flstandardbreds Chapter 232: Playing with Emotions
Chapter 232: Playing with Emotions
Miki Fushiguro was lying on her back in a single room in the hospital.
Her long, thick black hair curled like waves, her fair cheeks were flushed, and even her lips had lost their paleness and now displayed a healthy color.
The unique smell of disinfectant lingered in her nose. She frowned slightly and finally found a faint light in the endless darkness.
The whole body, torso, limbs, and even the opening and closing of lips and teeth, all became extremely difficult.
For a vegetative patient who is about to wake up, his senses should be the most closed and dull.
However, Fushiguro Miki keenly caught that there was a figure standing in front of her on the right, with gentle eyes looking at her deeply and concernedly.
It feels so familiar, like returning to my childhood home.
"Don't go..." she subconsciously wanted to blurt out.
The pager at the bedside rang, and her hand, which she had stretched out hard, was soothingly taken in his hand and gently put down. The sound of footsteps approaching from afar covered up the moment of pause when she turned around.
The door opened, and doctors and nurses came in one after another, surrounded her and began to examine her.
"Who rang the bell?" "She woke up."
“It’s a miracle…”
"Go and notify the family."
She left, and Fushiguro Miki fell into a deep sleep again.
........
When I opened my eyes again, there were many people in the ward.
The first thing that catches your eye is Megumi Fushiguro's spiky sea urchin head.
Under the gaze of Sister Giri, he suppressed his excitement and acted calmly: "Tsumiki, you're awake."
"Mee-mee......."
Fushiguro Miki blinked and looked around in confusion.
It seems like...I slept for a very long time.
Where is this and why is she here?
"It's like this." Seeing her confused expression, Fushiguro Megumi quickly explained, "Almost a year ago, you fell into a coma because of...something, and you didn't regain consciousness until this morning."
In coma....one year....regained consciousness.
It's been a year already...
Her eyes wandered behind Fushiguro Megumi.
A man with a scar on the corner of his mouth, who looked extremely sturdy and looked very similar to Fushiguro Megumi - is this Uncle Fushiguro who has been missing for many years? After so many years, he actually came back?
The heroic short-haired girl and the boy in red-collared sportswear looked at her curiously. They were probably Hui's classmates.
Mr. Gojo stood by the window not far away, looking down at the downstairs with interest, as if he was exploring something.
Then he took out his cell phone and started making a call.
"Ijichi...I want you to help me check...surveillance. Yes, give it to me within two hours."
The other party must have felt troubled, and then Mr. Gojo said, "Eh... That's too lame, I don't care, hurry up."
"Tsumiki, what are you looking for?" Fushiguro Megumi followed her gaze and looked around in confusion.
From the moment she woke up, her eyes had been wandering around the ward, as if she was looking for something.
"I don't know." Fushiguro Miki frowned and said absentmindedly to the empty space in front of her right, "I always feel like there's someone missing here."
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After walking out of the hospital, I finally felt relieved.
I originally thought that after the noose was sacrificed, the curse would be lifted and Tsumiki should wake up immediately.
I secretly visited him twice in the dead of night, but there was no movement.
Perhaps because she was in a coma for too long, her body recovery was delayed. It was not until early this morning that she finally showed signs of waking up.
When I left, I rang the bell. The doctor must have informed the family and asked Hui to stay with him.
And there are the students from the technical college...I wonder if they will be confused by my leaving without saying goodbye.
I slowly exhaled, shook my head, and decided not to think about it anymore.
Returning to the Panxing Sect, I opened the door and saw Xia Youjie leaning against the wall, his wide sleeves covering his long legs. He stood still, looking like a meditative leader.
I admired it quietly for a while.
"Wu-chan." He opened his eyes and looked at me with a smile, "Have you seen enough?"
What, do you think I'm a nymphomaniac?
"Of course not." I walked up to him confidently, leaned against the wall next to him, and said, "Please close your eyes and let me watch for a while."
It's a shame not to watch it, Geto Suguru is a smart guy!
If this happened in real life, I would have to eat dirt for months to barely be able to afford a life-size figure.
And now, I am sitting in front of me.
The most important thing is that this is the blank slate version of Jie who has lost his memory, not the cunning fox with a belly full of evil, so of course he must be cherished.
"My eyes are open, but it doesn't bother you." He blinked and said innocently, "Look, I don't mean to disturb you at all."
I:"........."
"Oh, right." I remembered what Lalu said and asked Xia Youjie, "Has everyone told you about your past?"
"Hmm..." He frowned slightly, sorting out his thoughts and said, "That's about right."
"Then tell me about it." I put my feet together, put my hands flat on my knees, and lowered my head. "I want to listen, too."
"Wu-chan, do you want to know too?" Xia Youjie felt a little ashamed, "I thought you didn't want to know these."
"Yes," I said.
He was stunned.
"Why?" I looked back at him, confused. "I didn't get involved in the ten years you were away, so it's normal for me to want to know."
"......Okay." He sighed helplessly and slowly told me the story in a gentle voice.
According to what those in Panxing Sect who know Xia Yujie well pieced together, Xia Yujie's past ten years were like this:
In the first year, he broke with his best friend, adopted Mimiko and Nanako, and cleansed the Bankei Cult with an iron fist.
The next year, he began to travel around the country, looking for cursed spirits that could be used for justice day and night. The most horrifying record during this period was that he swallowed 18 cursed spirits in a week. In his own words, "He is just like a hard-working bee."
In the third year, the funds were sufficient and the scale continued to expand.
In the fourth year, several sorcerers were recruited...
........
In the tenth year, a hundred demons parade at night.
The breeze outside the window blew through Xia Yujie's hanging hair, the warm sunlight shone on his body, and I listened quietly.
It's a perfect time to just fall asleep.
"That's it."
"Are you done?" I straightened my head and returned to reality from my wandering world.
Xia Youjie's face didn't look very good.
"......What's wrong, Jay?" I asked, "You don't look very satisfied."
His gaze was subtle, even a little...guilty?
"Kirito-chan." He sighed deeply.
"Based on the information they provided, plus my own judgment..." Xia Yujie clenched his fist and said angrily, "I can draw a conclusion."
"What conclusion?"
"In the past, I was simply a manipulator, a man who played with people's feelings, and was irresponsible!"
"........."
Wait, I was just daydreaming for a moment...I didn't miss any key information. How did he come to this conclusion?
I straightened my back and said in surprise, "No, what did you say?"
"Manipulating people's hearts is true..." I muttered to myself in confusion, "But playing with feelings, being irresponsible, and being a scumbag? Where does this come from......"
"You're not a scumbag!" I retorted with my eyes wide open, "At most, you're a scumbag!"
Geto Suguru: "........It seems that scum is worse than scumbag."
"That's not what I meant." I said incoherently, "I just said that you did leave a lot of people behind, but it's not... not that kind of thing. Who told you that?"
"I guessed it myself." Xia Youjie closed his eyes and waved his hands, saying seriously, "Wu-chan, you don't have to make excuses for me anymore."
"About how I abandoned you." He paused, opened his eyes and looked at me sadly, "I will definitely give you an explanation!"
Me: “……..Huh?!!!”