My sister can't be Ayase Little Angel

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Ryunosuke frowned, and reluctantly put his fingers under Mai Sakurajima's nose, still not a little breath.

Ryuzhisuke gritted his teeth and treated the dead horse as a living horse doctor, ready to rescue Mai-senpai himself.

As for calling an ambulance and sending to the hospital, that is impossible.

Someone passed by them earlier, but there was no response, which meant that the others could not see Mai-senpai.

So even if Mai-senpai is sent to the hospital, the doctor will not be able to rescue him, and may even drive him out as a mental illness.

Ryunosuke squatted on the ground, looking at Mai-senpai lying on the white tiles in the library, he felt that this world was so real like never before.

People will die if they are killed, even if she is the heroine.

Long Zhisuke also began to rescue, that is, artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

However, Mai Sakurajima is dressed as a bunny girl.

The upper body is a black low-cut tights, very tight and close to the body, otherwise the clothes without suspenders would have fallen off early.

So, no way, Ryunosuke had to untie her clothes and loosen her chest.

Life is important, I believe Mai-senpai will not be angry.

In this way, in the eyes of others, Ryunosuke performed artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation against a mass of air.

About five minutes later, there was still no one from Ryunosuke's corner.

He stopped, his ears pressed against Mai Sakurajima's chest, and he didn't seem to have heard his heartbeat.

Ryunosuke unwillingly probed her snort with his fingers again, no, no~~~

He gritted his teeth and continued to kneel on the ground to give Mai Sakurajima a cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

5 minutes, 10 minutes, 15 minutes, 30 minutes...

Ryunosuke never stopped, and two people passed by during the period, but they just kept away from him with a strange look and alert.

Fortunately, they did not call the teacher over, otherwise he would inevitably be interrupted.

But it's a pity that Mai-senpai still closed her eyes, she didn't have a heartbeat or breath at all.

Ryunosuke sat slumped on the ground with exhaustion, looking at Mai-senpai on the ground, or the corpse of Mai-senpai with his eyes blankly.

[No, no, no help.

Why is it not a concussion?

Why did he die if he didn't hit his temple?

Is the brain dead?

No help, it's been half an hour.

I killed...

Mai-senpai was killed by me.

Ryunosuke tremblingly stretched out his hand to hold Mai Sakurajima's hand, and his hand was slowly getting cold.

He sat on the ground blankly, looking at the corpse before him.

...One minute, three minutes, eight minutes...

Finally, he recovered a bit, he had tried his best.

Although he killed it, it was just an accidental misunderstanding, and no one wanted it to happen."Don't blame me, it's all your bad life, don't blame me, don't blame me, don't blame me..."

Ryunosuke shook his head and muttered like self-hypnosis.

……after awhile……

After temporarily venting his emotions, he looked at the corpse of Mai Sakurajima lying on the ground in front of him, thinking what to do.

[However, no matter what, she can't let her go away disheveled.

He slowly put on Sakurajima Mai's coat, arranged his hair and put on bunny ears.

then?Leave here first, to a place with few people.

He put Mai Sakurajima's body on his shoulders, got up and started walking outside the library.[Where to go?I don't know, go out first.

Others couldn't see Mai Sakurajima, and naturally looked at Ryunosuke strangely.

Because he raised one arm and walked like holding the elevator handle.

However, the others just looked at it two more times and lost interest.

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Although it was only an accident, although no one would sanction him.

But Ryunosuke was still in a daze.Go to listen to the book network www.7tingshu.com

If it were an enemy, it would be killed if it was killed. He could guarantee that at most he would be disgusted by seeing the blood, and he would soon return to normal.

But, she is Mai Sakurajima, and he also has a good impression of her.

All this is different.

Just like killing Doraemon, how dazed, uncomfortable, and regretful.

Ryunosuke walked in confusion.

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When I came back to God, I had already reached the door of the house.

Although Einstein immigrated to the United States, before he died, he used German as his mother tongue and said two vague words before he passed away.

Ryunosuke was similar, and when he was most at a loss, he came to his most comfortable place-his home.

Seeing the house, he smiled bitterly, and glanced at Mai-senpai who was on his shoulder.

No matter, I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me.

Although he failed to save Mai Sakurajima, at least he was able to erect a tombstone in the courtyard of his house to pay homage to him during the holidays.

The person who makes this sense of existence disappear can also be remembered. This is the last thing he can do for Mai-senpai.

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However, after entering the door, Ryunosuke found that Ayase had returned home.

Then naturally you can't dig a hole in the courtyard to bury Senior Sister.

Therefore, he had to take Mai Sakurajima to his room and put her on... the bed, not on the ground.

dead?If it was the bed where Mai-senpai lay on the body, he wouldn't mind.

Ryunosuke was sitting by the bed, combing Sakurajima Mai's long black hair, which was messed up during the transport.

After finishing her hair and tidying up her clothes, Ryunosuke stopped.

The pretty and beautiful senior sister was lying on her bed, there was no pain on her face, only calmness.

It doesn't seem to be dead at all, it seems to be just sleeping peacefully.

It's a pity, it's a pity that she is not a sleeping beauty. Long Zhisuke just gave her artificial respiration for more than half an hour, but it still didn't work.

Long Zhijie bowed his head and let out a long sigh, then stretched out his hand to probe Mai Sakurajima's nose, there was no breath.

He lay on the heart of Mai-senpai again and listened, his heartbeat was not at all.

Long Zhisuke unwillingly touched her wrist, but there was no pulse.

"There is no pulse." He grabbed Mai Sakurajima's wrist and said weakly.

Ryunosuke sighed a little while sitting on the bed, leaning his forehead with his arms on his knees, and looking at Mai Sakurajima from time to time.

Sitting on the bed like this, he didn't know what he was thinking or doing.

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In short, the light in the room was slowly dimming, and the hour hand of the wall clock was pointing at five and fifty.

There was a knock on the door of his room, and Ryunosuke suddenly recovered and panicked. He heard Ayase say that he had eaten.

Then he was relieved and agreed.

Sitting by the bed, Ryunosuke glanced at Mai Sakurajima lying on the bed again, and touched her hand with a hint of luck.

It's already very cold.

"I'm sorry!" Ryunosuke closed his eyes and said in pain, "I really didn't mean it, I really did my best."

He blamed himself for a while, and then slowly lowered Mai Sakurajima's hand, sighed and went downstairs.

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In the living room, Mom and Dad have also returned and are sitting at the dining table.

A table of delicious food is also steaming, waiting for me.

Long Zhisuke walked to the dinner table and sat down, and said with his family, "I'm moving."

As always, enjoying delicious and delicious meals and chatting about today's affairs at will, warm and harmonious.

Although ordinary, it is enough to make many people envy.

This simple scene, for a long time, also cured Ryunosuke, who lacked knowledge and perception of family affection.

But today, Ryunosuke really cannot let go.

This feeling is like killing the black cat accidentally, and then immersed in regret, desperate for life.

Now I just changed the subject to Mai Sakurajima. It was not that painful, but it was absolutely uncomfortable. It could not be cured in a few hours or a day.