I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure jumped out from the end of the corner of the intersection, running over like a tiger, at an astonishing speed.

Cheng Rang twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw the person coming.

But no matter how many times he saw it, he couldn't imagine that this guy was an ordinary 15-year-old high school student...

"How can there be a high school student who comes home from school every day with a speed that can break the Olympic sprint record?"

But this guy, Hezhuang, always said that he was just an ordinary person without any conscious thought. This point alone was quite appreciated by Cheng Rang.

What a good boy, you have a little bit of the demeanor of your big brother and me back then.

"Hey, I'm a few seconds late today." Cheng Rang raised his hand to say hello to the running tiger stick.

"Because I had a competition with the consultant teacher of the track and field club, I was delayed for a while, but there is no big problem!"

"Track and field club advisor...do you want to compete in sports?"

"Um."

Cheng Rang showed a clear smile and said, "You shouldn't have broken the world record again, right?"

"Eh~ It seems so..."

"Your answer is really subtle."

Afterwards, Cheng Rang and Polygonum cuspidatum walked to the flower shop together. After coming out of the flower shop, they stood in front of the railroad with the railing down. Cheng Rang stared at the white bouquet in Polygonum cuspidatum's arms and suddenly said: "I said Polygonum cuspidatum...have you touched it recently?" What's unclean?"

"Not clean, what do you mean?"

To outsiders, the knotweed looked the same as before, but to Cheng Rang's perception, it was filled with a strong curse.

"No...it's nothing." Cheng Rang narrowed his eyes, "It's still early before I go to work. Do you mind if I go to visit the old man with you today?"

"Ah, okay, I don't have any problem."

Accompanied by the ticking sound of the warning lights, the railway railings blocking the intersection slowly rose.

"This flower of yours is not for the nurse, is it?"

"Oh, did you see it?"

Chapter 8 Parting

Shanze Hospital, Ward 301, Polygonum cuspidatum Saito.

"I told you not to come, and don't keep buying flowers."

A healthy, white-haired old man was leaning on the hospital bed, while a young man beside him was unpacking the bouquet layer by layer.

"Isn't it the same as usual... Speaking of which, the flowers are not for you, but for the nurse."

"Then that's even more redundant, idiot!"

Hisuhito's tone was a little helpless, and he was somewhat used to his grandfather's temper.

"What's wrong with your club? Go to the club."

"It's so long-winded. It'll be over at five o'clock~ I wouldn't come to see you if I didn't have time."

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson who seemed to dislike each other could make people feel the warm atmosphere. Cheng Rang, who was leaning at the door of the ward, also learned more or less about His current situation from Hisato's mouth.

Now the only relative around him is his grandfather who is lying in the hospital bed. Regarding the condition of his parents, Polygonum Knotweed never mentioned anything.

What a blessing it is to be able to miss you and talk about your loved ones for a moment. Unfortunately, Cheng Rang has not experienced this feeling for a long, long time.

The feeling of being cared for by your elders, even if they feel verbose and boring.... They are also the last wall between you and death.

Once this wall comes down and you can see at a glance the existence at the end of the road of life, anyone will feel confused and scared at that time...

Grandpa Knotweed inserted his arm, closed his eyes and said, "Okay, then just listen to what I, an idler, have to say."

"Not interested..."

"Okay, listen carefully, I have one last thing to tell you. About your parents-"

"I told you, I'm not interested."

Hu Zhi picked up the empty vase placed by the window sill and walked to the sink next to the ward.

The door to the ward was open, and the young man could see Cheng Rang leaning against the wall and smiling at him.

Cheng Rang thought his smile was very "kind" at this moment, but the tiger stick felt his spine tingling.

What...that smile is a bit disgusting!

He immediately chose not to pay attention to the guy standing at the door, while cleaning the knotweed amidst the sound of water flow.

Vase, while continuing: "Please, old man, please stop acting cool before you die?"

"Men should die handsomely, do you understand, you stinky grandson!"

"Don't always lose your temper..."

Hearing the snickering from Cheng Rang at the door, Hu Zhi sighed, softened his tone, and took the filled vase to the window sill.

"As long as it's normal."

The old man stared at the young man's back in front of the window sill for a long time, snorted coldly, and turned his back to him.

The setting sun outside the window coated the clouds on the horizon with an intoxicating golden color, but it was a beautiful scene, but it made the young man unable to feel the heat of the summer in June.

My heart seemed to suddenly feel empty. At this moment, grandpa's gentle voice came from behind.

"Hiren..."

The young man didn't speak, he just looked at the figure on the bed with his back to him.

"You are very powerful. If you want to save others, just do what you can. Save those who can be saved... It doesn't matter if you are confused, and don't mind if you don't get thanked."

Grandpa didn't give Hisahito a chance to interrupt. He kept talking as if he wanted to explain everything to him.

"In short, you have to work hard to save more people..."

"You're going to die surrounded by people."

Knotweed slowly opened his eyes.

Grandpa let out an inaudible sigh from his mouth, which seemed to be mixed with all kinds of helplessness and regret, and pulled up the quilt covering him.

"Don't be like me..."

The chirping of insects and the cawing of crows outside the window suddenly became quiet after that, and there was no sound outside the ward.

It was so quiet that the knotweed could only hear its own heartbeat and breathing.

"...."

".....grandfather?"

The figure lying on the bed did not respond, as if sleeping quietly.

The silence made the young man feel panicked for a moment.

"grandfather....."

The uneasiness in Huzhang's heart became clearer and clearer. He slowly came to the bedside and wanted to touch the withered body with his hands.

Still warm.

It's still warm!

As if a boulder had fallen from his heart, Knotweed's legs, which could easily break the human sprint world record, felt weak. He suddenly sat on the edge of the bed and let out a squeak.

"Grandpa went to bed so early today... Really, you are so tired and you still have to teach me, hurry up... sleep..."

Severe soreness suddenly surged into Huzhang's nose and eyes, making him feel like a lump in his throat and he lost his voice instantly.

He knows it very well.

Although grandpa's body is still warm, he can no longer feel his breathing or heartbeat.

what is that?

What happened to grandpa?

Based on the knowledge in the textbook...

and common sense understanding.

Suddenly a strong hand fell on his shoulder. Hu Zhi suddenly looked back and saw that it was Cheng Rang.

Hu Guang rubbed his eyes vigorously and said, "Grandpa is asleep, be careful not to wake him up."

"Knotweed."

".......what the hell?"

Click——

Cheng Rang took off the pager from the bedside and handed it to the young man.

"Call the nurse."

"Cheng, didn't you say you could settle anything for me?! It's dinner time now, please help me wake up grandpa - he went to bed too early!"

Cheng Rang's eyes were calm. His sleeve was tightly grasped by the knotweed in his hand. He was holding it so tightly that he felt unable to break free.

I sighed softly in my heart, and then I remembered that no matter how powerful the young man in front of me was, he was still only a fifteen-year-old child.

During these fifteen years, ordinary people lived a normal, ordinary and warm life.

Even when the last relative around him passed away, there were only a few words left for him.

You will die surrounded by people.

At that moment, the wall of death that stood at the end of the life path of the young man named Hisato Hisahi had passed away like scattered dust.

"Japanese knotweed, Japanese knotweed...."

Cheng Rang tried to pull the boy's hand away from him, but failed.

"Hiren!"

His whole body trembled slightly, and he raised his head to look into Cheng Rang's dark eyes.

Like a black hole, it seems to be able to suck in your own consciousness.

"His destiny is over. This is the result of natural selection. Your grandfather passed away without any pain...Call the doctor."

"Didn't you say you could settle anything for me?" The young man's trembling voice was heart-wrenching. Only he knew how much confusion and helplessness it contained.

"Hiren....This is not an [incident] nor a [cause]...but a [result]."

"Human life is limited, so we must live as wonderfully as possible in this limited life. Your grandfather's regret must be fulfilled by you."

"Only heroes die surrounded by everyone, and there is only one kind of heroism in the world, and that is to still love it after realizing the truth of life..."

Dingling, ringing, ringing——

The phone rang, it was the nurse's bell from Ward 301.

At the busy nurse's desk, a nurse quickly put down the case file in her hand and walked over, picking up the receiver.

"Come

What's wrong? "

There was no answer from the other side of the phone, so the nurse quickly confirmed.

"Hello, Mr. Knotweed!?"

"Are you here?!"

"...."

Accept the right death of others.

The young man standing in the ward with a microphone in his hand had tears in his eyes and sniffed hard.

The flaming cloud-like setting sun outside the window finally dissipated the last trace of its afterglow, slowly falling towards the dark horizon.

"Grandpa, he passed away."

Chapter 9 I am her husband, is there any problem?