Su Shuang's world is collapsing [Comprehensive]

Everything that happened next seemed to him like an unreal dream—he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a nightmare, but that moment was like being lifted into the air by a strong wind, and then suddenly fell from the sky, and the fall seemed to take forever. There is no end in sight, only the feeling of being weightless, ascending and sinking, being dominated and tortured by such pain back and forth; and the source of all those emotions is the opponent in front of him, the Those who stand against him!

Maybe it was because he noticed that the opponent's movements seemed to be not quite right during the process of drawing the knife, and he felt a certain sense of suspicion in his heart-but in fact, at that time, the momentum had already been achieved, and he could no longer take the knife back- ——After his blade stabbed the opponent, all the sensations suddenly became extremely subtle and sharp.

The moment the blade pierced the opponent's abdomen, he felt something—the feeling of the blade piercing through the flesh and sinking into the body was too easy, not at all like those whose waists and abdomens are so hard that it takes a little more effort to pierce through Tough man, or an over-pampered old man whose stomach is full of fat and fat, and whose blade enters his body as if he is about to sink into a swamp; The slender waist is like piercing the soft and smooth silk, and the touch from the blade to the fingertips is simply shocking——

... The other party is a woman? !

This thought popped into Hijikata's mind in an instant.

Indeed, although most people now cut their hair short because of the pursuit of Westernization, the hair of this young man named "Sanlang" is still a little longer than other people's hair, almost reaching shoulder length.

He suddenly remembered that the opponent he had fought against in the heavy rain in Taharazaka last time seemed to be called "Sanlang".

Although the other party covered the lower half of his face with a scarf at that time, only those bright eyes that were almost terrifying were exposed, but there is no doubt that the Satsuma who came to reinforce him at that time called him "Sanlang" ".

Before that, when reporting his surname by name, he said his surname was "Jiu Tiao".

Kujo Saburo, is that his name?

……Then what?How did that Saburo get away?

It seems that he threw his scarf at him, temporarily interfering with his sight, and then took the opportunity to escape?

Further on, there is the one who pretends to be Yukiko Yukiko—the secret envoy sent by Satsuma.

That woman, Xixiang Congdao called her "Miss Jiutiao".

In the gap between the stones where the rainstorm had just stopped, she said specious words, and then left him again without hesitation.When leaving, in order to get away, she threw his coat at him, once again interrupting his sight——

Suddenly, Tufang felt his teeth clenched tightly, making a rattling sound.

His whole body tensed up, and he felt a buzzing in his head.

After being stabbed by him, he didn't pull out the knife again for a while.And Saburo was only staggered by the charge of his blade, and then the postures of the two of them seemed to have reached a delicate balance for the time being——Sanlang leaned forward slightly because of the stabbing in the abdomen, but he happened to be stabbed in the abdomen. The blade resisted and did not immediately fall forward; because of some terrible associations, Hijikata's mood was finally shaken unavoidably, and subconsciously stretched out his left hand to support Saburo's shoulder, helping him stabilize temporarily The center of gravity of the body.

It seemed that more than ten seconds had passed since he was stabbed, and Saburo kept his head down.His slightly long hair fell messily over his cheeks, covering his face and making his expression blurred.

Earthwork held his breath.Then, he was finally able to barely hear the sound he wanted to hear—San Lang's breathing sound was still rapid and shallow, with occasional pauses, obviously holding his breath to hold back the pain; For a long time, the breathing sound became heavy and deep, and if you listened more carefully, you could still distinguish a little hoarse noise in it, like a broken bellows.

Hijikata felt the heat all over his body slowly recede.He hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind to speak.

"...you, why are you called 'Sanlang'?" he asked.

He could hear the hesitation in his voice, as if he was looking forward to hearing an affirmative answer so much, and was so afraid of hearing an affirmative answer——

Saburo was silent.It seemed that 100 years had passed, and it seemed that he had only been silent for a moment——Hifang finally heard his voice.

As if he had given up the intention of covering up neatly, although Saburo still lowered his head, his voice did not have the feeling of deliberately lowering it; however, his voice was still terribly hoarse.

"Now that things have happened...what do you still want to hear from me?"

He spoke very slowly, the pain and blood loss made him speak almost word for word, as if every word he uttered was a torture; but every word he uttered made Hijikata feel like the blood in his body was as if Slowly they all froze and stopped flowing.

Yes, so far, what is he still looking forward to? !

Hijikata twitched his lips, but for a moment he couldn't think of what to say.

It seems that every time he comes in front of that special girl, no matter how much he growls, gets annoyed, and yells at her, he can't become the one who is good at negotiating and dealing with the boss and various forces. Oni's deputy chief who started the Shinsengumi's profit-seeking murder group; she can always easily break his momentum with a few words and regain the upper hand.As for him, he can only wait helplessly for her next words or actions, and he has no idea of ​​connecting or counter-killing——

Before he had time to say more, he felt that he was suddenly pushed hard in the chest!

He was caught off guard, subconsciously leaned back, then staggered a few steps, and the knife held tightly in his right hand was drawn out along with his backing steps!

Because the ground under his feet was not flat, the earthworker retreated five or six steps in a row before barely standing still.As soon as he stabilized his body, he suddenly raised his right hand, stared blankly at the blood-stained blade, watched the blood drops slide down the blade, and finally fell to the ground; then, as if suddenly Thinking of something, he turned his head to his left with lightning speed.

He saw a strange man lying on the ground with a big gash in his neck, blood pouring out from there.The man's right arm was tied with the same white cloth scarf as that of Saburo in front of him, indicating that he was also a member of the Satsuma Army; a rifle was thrown not far from his hand.

The earthwork seemed to understand something in an instant.He turned his head blankly and raised his face.

His expression was so bewildered, like a reckless, ignorant and at a loss young man, and he was not at all like the deputy head of the ghost who roamed the capital and was famous for a while.

However, he raised his head, and the person opposite him who pushed him back with all his strength just now still had his face deeply lowered.

The difference was that the man held his lower abdomen tightly with his left hand, and bright red liquid slowly leaked out between his fingers.Because of the pain, he had to bend his body a little bit to the left, and he stood staggeringly, completely lacking the spirited, flying and jumping look he had when we met the previous few times.

With a bang, Tufang finally let go of his fingers, and the blood-stained Taidao fell to the ground beside his feet.

"... Xue Ye?" He called softly, the voice was low and soft, extremely cautious, and there was a bit of pain, apology, temptation, despair, disbelief... All kinds of emotions were mixed together, making him His voice hardly sounded like his own.

"You...why... how... oh my god, I..." He stammered, as if his language function had degenerated into a three or four-year-old child in an instant, he could only utter simple words and couldn't say anything at all It seems to come out of long sentences that are logical and grammatical.

In the end, after several efforts, he finally squeezed out a whole sentence from his constricted throat.

"...What the hell did I do...!?"

The blood oozed from the fingers of Saburo—no, Tufang is almost certain now that it was Kiyohara Yukiha—and dropped to the ground in front of her feet. Leave a small patch of dark color behind.

There was infinite pain in his voice, so her body moved slightly; then, she hummed and laughed softly, her shoulders twitched slightly.

Then, without warning, she put down the bloody right hand covering the wound.Blood slid down her slender fingers, dripping onto the ground.

She still hung her head and said nothing.However, her half-length black hair slowly turned snow white.

Earthwork:! ! !

Under his amazed gaze, she still had her head down, her snow-white hair hanging on both sides of her cheeks, covering her face, so that he could not see her expression clearly; then, she slowly changed and stretched out her clean With his right hand, he reached over and touched the wound between his waist and abdomen, and then slowly opened that hand with the palm facing upwards.

…Hands are clean and free of blood.The wound has healed, leaving only the cut skirt and the blood-stained cloth around it, which also proves what kind of knife wound there was before.

Hijikata stared closely at the right hand, then took his gaze away from that hand, and looked up at her face instead—although at this moment he could only see the whirling of the white hair on top of his head.

Some kind of indescribable emotion—or feeling—swept up, flooding his heart violently, almost sweeping away his rationality.

He almost forgot that he was still on the battlefield, and that his mission was to wipe out the remaining Satsuma defenders here in Hitoyoshi.An unbelievable pain mixed with joy and sorrow rolled up and strangled his heart, making his heart almost twisted into an unresolved mess.

"Xue Ye..." He murmured the name that had been hovering in his mind for more than ten years, but he didn't realize that there was pain, sadness, prayer and hope in his voice.

She didn't respond to him immediately, but finally raised her face slowly.

The snow-white hair slid to the sides of her cheeks with her movements, and the young and beautiful face as always was finally revealed in his vision.

Ahh, it was the same as the scene he had dreamed countless times over the years—really, it was her in real life.

Those blood-red eyes stared straight at him, and her snow-white hair fluttered in the wind.But other than that, she looked the same as when she turned away from the mountain road where her righteous brother was buried many years ago, telling him to take care of her, there was not even the slightest sign of aging on her face.

Then, she stared at him, her blood-red pupils seemed to be swaying with some emotions that he couldn't understand, and she tried her best to hide it under the calm appearance; her lips were bloodless due to blood loss and turning into a rakshasa Slightly opened, said softly:

"... Mr. Hijikata."

The author has something to say:

February 9:

Ah ha ha ha ha I finally wrote that the girl fell off the horse! [you are enough

Next, there should be no more abusive parts [.

Of course, the deputy chief and the younger sister will not simply enter HE, there are still some foreshadowings that need to be well written [.

However, it should be said that even when there are difficulties, it is basically not the deputy chief and the sister who are abused, right?

Because I've been very busy recently, I changed it to the next day for the time being [Dogeza]

The time for each update is before [-] o'clock in the morning of the next day.If I code it in advance, I will post it in advance w

Next update: Monday (9th) at [-]:[-] am.