Chapter 498

In the final analysis, Arakawa, what is the meaning of the name for Fang ran.

On that night when he toured the city, he saw that the lime was exhausted and unconscious, that the recovery was forced to suicide, that the residents were even dead, and that the water and heart were once again in danger.

repressed under his black eyes, he was full of anger at all the culprits,

supporting him even though he rescued Yesheng For the crying child in his heart, he decided to stay in the cold anger of the narrow battlefield.

But Arakawa is different. From the beginning to the end, Fang ran didn't feel a bit of evil thoughts and killing intention that belonged to the behind the scenes.

Even before he died, the man also had a slight melancholy chuckle at the corner of his mouth.

"Arakawa, I was killed."

In the auditorium garden at night, quiet and deep words ring from the dark youth's mouth. It is very difficult to say the words at that moment, as if to use all his strength.

originally, when I said this sentence, I planned to stare at the eyes of the water, but at the moment of speaking, I really wanted to say the man At the moment of his name,

he himself could not help but lower his head.

The auditorium was quiet, and even the voice of the evening breeze could be heard. The figure with dark blue skirt was sitting at the table on the balcony and watched him say this sentence. He lowered his eyes and crossed the memory of the bamboo silhouette,

then he closed his eyes slowly and opened his mouth softly with his eyes closed:

"is it..."

suddenly he clenched his lips and tightly grasped the silver broken dragon in his hand Teeth!

I don't know why, Fang ran all of a sudden to her such a simple answer, feel dissatisfaction, and anger!

Why! Why are you always so indifferent! Why did he do that! Why did you hear that I killed him!

You still have such an understatement of "yes"!?

He clenched his teeth and tried to shout out all the thoughts in his heart and to question the dark blue figure in front of him, but Fang still held back because he knew that

he had no position and was not qualified to say these words.

"You know...

so he could only speak quietly with a shaking mouth and slowly looked up at shuilinlang. This time, he had no doubt, but seemed to know the statement of the answer.

"What do you know?"

The prophet still smiles mysteriously,

the information obtained from the last conversation with her, the explanation of "no night situation, no adverse water" from Maserati's night Sheng, to the fragmentary dialogue between the barren River in the narrow battlefield and the figure of the thousand meter Earth Dragon, as well as the memories I saw at last,

guess and piece together, In the end, Fang ran recalled the words of the man's gentle smile and admitted to all his questions,

...

"did you arrange the attack on the restaurant in Los Angeles?"

"Well, it's me."

...

"did you send the men who could control the zombies and the women who used the evil wind in that concert?"

"Well, I sent Yin Kui and Xinya."

...

"the attack on Linfu district is the devil dwarf potion you gave to those mercenaries?"

"Well, yes, even though they just hit the night watchman and zero riding."

...

"so everything tonight is your plan?"

"Well, it's me."

All the answers, the scale card, showed the truth in the gentle smile of the man. There was only the last sentence...

"why did you do this to control the night game, or was it because midnight... Did you not choose your dissatisfaction?"

"Well, that's right. I always think that it's a wrong choice for the elders of the night club to hand over the affairs of Huaxia to elder brother Jiang ran. I'm the one who can control the stronger power. So I set up a counter current, and it should be all for me to take back the affairs."

-[false] -

his only and only lie that night!

At that time, even though he was inundated with anger in his heart, he didn't pay attention to this sentence. He gave a light and heavy smile to tell the lie, why...

until he grasped the spirit yuan, liberated the night patrol, cut out the sword of frost and white night, and saw the moment he remembered

The low voice of the dark youth rang out from his throat!

He looked up at the beautiful water at the other end of the garden in the evening wind. His turbulent eyes broke all the calm, and his hoarse low voice was filled with sad struggle and deep questioning!

"Why not stop him!? Even the last moment before he died, what he thought was your shadow! It's all you look likeFang Ran's low voice mixed with emotion, the turbulence of his mind made his eyes slightly red, tightly watching the figure of water, want to get her answer.

"What takes everything back! What controls more power! All he did was because of you

Recalling the memory of the barren river that I saw at the last moment of my liberation night tour, the end point of countless pieces of pictures is the bluestone steps leading to the bamboo forest in the mountains, and the girl with colorful skirts smiles.

-"My name is Lin Lang, welcome to join the night club." -

"he just wants to see you again!"

He declared a lie to the whole world and hid his real purpose in his heart. He could admit all the evils he had done. However, Arakawa lied.

"Why... Why..."

his throat is hard and his words are too heavy to be revealed.

Fang Ran's low voice is getting lower and lower, and finally turns into a hoarse choking voice which is almost silent,

he is not a barren River, he is not a lush water, he does not know the story of them, he is only a young man who has lived for less than 20 years,

so Fang ran Knowing that he is not qualified and has no position to interpose their love and hate feelings,

but only a little, only a little bit, I feel that I have to ask them in any case, with the bystander... No, with the position of "murderer".

"You don't stop him...."

he felt pain in his chest, and his breathing became difficult. This sentence is too low to be checked.

Fang ran raised his eyes, the breeze blew his broken hair on his forehead, and his eyes looked at the dark blue figure with cold questioning.

At the other end of the garden, on the balcony, listening to Fang Ran's hoarse and low voice, he said this,

the prophet who had lived for a century finally showed a sudden unexpected loss of mind for the first time,

and then slowly calmed down and looked at the night flowers outside.

"It's really... That I suddenly said something that surprised me..."

even the water was full of people who didn't expect to know these things, the things buried in the depths of that night.

"Do you think I can stop him?"

Water line Lang horizontal oblique dark blue gentle eyes, silhouette in the dark, looking at Fang ran soft voice of the mouth asked.

"As long as you show up... As long as you go to see him, he is willing to..."

"what if you meet him?"

Listening to the colorful rhetorical questions, Fang Ran's loud words were gently interrupted by her, and her eyes were slightly widened,

he looked at the dark blue figure, but her eyes did not understand.

"Can I see him and solve it completely?"

Looking at Fang Ran's stupefied appearance, she showed a smile and lowered her eyes. Shuilinlang looked at the flower sea again and whispered in a trance:

"can he untie his obsession when he saw me? Even if he gave up his plan for the night game this time, what about the next time..."

Shui Linlang slowly stood up and walked towards the edge of the balcony, with the night wind blowing in his dark blue eyes Then she turned her head and gave a gentle smile:

"besides, I couldn't get out of here."

She raised her hand out of the edge of the balcony, as if to touch the picture of the sea of flowers at night, but...

was blocked by a transparent "wall".

Fang ran opened his eyes and saw the amazing fact that the so-called prophet was imprisoned in a cage.

"But even if there is no wall, even if I can go out from here, I will not go to see him, and I can't go to see him, because the root is..."

the soft voice is full of sighs and memories, and the tone of shuilinlang's words makes Fang can't understand it.

she looks at it and seems that she can't understand her words. She smiles gently:

"I I don't love him. "

Sea like deep blue skirt in the garden balcony is slightly lifted by the night wind, fixed frame into the picture of her quiet and beautiful peerless style.

"Because I don't love, I can't get rid of his obsession, and I can't stop him."

The gentle words of chuckling, containing complex emotions that he could not understand, struck Fang Ran's heart.

It's because they don't love...

after all, is it really the reason...

standing in silence and holding the sword handle of silver broken dragon tooth,

it is too difficult to understand the proposition of "love" for him who is not clear about "like" and can not face it.

He is not a barren River, nor is he rich in water. He does not know what kind of feeling it is to love or not, so even if he asks for the man who always appears in his nightmares, he can not get any answers.

in fact, what he knows clearly is...

"then what he has done is meaninglessTall and straight figure in the dark dress style of night patrol, standing at the gate of the garden, head down, the words of lonely sadness.

Although Fang ran never said that, this summer vacation had a great impact on his soul and touched him. In addition to Xu Zheng, who patted him on the shoulder that night, the capital blocked his mouth and then left Yesheng. In fact, the third person was not the one who spent the longest time with him in the nightclub, nor was he revived after holding him gently,

It's a barren river.

This man, who has been destroying the daily life he cherishes, stands in a hostile position and uses his half century's paranoia towards the so-called "love" and strikes Fang Ran's heart.

Through Mullin, I feel that he is really shocked by the memory of Arakawa.

just out of the desire to see someone,

can it really take half a century to achieve this?

"Is everything he has done worthless? No matter good or bad, good or bad, or even don't know the situation of your imprisonment, a year... Ten years... Half a century, "

biting his lips and even feeling the smell of salty smell, he closed his eyes slowly and painfully. He felt the confusion and confusion, bitter and helpless, low voice and weak choking hoarseness:

" his people Is it in vain to give birth to

Shuilinlang was silent, with drooping eyes recalling the fragments in his memory. He turned around and looked at the young man standing at the door questioning him so much,

"fangran,"

with a look that he could not understand, he called his name gently and spoke softly:

"you are really a very kind child, even for destroying your daily life and standing in the enemy's position You also feel sad and sad about the fact that you have to kill him who has such obsession in your heart. You even run over like this and ask me why. "

"Don't get me wrong. I'm just doing it for myself. I'll do it again."

One more time, I'll still kill him.

The dark youth bowed his head and could not see the deep opening of his eyes, and the dress of the night's parade floated slightly behind him, just as he had activated privilege at any cost in that narrow room.

"That's why I said you're too kind a child."

Shuilinlang looked at him, smile, and then did not tell him the truth of the heart thinking.

For those who are determined to kill even once more, they will feel sad and unworthy of this kindness.

"But it's because you are still a child, so you don't know..."

the water breathed out softly, and then looked at the night sky and the sea of flowers sleeping, and recalled the figure that had been accompanying her here and built all these for herself, and whispered in a trance:

"whether it's a waste of time, you will know when you fall in love with someone."

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