"If I could destroy you..."

Looking up, looking at the top of the 100-meter-high sky, two figures seemed to be fighting.

"For the sake of the public interest, even if we both die together, I am willing to accept this outcome."

Xiaolan stood on the lake, looking up at the shadow in the waterfall above, where the two began to struggle.

Is this a dream?

Stepping on the water waves, your feet are like a fairy on the lake, gently swaying towards the waterfall.

The waterfall falls from high altitude, and the water curtain falls down, making a loud sound, covering up the sounds other than the sound of water, and the water mist stirred up makes it difficult to see clearly.

I can't see clearly the person who fell.

Xiaolan raised her head and looked at the figure still on the waterfall. 'He' was still there, not moving.

He was also looking at the person who fell, making sure that he had truly fallen and would not appear again.

"That person should be saved."

Kindness welled up in her heart, and the moment she made up her mind, Xiaolan felt the pulling force, moved toward the person who fell from the waterfall, and merged under the water.

With the help of the swaying waves, you can quickly reach the area where the drowned person is.

I don't know why, but that man is smiling.

Aren't arguments supposed to be angry expressions?

Why can this person still smile and seem to contain all the tenderness and contentment in the world?

He didn't struggle, he just sank slowly...

Approaching again, Xiaolan was really in front of the boy. Although the boy was suffocating, he maintained the happiest expression. His lips moved slightly, exhaling the only air he had, and was instantly submerged by the lake water.

There was no desire to live at all.

The water spray scattered his hair, and a very obvious dull hair swayed in the middle, and he 'accepted' this ending with the subject's will.

"Do you need my help?"

This boy feels so familiar, as if he has appeared in some of his memories, very faint, as if buried deep in the depths of life, like a shadow that travels with him.

The boy shook his head. The soft eyeliner that was compatible with water was hidden deep in the dark blue pupils.

The last action was just to stretch out my hand...

It seems that I want to seize the last light, the holy light of the sun... and it is also like saying goodbye to the holy light.

Xiaolan once again had an idea.

I want to come forward!

...

"Kousheng!"

The call that broke through the early morning startled the black cat in the corridor to tremble slightly and quickly ran away.

Lan's house, Lan's bedroom.

Her whole body looked like someone had been pulled out of a sauna, her head was covered with sweat, and her whole body was gushing with heat. Her lower body was still under the heavy quilt, and Xiaolan was sitting on the bed.

Waiting's big eyes were staring blankly at the wall panel in front of him, with fear that had not yet calmed down in his eyes.

In the dream, at the last moment, I get close to the boy and observe his face...

Well, I dreamed that my brother died again.

I covered my forehead with my hand, and my whole head felt like cramps. I kept repeating the scene in my dream, about falling into a waterfall.

But dreams are like this, the more you recall them, the thinner they become.

Eventually it dissipates into smoke and you can't recall any details.

Xiaolan turned her head and looked out the window. The first ray of sunlight in the morning had already finished pouring in, and the bewitching vermilion color took away people's vision.

Look at the red mobile phone on the bedside.

Originally, I planned to call Shinichi to buy a new mobile phone, because the person facing him in the first sequence was Kudo Shinichi, and the second person was Suzuki Sonoko.

Finally, before the competition, his brother gave him a new mobile phone as a gift for winning karate.

Mao Lilan no longer needs to trouble Shinichi who is busy with work, nor does she need to drag in her roommate Sonoko.

Open the flip cover and look at the time on the screen.

Sunday, eight o'clock in the morning.

Today I have a date with Shinichi. The location is Dorobika Paradise. The date is at ten o'clock in the morning.

It’s still early…

I don’t know why, but this sentence came into Xiaolan’s mind.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his body felt tired, probably because he spent too much time shopping yesterday.

"Take another rest."

After closing the flip phone, Xiaolan lay down again and buried herself in the quilt.

With her head resting on a comfortable pillow, the large princess bed accommodates the only girl, and she can hear the air conditioner being turned on all night, so she won't feel the slightest chill.

I didn't fall asleep, but I didn't want to get up either, so I just lay there.

...

"Sister, should we go on a date now?"

In the bathroom of the imperial concubine's house, Mr. Gongsheng picked up the razor he just bought yesterday, applied shaving cream, and applied white foam to evenly cover his chin.

I have never shaved, and at the age of sixteen there is no need to shave.

But, I just bought it.

Because according to an online search, the sign of becoming a mature man is having an extra razor.

Looking at the mirror, Kousei placed the razor blade against the skin of his chin, gently slid it over, and removed the unformed seedlings of beard.

In fact, there was no beard at all, but Kousei still spent thirty minutes in the bathroom.

Finally, I threw the razor into the trash can, as well as shaving cream and the like. I only bought it for a day and used it once to lose its value.

Prepare to rinse with clean water...

However, holding the water in his hand, drops of water started to fall before it even touched his face.

Gongsheng raised his head and looked blankly at the mirror. He saw the handsome boy reflected in the mirror. His eyes were constantly shedding tears. There was no trace of sadness or joy, no reaction, no awareness.

Just like this, it falls along the side of the face...

Gongsheng picked up a towel and wiped the corners of his eyes, and at the same time pressed the acupuncture points of the tear ducts to force him not to cry again.

I don't know why, I cried.

"Meow meow~~"

Gulu appeared at the door of the bathroom with Catwalk between his legs, looking at his male master.

"I know, I'll prepare cat food for you."

Squatting down and rubbing the cat's head twice, Gongsheng picked up Gulu and headed toward the cat's nest, preparing the necessary cat food, nutritional paste, and a canned cat.

Watching Gulu eat in small mouthfuls, he also made pleasant gurgling sounds.

Standing up again, today is a public holiday, my mother's door is still closed, and she is still sleeping in.

And breakfast and lunch are already ready.

When you wake up, you can heat it up in the microwave and eat it, along with the glutinous rice and meatballs in the steamer.

"Okay, it's time for me to work."

After picking up his black backpack and packing his laptop, Gongsheng walked to the door and opened it.

Suddenly I remembered that I was not wearing a watch, so I trotted back to the room, put the watch on my left wrist, and took a look at the time.

Sunday, half past nine in the morning.

"I'm going!"

He muttered to himself, only to receive a long "meow" in response, and then closed the door.

...

"Xiaolan, haven't you set off yet?"

In Lanzhai, Yuanzi was wearing pajamas. He opened the bedroom opposite the door and walked into the room to see Xiaolan still lying on the bed.

The other party was not sleeping either, just with his eyes open.

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, what's wrong with you?"

There's something wrong with my bestie's condition.
To be continued...