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The dream last night was illusory, but also very real...

As a bystander, Lan will look at all the past of her other self, the future self in this world.

At the moment the other party left, all the memories were left behind.

...

Gently apply the ointment to the wound, and then gently rub it with your fingers, gradually generating heat at the wound site, and the medicine begins to blend into the wound.

"Hiss--!" There was a slight cool feeling and a momentary sting, Xiao Lan couldn't help crying out.

Hearing Xiao Lan's voice, the hands rubbed in the next life began to lose some strength.

"I'm lighter."

Afterwards, the fingers were still rubbing on that piece, but the strength was reduced a lot, and the circle after circle, the area that had been swollen due to the inflammation of the wound also disappeared little by little.

But this requires more effort and more patience.

Just such a rubbing process, a small area, except that there is only... the ticking sound of the clock.

"It seems that what she said is quite right, afterlife, junior, very gentle."

He never asks, because if he sees it, he will do it directly.

If you change to the father, you will ask "Does it hurt?"

If you change to a mother, it will be "Let yourself not pay attention."

Xiao Lan turned her head and looked at the boy in front of him, a big boy, from the corner of her eyes.

He doesn't have that serious feeling, because of a natural frivolous temperament that will reveal a bad feeling when the corners of his mouth are upturned, and there is no mature atmosphere between his eyebrows.

As if desperately maintaining something, he didn't want to grow up.

But the quiet moment is this moment... Xiao Lan feels that she has reacquainted this boy, the boy named afterlife fairy, his quiet moment is now.

"Senior Lan, this is the first time, he will call me junior."

Let go, the plaster has all been integrated into the surface of the skin, and the rest is to watch it slowly recover by itself.

The white skin, especially the place where the neck meets the collarbone, is left with a tooth mark, which will be so dazzling...

Xiao Lan also felt the gaze of the next life, lowered her head, put her hand on the collar of the collar, ready to cover it.

"Because, you like to call it that..."

Why do you feel uncomfortable... don't want him to see this?

Xiao Lan was confused and could only lower her head.

At the same time, one hand took Xiaolan's hand, and released the hand that was holding the collar, and then...

"Only put on the plaster, the wound needs to heal, if you cover it, it will cause the growth of anaerobic bacteria, but it will be bad for the wound."

I'm just worried about you, it doesn't matter what else.

The next life looked at Xiao Lan who didn't say a word in front of him, pinched the other's hand and let go, and Xiao Lan's hand slipped directly onto the sofa without any reaction.

The yukata is very wide, and the position of the neckline is exposed, and the area of ​​the big mask is also exposed. The white color is reflected by the newborn sun outside the window, swaying like a wave, and feeding back to the optic nerve.

In the next life, he left the living room without brushing his teeth, washing his face, and eating breakfast.

And... the appointment has been made, and the wedding photos have not been taken yet.

...

Didn't sleep all night, Amuro held a glass of rye beer in his hand, canned, sitting in his car and drinking one by one. The whole body was dusty and his hair was messy.

The original orange cat's hair color has also become miscellaneous hair, and all kinds of things and debris are on it.

From where you can see, it was an endgame in life. Ambulances kept squeezing in, picking up the wounded in batches, and the wailing sounds echoed the sky and filled the whole street.

There was no war, nor any terrorist incident... It was just that a building was smashed down, a street was destroyed, and hundreds of people were buried under the mound.

But these miserable scenes are just sad in the hearts of others, but in the hearts of Tou Amuro...

"Be disappointed, this city."

The only thing I can say and get is this sentence, not as a detective, but as a policeman.

What are you protecting?!

The rye beer that was only drunk was crushed directly, the scum and beer exploded in Amuro Tou's hands, and then a trace of blood mixed in it, which deeply stimulated Amuro Tou.

The bloodshot eyes in the pupil will squeeze blood vessels at any time.

A voice came from behind and the sound of approaching footsteps...

"Don't give up until the last minute!"

With a hearty voice, a man wearing a phoenix icon came slowly, holding a glass of milk and a bag of cookies in his hand.

Amuro Tou looked at the man in front of him and saw the milk and biscuits handed out by him...

Last night's rescue team was led by this man, who personally crossed the rubble, rescued one patient after another, and rushed into the fire again.

Take two people and a baby out of the rubble before it collapses.

Even now, Toru Amuro didn't know the other party's name.

Only the uniform on the opponent's body has a flame symbol on it. In addition, the unofficial rescue teams, medical teams, large search and rescue teams and large machines that arrive behind are all signs of this flame.

"Don't give it to me, give it to others in need."

Pushing it away, there are still many people sitting in the ruins. What they may need is the biscuits and milk in front of them.

But he was grabbed by the opponent, and then stuffed the milk and biscuits in his hands.

"This is not what I gave you. It was a person who was rescued by you who wanted me to give it to you. He wants you to eat a little.

Want to break free, but there is no way to break free.

The momentary force, if you change to another person, you will be shocked, but the man in front of him doesn't feel anything.

Amuro revealed a trace of hesitation, regarding the man in front of him and the food in his hands.

Looking at each other's pupils, those eyes are completely different from the current hell on earth. Those eyes are full of sunshine and warmth, and they will give people real flame and courage.

"Then...thank you."

In the end, I caught it, and the milk and biscuits that the other party handed over didn't weigh much.

"By the way, my name is Tou Amuro."

The man in front of him smiled. When he grinned, he would show the silly feeling of white teeth, but he would be infected by the other party, and most of the haze that had been in Anshi's heart was eliminated.

Then, there seemed to be someone calling the man in front of him, and he heard a "future" from a distance.

"Thank you, it should be me... I look forward to seeing you next time, Mr. Toru Amuro."

Taking out a business card from his pocket, the man named "Future" left.

Amuro looked at the business card in his hand.

The symbol of flame, the Phoenix search and rescue team...

————Hibino Future.

Returning to the car, tearing open the bag of cookies, and inserting the straw into the milk, utterly devoured.

There is only a small portion, and the time required to eat it is only 30 seconds, but such a small amount...

Crazy grabbing his hair, shaking off all the dust on his head, the original decadent state disappeared, Amuro reached into the neckline and took the knot to take out the photo folder.

Turning over, the photos of the five people in the police academy have the same smiles on their faces.

Just like the man who had just left, it was the same smile, full of hope.

"No matter what test I go through, I will stick to it because I believe in you."

I believe you will guard this country!

I believe your enthusiasm for life!

At the last moment, the impossible becomes possible!

Holding the steering wheel tightly, Amuro looked in the direction in front of him, all the thoughts in his mind were washed away.

All the cases, all the clues, the architecture and Morigu Teji are linked together, the familiar bomb design and explosive methods, and the bombs of Big Brother...

Organizational handwriting.

After the car was launched and ejected, Amuro felt that there was still a lot of things to check by himself. Since the organization is involved, there must be reasons behind it and the relationship chain.

After Amuro left, a car parked far away also started to move.

Feng Yuan looked at Amito who had left, with a relieved smile on his face.

"Tears cannot save anything."

Look at the ruins over there, get off the car, and walk over step by step...

"And what people can rely on is only themselves, the courage to face disasters and the confidence to survive together."

...

Sayuri Matsumoto will get married tomorrow, so today is the last day.

"Mom, your daughter will take you with you to watch her try on her wedding dress."

Picking up the photo in front of the bedside table, the photo of the mother and daughter, Sayuri gently wiped it with her hand. There was no trace of dust, but she would smooth it subconsciously.

Put it carefully in your bag, and then leave your teacher's apartment.

Hiring a taxi on the side of the road, the sun is more abundant today, and everything feels very cordial.

She didn't call her best friend, nor did she call Amuro Tou. Sayuri didn't want to trouble anyone at the last moment.

Just go to try the wedding dress, everyone else is the mother to accompany her daughter to try it together, now Sayuri is just going to take her mother and let the other party see her in the wedding dress.

As for tomorrow... close your eyes and everything is over.

The largest wedding hall in Mihua District is also one of the rare top-levels that is not controlled by the Suzuki Group. As for the owner behind it, no one knows.

Only this wedding hall has the largest floor space. It is a five-story shopping mall. The interior is full of exhibition halls for wedding dresses. It also takes care of all wedding matters.

"Hello, madam, what can I do for you?"

"There is an appointment to try the wedding dress today. The name is Sayuri Matsumoto."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The service staff left for a short while, and Sayuri exhaled, but there was a smell of roses in the exhibition hall at the door, and a huge rose flower bed was in front of her.

Piano music in my ear, "To Alice" by Mozart.

There are also other couples who walk in, and there will be mothers who bring their daughters together, and in the process they will help her daughter to stretch the corners of her clothes and tidy her back or invisible positions.

Sayuri, who only walked in, seemed like a special point.