blood is like black iron, and his heart is like glass - "Fate/Stay Night"
(1) Behind the turbulent current situation of Hiicura Kenshin
, there may never be any lack of killing and violence.
The pleasant fragrance of white plums scattered in the air under the moonlight, and the young boy followed behind the big sisters beside him, closing his eyes in intoxication. The beginning of the story is peaceful and peaceful, but there is a hidden murderous intention on the other. The people who were still laughing with them one second were suddenly kidnapped the next, and they were arbitrarily slaughtered like the worst animals. With a knife in hand, the current situation can't help but tear the boy's world in half, and use blood to smear his original clean world, so that he can't do anything except watch his loved ones lose their breath in order to protect themselves. arrive. At that moment, even though he was young and powerless, for the first time, the young man longed for the power of protection.
It's just that the short boy named Xintai at the time could never have imagined that he, who couldn't even lift the hilt at the moment, would one day become the sword-drawing studio that pushed the situation forward. Until the boy met Kiyojuro Bigu, until he became his master, until he was called Hiimura Kenshin. And at that time, he didn't even know that the spindle of fate had begun to weave the thread, and he was going to take him to meet a person who would disrupt his life from now
on
. There is no man named Kiyosato, there is no everything, whether they have no intersection, or come together in a different way. And the story finally blocked the If, when Hiimura Kenshin cut off the carotid artery of a man named Kiyosato with the tip of his sword, how could he have thought that this action also made a fatal blow for his own destiny. Sick times make people's hearts change, and the changes in people's hearts in turn contribute to the turbulent times. I have been thinking that the encounter between Hiimura Kenshin and Xuedaiba may only be an inevitable accident, so either they do not meet, and once they do, the opportunity for this encounter is destined to be full of conspiracies.
At that time, she was like a lost kitten frightened in the wind and rain, making people really unable to do anything other than love and love in their hearts. Facing the weak witnesses, the old boy who lost his childishness and turned into a weapon suddenly dropped the sword in his hand in the heavy rain. And we are tired of trying to figure out, as time goes by, from which precise beginning, she looked at him with a frown and a smile, and it was no longer full of acting skills.
I always thought that Feicun Jianxin was like the blade and the back of a sword, showing her fierceness, but always giving her safety. Xuedaiba, who was looking at the sword, was contradicting, and he couldn't figure out why in his heart. Why, when killing people, there is no flaw in swordsmanship and expression, but every night only can fall asleep holding the sword, trembling in blood-colored dreams; why, obviously a cold-faced killer, but deliberately stop when the wind blows He came down, just to open his sleeves to shield her from the wind; and why, obviously he should only be the object of his revenge, but in such a precarious situation, he sincerely said that he would protect her forever. In front of such an undefended tenderness, he is as kind-hearted as Xuedaiba, even if he only met him for revenge, how could he really succeed. So the knife that was hidden from the beginning could only be taken out again and again and finally put back.
He finally made up his mind to make his scabbard well, and nodded after being gentle, but he didn't want the lie at the beginning to plant a dangerous blockbuster in his life. , splashing a body caught off guard and destined to be so bright red.
At the end of the story, he stood in a snowstorm full of snow, struggling to open his half-blind eyes, using his last strength to send the enemy who hindered her happiness to the grave. But she ran over at the same time, trying to grab the knife that was going to kill him at the last moment. But who is fast, or who is slow. Heart skipped a beat.
On the snow-covered wasteland, in the same blood red as a certain past, as if returning to the night when he first lost his relatives, he held her for a long time.
I still remember your tenderness and your smile. It must be a dream too beautiful, let me hold the wrong hand of you.
(3) When the past is only a memory
After all, the times have to be above the individual, and all kinds of right and wrong are not worth mentioning in front of the current situation. Ordinary people can only become pawns controlled by the conspiracy of the situation. Given the situation, how can ordinary people keep even a little bit of personal happiness? What's more, ever since Hiicun Kenshin went down the mountain against his master, ever since he decided to kill with a sword for the sake of the times, ever since he never wanted to go back to the night when he was helpless and could only watch people die many years ago, he had already used blood and blood to kill him. The mountain of corpses built by his own happiness can no longer come down. Therefore, in the end, Hiimura Kenshin guarded the world, but failed to guard Shedaba.
If there is no current situation, maybe they really can be husband and wife. No pretense, no need to go to Otsu. But without the current situation, they may not meet at all.
Only sigh. The sigh is that Xuedaiba looked at the radish seedlings in her hands that were wet with the rain, thinking that there was not much time left to hide her tears in the sound of the rain, it was her eyes that became more and more sad when she looked at Jianxin, who knew nothing and attachment. The beginning of the tragic situation is that the scar on Jianxin's face is dripped with blood from a piece of Xuedaiba's diary.
Hiimura Kenshin clenched the sword in his hand and continued to wield it in a world that had lost Seidaba. He once said that he wanted to protect the world, but did he not betray his ideals?
If there is no current situation, there is no man named Kiyosato, there is no everything, if they meet in a different way -
she turns around in the dark, well, you are just the medicine man, and I am your forever scabbard.
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