuwajima, who was blowing his beard and staring, snatched his old friend's mask.

The laughing Uncle Purgatory, the Uncle Mingyu who came with Brother Yaoya's family, Dad, Mr. Butterfly, chatting happily.

Old people and adults.

In front of him, Tomioka Yoshiyu, who was driven out by his sister who had unloaded the knife, had a cold face, and grabbed the Hagi cake with the immortal Minoru and crushed the fragrance of the food.

Rabbit and Purgatory Kyojuro found it interesting and joined in, only Kuang Kuang Kuang sat quietly with his face crossed, looked helplessly, and sighed softly.

Huh~

He couldn't figure it out, why did a few people who had a good chat just now suddenly fight over a piece of Hagi cake, and there are still a lot of pieces in the middle, isn't it?

"Alright, winner, Purgatory Kyojuro." Kuang Kuang stretched out his hand and waved his hand to announce the winner of the game.

"One more piece!" *2！

Teenagers and teenagers.

Ga ——!

Chirp tweet!

In the far corner, the dead child and the sparrow, who seemed to have a soft spot for my wife, circled around him, so happy.

If I have to say, it's a picture of family fun!

Everyone was more relaxed than ever, as if they weren't the members of the Demon Slayer who needed to pick up a blade and fight the demons in the dark.

It may seem weird, but that's the life most people should live.

Occasionally, a few families make threes and twos, women cook and chat, men help to chat, children talk about their interesting things this year, and by the way, help bring younger children, and finally put together the wooden tables of three or three and two, and live a lively New Year so simply and happily.

And because of the existence of ghosts, there are some slight differences, such as the few boys who got together talked about how to swing a knife so that they could not be blinded by blood when cutting off their opponents' heads.

Because of the existence of ghosts, it is unknown whether this scene in front of Ming Fei's eyes can be replayed in the next year.

Who wants the beauty of what they see with their own eyes to be ruined?

Nobody wants to!

Shi Xiangfei rubbed his brows, and angrily hammered the shoulder of the leader of the ghost killing team beside him,

"Yangmou! You're pure conspiracy! Naked impotence! ”

Yaoya Sanyashiki is very useful for this kind of invisible behavior of Shi Transparent, because this kind of behavior towards his peers will make him temporarily forget that he is the leader of the ghost killing team that needs to be supported, and at the same time make him remember that he is only a teenager, which can barely be said to be a child.

"No, how can this be said to be a conspiracy?"

"It's a gift, a gift!"

Yaoya shook his head lightly and smiled,

"Mingfei, you once said that you are very arrogant, right?"

"I don't know if you're arrogant or not. It's just by chance that there are a lot of things that you just want to do alone, and there is such a path that you seem to just want to walk alone. ”

"Although everyone is really happy in the place where you are, and you seem to be quite happy, everything you show seems to be deliberately pandering or playing?"

"You seem to exude a faint rejection of the world, if you have to say it, maybe it's the kind of loneliness that no one understands? Or is it a fear of having it and then losing it? ”

Yaoya lowered his head and murmured, a little melancholy,

"Although the situation of the two of us should be different. But I've had this feeling too, and this feeling that no one understands, and it's all too evident in the moment I took over the responsibility of the Ghost Slayer from the death of my father. And since I saw the familiar faces of the Ghost Slayer team and left this world again and again, the news from the crows was so harsh! The sadness that arises from the loss is also shocking! ”

He touched ahead and whispered

"Over time, it will seem that there is a closed door between you and the world, and you can see the scene with your own eyes, but you can't step through the threshold."

Yaoya Shiki let out a long sigh and sighed very emotionally,

"But you have to be clear, people can't live alone, there will be a lot less happiness that instinctively encounters."

"It doesn't matter if no one understands, no one can understand another person thoroughly, and it's nice to be able to share a ride on the same road."

"Don't be afraid of the word loss, know that guardianship is born from the word loss, as long as you remember the good memories of the past, protect the good present and work towards the uncertain future, until you reach the end of the beautiful because of your progress, wouldn't that be good?"

"Ming Fei, no matter what the reason is, you don't have to deliberately reject the world, nor do you have to refuse to contact people from the heart."

Yaoya whispered, and at this moment, he was like Ming Fei's eldest brother, soft and warm,

"Like me, like everybody, like all the children."

"Ming Fei, you also have the right to be happy!"

When the eyes are not lowered, silent and silent,

"Brother Yaozai suddenly said a lot of things that sound like big truths."

"But I didn't mean to persecute you, to be honest, this gift is something I've wanted to give you for a long time, and it has nothing to do with the sudden emotion that day and asked you to take over the responsibility of the Demon Slayer Team." Yaoya pursed his lips and slowly spit out a few words, which were sincere from the heart,

"Of course, I also admit that you are special, because I see in you the hope of ending everything. However, the first idea to prepare this gift was probably only when you first arrived in the Ghost Slayer and fell unconscious. ”

"You may not know, once you woke up in a daze, I happened to see your eyes, and I suddenly felt that the loneliness that I didn't hide because I was careless, and finally revealed, was really cold!"

"Ming Fei, don't blame me for being nosy, I just want to fill the ice field in your heart with a few bonfires, I don't know if it can be lit and how long it can burn, but you are alone in loneliness, after all, it is too cold."

"Let me think about it, Brother Yaoya."

When transparent non-whispering,

"Let me think about it."

(End of chapter)