Act I Finale

  "Four of his ribs are broken, and almost all the others have cracks. There's massive internal bleeding, but don't worry, it's been stopped. His right hand is the most seriously injured, it's almost useless now. Do you know who hurt him?" I shook my head lightly in response to his question, because I didn't know either, who had hurt him so badly.

  "Will he wake up?" I'm sitting in front of Hayato's bed now, his whole body is bandaged, even his face is tightly wrapped, but fortunately, his hair wasn't shaved off. Gently picking up a strand of his hair and putting it in my hand, slowly rubbing it. The doctor behind me continues to tell me about his injuries...

  "After tonight, he can wake up, his vitality is very strong. I don't know who hurt him? Almost every part of his body is injured! However, they are all superficial wounds, the most serious one is what I told you just now, I'm afraid he will have to stay in bed for at least half a year." The doctor's words behind me made me feel a pang of sadness, and I gently covered my hand over his right hand, which was wrapped in thick gauze. "If he wakes up and knows the answer, how will he be?"

  "Is there a chance for his right hand to recover?" As I spoke, my tears had already flowed uncontrollably, and I felt like crying. My nose was sour. Even I could hear that my voice was trembling with a hint of choking.

  "Don't cry, don't cry, I haven't finished speaking yet. He seems to be constantly exercising his hand, although this will worsen the injury, but the muscles won't atrophy, and after the wound heals, with some time of practice, it can recover to its previous level." The person behind me, hearing my tearful words, also became flustered and hurriedly began explaining, he really is very interesting.

  Wiping away tears, he turned to look at the doctor behind him. The golden-rimmed glasses gave off a weak impression, and his body was as slender as a swallow's, giving off a delicate feeling. However, he didn't have the same killing aura as the swallow; he was a very sunny young man. "Thank you..."

  "It is my creed to serve beauties." He gave a slight bow, his movements seemingly like those of foreign gentlemen in movies he had seen before. The words that followed made me want to laugh.

  "Haha~" He couldn't help but laugh out loud at himself being teased by him, he was really hilarious.

  "Alright, now that I've seen you smile, I can rest assured. Don't always be crying, it doesn't look good on you." He said as he walked towards the door. "By the way, I'm so jealous of the guy lying in bed, having a beautiful girlfriend like you." The doctor poked his head back in, said that, and then withdrew again, followed by the sound of his laughter echoing down the hallway. "What an interesting guy."

  His words made me feel a flush on my face, "I've been misunderstood..." I said to myself in discontent, but as I looked at the guy on the bed, all I could hear was his even breathing.

  "Will you let me be your girlfriend?" I said, lying in front of his bed, looking at him sleeping soundly. Who would have thought that his face was wrapped in gauze, so I couldn't even see his face? Others haven't even seen what he looks like when he's asleep yet.

  "Will you?" Then the one who asked the question gently reached out and helped him tidy up his disheveled hair, but the one who asked the question knew that this question would always get a negative answer. "Even your hair is left for the one you love the most, is there really no place in your heart?"

  "I...don't...regret." He lay in bed, muttering softly to himself, startling me as I thought he had heard my words, and this was his response. But when I stood up and looked into his eyes, I realized that he was just talking in his sleep...

  "Dad!! Please, can't you save him?!" The self who was now lying by his bedside couldn't help but recall the scene from back then.

  "No way!!" My father refused my request for the first time, his words made my tears flow uncontrollably.

  "Why? Why?" I wailed, asking Father for his reasons for refusing me.

  "He has committed a military crime! Do you understand? Military law!!! He killed his superior, this kind of person must die." Upon hearing my father's words, I only knew that the sky was spinning and then I fell to the ground, silently sobbing.

  "I might have a way, there's an elite unit upstairs that requires the best personnel, I'll try to recommend him." The father in front of me didn't bend down to help me up, but stood there silently. It wasn't until after a long while that my father slowly spoke his words.

  "What troops?" Hearing a glimmer of hope in myself, I looked up at Father's eyes, hoping he could answer my question.

  "It's a military secret, I can't tell you." My father bent down and gently wiped away the tears on my face...

  "Heaven, why is it like this? Sorry, sorry, I'm late, sorry." Now, three days later, Father finally got a reply from that unit, which said they had long wanted this person and had been waiting for his recommendation. Upon hearing the good news, I pulled Father along and went straight to the prison where Jian was being held. When the iron door opened, I finally understood why the guards looked hesitant when we came to take him and Shanying away.

  "I... will not... regret." As soon as I entered, I couldn't even believe that the heap of rotten flesh shrinking in the corner was that hawk with long hair, always giving people a sense of proud loneliness. I don't know if he's fainted, all I can hear is his murmuring voice.

  "Oh no!! Don't..." Seeing this, I forcefully covered my mouth with my hand. If I didn't use force, I was afraid that I would burst into tears.

  Slowly walking to his side, not yet close to him, my nose smelled the foul odor that was emitted all around here. Slowly crouching down, stretching out my hand, gently helping him lift up the hair that covered his face.

  "My god!!! I've lost the ability to speak, I...I want to throw myself at him, but I'm afraid it will make him feel even more pain. His face, his face is covered with bruises and scars, this once handsome face has become completely unrecognizable..."

  "What have you done to him?" The father did not enter, but he could see the scene in the room. In anger, he shouted at the guard at the door.

  "Does it hurt?" I don't even have the courage to speak now, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of crying in front of him, even though he's unconscious right now. Because I see his hand, it's all bloody and bruised, that's his hand!! His hand...

  His body had wounds, some of which had scabbed over, others were still slowly oozing blood, and some had even festered, emitting a yellowish-white pus that gave off waves of foul odor. 'How did you manage to survive?'

  "We'll take him away, he'll get the best treatment, daughter, I guarantee it. Can't let a talented warrior be ruined here. You all wait for me!!! The father walked over, helped me up, and slowly walked out of the door, his guards gently lifted Jian. As they walked out of the door, he loudly poured out his anger to the straight-standing guard at the door..."

  I'm already exhausted just thinking about half of myself... I really want to sleep...

  "Ah!!" Half asleep, I suddenly realized that something was rubbing against my face. Subconsciously slapping away the thing on my face, I opened my eyes...

  "Sorry......" As I opened my eyes, I saw You's right hand slowly seeping out blood from under the gauze. Unconsciously, I put my hand to my face and touched the still-wet tear stains. "Heavens! He was helping me wipe away my tears."

  "I didn't mean to, really." Hurriedly wiping away the tears on my face, because I didn't want him to see me in a weak state. But he, lying on the bed, didn't say anything, nor did he groan due to the pain in his hand, he just looked at me with his one eye exposed outside the gauze, coldly looking at me...

  "What do you want to say? I really didn't mean it, no matter what you think." Regaining my composure, I put back on the mask that even I had started to despise, in order to protect the little dignity I had left.

  "I just want to say, thank you." His words completely shattered my icy mask. I don't know why his few words could make me feel like crying. Everything I've done for him has been acknowledged by him for the first time...

  Act I ends with a conversation:

  Deep blue: Dang dang dang ~ Deep blue also learns from others and holds a symposium. (Although it's not suitable for this heavy topic......)

  Deep blue: Cheung and Shanyu are both in the hospital, while others have no idea where they went, so only Deep Blue is left here to sing a solo, crying...

  Anyway, it's just him speaking, too lazy to mention his name.

  The name of Act I has been decided ~~~ is ----- hurt.

  Thank you, Big Dung Brother. It was he who gave Deep Blue the inspiration, and thus this name was decided upon. (Deep Blue bows) Thank you, Big Dung Brother!

  The next chapter will begin to tell the story of another person, because in Deep Blue, anyone can be the protagonist. However, the stories of Hayate and Yamakuma are not over yet (such a useful person, how could they be so easily abandoned!). Everyone guess who the next person is~ there's already a hint in the text~~~~ Hehe~ I hope friends will continue to enjoy and like Deep Blue, thank you.(Deep Blue takes a bow to the audience-----curtain call)