I really don't want to be a magical girl anymore

Chapter 56 【】Why do people always grow up? (three more)

Night, nine o'clock in the evening.

The night is not deep, and the people are not quiet.

The cicadas in summer lay down on the trees and started a chorus.

The aunts and uncles dancing in the square outside the community are twisting their bodies.

Young men and women running at night ran slowly and rhythmically under the slogan of the leader.

Xinmu City.

This newly born city has maintained a vigorous state despite the impact of disasters one after another.

No matter how big the universe is, no matter how big the world is, people's lives are still going on, and it's a brand new day when you open your eyes after sleeping.

In today's society, human beings have to adapt not only to the existence of magical girls, but also to learn to coexist with cursed beasts.

The biggest difference from the past is that we have to learn to isolate and protect ourselves when a disaster occurs.

Therefore, people must learn to adapt to the passing of their loved ones one day, and they must learn to walk alone.

Zuo Yue suddenly felt that this day came a little too soon.

Although she thought she had already prepared herself mentally, but...

but……

She really wants to act like a baby with her brother again.

Zuo Yue sat on the sofa at home, she hung up the phone, and looked at the door stupidly.

She waited for several hours, but the door of the house was not pushed open, nor did she see the familiar tired and thin figure.

Zuo Yue thought about calling her brother, but just picked up the phone, she didn't know what to say.

Obviously I have so many things I want to ask, so many things I want to say, but when it comes to my mouth, I can't say anything.

It was only then that Zuo Yue realized that she was actually a little less eloquent than she thought, with too many things in her heart, and her mouth was much dumber than ordinary people, which caused her to be depressed these days.

Zuo Yue always wondered if it would be better if the lies were maintained?

Pretending not to know each other, the relationship between brother and sister has been maintained.

After all...after all...

Zuo Yue really didn't have the courage to wake up and face the reality. Her brother was a magical girl, or a senior Cang Yan who had been fighting for many years. So what happened to her before that she chose to retire?
Zuo Yue wanted to know this very much, and hoped that this was all a dream, so that she would no longer have to be tortured and fall into self-doubt.

She would have been persistently waiting for her brother to come home from get off work as usual.

as usual.

A phone call from Senior Hongfeng destroyed all her expectations.

It is said that Zuo Cang went to drink with a client, he was already very drunk, and now he is sleeping at her house.

Reasons, excuses, lies.

Zuo Yue could feel that Senior Hong Feng's voice was trembling slightly, obviously telling lies.

On weekdays, my brother doesn't know how to drink, so what is it if he doesn't go home drunk, and what exactly does my brother know about Senior Hongfeng.

This lie is full of all kinds of problems, like thin paper, it will be broken with a poke.

Senior Hongfeng really tricked himself into being an ignorant child.

However, Zuo Yue didn't want to expose the lie. If her brother didn't tell her, she shouldn't ask.

She looked at the empty doorway again, and the emptiness and loneliness reflected in her heart.

Zuo Yue cheered for herself with a smile, as if nothing happened.

"Okay. Now it's time for me to cook. It looks like my brother won't be coming back today. Miyou, let me say that learning to cook by yourself is definitely a good thing. You can use it today."

While talking, Zuo Yue walked into the kitchen, put on an apron, and prepared to make some simple meals that would fill her stomach.

"Miyou, my cooking skills are not as good as my brother's. However, you have to eat more, and I still have to practice cooking skills. When I grow up, find a boyfriend, get married, and I will live in my husband's house." The family cooks three meals a day for him... and my elder brother may be single forever, and then he will live alone...haha..."

The more Zuo Yue spoke, the lower her voice became. Her body stopped and stood motionless in front of the chopping board.

Regarding this, Mi You couldn't say anything more, she just swayed and flew onto Zuo Yue's shoulder, rubbing her small head against her contractor's cheek.

"If you have anything to do, don't hold it in your heart, you can talk to me."

In the silence, Zuo Yue suddenly choked up, and she fought back tears.

She knew that this was the path she decided to take, and she had to be strong no matter what.

I must not cry, once I cry, the spiritual barrier I just built may collapse.

But, at the end of the day.

Magical girls are fragile and sensitive girls.

"Miyou...why do people always grow up..."

In the luxury apartment in Xinmu's downtown area, Zuo Cang yawned and sat up on the soft bed. For him, this kind of soft couch was really a luxury, but he felt a little uncomfortable sleeping on it.

The memory before falling asleep slowly recovers.

After experiencing a fierce battle, he lost consciousness and fell asleep due to excessive consumption.

Then, I asked Hongfeng to take me to a hotel or guesthouse to take a good rest.

After all, Zuo Cang could somewhat feel that something was wrong with his body, he had an early warning, he didn't want Zuo Yue to see himself in such a state of distress, and he didn't want to let his sister fall down in front of him.

After figuring out the situation, Zuo Cang shook his head, trying to throw out all kinds of messy thoughts that came out of his mind.

Zuo Cang glanced back and forth at the decoration of the room, it was simple and elegant yet revealing a kind of grandeur and luxury, even an ordinary crystal table lamp looked expensive, then he touched the quilt cover on the bed, it was silky and soft, Definitely not a cheap item.

The first reaction came to mind.

Could it be that Hongfeng really sent herself to some most luxurious hotel, obviously an ordinary place where she can rest is enough.

My monthly salary may not be enough for a day's consumption.

Just when I was thinking so wildly, the door was slowly pushed open.

Hong Feng walked in with a bowl of porridge carefully, and seeing Zuo Cang lying up, she hurriedly said: "Lie down, lie down quickly. You still have to rest for a while."

It was also the first time for Hong Feng to take care of an unconscious person, not to mention taking care of Zuo Cang now, of course she did her best and tried her best.

"It's okay, I'm in good health. As long as I get a good night's sleep, no matter how serious the injury is, I can recover."

Zuo Cang felt his body getting stronger day by day, he could hear the sound of magic power surging in his muscles, it seemed that the degree of normalization of transformation had increased again.

If you go on at this level, you may soon have the same state as Fett's transformation.

Thinking of Fei Te, Zuo Cang wanted to ask Hong Feng a lot, she didn't know what happened when she was unconscious.

Haven't spoken yet.

Hong Feng was sitting on Zuo Cang's bedside with the porridge, wanting to feed it herself, to experience the special life of finding a personal nanny.

"Don't think too much about other things. The only important thing for you now is to have a good rest. Do you know that blood was coming out of every pore on your body before, really Kazakhstan."

Hong Feng scooped up a little white porridge with a spoon, blew it cool carefully, and handed it to Zuo Cang's mouth, eager to make Zuo Cang drink it.

It made Zuo Cang very confused, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the red maple gourd, some things, if he didn't ask clearly, he would really have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Tell me first, where am I?"

Hong Feng blurted out: "My family, what's wrong?"

"your home?"

Zuo Cang looked at the decoration of the room again, and it did have Hongfeng's own style, capable and informal.

Then, another question popped up.

Zuo Cang looked at the close-fitting pajamas on his body, he vaguely remembered that he was wearing normal clothes before he passed out.

Noticing the change in Zuo Cang's gaze, Hong Feng, who has always been carefree and extroverted, gradually blushed, like a normal woman.

Of course she could imagine what Zuo Cang was struggling with.

A word of coquettishness.

"rogue."

However, she still wanted to explain something.

"Your clothes at that time were all soaked in blood, so you can't change them."

Then, Hong Feng suddenly felt a little guilty, she muttered in a low voice, she couldn't take advantage of others...

The voice was so soft that Zuo Cang didn't hear what Hong Feng was saying clearly.

However, he was really grateful to Hong Feng for taking good care of him.

Zuo Cang didn't know how to say some more in-depth topics to Hong Feng.

The two met each other at the age of 11, and then walked side by side at the age of 25. After so many years, Zuo Cang is not a piece of wood, nor is he a clumsy person who knows nothing about feelings.

On the contrary, Zuo Cang thought a lot.

very many.

Of course, he also knew what Hong Feng was thinking.

However, the two maintained a relationship above that of friends, and neither of them wanted to pierce the window paper.

The reasons vary.

At least, for Zuo Cang, he has made up his mind to go on alone, he can't even take care of himself, let alone take care of others.

His special identity is destined to be involved in one storm after another, and it is impossible for him to protect the people around him every time. When an accident occurs, the plotters like to use the people around him as the flag most.

Zuo Yue is already like this, he doesn't want to make things happen to Hong Feng again.

It is precisely because both parties care too much about the feelings of others that this tacit understanding will continue.

Until one party can't stand the loneliness.

Zuo Cang felt that this person would be himself, he was not made of iron, and even if he was an iron man, he would be melted by the high temperature one day.

There are too many things in his heart, but he has no one to talk about, and he doesn't even have a person to solve problems.

Wearing the superman mask on his face for a long time, it doesn't mean that he has really become a superman. Zuo Cang is not a killing machine, he also has feelings, he will be tired, and he will feel lonely...

Therefore, under Hong Feng's expectant eyes, Zuo Cang took a sip of porridge, which tasted strange, his expression slowly twisted, and his brows also frowned.

The taste is indeed a bit strange.

Zuo Cang asked.

"Why do you put alkali in your porridge?"

Who knew, Hong Feng suddenly tilted her head, and a few large characters appeared in her big bright eyes.

"What is an alkali?"

"puff……"

Out of breath, Zuo Cang almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, but Hong Feng added another sentence.

"Didn't I put salt?"

Zuo Cang jumped up and stood up from the bed, the chef's soul was burning like a blasphemy.

Hong Feng is such an old man, why is he as ignorant of the trivial matters of life as Zuo Yue's child?

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Said Zuo Cang got out of bed wearing slippers.

"Huh? Why?"

This made Hong Feng a little unhappy, and he made a pot of fresh and delicious peerless porridge with good intentions, why Zuo Cang didn't want to drink it?
Of course, Zuo Cang also knew that Hong Feng was a pampered young lady who had no worries about food and clothing. She was used to a life where she had to eat with her hands and mouth.

Today, Miss Ye deliberately cooked porridge for herself, which is indeed a rare and precious thing.

However, Zuo Cang still wanted to be more serious about some things, eating too much alkali would kill someone!

"If you make two more meals, I'm afraid I can finish the periodic table of elements."

Zuo Cang rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand and pulled Hongfeng's wrist, and now he will teach Hongfeng what is salt, what is alkali, what is monosodium glutamate, and what is chicken essence.

"Wait a minute, let me put down the bowl first!"

Hong Feng didn't resist either, she just let Zuo Cang pull her to the kitchen, she looked up at Zuo Cang who was saying something excitedly.

She didn't listen to anything, but thought a lot about it.

Maybe, this is the life I have always wanted to pursue, an ordinary life, a beautiful daily life, daily necessities, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Magical girls outside of battle are just ordinary people with the most ordinary lives.

It’s just that for Hongfeng, these things are too beautiful, unbelievable, and untouchable. Her choice has long been decided by her parents and she can only choose among fixed answers. Even becoming a magical girl in the first place was not her own will.

At the age of 11, Hong Feng, who has just become a magical girl, has been depressed and does not want to communicate with others.

Until at the skill training base for magical girls, she met a warm and cheerful white-haired girl. That cute child offered her a hand. She smiled brightly and said, "If no one forms a team, You can come to me. I like making friends with other people the most."

It was only then that Hongfeng knew that the lovely girl was Cang Yan, a legendary figure who almost blew up the base when she transformed for the first time.

Cang Yan is her light, her sun, and it is precisely because of the sun that trees can thrive.

Maple trees cannot do without the sun.

In the kitchen, Zuo Cang was talking about some details of porridge cooking.

Hong Feng finally plucked up the courage, she suddenly hugged Zuo Cang from behind, she really didn't want to let go of her own sun.

"Huh? What's the matter? Did I speak too fast?"

Zuo Cang stretched out his hand and touched the arm that hugged his waist tightly, not quite sure what happened to Hong Feng.

"me……"

After finally gaining courage, Hong Feng stuttered for a long time, but couldn't say those four words.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a familiar voice sounded.

"Sister, my mother just made chicken soup. Her old man asked me to bring you a copy, saying that you have worked hard all day and don't know how to cook, in case you will be hungry..."

While talking, Ye Meisui walked into the living room with a small porcelain pot, she still wanted to say something, until she saw young men and women cuddling in the kitchen.

This scene was too horrifying, my cousin, an old leftover woman, would have a day when the iron tree would bloom.

Ye Meisui trembled in fright, and the casserole in her hand fell to the floor with a bang.

she asked.

"Sister, when did you start raising men?"

(End of this chapter)