Vol 2 Chapter 10: Farewell to the Director General

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Sentoya is located near Edo Castle, and as far as today is concerned, it should be the Shibuya area of ​​Tokyo. The scenery is beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. It is the season when the cherry blossoms begin to bloom. Even the air carries a fragrance of cherry blossoms. This is indeed a good place for healing. Who would have thought that it would become the center of Japanese fashion after more than 150 years. At that time, who could think of a young man named Oda Okuda who lived here.
After inquiring about the villagers, we came to the Hiragoro House, the planting house of the Director General, and thought of seeing the Director General immediately, I was very excited.
When entering the house, countless cherry blossom petals came with the wind, and the thin and soft petals stuck to the face, itchy. Only then did I find that there were several pink Yae cherry trees planted in the courtyard. Mr. Hiragoro, who took care of the Director General, was a gentle middle-aged man. He took us to the Director General's room.
As soon as I entered the room, a strong smell of medicine came, and I couldn't help feeling uncomfortable until I saw the director-general lying on the sickbed, even more uncomfortable. In a short period of time, the Director General has lost so much, his face pale as the first snow in winter, and his eyes are darkened. It is still the beautiful young man, but it makes people feel more distressed.
When he saw me and Saito, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were light, showing a brilliant smile, and his low voice was a joy that could not be concealed: "Xiaoyin! Mr. Saito!"
His voice was no longer restored to the silky softness, it was thought that the increased cough broke his throat. Thinking of this, I could not help but feel a pain in my heart.
I quickly sat next to him and asked with a smile: "Director General, do you want us?"
He smiled brighter, and was interrupted by a severe cough just when he wanted to speak. He coughed for a while, then smiled: "Of course I miss everyone, I really hope to go back earlier. Mr. Saito, the director and deputy director, and everyone, how are you?"
Saito also came over, an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and suddenly his mouth flicked up, revealing a somewhat stiff smile, saying, "Everyone is fine."
I looked at Saito's smile in disbelief and lost his voice: "Mr. Saito, you, do you even laugh?"
Saito's expression seemed a little embarrassed, and the stiff smile still solidified on his face in a while. The Director General froze for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud, and I couldn't help laughing.
"How do you feel?" Although Saito's voice was still faint, he was worried.
"I'm fine, I'm much better." The Director General smiled like a transparent Zhaolu.
Saito nodded and said, "I'll go back then."
"You are leaving so soon?" I blurted.
He glanced at me and said, "There are still a lot of things in the new team, and I have to rush back." After a pause, he said again, "Director, please."
He looked at the Director General again, nodded slightly, and turned away without going back.
"In fact, Mr. Saito also has a gentle side." Director Ning stared at the door and whispered.
I nodded and said, "Yeah, his heart is not as cold as he looks."
The director laughed again and looked at me and said, "Aren't you going back?"
I glared at him and said, "Let me take care of you next, understand? You must be good." I smiled badly.
"Well." He smiled and closed his eyes, said softly, "Thank you. I'm very happy."
Director General, I don't want to see you die, I really don't want to. Is it really like what is written in the poem: since ancient times, the name will be like a red face, not to be seen in the world.
Tuberculosis is not a terminal illness in modern times. If you can get modern drugs, then the Director General may not have to die...
It was night, after feeding the Director General the medicine and placing him to sleep, I came to a remote place and started calling for Si Yin, my wrist began to heat slowly, and the purple "wind" became brighter and hotter. Faintly came the voice of Si Yin.
"Is everything done?" His voice will always be so calm. "This time it seems to be a little longer."
"Master, listen to me first. If I come back now, can you send me back again?" I asked hurriedly.
There was silence for a while, "I said, except for the client, don't have a relationship with other people, you have to do more business."
"Not too much business! The Director General is my good friend. I want to save him. I can change the fate of others, why can't I change his fate!" I said excitedly.
"Because... he is not the client." Si Yin paused. "Ye Yin, I will say it one last time. You don't have to do much business. Except for the client, you have no rights and no right to change the fate of anyone. Now Just come back to me."
"Okay, since you said that, I'm not begging you anymore... Then give me a little more time." My heart passed by a loss.
"No." Si Yin's voice brought a trace of displeasure.
"Master, just give me a little time, otherwise I will regret my life, please!"
Si Yin pondered for a while and said: "Then you are free, you have a good grasp of yourself."
The luster of "wind" soon disappeared, maybe Si Yin was angry with me. I can’t control that much. Since I can’t change the fate of the Director General, just spend the last days with him.
The days with the Director General are painful and happy. Listening to his cough every night is undoubtedly a torment, and his smile is even more joyful and heartache.
Soon after, an unexpected guest came here—the deputy devil.
The moment I saw him, I couldn't believe that the haggard man looking like a ten-year-old man was actually the deputy deputy.
"Deputy Chief, why are you here?" A pale blush appeared on the pale face of the Director General with joy.
"We are all back to Edo, so come and see you while you have time." Tufang smiled.
"So, Director Kondo, Mr. Saito, how are they?" The Director General remembered his companions all the time.
When referring to Director Kondo, the earthwork shook a little, and there was a bit of pain in his eyes, but he smiled and said: "Everyone is very good, wait for you to go back early." Earthwork is lying, I know. Not long ago, the battle of Toba Fushimi broke out. Most of the members of the new team died in battle. Director Kondo was captured in Edo and decapitated. This is also the reason why the earthwork is ten years old. From the acquaintance at the age of seventeen to the separation of life and death at the age of thirty-three, more than ten years have passed by hand in hand, understanding each other and supporting each other. Who can replace this affectionate?
"That's good, I will definitely go back and fight with you side by side." The general secretary smiled shallowly.
Tufang smiled and touched the hair of Director General and said, "We are waiting for you."
Tufang spoke with the Director General for a while, then got up and left.
Before he left, remembering his ending, he couldn't help but feel sour and shouted at him, "Mr. Tufang!"
He stopped and turned to look at me. Those eyes with amber luster dimmed a lot.
"Take care." Apart from this sentence, I don't know what to say.
He nodded, his mouth slightly raised, and said: "Thank you." After he finished, he seemed to hesitate, took out a collection of poems from his arms, and handed it to me, said: "I will give it to the Director General."
There are a few Chinese characters written in the poem collection, "Fengyufa sentence collection", which should be the haiku collection that Tufang attaches most importance to. Does it mean that he no longer loves everything?
I nodded and took the poem collection.
He said nothing more and turned to walk outside. I opened the poem collection, and a haiku came into my eyes, and I could not help feeling my nose sore.
Looking at his distant back, the director general smiled, and said quietly: "Director Kondo, and everyone, are no longer there." I was shocked and turned to understand immediately, how could this matter be concealed? A keen director general.
"Mr. Tsuchiya must be very sad. I can't imagine how hard it would be for the deputy director to lose Director Kondo." A trace of sadness flashed across the director's face.
"Maybe, they will meet again soon." I murmured. In the second year of the Battle of Hakodate, the third year of the Turkish side rushed into the enemy's line of suicide, killing several gunshots, and was 33 years old. A life without Kondo is unbelievable for Tufang... But at least, they will meet in another world...
Today's director-general is no longer able to pick up the chrysanthemum of the chrysanthemum, and is unable to use the natural flow of the sword. The cold moonlight splashed on his thin and pale face, and the news of the death of his comrades-in-arms destroyed this already weak life. The cherry blossoms fluttered and fell, and this year's cherry blossoms also seemed to bring a little sadness.
The section of haiku that I saw just now reappeared in front of my eyes: the years are often similar, the flowers are still gone, and the years are destroyed.
This season's spring cherry blossoms have an unexpectedly long flowering period. I wonder if they can't bear the director either.
Early this morning, the spirit of the Director General is particularly good. There was a faint blush on the pale face.
"Xiaoyin, I dreamed of a black cat yesterday." He said to me with a smile.
"Black cat?" I helped him up, picked up the medicine bowl on one side, blew it, and sent it to his mouth.
"Yeah, I killed him with a knife. My speed is still as fast as before. I..." His words suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds of silence, he laughed again, "Sure enough I still dream. ."
I felt a pain in my heart, but still smiled and said: "Then you take the medicine quickly and obediently, and when you get sick, you will be as powerful as before. Don't forget you, Tianjian."
He nodded with a smile and opened his mouth to take the medicine.
Place him to lie down again, I pull the door for him and walk to the courtyard outside. I just wanted to open the door, only to hear a bang, the door was kicked open violently, and rushed in four men dressed as samurai armed with swords, all of them murderous, and the comers were bad. I reached into my arms alertly.
"How about Chief Okita?" said the first person in a fierce manner.
"What kind of people are you?" I said coldly, these people must have heard the news of the Director General's serious illness to take advantage of the fire.
"Today we are here to kill the running dogs of that shogunate!" The other few also responded.
I smiled coldly: "It's ridiculous. Do you need so many people to deal with a seriously ill person?"
"Less nonsense, because he is Director General Okita, and he can't be taken lightly even if he is seriously ill."
I looked at them coldly, joke, how could I make you like this to move the director general, I want to protect him, even if he summons evil spirits to protect him. People who want to hurt the Director General, I - don't want to let go.
I meditated on the Prajna mantra, and quickly formed a layer of enchantment around myself, took out the charm, and sealed my hands, and quickly read the mantra that called the evil spirit. Those people were taken aback by my actions, and they were there for a while. One of them cut off with a knife and was immediately ejected by the enchantment.
I saw a black mist gradually emerged from the ground, turned into a black smoke-like tiger, and rushed towards the few people. The evil spirits from the dark realm, please turn into a tiger and take them back to the dark realm Right...
After a few screams, all those people disappeared in front of me, leaving only a few knives left on the ground. I just wanted to take back the evil spirit, and it suddenly turned around and threw it in my direction. Oops, my ability is not yet able to fully control this evil spirit, I am afraid that it will bite me back, I quickly reached out my left hand, I only felt a pain in my wrist, and blood ran down the wound, and I couldn’t care so much , Continue to read the mantra of removing spirits and breaking magic barriers, improve your spiritual power, and throw out five or six pieces of spirit removal symbols at it as quickly as possible. The illusion finally gradually ceases to form, and finally turns into a dark mist escape. underground. I thumped and sat on the ground, my whole body was soaked.
After calming down my mood, I bandaged the wound, changed my clothes, and hurried to the director's room. When I opened the door, I saw the Director General smiling at me and said, "I seem to hear strange sounds outside."
"Nothing, nothing." I smiled and pulled the quilt for him.
He stared at the door and suddenly said, "This year's cherry blossoms are beautifully blooming." Then, he stood up and said, "I want to see it."
I hesitated, then nodded and helped him sit down on the cloister in front of the courtyard. He also sat down beside him. This is probably the last season of cherry blossoms. The faint petals are flying everywhere, and the whole garden is filled with the fragrance of cherry blossoms. Suddenly the director-general moved a bit, and used a side-lying posture, gently resting his head on my lap.
He looked up at the sky, closed his eyes, took a deep breath of floral air, and laughed: "It's so comfortable." The pink petals swirled and flicked across his cheeks, his long hair, nostalgic The ground was stained on his clothes, I smiled, and reached out to tidy up the wind-blown hair for him, fingers could not help sliding over his lovely smile, and stopped there.
"Director, always smile." I stroked the smile gently, whispering.
He smiled more and still closed his eyes: "If I just fell asleep like this, don't wake me up." My fingers tremble, and I whispered, "Okay."
Suddenly he whispered a word. "What? Director?" He still smiled. I lowered my head and put my ear to his lips. He heard his words faintly, "The flowers and water that have passed through the darkness..."
My heart seemed to hurt even more, and I leaned my head gently against his chest, until, until I could not hear his heartbeat.
If I fall asleep like this, don’t wake me up.
Director General, it must be very hard to live in such an era of changing generations and surging tides. If you are already tired, please close your eyes with peace of mind and stop worrying about the troubled world, take a good rest. Those flowers and water that have passed through the darkness, even if they are far away from life and death, will also spend the red water and the same beauty. Maybe you can travel through the long darkness in another world, find the lost flowers and water, and get permanent peace and relief.
Looking up, I saw the cherry blossom dance, the pink Yae Sakura, the last dance in the wind, before the summer of that year, all the life was gorgeously emptied, demented, the last part of life was flying, dancing Allure the country.
I have forgotten how I called Si Yin and how I returned to this familiar, modern, certain city, this teahouse called past and present.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Si Yin's strange eyes, light purple and silver gray, without any emotion.
"Xiaoyin, are you okay?" Asuka asked, bending down with concern.
I was silent for a while, and the feeling of heartache seemed to haunt me. I stood up, walked slowly to the window, and looked up, the sky was still so blue.
"My surname is Chong Tian, ​​and that's called the Director General." The young man's pure and gentle smile seemed to appear again...
Director General, even in that world, always smile!
Because-I like your smile the most.