Hidden Assassin

It's raining again in Tokyo.

Such quiet rain rarely occurs in the summer. When the rain falls from the roof of the old house, it dings and bangs. The water drops fall into a curtain about outside the corridor. When she opens her eyes, she sees the sunlight coming through the window.

There is a bloody smell in the room, more intense smell of medicine, still feeling physically tired, plaster on left hand fixed, drip on, some places convey the feeling of acid and numbness, about the effect of narcotics has not dispersed, some places still pain. She looked quietly at the ceiling.

Still... alive...

The spirit has not yet fully awakened from the state of trance. It is inconspicuous. There is a voice coming from outside the door. She closes her eyes and feels tired as if the dust in the air is falling everywhere. If anything, it is heavy.

Then a "wow” sounded, someone opened the door, the white light penetrated the yard behind the person, the air vibrated by the sound: “Thank you.” The pronunciation of Japanese, as if suddenly provoked by something sharp, heart strings, contracted heart, grabbed dead by an invisible big hand, she almost felt the entire body skin tightened instantly, pain became insignificant thoughts, for four years countless images, in the dark field of view past.

One hand fell on her forehead, and she heard the voice saying, "Wake up? ”

It's like the first time in her life she's seen a stranger, so half-baked, she shrinks in a slight tremor:

“… hmm. ”

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Human beings live without permanence.

As a girl who had been growing up in Japan as a child, she also had a silent and unpleasant personality. Although she had subsequently trained in Chinese during Jianghai, Kaoru has not been very good at Chinese. After all, language is meant to speak, and this distance cannot be compensated for by any talent. But at this moment, this young girl who speaks Chinese and has some Japanese accents actually feels the meaning of this idiom.

The rain was still loud, and the quiet rain in the morning became violent in the afternoon. The sky was dark as if it were dusk at night. Instead, the cabin became calm in endless rainfall. She lay on her bed and watched the drip slowly flow. If she tried to cross her head, she could see the warm yellow light of the door next door. Jiaming moved a short stool to sit by the door and buried her head to see the comic book she had got back four years ago.

It's not easy to be fatigued, but every time you take your eyes back into the dark, she always wonders if everything from the last moment, the warm yellow lights, the teenagers reading under the lights, even the quiet in the rain, is a dream. Whether it was hallucinations caused by her thoughts over the past four years, or just precious pieces of memory, in any case, from last night until now, the air seemed to have some kind of fantasy that she could feel but could not grasp, she did not care about the truth about everything, sometimes she wondered whether she was dead, so that she could live in eternal, like real hope and hallucination, of course, it did not matter.

She just keeps trying to make sure that when she turns around again, the person she remembers sits next to the door with the warm yellow light and is there with her.

She could even fantasize, as if the rain had flooded the entire world outside, that the only house was drifting in the endless ocean, and he was sitting by the door reading a book, and she was lying in bed watching him. Whether four years ago or four years later, this is enough to make her give up everything in exchange for happiness.

Sometimes if you think about it, you can be as satisfied as a hamster that has had enough food for the winter.

Of course, whenever she turned her head so hard and carelessly, the doorman looked this way and confirmed the drip, then asked: "Drink water? ”

Sometimes she nodded and sometimes shook her head. From morning to afternoon, she changed drips twice. She was held by her family to the toilet once. The injuries were severe for ordinary people, but for these people who were on the lifeline, although it was also very tragic, there was at last no place that really endangered their lives, cultivated for a period of time, was good, and did not leave too much after-effects for future life.

“Tomorrow, let them find someone to take care of you. The rest is fine, but bathing in the toilet isn't good enough for me to help you. ”

Half of the body of Kaoru now is plastered. Although movement is inconvenient, it is not always necessary to take off clothes and other actions. Kaoru does not care about these things, but it is not for Kaoru to take care of himself. He nodded. “Hmm”. Jia Ming looked at the comics and later looked up and said: “What happened to the wall over there? It seems to have broken the new patch. ”

“Yes... Buntarō...”

“Eh…”

Wentaro and Kaoru have a few problems. Tomorrow morning the family will know. After a moment, she shook her head and smiled. “After all these years, it's not easy for her to get a girl...”

“I told him... tell him to stop..."

“Huh…”

In the afternoon, right there in the fierce rain, during the occasional bland conversation in the room, I tried to open my mouth several times and asked “When will the teacher go back?” Jiaming said that something would stay here for a while before she let go of her heart, asked about Jing Jing, Sha Sha, Jiang Hai, some things to say, but at this time she could not say, Jiaming let her sleep a little more rest, but her eyes opened soon after, trying to check back to confirm that Jiaming was still not there.

In the evening, Jiaming went to Yuechi's dining hall to bring the food back for dinner. Kaoru is still not suitable for eating on the first day of surgery. In the evening, Jiaming moved the TV that Kaoru bought four years ago to her room to put it away. Who knew that it had not been maintained for four years, the TV was broken and could not be released. Jiaming had to tear it up for repair, clean the dust, reset the circuit, and blow it with a hair dryer for a while before it could play properly. On that night, the two people watched two episodes of the Japanese idol show, which had not been seen in many years, and then slept together.

At night, Jiaming woke up four times, changed drips, fed water, and took her to the bathroom.

Over the next few days, Jiaming stayed here.

There will be a long process to follow up on this incident initiated by Peroga. The Tsukiki family has been busy these days, but they have taken advantage of it after all. On the political front, Hisashi Tsingchuan has used the evidence gathered by Kaoru to start suppressing the political enemies, and the scene is boiling. These things didn't bother the family, and the next day, after the Tsukikiki family arranged a full-time female doctor to take care of Kaoru, all he needed to do was walk around every day reading comics and getting bored. Under the rendering of the people, he can live in the lavender yard almost became a legend, qualified to talk to him and dare to talk to him almost none, although there are also some youngsters smaller than Ventaro and lavender to see him is just a teenager, the legend will be doubtful, but dare to explore, after all, none.

After all, even if they hadn't experienced the time he killed the Imperial Guard, they would have always seen the power that Kaoru showed this time. Kaoru was still alive and was said to have loved him very much. They would not dare to provoke the family's elder daughter, who was said to have been blunt in character and had never given face to anyone.

However, the young man who was sent to look after Kaoru Nakamura, who used to be a doctor of the Tsukiki family, also took care of Kaoru, and stayed with him for a few days. The young man who was reading comics all the time - and was a young girl's comic book - also faded his fear and caution, and was able to talk to Kaoru and Jiaming for a few words. After all, when he was holding good intentions, Jiaming was indeed a more harmless man than anyone else.

It is really helpless to read only girls' comics every day. Comics were bought four years ago by Kaoru. She had no research on this aspect herself. She went to the bookstore to buy “nice comics". The owner naturally recommended a lot of girls' comics to her. It took Ming two or three days to read this pile of comics with ease. Only then did she turn out the old borrowing card from the grocery drawer that Kaoru had never tidied up and go to the neighborhood outside the Tsukiki family to rent a new book.

Yuechi family has always been divided into two parts inside and outside. The old house inside is the core. The outside area is much bigger than the old house. It is a modern residential area made up of some relatives, relatives or middle and upper level personnel not involved in internal affairs. There are shops, medium-sized supermarkets, convenience stores, bookstores and even small walking streets. There are also a variety of people in the neighborhood. Book cards handled by such inner personnel as Kaoru are basically permanently valid. The family goes to the bookstore every afternoon to get a bunch of books, magazines and so on. On the fifth day, after entering the old house, they finally encounter with the welcoming Yuechi political sky, Tsingchuanhei and other people.

In fact, for the character of Jiaming, the people of the Moon Pool family are currently a little elusive. Such powerful people, they want to get close, and they are afraid to accidentally screw things up. Five days ago, after he suddenly appeared to Kaoru first aid, some Moon Pool family members politely expressed the meaning of the interview by helping the surgeon, but Jia Ming refused, as if it were a joke. Neither this expression nor the reply is formal, but there may be only one opportunity to say something formally. Through the knowledge of Nakamura doctors over the past few days, they also felt that perhaps this kind of casual chat would be more natural.

Therefore, when Qingchuan Ping returned to the Moon Pool family for a few days, the Moon Pool political sky seized the opportunity. At this time, he came out with him to take a look, and then “met” the family member who walked while reading the comic book magazine.

A lot of people walked over there, flipped the magazine's home raised its head, then consciously avoided to the side of the road, but when Moon Pool politics actively greeted him, he had to smile up and say in Japanese: “Mr. Moon Pool, have you eaten? ”

“Uh...” I naturally understood this Chinese greeting moon pool political and air, I smiled and answered, then introduced Qingchuan Pingji, asked about the lavender, after a few trivial and trivial sentences, I could probably understand Jia Ming's war performance, but in the face of real people, I was a little confused that Qingchuan Pingji also smiled and participated in the conversation.

“Is Mr. Gu really Chinese? ”

“Yeah.”

“Not many Chinese can speak Japanese like this. ”

“It would be helpful to come to Japan to kill. ”

“Uh-huh... Soga Soga...” Qingchuan Ping smiled, “Mr. Gu has been here for so long, and he understands what's going on here. I don't know how he feels about this side, what are his thoughts? ”

“Ah, you mean against Japan? ”

“Hehe...”

“Diaoyu Island is from China, thank you. ”

“ …… ”

For a moment in the cold field, a bodyguard next to Qingchuan Pingji almost shouted "Baga” and pulled out the gun. He was handed everything by Yuechi's political knife. Half his arm fell asleep like that. Under the sun at dusk, Qingchuan Pingji and Yuechi's political skies then joined together and laughed. Jiaming lowered his head and turned the comic book over a page. Then he also raised his head to reveal a smile. The scene was embarrassing, and Yuechi's political skies and others laughed quite silly.

Soon after, Jiaming turned over the cartoon magazine and walked over to them. Moon Pool, Zhengkong and others sent him far behind, and then went to the other side.

Whenever people are distracted or lazy to deal with, Jiaming's hidden malice will be expressed in the form of an exaggeration. The question of Hisashi Kiyokawa is naturally hoping that Jiaming will make a few points about the future of Yuechi and Kiyokawa, an interest group. But after that answer, they naturally understand that Jiaming has no psychology at all. Next, if the conversation about the lavender may give some ideas, it is probably impossible to cooperate in the interests or something. In fact, they are also fortunate that people like Jiaming are mostly not considered enemies.

A hundred days of injuries, but this is a measure of the healing time of ordinary people. As a measure of arousal, it is now possible to move out of bed. One leg and one hand, while still plastered, relying on a wheelchair or a cane, are able to act reluctantly. Over the next few days, the family of the moon pond, who has not seen too many times in years, can finally see her figure occasionally in the alley of her old house.

In the morning, Jia Ming occasionally comes out to breathe fresh air. For him now, pure physical training doesn't mean much anymore. Summer is foggy. The protection of the natural scenery on the Moon Pool family is good. Sometimes he sees the sunrise on the top of the mountain, sometimes he walks around the Moon Pool family's trail, sometimes he shows up on a bench beside the playground, and sits there watching a Moon Pool family working out on the playground in the morning fog. At this time, the guys are always very nervous. Jia Ming doesn't pick and evaluate each other's hands, and can look at everything.

Sometimes Kamikaze went out and followed her in a wheelchair. She didn't have to follow Dr. Nakamura. She pushed the wheel around the dining room with one hand and slowly went to the dining room. She held things in her arms with her plastered hand, such as soy milk, green bean sand, and bun head. In the morning streets, she looked for where she might go. The roads were uneven, the wheelchair squeaked occasionally, and people who occasionally rang asked, she hit a few patches on her face, but the appearance was still beautiful. Although the expression was cool, there was no smile, but the calmness of the conversation had been quite friendly, and many people who had not been able to talk to her before would even be asked some stutter.

Wentaro pushed the wheelchair for her to find Jiaming once. After finding it, she said thank you and Wentaro turned away. About in his heart, he finally drew a period for this fruitless bitterness.

Kaoru and Jiaming didn't talk much, lived under the same roof, ate together, watched TV, and in the evening, Jiaming pushed her out for a walk. In front of Kaoru, Kaoru was too lazy to find any boring topics to increase friendship or anything. Kaoru was not a talkative personality. He was happy to see what he wanted to do in Japan and why she didn't want to take care of it. Of course, these four years have left her with a bit of a grudge and a few things to say, but every time she's in front of Homer, she can't tell.

What should we do in the future...

“Don't let the imagination run wild, I like yours too...”

Think about these, think about those. Occasionally at night, holding the panda against the star outside the window or the moon, Kaoru also has some distressed thoughts to think about...

On the fourteenth day of Jiaming's arrival here, it had entered August, Kaori had been able to get out of his wheelchair and try to walk. On this evening, after receiving a message from the computer over the phone with Jing and Sha Sha, Jiaming finally told Kaori why he was still in Japan.

“I'm leaving tomorrow for North Sea Road. ”

“Uh, teacher... return it? ”

“I won't come back. The purpose of this visit is two things. One is on your side, and the other is to meet someone. Your side of the thing is already done. After seeing him, it's time to go back...”

“Hmm...” she lowered her head, her eyes blinking desperately, for a moment, she probably thought the reaction was too rude, looked up and asked: “Who does the teacher want to see?” God knows she has no interest in this.

“Origin depends on the dynasty. ”

“Mmm.”

It was as if hearing a trivial name, absent-minded, quiet in the room, Jiaming picked up a teacup with fruit juice in front of her and took a sip, just moments later she said casually: “There is one other thing. ”

“Hmm…”

“You wanted me to teach you something, to prove yourself in front of your father, and now you've probably done it. For the Moon Pool family, you don't really seem to belong for a few days. Oh, more stranger than I am, you've been doing better at Sacred Heart College for a while. In that case, leave. As for me, I have consulted with Ling Jing and they will open a surgery orthopedic clinic in the future. Ling Jing loves to play the piano, Sasha said she can help, huh, but she is not in the mood to be a nurse, if there is no place to go, come help me later. It doesn't pay much, it doesn't act as a killer stimulus, just be calm, you can think about it...”

“Mmm…”

Still absent-minded.

A moment later, Kaoru suddenly raised his head and looked into the eyes of his family. He was already about to cry...

That night, Jia Ming dropped the comic book and sighed slightly as she was about to go to bed: "That's enough... save another fortune...”

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Ah, I'm used to abusive. I'm really not used to writing happy lavender... I really want to continue abusive...