[Death] Are Aizen angry today?

"I thought I had run fast enough, but I didn't expect that a month or so had passed by the time I reached Soul Soul Realm."

The blond girl smiled politely, and her tone was as calm as if she was telling someone else's story, "Because I grew old with you, and I can understand the difficulty of your life, so I feel sorry for your experience even more, and I don't want to Seeing you sad again... But, the impact of this emotion is too severe, coupled with so many things that have happened recently, I can't see my heart clearly..."

Aizen didn't dare to look at her for a moment.

It turned out that the reason why the team members on duty found her near the restricted area that night was because...

The moment she returned, she wanted to meet him.

In the face of this ironclad evidence, all explanations in language become pale and powerless.

It just needs a little time.

They still need a little time.

The candles of the Spiritual Academy flickered in the snow.

Facing the impending parting, Aizen stopped in his tracks, lowered his eyebrows, and said to the girl softly and lowly:

"Since this is the case, in order to determine where this feeling comes from, should we not meet for the time being as before? I was originally too eager, and I am afraid it will make you misunderstand your own heart... so at least for now let You calm down, first try to like this Soul World, and then try..."

I like this.

As soon as the words came to his lips, they instantly turned into unspeakable heartfelt voices.

Aizen smiled wryly, and ended the topic in the girl's clear and confused eyes, "In short, I will also pay attention to keeping a distance from you, this time the initiative is in your hands, whether you want to approach me or stay away from me, it's up to you Your own heart."

His tone was so soft that it was impossible to refuse.

The expected parting came, they said good night to each other, turned around at the gate of the courtyard, and set off in different directions.

However, none of them expected to say goodbye on the first snow day, and the next meeting would be several years later.

The days when we are in the same place but can't meet each other are the easiest to give birth to miss.

At least Aizen thought so.

As long as Wuyue is willing to admit this miss, there will be no barrier between them.

In fact, it's good to just wait and see like this.

But if he could ask for something extravagantly, he still hoped that one day she would take the initiative to come to him.

Even if it was to fulfill his self-esteem that had long been unbearable in front of her.

For this reason, he returned to the Pure Tower, Kuling, to continue the research that he had not completed before.

And the friend next to him, in order to win the bet, is very concerned about the progress of their relationship, and often obtains it from various channels through the intelligence agents of the Eighth Division, and sends him news about Wuyue:

How is she feeling recently, whether she is studying hard, whether she has quarreled with Fujioka Chika again, and what are the names of the boys who pursue her.

Aizen didn't want to be too deliberate, although he was very curious, he still suppressed the extra thoughts, and carefully stored the small notes that were stuffed into his paperwork from time to time.

The peaceful days flowed by like running water.

Cold comes and summer goes, spring goes and autumn comes.

The following spring came, and it was April, and the garden was full of fragrance.Wu Yue, who had lost half of her spiritual power, still completed her studies ahead of schedule with her extraordinary perseverance.

She was 23 years old when she put on the deadly costume again, and she was selected into the No.13 team as she wished.

Although we had met each other before, when her name was read at the enlistment ceremony, the gentle Captain Ukitake still had red eyes and choked up for a while.

After going around and going around, Muzuki, who became a member of the purification team, was sent to Karakura Town.

Everything went back to the beginning when nothing happened.

The boy with the orange head became her predecessor.

Because he heard that she got a seat in the thirteenth division when she first joined, and Captain Ukitake took special care of her, these things made him have a bad impression of her.

"First time" meeting, the young man stood on a tree full of flowers, looked at her with a cold snort, drew out the Zanpakuto domineeringly, and came up angrily to provoke her.

Because the movement of swinging the knife was too aggressive, it knocked down the petals of Banshu.

Amidst the scattered flowers, Wuyue saw his shining brown eyes, and suddenly realized that the endless melancholy that had been hidden in it like a drizzle was nowhere to be found.

She should have lamented Ichigo's unexpected growth and transformation, but her thoughts suddenly jumped to the youngest sage in the Soul World.

A long time ago, she had heard that Shibo pressed Ichigo's head with all his heart to ask him to recognize Aizen as his adoptive father.

After calculating her seniority, she suddenly shuddered, and sighed involuntarily:

"For you, Aizen really worked hard..."

The orange-headed boy scratched the back of his head in confusion, and almost fell off the tree when he heard her words.

The mission in this world lasts for three months. In order to comfort Ichigo's wounded heart, Wuzuki took him to meet Orihime Inoue during one of the missions.

On a night with a bright moon in the sky, the orange-haired girl who was targeted by Xu because of her spiritual power, the boy who fell from the sky, and the guy who "stands by" and led him to the scene of the incident.

They are all familiar plots where the hero saves the beauty. Although the method is a bit sloppy, as a friend, she has tried her best.

Ichigo.

This time, please also run to your princess.

In October of the same year, during the six duty days when he returned to the Soul World, Wuzuki received a wedding invitation from Ichimaru Gin, the deputy captain of the third division, and Matsumoto Rangiku, the assistant assistant of the tenth division.

The wedding is scheduled for early November, which is the best time for viewing maple and chrysanthemums.

On such a special day, I should meet that person.

Although she never mentioned it, the "thoughts" accumulated in her heart have long since become "misses".

The longer the time, the clearer his figure became.

Until the summer not long ago, when she was on duty in this world and saw the fireworks in full bloom in the sky, the time she spent with him in Xuye Palace flooded out of her sealed memory like a flood.

Those endless nights, the goldfish kept in Xu Wang's dormitory, the footsteps of Ten Blades back and forth, and him who always stood outside the fifth tower to blow the wind.

I didn't notice it back then, and I didn't ask about it.

He was always standing there alone blowing the air.

Will it be cold.

Amidst the fireworks, she vaguely heard him ask—"Where do you want to go to watch the fireworks this summer?"

Turning around to look suddenly, there was no one in the gorgeous night sky.

She stood in the crumbs of Starfire, her eyes lowered in disappointment.

But my heart became more and more determined:

Maybe it's time to admit defeat to yourself.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the thick autumn air filled the entire Soul Soul Realm.

On the day of the wedding banquet, the sky was blue and the forest was full of dye.

The continuous mountains and fields are plated with different shades of red gold and orange red, and the maple leaves are unfurled, echoing the spotless clear sky.

Stepping on the wet fallen leaves all over the ground, Mutsuki, Ichigo, Rukia and other members of the thirteenth squad arrived at the wedding banquet.

Although Ichimaru Gin is only a vice-captain, but because he grew up under the knee of one of the 46 sages in the Soul World, Aizen-sama, and has an unusual relationship, there are many powerful people among the guests who came to the wedding.

Both Zhiba and Kuchiki are nobles, and when they entered the venue, they were entangled in different greetings and entertainments, and gradually submerged in the crowd.

Moonless is like duckweed on the surface of the water, which originally stayed in place safely, but was gradually pushed to the edge by the ripples of human waves.

When she came back to her senses, there were several human walls between her and her familiar partner.

However, she never liked to be noisy, and she was seated in a secluded corner a little far from the main seat, and she just happened to be happy in the quiet.

The sun shines through the layers of red leaves in the courtyard, casting a golden shadow in the clear water stream.Looking at the elegant autumn scenery in the other courtyard, she was slightly lost in thought, and suddenly heard some special voices from the crowd.

The polite greetings all came with the same title—"Master Aizen".

Hearing this, her mind was instantly twisted into a rope, and her brain and limbs all tensed up.

Amber eyes immediately drilled to the densest place of the crowd.

It's a pity that that person has a special status, and because he has lived in a simple place for a long time, when he showed his face, he became the object of all the stars, surrounded by several layers of guests inside and outside, firmly covering his figure.

Wuyue's height is limited, and he looked around for a long time before he could get a glimpse of his appearance from the crowd.

His hair was a bit long, and his bangs were casually placed on his forehead, covering up some sharp edges that could easily hurt others, making him more elegant and easy-going.

There was always a light and breezy smile on that handsome face, polite, polite, and a little alienated.

He walked slowly through the crowd, with a graceful voice and smile, and a polite manner.

But what makes Wuyue strange is that he put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that are completely opposite to the previous style.

The noble and exquisite metallic color, inexplicably adds a sense of "scum" that is difficult to distinguish between true and false, between his gentle and gentle temperament.

It is this just right "badness" that has become the most unique embellishment on him.

Although it sends out a dangerous signal, it also brings out the magnificence that can make the whole world fall in love with it, making people want to get closer and study carefully, the gossamer-like darkness lingering between the corners of his brows, eyes and lips, where did it come from? Where did it come from.

This has been the case since ancient times - the temperament that is both good and evil is the most charming.

Even Wuyue found that she was too obsessed with watching.

She had never had that weird feeling, her heart didn't seem to grow on her, but ran to him, followed his eyes and footsteps back and forth in the hall, and it was difficult to land for a long time.

Although she couldn't make a complete eye contact with Aizen, the sense of instability floating in the air still made her flustered.

When the newlyweds were seated and toasted, she could only look at him occasionally from a long distance.

But before he had time to accurately convey his intentions, he was abruptly interrupted by others.

After going back and forth, she finally lowered her head in frustration.Looking at the table full of delicacies, I can't arouse the slightest interest.After a while, he simply left the banquet and walked to the courtyard to feed the fish.

Autumn is quiet, with occasional crisp birdsong passing through the forest, echoing in the sparse sunlight.

Wuyue walked to the stone bridge and threw a handful of bait into the water.

On this day, she was wearing a moon-white cotton kimono, her hair was neatly coiled on the back of her head, and she was wearing a light blue flower hairpin with tassels.

Dressed in light and cool tones, it looks cool and eye-catching in the orange-red scenery of late autumn.

Looking at the fish swimming in the water, she suddenly let out a long sigh, and when she turned to look at the wing room, Mr. Sage, who hadn't even had time to exchange eyes with her before, had already walked towards her stepping on the maple leaf.

"Long time no see... Moonless..."

The tall man kept a faint smile, walked slowly, bent slightly, looked directly into her eyes, and greeted her with a gentle and hoarse voice.

He stared at her without blinking, his light brown eyes were hot and reserved, as if the shining stars had sunk to the bottom of the lake.

The eyes that are easy to be addicted to after a long time are full of temptation and danger.

Wuyue cleverly shifted her gaze, and responded, "Why are you here... Aren't there many guests over there?"

She lowered her head casually, and sprinkled another handful of bait into the lake.

Swimming fish churned and splashed.

"It's all unimportant entertainment...but today is Ah Yin's wedding, some favors are inconvenient to decline..." Lan Ran explained leisurely, standing beside her with her hands behind her back.

The excitement and hustle and bustle seem to be thousands of miles away, without disturbing the quiet atmosphere between the two of them at all.

The red fish tail came out of the water, smashing the golden ripples round after round.

Aizen's eyes slid gently from the shadow of the tree to the blond girl's cheek.

After staring at her for a long time, he finally whispered:

"Hey, Moonless..."

The girl nodded slightly, "Yes, Mr. Aizen."

"...I miss you so much..." he said.

Not responding to the deep feeling in his eyes, Wuyue deliberately turned her face away, and nodded perfunctorily, "I know."

The man sighed helplessly, "You don't even say you miss me...so unfamiliar, it's really sad..."

"Um……"

"Wuyue..." He read her name with a lingering and long ending, and he still rubbed a little unwillingly, "I am also inconceivable for such a me... I obviously agreed to wait for you to take the initiative Walk towards me, but up to now, I still come over first and talk to you... So at least once, just this time, you should give in to me and say something... what I want to hear..."

The man gave a wry smile, his brows furrowed so deeply that water almost came out, "I haven't seen you for two years, I really miss you."

Although he tried his best to control the calmness of his face, his voice was clearly trembling.

Wuyue pursed her lips, her expression a little dignified.

After a moment of silence, she raised her head, looked directly into his eyes under the mottled maple leaf projection, and said two words briefly:

"Me too."

The author has something to say:

Those two have made up their minds, and there is still about one chapter left, and it will be officially over~