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    irritable.

    That feeling lingered in my mind for quite some time.

    The things that happened recently and the people I met have revived many memories that have been buried deep in my heart. In my mind, almost all of them are pictures that I don¡¯t want to think of.

    In the past, he would sometimes recall it or appear in his dreams. Even though it was like a curse, he never wanted to abandon those memories. For him, this was a sin that he had to endure.

    However, even so, he would not be as inexplicably restless in the past as he is now. Often, as long as he hints to himself, his mood will soon calm down, or in other words, his heart will feel like death again.

    Is it because of those people?

    Some familiar faces flashed through Neil's mind, and a subtle sense of peace flowed through them.

    He has always been walking alone. Even Negi, who is closest to him, cannot get close to the depths of his heart. Now, the shadows of other people have been left in his heart. Unknowingly, the cracks in his heart have opened up.  got bigger.

    However, he knew very well that this would not work.

    He has learned a lot from what happened in the past, and he doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes. In order to no longer let others get hurt because of him, and make himself suffer again, as long as he no longer establishes close relationships with other people and is separated by a distance, then each other will  Will not be harmed.

    ¡°Otherwise, what happened to Touma that night will happen again.

    "well¡­¡­"

    Neil sighed slightly, because being reminded by Negi made him a little concerned about his own problems.

    Since coming to this country and coming into contact with those people, he seems to have changed more or less. Now I think about it, does the practice assigned to him by the principal have such meaning.

    "It's so weak"

    Neil stopped his directionless progress, looked up at the clear blue sky, and laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly.

    In the breeze, there is a hint of fragrance.

    Neil put away his complicated thoughts, smelled the fragrance of flowers, and couldn't help but turn his head and look around. It turned out that he had come to a place that was familiar yet unfamiliar.

    On the long stairs, there is a torii gate.

    "Shrine"

    Neil had seen this kind of building before at Bang Zhikui's home, but he didn't expect that he would encounter another shrine while wandering around this city. It seems that the people here seem to believe in gods.

    However, there seemed to be something about this shrine that attracted him. Unconsciously, Neil stepped on the stairs and walked up out of curiosity. He glanced at the sign on the torii gate, which was written in black ink on the somewhat broken wooden board.  With a few big characters.

    Tsukimine Shrine.

    After walking up the stairs, a clean open space appeared in front of me. In the distance, there is the main hall of Tsukamine Shrine, and it is surrounded by trees. In the center, there is a peach blossom tree, with pale pink petals blooming. From time to time, it is surrounded by trees.  The wind blows, and the petals carry their fragrance and blow into the distance.

    Neil walked over, and the fragrance he just smelled seemed to be the fragrance of the flowers of this peach blossom tree. But, is this season the time for peach blossoms to bloom?

    After touching the rough tree trunk, Neil looked up at the crown of the tree where the buds were blooming with a strange expression.

    "Is it the same as the cherry blossom tree in my house?"

    It seems wrong. The tree at home will remain open for a long time because it has been tampered with. Unless the tree in front of you has also been tampered with, but would anyone be so bothered?

    "Maybe yes."

    Neil held his chin up and murmured uncertainly.

    "Well, it's not a bad thing anyway, it's just a spectacle at best"

    It¡¯s really not a big deal. At least not many people will delve into the school¡¯s World Tree, which is too big to complain about. Sometimes Neil really wonders if the people in this city are all crazy guys.

    "But why don't you see a clergyman?"

    After being here for a long time, I didn¡¯t find anyone coming or going, not even a worshipper.

    Neil sat down under the peach blossom tree, leaning against the trunk of the tree and vaguely seeing the sky through the branches. The hazy and broken beauty was particularly charming. As he watched quietly, time seemed to have stopped.

    The slightly blowing wind mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms and the simple atmosphere of the shrine seemed to have a hypnotic effect. Little by little, Neil's eyes slowly closed, and unknowingly, the scenery in front of him gradually changed.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­Dividing line¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Ordinary furnishings, ordinary decoration.

      This is an ordinary house.

    The open window let in the bright morning light, and the faint light reflected on the floor and walls, making it warm.

    On the recliner, a beautiful woman with long black hair was sitting, and opposite her, a man with long white hair was half-kneeling on the ground, his palms gently covering the woman's slightly swollen abdomen.

    "Do you really want to go?"

    The woman raised her bright and moving amber eyes and stared at the man with gentle eyes.

    The man met those beautiful eyes and grinned.

    ¡°I don¡¯t want to go either, but I have to go, just like I have to take Sadharu out in the morning, otherwise he will be at home¡±

    "Be serious."

    The woman raised her hand and patted the man's head gently, her face full of anger.

    "Well, I'm very serious" The man grabbed the hand covering his head, held it softly and without force, and looked at the other person intently, "I'm sorry, I have to leave him at this time.  you alone¡­¡­"

    Looking at his expression, the woman couldn't help but sigh, and then she curled her lips in displeasure.

    "I knew it was like this. You haven't listened to me since you were a child. I really doubt whether you are sincerely good to me"

    "Oh my, my whole body belongs to you, you still don't believe me" The man held the white catkin and couldn't help but laughed out loud, "A woman is a fragile work of art. If you don't cherish it, you will lose it."  It cannot be saved, so I will cherish you all the time."

    Hearing these straightforward words, the woman's pretty face couldn't help but blush slightly, but when she saw the smile in his eyes, she felt a little annoyed. She narrowed her eyes and smiled as charmingly as a crescent moon.

    ¡°Hey, you must have a lot of artworks, right?¡±

    The man lowered his head and thought for a moment, then muttered uncertainly, "It seems like a lot"

    "Um?"

    The man quickly grabbed the hand that had started to press hard on his ear and looked at the woman with a flattering smile, "But I chose the one who is priceless to me"

    The woman glared at him and finally let go of her hand. Looking at his familiar face, she felt slightly absent-minded.

    "Do you know what the happiness I hope for me is like?"

    Her voice was very plain, but in the man's ears, there was always an unforgettable sadness.

    "I can eat with you every night, say good night to you before going to bed, and say good morning with a smile in the morning. What a little woman."

    The man stopped his smile and spoke seriously and calmly.

    The woman gently spread her face, her smile as happy as a rainbow after the rain.

    "Yes, I'm just a little woman, so I don't expect my husband to be a hero admired by all people. As long as he can stay with me, it's enough."

    "I don't want to be a hero, because heroes usually die young." The man shrugged, then stood up, bent down and gently touched the side of the woman's face, with tenderness written on his face, "But I can't be a hero.  person, so you can rest assured to let me go, I will definitely come back to you in vain."

    The woman held the broad and strong hand with both hands and pressed it tightly to her face. Her eyes were wet without knowing when.

    "I always feel that I am destined to wait for you all the time. I never see you waiting for me. You know, waiting is not a happy thing."

    "So, I can only compensate."

    The man let go of the woman¡¯s hand and wiped away the tears from her eyes.

    "Wait until I use my future happiness to make up for your past unhappiness."

    With a smile on his face, he turned around and left with the woman looking at him forever.

    Determined, without a trace of nostalgia.

    ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­Dividing line¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­

    Ding bell¡ª¡ªding bell¡ª¡ª

    There seemed to be some melodious ringing ringing in my ears.

    Open your eyes, it¡¯s the bright world.

    Neil was a little lost. What was that dream just now?

    In the dream, I only heard a man and a woman talking to each other, but I couldn't see their faces clearly, as if there was always a fog blurring their faces.

    ¡¾Do those two people have anything to do with me?  ¡¿

    ??Thinking hard, but can¡¯t get any results.

    "My little friend, are you okay?"

    At this moment, a strange voice sounded in his ears, and only then did Neil notice that there was someone around himhuman existence.

    Turning around, Neil saw that the owner of the voice was a beautiful woman.

    A unique miko costume revealed the identity of the other party. Her long hair was bright flaxen, and the brown pupils dotted on her beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of light. No matter what the environment, she would exude a soft glow.  Glorious and reassuring.

    With a faint smile on her lips, the woman looked at Neil who had just woken up.

    "Uh, sorry, I just fell asleep."

    Neil noticed that the other person was holding a strange-looking bell in his hand. The ringing he just heard might have come from this thing.

    ¡°It¡¯s easy to catch a cold if you sleep here.¡±

    The woman suddenly realized it, and then she felt a little worried.

    "Well, I understand."

    Neil responded politely to other people's kindness.

    "Miss, are you the witch here?"

    "Well, I am the shrine maiden of Tsukimine Shrine, and I just took over recently."

    The woman smiled slightly, and the bell in her hand gently made a pleasant ringing sound.

    "Speaking of which, I saw you looking a little lost just now. Was it a nightmare?"

    Recalling the way Neil looked when he woke up before, the woman asked with some concern.

    "Well, in the distant Silent Hill, Alessa is trying to swallow me up with darkness and combine me with her. How can we repair it? I am obviously not Sharon"

    Neil habitually rambled on, even clenching his fists to express his anger.

    "What, is it an evil spirit!?"

    However, the miko was very shocked, and then she held the bell tightly and tried to hit Neil on the head.

    "Miss, wait!! What are you going to do!?"

    ¡°I¡¯ll help you get rid of the spirit, don¡¯t worry, it¡¯s very effective!¡±

    "It looks like you want to kill me. I'm afraid that before I can get rid of the spirit, I will become a spirit myself!!" Neil quickly raised his hand to stop the other party, with a look of shame on his face, "Miss Witch, what I just said was purely  Nonsense, please don¡¯t pay attention!¡±

    "Ugh, why am I still so worried? Hey, could it be that you were possessed by a ghost and saw the ghost's memory!?"

    "Uh, no, and it's not really a nightmare. I just had a somewhat inexplicable dream" Neil paused, glanced at the witch, and felt that there was nothing embarrassing about saying it, so he continued, "In a dream  I saw a man and a woman having a conversation, but I had no impression of their faces, so it was a bit strange."

    "You didn't lie to me?"

    ¡°¡­It¡¯s true this time.¡±

    "Oh, is that so?" The witch held her delicate chin and thought carefully. She looked down at Neil, "Actually, dreams sometimes have something to do with the past. Sometimes, maybe it's the scene in the future, maybe it's you.  The future is uncertain"

    After saying that, the miko looked at him with a strange smile.

    "my future?"

    Neil was a little confused for a moment. He really hadn't thought about this, but it didn't look like it.

    He shook his head and got rid of all the messy thoughts in his mind. It didn't matter whether this dream was related to him or not. It was just a dream anyway.

    "Forget it, it's useless to think so much. By the way, what do you call Miss Miko?"

    "My name is Guanyue Gefan, you can just call me Guanyue. What about you?"

    "Neil Springfield, please give me your advice."

    Neil stretched out his hand to shake Gefan¡¯s hand, and Gefan tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

    After chatting with Ge Fan for a while, Neil said goodbye and left.

    Gefan stood at the top of the stairs, watching Neil leave. After losing sight of him, she turned around and walked back to the peach blossom tree. She reached out her hand and brushed the rough bark of the trunk.

    Ding bell¡ª¡ª

    The peach blossom tree suddenly made a circle of invisible fluctuations, and the bell in Ge Fan's hand seemed to be vibrated and made a sound.

    The witch looked at the peach blossom tree with deep and gentle eyes, and suddenly smiled.

    "Just now, what kind of dream did you see for him?  "

    Ding bell¡ª¡ª

    There was another sound.

    It seems that someone has given the answer.
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