Chapter 11 No Regret(2)

The sound of rain outside the window became clearer. The tropical rainy season, the rainy season in his life, may never pass.

But he stood here on his legs, and walked here under the guidance of his free will

He is Asamiha

At this moment, he has the right to choose his destiny

He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, and his fingers holding the door frame tightly released one by one, one by one.

Then he took a step forward, and then

Even though he tried his best, he could not control his trembling, but his feet continued to walk to the front of Kasumi Ninja, facing the teacher who had changed his life.

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Step by step, two, three steps

The young man walked slowly towards him, staggering, but never stopped. When the slightly thin figure finally stood in front of Ren, he couldn't help but hold his breath and hold the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands tightly.

He had never seen such a feather, he had seen a feather waking up on the training platform, resentful but helpless. He had seen a feather crawling humiliatedly on the ground with a leg splitter, and also saw a Zero who was kneeling gently at his feet, waiting for the Zero he used, which was a cargo, a prisoner, and a slave he loved, but he had never seen a young man who was equal to him in a standing posture.

That feeling... was really subtle like the clay man in his hand. He suddenly had life and blinked at him, which made him a little surprised.

The young man was taller than he thought. He had never imagined that he would stand. He didn't expect that he was almost the same height as him. But now his legs were broken and he could only sit in a wheelchair. He had to look up to see the young man's face.

This angle made him uncomfortable. Although his eyes were flustered, it was obvious that he felt uneasy.

The world changes and the time changes, and the host and the guest change, but he is still immersed in a certain emotion in the past and cannot return to his soul for a while

He felt a little angry when he noticed his incompetence, shook his hands into a fist, gently pressed against his chin, coughed lightly, and said: Kneel down

Kneel down

He had issued this order countless times, brief and determined, even if his voice was so low that he could not hear it, he could know what he was saying just by looking at his lips.

This command was effective. He saw the young man take a step back subconsciously, but then stood firm, with a flash of anger in his eyes, and his wandering eyes finally bet on him.

The rain outside the window was still rustling, as if the endless rainy weather and the moldy smell from the ground were mixed together, causing the walls to turn dirty and white. They were facing each other's eyes coldly in this narrow and cramped space.

A ray of dim and pale light was projected on the young man's face, and his dark eyes were extremely calm and calm, clearly indicating the master's will and determination. Only those who know him best can see the fear and confusion hidden deep in the pupils.

Even if a year has passed, he is still clear and transparent in front of his sternity. Although his past obedience and caterpancy has been replaced by diamond-like stubbornness and sharpness.

Being able to do this has already gathered all his courage, right? Even though his legs still couldn't help but tremble

Although Zhang Huang had already wanted to escape, he insisted on forcing himself to stand here, trying hard to clean up his fragmented dignity, and even acting fierce and evil. It seemed that if a step back would be a disaster, it would be really hard for him.

Looking at him with unblinking eyes, his young and vicissitudes of eyes, his body that exudes a breath of asceticism but is extremely tempting, and through these appearances, he can see clearly the fragility under his strength, the wandering soul under his quiet and cold appearance.

That is his feather, his zero... No matter what the man is now, what form he changes, it will be the same attraction to him.

Contradiction is eternal beauty and he loves it

My heart was suddenly moved by a gentle sentimental feeling. I felt that continuing this meaningless confrontation was boring and boring: You are like this... Do you know what I am thinking?

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips: The mouse is afraid of cats, it is rumored that he has strengthened the rat's courage and knocked the cat over.

Perhaps the joke in his eyes was too obvious, and the young man showed an angry look on his face, but his tone was very plain, without any emotion, and without any ups and downs. He just simply stated the facts: No matter what you think, how to comfort yourself, Kasuma Ninja, you are finished

He was originally a bit awkward, but gradually became smooth: You are good at word games and whitewashing yourself. No matter how vicious things you apply on layers of glaze, they can make a lot of sense, but so what? I can ignore it, and I don't want it, then I can be unaffected.

He looked at Ninja condescendingly, and his height advantage made him calm: The facts are right in front of me, I have a future, and you don’t have time to prove everything in the end. If you still have a little courage, you should admit this.

His face, full of anger but forced suppression, was the most charming. His aggressive black eyes seemed to burn the air. How long has it been since I seen such a scene? I thought I would never see it again in this life.

But, it's still a little different. I recalled the image of the young man who cursed himself for AIDS as soon as he was frustrated. Now he is obviously much more calm and calm, even if he is trembling with anger at his fingertips, his voice is still stable and appropriate. Has he learned to be patient and self-control in recent years of slavery? The last sentence actually means a counterattack.

I felt a little proud in my heart. It was not that I didn't care about what Yu said, but I couldn't be at a disadvantage and was ridiculed by a slave.

He tapped his fingers on the wheelchair armrest, his smile was still gentle and calm, and his eyebrows were filled with a little ridicule: I heard you say this, do you agree with the use of violent and disabled limbs? You might as well tell you that if you really judge it by law, the crime of Qingfei is much heavier than me, and the reason why he became a criminal is because of you

He raised his head and smiled, shook his head and said: I really didn't expect that you would be proud of this...

Yu Chong turned a deaf ear to the words he said just now, he had slowly calmed down and no matter how great his fear was, he was vented, just like in the summer study, he recorded all his struggles and confusions in his diary alone.

All the past are like the one who died yesterday before his death, and he is not the teacher who is in power in the past, nor is he a lamb to be slaughtered. Why bother to scare yourself?

He took another step forward, staring at the shadow with two legs left, which was actually shorter than himself.

The image becomes more and more specific, and I feel more and more confident that once the demon in my dream walks into the sunlight, it will dissipate like smoke.

The trembling stopped unknowingly. He stared at the figure in the wheelchair and slowly said: Do you know why Kiyoko saved your life? He just wanted me to deal with you. He hoped that I could truly face you and completely get rid of the shadow you left behind.

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on his lips for the first time: So now I can stand here, it is already a victory

Nin snorted coldly and said disdainfully: It's Sanada Kiyoto again! Is it necessary to mention him every time you say it? It's just a single-cell animal with a bad temper. The only advantage is that it has two points of brute force.

Realizing that he was restless, he let out a sigh, gently pressed his forehead with his fingers, and said calmly: I don’t know what you mean by victory, but you need to mention Sanada Kiyoto at any time to boost your courage. This victory is really illusory

He looked up and said with a smile: Is this the victory you want? Turn from one person to another? Besides, does he know you? Is he good to you?

A strange look flowed in his eyes, which seemed to be nostalgic and sad, but the obvious sarcasm of the slightly raised lips revealed, making people suspect that the fleeting sorrow was just an illusion

Yu seemed to have not heard it, and still stared at him with a cold smile: Do you still want to find your slave A Ling in me? Don't waste your energy, he is already dead

Even though his facial expression was well controlled enough, Yu still saw a slight fluctuation in his eyes, so the smile on the corners of his lips became stronger and colder: I didn't expect that you still have a little bit of feelings for him, it's a pity, he may be the only person in the world who cares about you.

And he is already dead

Standing in front of you is Asamiha

After saying this, he took another step forward, and the distance between him and the teacher was no more than one meter, which had exceeded the normal psychological warning line of people, so the teacher shrank his head slightly, as if he wanted to avoid it

Or this is just his illusion. The teacher's posture has not changed, and he is still stuck in the same place. Both of them seem to be nailed to death by some force on the spot.

Their eyes gathered in the air, solidified for a moment, and then staggered each other, as if they were tacitly understood but completely empty

Your hair... He suddenly said something without thinking

Um?

Your hair is much whiter...

He was shocked and subconsciously turned his head to look at the mirror. The man in the mirror did have a few white hairs, but is this a lot? He looked at this face every day and didn't notice it.

At this time, he saw Yu's smile, cruel and innocent: And your eyes, even if they are so close, how many things can you see clearly? Are you almost completely blind?

Your skin... is so dull and wrinkles around your eyes, have you never noticed it?

Speaking of this, Yu paused slightly, deliberately strengthened his tone, and said word by word: You are old!

In the dark light, he silently faced the images in the mirror, his aging was gone.

The young man behind him was smiling, with a childlike smile and cruelty he was unfamiliar with. He was frightened by this and felt sad.

His hands slowly clenched into fists, and he shouted softly: Stop your mouth!

Yuqing couldn't help but tremble, not because of his words but because of his strong and angry posture, but then he sneered and looked at him provocatively with an indifferent look: See clearly? You are old!

I looked at him quietly, and my eyes seemed to be a little pity. The familiar, gentle and sad eyes were the most unbearable pain he had in this life. I couldn't help but say angrily: What do you think I'm still afraid of you now? You...

After a blocked throat, he slowed down his tone and said slowly: You are old...

After saying this, a desolation suddenly appeared in his eyes, like a child who saw the fireworks dissipate in the sky, and the world fell into endless darkness again

The extremely graceful and beautiful light and shadow are just dreams and bubbles, and they will disappear in an instant

You are old... He repeated it slowly, with no expression on his face, just simply repeating this fact

But for some reason, this simple retelling aroused more anger than any sharp words. Before he could say anything, he brought out a burst of sudden cough. He coughed so hard that his whole body curled up and had to hold on to the wheelchair armrest tightly.

After a shocking cough, he barely took a breath, looked up at Yu, his eyes gloomy: Okay, I know you hate me, there is no need to repeat this sentence in a different form...

He stared at Yu tightly, with a cold flame flashing in his eyes, and a faint blue ray of eyes was raised, like the lonely blue that appeared when the flames burned to the highest temperature, and said word by word: But, besides hating me, do you have nothing else to say to me?

His eyes were so scary that Yu Qing couldn't help but take a step back. He had to use all his strength to restrain his urge to turn around and escape.

He felt that he could no longer bear his intention to leave him, so he reached out and grabbed him. Yu exclaimed, and the patchwork masks burst out at this moment, and his feet slipped, causing the two to fall to the ground together.

So, Ninja once again pressed his whole body over him

The night is coming, maybe the night has never passed

The familiar fear suddenly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head and he struggled without any image, making a series of screams and murmurs that no one could understand.

He quickly let go of Yu and tried to get up by himself, but his legs were too inflexible and he couldn't struggle for a long time. When the two of them were entangled, he saw something seemed to be in Yu's ears.

He felt a little nervous, and he looked carefully with all his eyes: That's right, it's ear plugs

Before he could react, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, as if a wind was passing by, so light, like a casual kiss from his lover