The number of words in each chapter has been increased. Readers who have not finished reading it before should start reading it from Chapter 28: Invitation. There are many chapters that have been revised. Interested readers can start reading it from the beginning.
Male protagonists: Shiba Haiyan, Ichimaru Gin.
The text begins 74 years before the Bleach plot begins, and 36 years after Urahara Kisuke and Shihoin Yoruichi were exiled...
The heroine is younger than Byakuya and Ichimaru Gin, and older than Rukia Renji's generation.
The heroine has traveled through time and knows the plot. She is Urahara Kisuke's cousin. She is a noble who grew up in the Seireitei. She has a relatively independent and strong character.
There are childhood sweethearts, happy enemies, the bright moon of the old days, tenderness, and the entanglement of love and murderous intent...
"Father!!!"
Until many years later, when Shiina Seibuchi recalled this night, only his own shrill shout echoed in his mind day after day.
Haiyan casually waved his hand behind him, his back was cheerful and bright, and the setting sun gilded his outline with a golden frame, giving his whole person a warm and dry texture unique to wood. Although there have been various twists and turns since then, Shiina Kiyobuchi has always felt: It is really a very lucky thing to know Shiba Haiyan!
He is a person who is very good at interacting with people, and he has never lacked companions and friends around him, but the kind of care between ordinary friends is different from the first time he sees her after waking up. The company of the crowd can eliminate loneliness, but it is definitely different from the warmth and sense of belonging that comes from being cared about and cared about by someone, the profound bond and attachment in life.
"If Brother Haiyan's beauty trap works, please don't be stingy and use it well next time!"
I just know that this is the case. A person like Gin Ichimaru doesn't care at all about what others think or what will happen to him. He only says what he wants to say, only watches the drama he wants to watch, and only uses his own words to disturb others and make people influenced by him. This kind of person who has a thorough understanding of human nature and enjoys playing with people's hearts and watching others struggle will only pay attention to him unless he is in trouble or his brain is broken.
"I just realized one thing at that moment. If I don't give him the persimmon in my hand now, I probably will never have the chance."
What a beautiful river, rising and falling with gentle light and shadow under the moonlight, leaping into the distance, just like Time flies, stretching endlessly...
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