I live my life in Tokyo

"I'll carry you."

"Then...what about you?"

The conversation between the two seemed so small and insignificant in the crowd. The world was too big for their voices to be heard, and the world was also too small to accommodate the figures of the two.

"I'll catch up, hurry up!"

Before he could finish, he heard the old woman's screams behind him.

The boy's face changed. He felt the cold light approaching and pushed the girl in his arms forward.

He was thankful at this moment that he did not carry her on his back.

The next moment, I felt a heat on my back.

"cough!"

The sword pierced through his body and pinned him to the ground. The boy's thin body swayed in the wind, like a candle that was about to go out, now burning its last bit of light.

"Eh..."

The girl's hands were covered in blood, and she stared blankly at the young man who tried to look up and smile at her.

"Let's go...quickly."

The young man's voice was hoarse, his blue eyes were bright and wide, blood was flowing down the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, he pushed away the girl's hand, "I, I..."

"No, no!"

The girl covered her face, blood and tears mixed together, and she broke down and cried loudly.

The crying was very loud, but it sounded so quiet among the fleeing crowd.

The girl's beautiful purple eyes couldn't stop shedding tears. She held the boy's hands, which were getting colder and colder, tightly, and her eyes passed through the scenes that happened between them.

In the troubled times, the boy was a scholar who always wanted to rely on his knowledge to display his ambitions and talents. Even if he couldn't become a staff member, he could be a storyteller in this small town.

Girls always look down on boys, thinking that reading these books is not as good as farming to earn a living, which can support two people... No, now it is three people.

The girl covered her belly and cried bitterly.

She knew that she would soon lose the boy forever.

"Don't...don't cry."

The boy smiled faintly, and gently wiped the tears from the girl's face with his bloody hands. Even though he was pierced by the blade, he still smiled so brightly and warmly, just like the first night of their marriage.

"You still look best when you smile."

The boy wanted to say something, but it seemed that he didn't have the energy to continue, and he seemed to think that there was no need to continue under the circumstances.

His sea-blue eyes gazed deeply at his lifelong lover, and the hand that was resting on the girl's cheek gently dropped.

The proud head slowly lowered.

Blood was still dripping from the tip of the knife, but the young man who had confessed his love to the girl under the starlight in the countryside would never come back.

The girl covered her belly, which contained the fruit of their marriage, the unborn child.

She hugged the boy, her fingers trembling and tears flowing.

Chapter 5: Lifelong regret!

"Higuchi-san, are you okay?"

During the performance, the protagonists fought each other, and some of the actions made the director, who had been immersed in Taiga dramas for decades, somewhat dissatisfied, so of course, they made NGs.

It is said that there are many problems with the sword-drawing movements, which are naturally something that the several famous middle-aged actors in the protagonist group need to solve.

"fine."

Higuchi Madoka turned her eyes away, holding a pack of tissues in her hand, and kept wiping the dust, tears and fake blood on her face.

After crying, she needed some time to calm down and adjust her state when shooting again.

However, she was obviously a little unhappy.

A woman with a baby in her belly witnesses her husband die in front of her eyes. What kind of bloody plot could a twisted supervisor come up with?

Sakakibara Kaede felt the vague resentment in Higuchi Madoka's heart and also broke out in a cold sweat.

Before the filming began, when the supervisor was assigning tasks to each team of extras, he saw the two people's eyes light up. After arranging the two to be husband and wife, he was still not satisfied, so he arranged a good scene in which a pregnant newlywed girl saw her husband die in front of her.

The newlywed girl cried breathlessly while holding the boy's body, and raised the child in her belly alone until he grew up.

A lifelong regret.

What is the value of lifelong regret?

However, the supervisor who arranged the extras still felt that it was not enough, and said that if they had not met the two too late, he would have arranged the most luxurious death seat for the boy and the most perfect crying scene for the girl that would make her regret her whole life and cry like rain.

Higuchi Madoka agreed on the surface, but in fact, the boy was a little afraid to continue talking to her because of her cold and dark smile and her aura that kept strangers away.

Well, Sakakibara Kaede also understood this idea. After all, the Edo Period was very chaotic, and people in troubled times are worse than dogs in peaceful times. Sometimes, even if you were living well, it was common for your home to be broken into and burned, killed and looted by a group of samurai with backgrounds.

It is the same in every troubled times, such as in Edo and in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, when those hungry people joined the Yellow Turban Army.

In order to survive, you can do anything.

"Do you need to rest for a while?" The boy studied the girl's profile. The girl turned her head away and avoided looking at him again. Seeing this, Sakakibara said helplessly, "Eh? Do you want me to die a little more shamefully and show less humanity? This way, you won't fall into this shameful mood and regret it for the rest of your life."

The boy suggested, "How about I act like a scumbag and push you towards the samurai, hoping that you would block the knife for me, but I didn't expect that I would be the one who got chopped off in the end... Or I act like a villain and kneel down and kowtow to beg for mercy and surrender when I see the samurai holding a knife, but it doesn't matter, the samurai will still chop off my head. In the end, it's still death. Which version of death do you like, Higuchi-san?"

Before Higuchi Enka could answer, Nakano Ichika came over from another corner. She heard her voice before she saw her.

"Sakakibara-senpai, Higuchi-senpai, you guys weren't injured in the stampede just now, were you?"

She was at the other end of the street corner, and the warriors hadn't reached her yet, so when she was playing the role of an extra, her eyes would secretly glance to the other side - when she saw the flow of people being dispersed and the crowd trampling and fleeing in panic, she was amazed by such a grand scene.

It was the first time she had seen such a shocking scene.

Everyone's emotions were written on their faces: fear, impatience, panic, sweat dripping down their faces due to nervousness, and they let out desperate roars.

Chasing behind them could be samurai.

It could be an incoming zombie siege.

It could also be an enemy across the sea.

"We are fine..."

"Sakakibara-san was bumped by the crowd a few times."

The boy was halfway through his speech when Higuchi Madoka interrupted and nodded to Nakano Ichika, "Sakakibara-san fulfilled his duties as a 'husband' in order to protect me, his 'wife', during the performance."

The boy recognized the smile she wore. It couldn't be said to be exactly the same as Nishida Orange's, but it was exactly the same.

"The flow of people behind was too crowded, fortunately there was no crowding or trampling."

Looking back, the boy seemed to still be a little frightened.

"Wife...husband?" Nakano Ichika glanced back and forth between the boy and the girl for a while, clapped her hands and smiled: "That's great~"

"Ah... Looking at the two seniors, I can't help but think of the confession scene in the graduation advertisement. This may be the sequel after graduation~"

Sakakibara Kaede wiped his sweat. He successfully confessed his love to the girl at the end of high school. When he was walking home hand in hand with the girl, Truck-kun directly transported him back to the Edo period.

"Youngster Nakano, be careful too. This kind of shot is very dangerous for extras, but it is a challenge." As a senior who entered the industry a few months earlier than Nakano Ichika, the boy nodded and said, "Just follow the flow of people."

"Yes!" Nakano Ichika immediately raised her right arm and saluted.

It's true, after being tutored by two wise men of the time, Wo Long and Feng Chu, her math scores are now finally in double digits. It's really moving and brings tears to one's eyes.

"Sakakibara-senpai and Higuchi-senpai, please be careful!" Nakano Ichika raised her hands to cheer them up. After a moment, she seemed to remember something and quickly bowed and nodded to the boy with a faint smile on his face.

"Ah, I heard that Sakakibara-senpai was successfully admitted to the University of Tokyo. I haven't had the chance to congratulate you yet."

"No big deal." The boy waved his hand calmly, "If you don't understand anything, just come and ask us."

"Thank you, senior!"

Nakano Ichika smiled carefree and handsome, and she was indeed suitable for the role of the Takarazuka series. The girl said a few words to Higuchi Madoka and returned to her half of the set. She didn't need to touch up her makeup, and it wasn't long before the reshoot of this scene was about to begin.

"Come to ask us?"

Higuchi Enka repeated softly after Nakano Ichika left.

The boy hummed and looked at Feng Chu in confusion, "Higuchi-san, don't forget that when filming the graduation commercial, Nakano-san was a problem girl. Have you forgotten the mathematical battlefield where you and I used the world as our chessboard and all living things as our chess pieces, and in the midst of laughter and conversation, our battles were reduced to ashes?"

"..."

Higuchi Yuanka shook her head. Is it that the key point is Nakano-san's grades? Isn't it the way we use this word?

She calmly brought back the topic of how to die that Sakakibara Kaede had just started, "As for death, I think the image you just presented is very good, Sakakibara-san. Besides, in the ancient Edo era, would there really be such a despicable newlywed husband?"

“Every era has it.”

The boy looked at the crew members who had been rearranged by the supervisor and director. The several big warriors who had just gone crazy with killing were nodding and bowing, and the rest of the staff were passing messages among the group actors. He couldn't help but sigh.

Every era has its heroes, people with different beliefs in their hearts, and imperial edicts or orders that are obeyed by that era.

Abandoning one's wife and children is despised by people, but in that chaotic era, it was the only possibility of survival.

To die or to linger on?

Some people say that being alive is the most important thing. Others say that sometimes it is better to die than to carry heavy pressure on your shoulders. After death, everything will be over and you will feel relieved.

"Besides, Sakakibara-san, haven't you thought about this yourself?" Higuchi Madoka frowned her pretty eyebrows, and her tone was as cold as usual, "If you perform like this, it will completely disrupt the tragic atmosphere that the supervising director has worked so hard to lay down."

"If you kneel down and surrender, not only will you disrupt the tragic atmosphere of that person's death, but you may also disrupt the actions of several leading actors."

"You died heroically protecting your wife. The supervisor wanted to see you act like this, and also wanted to see me cry so ugly. If you act like a scumbag, I will look at you like trash, and then leave with contempt."

The boy glanced at Higuchi Yuanka and found that she was really looking at him as if he were garbage, so he scratched the side of his face.

"Got it. I'll show my death by being chopped into pieces while protecting you."

"Ah."

No one cares about the death of small people and small characters, but compared to dying in frustration, people can choose to die with dignity.

This was the death the overseer had arranged for the boy, the death of a young man who was deeply in love with his new wife.

After wrapping himself in the fake blood bag handed to him by the prop team and changing into a clean linen suit, the boy slowly exhaled.

Crowded crowds, oppressive atmosphere, and hesitation at the sight of blood.

The spring breeze with the smell of blood blew at this moment, blowing the boy's bangs back, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What appears before our eyes is that era of war and chaos.

He looked beside him and saw the girl who had grown up with him. They had just gotten married a few months ago and were struggling to survive in this small town.

Protect her, this is the boy's promise.

After "dying" once, the boy seemed to have some feelings about this scene.

Although the camera does not stay on his face to record his eyes and expressions, he still wants to express it this way.

He wanted to fulfill the role of this unknown boy, the boy who accepted death calmly in order to protect his wife.

As the blazing sword pierced through his chest, the boy staggered forward and fell into the arms of the shocked girl. She seemed to have not yet reacted to what was happening, and the side of her face was already stained with burning blood.

The boy raised his hands and pushed the girl hard, wanting her to leave him behind and run away, but his strength was too little.

"No...don't do that."

A faint murmur came out of the girl's mouth, and she shook the boy's face, trying to swap her lovers back.

What greeted her was a smile as gentle as blood.

"Hurry... run, escape to a world with spring flowers blooming, a world without war." The boy's pupils dilated and his body twitched a few times. He glanced at the girl who was crying and reached out his hand to wipe away her tears.

His hands were no longer strong enough to lift, so he held the girl's hand, feeling the last bit of warmth in the world.

Buy your lover a new piece of cloth later? Cook her favorite meal in the evening? Move to the city when you have enough money?

He still has a lot to say and a lot to do.

But at this moment, he didn't care about anything.

"I...I understand. I will try my best. I will try my best to survive."

The girl spoke intermittently and kept wiping her tears. She protected the baby in her belly and stood up.