Chapter 405

The night wind blows at the forest sea, setting off the quiet night and the high hanging moon.

On the roof of the night club, the atmosphere of the party continued very late. For the participants who had just survived the storm last night, it was probably a rare time.

At the end of the party, everyone dispersed. On the ground beside the outdoor swimming pool on the roof, only Emma was directing the cleaning robot to clean it up. She stayed until the last Nightingale to look around and found that she couldn't find the figure.

"Xiaoling, did you see the night crow where she went

Listening to Yesheng's concern about the whereabouts of the night crow, Hua Ling curled her lips, but she said honestly:

"I saw her go out with resuscitation just now. Maybe she has left by the way."

"I told her I had arranged her room for the night club."

The night Sheng hears this, helpless sigh says, Hua Ling to this hand shrugs.

"After all, she is a mysterious and lonely wanderer's song. Can we really hold such a big God in such a small temple as night games?"

"Night crow, she's not the kind you said..."

"sister Sheng, you don't love me anymore."

Night Sheng just want to deny, see Hualing suddenly expressionless said this sentence, let her a choke, cough out.

"Well! ... what are you talking about all of a sudden! "

"What you just explained for the night crow is the standard flowery lines of the male in the TV series."

"Well, it's all about what..."

...

...

at the moment, the floor of the night club participants' residence, taking into account the comfort and personal space of each participant, is designed so that everyone's room is on different floors of one side area.

On several floors above fangran's room, there is an elegant room like a bamboo Pavilion. There are antique screen cases, bamboo mats without modern elements, wind chimes hanging, and the Chinese medicine counter with a wall on one side of the room. On each drawer, the name of the medicinal materials is written on the beautiful writing brush, and the pestle and other tools are tidied up neatly.

One second before resuscitation closed the door, he finally took a look at the corridor, confirmed that no one was paying attention, and then slowly closed the door.

Taking off the light white high-heeled shoes, wearing transparent silk stockings, stepping on the long lost bamboo mat, and without turning on the light, he just looked at the night crow changing from the bamboo door on the balcony of the distant sea of trees when he opened the door, and sighed with a sigh:

"well, no one else will come here, nor will Emma's monitoring see it."

"And about it, I haven't mentioned it to anyone. You don't have to worry about it."

The night crow looks at the figure in front of her. The dim and dim woman is wearing the soft shirt with light color as usual and the skirt embroidered with white texture. Her lower legs are slender and slender.

He was silent for a moment, and then he finally said with a bitter smile:

"sister Fu Su... How do you...

" do you want to ask me how I can see it? "

Recovery is also sitting in front of him, looking at the front, let her do not know exactly how to describe the figure of silver hair.

The night crow is silent, does not speak, obviously acquiesces.

He didn't understand why the recovery suddenly saw through his disguise, which was totally illogical.

anyone who saw two people who were completely different in identity, status and gender and appeared at the same time could not think that they were the same person.

What's more, activating Ling's core, he doesn't know how much magic power he has spent on his disguise at the moment. He can't understand how recovery can see through him.

To tell you the truth, even if he was shaken at the moment when he bumped into the arms of recovery, he had no idea that recovery would suddenly say that sentence.

"Do you remember when I first met you?"

Resuscitation looked at him and suddenly opened his mouth with a soft smile. The night crow's eyes were slightly widened, but he was not surprised. He just wanted to refute something,

but resuscitation continued to whisper to himself, looked at the moonlight outside the window and said with a smile:

"at that time, Fang Shu Shi and I received the task of misty water lady, and we were shot in our arms in the concert hall The girl who is going to die and you are angry and angry like a lion... "

it is clear that the matter happened more than a month ago, but when we talk about the recovery, we feel some nostalgia. It seems that a long time has passed.

"But..."

the night crow bit his teeth and opened his mouth, and was shaken by the eyes of resuscitation. He was not surprised that resuscitation remembered this thing.

"Well, that's right. I know. I know that you didn't seem to be wearing this night dress at that time, and to be honest, even if I saw that silver sword in the night crow's hand again, I didn't remember what it looked like that night when you took a glance at it and threw it aside as soon as the girl was saved."

Resuscitation sighed a little and said with a smile. To tell the truth that night, she was shocked by Fang Ran's fury like a beast forced to the end, and didn't pay much attention to the silver broken dragon teeth thrown aside by Fang ran.At most, I remember the dark eyes, but there are so many complex abilities in the night war world that I don't know how many can make my eyes dark.

"Why on earth is that..."

Listening to the words of resuscitation, the night crow suddenly sank down. Somehow, he bit his lips and lowered his eyes.

Looking at his face quiet but with a certain complex look, recovery inexplicably a little distressed, she sighed, and then looked at him and said with a smile:

"when I was in danger and was about to be controlled by people against the water, you came to save me, didn't you?"

A little unexpected answer, unknown words, let the night crow slightly distracted, and then see his still do not understand the appearance, recovery is very helpless sigh, and then smile to explain.

"I mean as like as two peas," said

, who was so gentle at the time, and looked softly at the light and open voice of the people at the moment: "

is afraid of the expression of someone's death."

After hearing this, the night crow finally understood the reason why he had guessed about it.

his expression froze for a second, then he was silent for a moment. Finally, he opened his mouth with a wry smile:

"so... That's why

"Well, that's right. After all, Xiaoling said that she had been in a coma for a long time, and I was the only one who came into close contact with you. Maybe people who did not see you that night in Los Angeles, such as Yesheng and other people in Hualing Bureau, would think that"

"even though they are facing the same look, they are also powerful and cold night crows, not the familiar ones who are always afraid of their hands and feet It's just the right thing to do. "

When I think of the suicide failure, when I was trapped by the shadow and the strange language, I broke my despair and finally was unable to be carried into the qingtianhai waterfall. I was a little distracted by the recovery.

"So... Is it intuition..."

knowing the reason why he was discovered by resuscitation, the night crow rubbed his bitter smile and said softly as if he was finally relieved.

"Sometimes women's intuition is very accurate, although I'm also prepared to explain how to explain to supernova night crow, the ninth highest ranking rogue song in A-level, if I guess wrong," after all, I still believe that the participants will be unstable. You are too careless. "

Resuscitation supported his cheek with a light sigh and said, listening to this sentence, the night crow was silent for a moment, and then gave a bitter smile.

"Does he know that, brother Fang Shu?"

In the face of this problem, resuscitation gently shakes his head and opens his mouth. His eyes droop and looks at his thin fingers interlacing on the small case.

"I don't know. To some extent, the magic weapon is very similar to you. Even if he guesses it, he won't say it, so you can treat it as if he doesn't know."

"This reason... And that kind of means... Sister Fu Su... You're too naughty...

I don't know what kind of expression to make. Suddenly, he can't find his usual mask. It seems to remind him of the sadness that he just buried in his heart last night. The night crow said with a very ugly smile.

"Although I don't know why you fainted because of insufficient blood supply to the heart when you saw the nightpipe on the night pearl, you are still not good at dealing with women even though there are some disguised reasons. So I think this should be the best way to shake your mind and your success rate."

Looking at the expression on his face, the recovery was suddenly silent and answered softly.

Is the blood supply insufficient... Yes, it's sister Fu Su who took care of herself when she fainted...

was she found...

"OK, I have answered your question, now it's your turn to answer mine."

Resuscitation gently pulled a strand of drooping hair behind his ear and looked at the night crow opposite the small table. The night crow was stunned by this sentence,

then he looked at resuscitation and looked into his eyes and asked:

"who are you

Is it Fang ran who plays the role of night crow or the night crow of Cheng Fang ran?

Although the ancient and elegant room without lights on and the hazy light under the lavender night is different from the natural beauty of the special ward on the top of Sacred Heart building, he can still see the quiet and soft face of recovery at the moment,

it reveals such questions.

Do you play Fang ran, or do you play Fang ran?

Silent for a moment, he did not open his mouth to answer, he gave the answer with action, took out a card with dark red and gold magic array on the back, looked at the "magic" word on it, and silently read a cancellation in his heart.

With long silver hair and delicate appearance, the night crow wearing the top ten night utensils of A-number disappeared, and was replaced by...

an ordinary youth who looked a little depressed and lost.

Her eyes widened slightly, even in anticipation, she was still a little surprised,

revived, looked at the figure in front of her, and finally became the youth she knew.

"Is it really Fang Ran's younger brother..."She whispered to herself, gently looked at the people in front of her, and asked with a smile:

"then please ask, why did you get such things as icebound buildings and waterfalls and flower sea when saving me

Night... No, Fang ran closed his eyes slowly, and seemed to be thinking about the events of that night. He replied with a bitter smile:

"at that time, I could think of the fastest way to suppress the riot and put out the fire. As for the petal waterfall, I was afraid of being photographed by live video..."

before finishing his words, the knife suddenly tapped on his head.

He opened his eyes and looked at the female figure who had come to his face when he didn't know when. He was a little distracted for a second, and then said with a bitter smile:

"it's painful."

"Nonsense, I didn't exert myself."

The right hand gently knocked on the top of Fang Ran's head, said softly, then gently touched his head. When Fang Ran's eyes were wide open and froze, she gently held him in her arms, with heartache in her beautiful eyes.

The moonlight sprinkles into the room, the youth is gently held, the feminine softness and fragrance hit again, the voice of recovery in his ear sighs:

"the answer of failing, Fang ran, younger brother, has anyone said you are a fool?"

"There have been a lot of..."

suddenly, I was hugged gently and felt the soft and pleasant smell surrounding me. My body was slightly stiff and did not dare to move, but I did not shake and tense. Then I said in a low voice.

"If you hold a woman rescued from a desperate situation and rush into an incredible waterfall composed of petals in the focus of the night, like a romantic scene only in fairy tales, your answer should be more flattering. Only in this way can women like it."

It's really... Although it's called fangran, it's just like there's an extra stupid brother.

"Also, for the matter of being rescued, both I and all members of the Bureau thank you from the bottom of my heart."

Recovery gently hold Fang ran in his arms, drooping his eyes, and his eyes light like water.

"However, she stealthily hides herself, pretends to have done nothing, wakes up from the night game, and pushes everything to another self that doesn't exist at all..."

holding the youth in her arms gently, her eyes are filled with heartache. The night game is like a home for every participant, and is naturally afraid of it People die, everyone will have feelings for it.

So the recovery is holding Fang ran, and his eyes are whispering with care and sigh:

"it's too painful."

Fang Ran's pupils opened slightly, then forced to close his eyes and bite his lips.

"You have done great work, you have worked very hard...

there is self reproach and heartache in her drooping eyes. With the words, she is more and more hugging in her arms. Gently touching his hair, she also felt sad and distressed, and said that she should be the younger generation's youth The only thing that can be said by the elders who are struggling to save and feel remorse.

"So you don't have to force yourself any more. You don't have to force yourself to have a smiling face that you are OK and heartbreaking. If you have any sad words, I will always listen to them..."

this is the last thing I can do for my useless predecessors who can only be saved by you.

After hearing this, Fang ran, who was held in his arms by resuscitation, finally couldn't help but open his eyes completely. He felt that his forced pretence of nothing had been completely broken, and then clenched his lips.

the tears he held down last night seemed to be flooding again because of the gentle words of recovery tolerance.

It was the first time in my life that someone saw through his strong disguise so directly and held him in my arms to give him tolerance and tenderness.

Last night, he spent half a night in Dongjiang to calm down. Suddenly, he was broken by the words of recovery. Starting from the Los Angeles concert, he occasionally woke up because of nightmares, and the child in his heart choked with sobs.

So... This time... It should be... It doesn't matter...

the whole body seems to be thawed, thinking of what I did last night, thinking about the nightmare that may last for a long time,

"I killed..."

she shook her hands, hesitated and hesitated, slowly grasped the sleeve of recovery, buried his red eyes, and slowly closed his eyes in pain The voice trembled:

"sister Fu Su... I killed again..."

Fang Ran's voice was low and hoarse. The slightly suppressed crying and struggling words made the recovery feel his body shaking and he was... Deeply afraid.

"Well, I know."

Each participant may have had such a mentality, but almost all of them disappeared in the awakening scene.

Speaking of it, Fang Ran's younger brother is the original one who has not experienced the awakening scene."It's not that big brother suqun... It's not in the scene... The person who destroyed the big brother suqun... The person who invaded the night game... The person from the last Los Angeles concert..."

"I killed three more people with my own hands last night..."

it seems that I was afraid of the fact that I killed people by myself. It seems that it is because of my own practice and the beauty that I had hoped for in my heart Good, the opposite, Fang Ran's voice more and more shaken, more and more loud.

"Well, I know."

Recovery is still light and low voice mouth, gently holding the moment afraid of the youth.

"And..."

his words were hoarse, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something. He chopped out the sword on a frosty night. Only the memory of the barren river he saw, and the emotion he felt through Mullin, he finally found the object he could pour out.

Last night's pressure down the tears, finally poured out again, wet the recovery of the neckline.

"I don't care to see the master of magic and his feelings for half a century."

The consciousness of his staff holding on to the sleeve of resuscitation, the memory of "love" that he got from Arakawa last night, who liberated night gear, conflicts with the fact that he had to make up his mind to kill Arakawa.

"But..."

I opened my mouth and found that it was very hard to say the next words, but finally I could only sob in a low voice.

"I still killed him... I didn't agree to the night watchman's request to imprison him... Because I wanted to go back to everyday selfishness... Because of my anger at that time... Because of my impulse to rely on that power... To put him... To that man..."

"well, I know."

It is no longer a mysterious night crow, no longer the owner of the top ten night devices with A-number, and the ninth new supernova in the song of wanderers. Now, it is just a young man who has just awakened for only two months and is ordinary and fragile...

again Also unable to open his mouth, no longer speak words, the youth at the moment revealed all his sadness and sadness, and finally wantonly let tears flow.

"Enough, enough, you have done enough, I know, you are all for everyone in the Bureau..."

the recovery of crying in his arms is no longer the usual way to see himself laughing and counseling. At the moment, he shows his real appearance, which is extremely fragile and heartbreaking.

listening to all the sadness of the youth, the recovery slowly closed his eyes and was just like elder sister She hugged him tightly and said what she always wanted to say.

"It's hard for you, Fang ran."

In the forest at night, the moonlight gently sprinkles into the night Bureau building, which is not turned on. It slightly lights up the tender female, embraces the figure of the crying youth. The quiet medicine cabinet and the neat medicine equipment send the fragrance of herbal medicine, and bamboo mat small case, and then hide this scene in the dark.

And a figure who had been listening outside the door finally cut off the cigarette, put away the cross ancient writing, put away the boring idea of fighting a fight tonight, which was actually stopped by the magician, and sent out a sigh that nobody heard. Then he looked up at the night outside the window at the end of the corridor, and the figure disappeared.

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