Chapter 600

At the last second of losing consciousness, I feel empty in my arms.

Although it is only a short half a month, it seems that holding a little girl has become a habit.

BR,

, the scene of wake-up in the barn of Milan is from the grass in the barn to the steam in the barn.

The feeling of cold covering the body came, and the bubbles floated farther and farther away from him. In front of him, he could not see anything clearly. His body seemed to be falling down and being held by someone.

but these feelings were hazy and unreal, which made him confused whether it was a reality or a dream. However, he slowly remembered that this was his fall into the sea of ice The feeling.

Did you fall into the Arctic Ocean?

ah, ah... Really... You really did this step...

clearly, you were just a fool with no confidence, and actually came to the north pole

Slowly closed his eyes, no longer rely on this tiny feeling, but judge whether this is a dream or reality, then let the body fall down and go.

It's been more than half a month since I rushed out of the campus without saying a word...

recalling that night when I rushed out of Beijing University in a hurry, it should have been the event of the previous few days, but somehow it made Fang feel that it had been a long time.

It was probably self blame and guilt at the beginning.

Learning that Ling is in danger, and that she has been doing nothing and bothering herself to avoid the night war world for more than half a month,

was touched by the man at the end of the summer vacation who had paid half a century for his love. He deliberately enlarged his anxiety and guilt and ran to the North Pole. It was clear that he had never been away from home alone, nor had he ever sat down before Machine.

At that moment when his eyes were closed and his consciousness was hazy, the cold sense of falling sea water disappeared. He seemed to have returned to that ten hour flight, lying on the table beside his hand, looking out of the window at night with a sea of clouds, he was in a trance.

I don't know who has said,

people themselves are creatures that can't change, and people can only change when they meet others.

How much have you changed since you took that flight?

Oh, maybe I have changed since I met the figure like the golden goblin...

the scene flashed across the airport, hotel and icebreaker, and had a conversation with the beautiful stewardess, the capable woman and the youth who was somewhat similar to himself, so that we could realize that this is really a dream.

I'm sorry. It'll be OK in a minute. I'll wake up in a minute.

Like a sleepy child, he murmured to someone who didn't know.

He only does what he can do, because he only does what he can do.

he really has no support, only the moment he steps into the Arctic ice sheet, which is far away from his practice of doing things. No one knows how nervous he is when he is relying on armor and compressed biscuits during his long journey.

But it has to be done.

If you only do what you can do, you will always do what you can do...

if you only want to keep your daily life stable, you will never be able to become Ling's power.

Therefore, he admitted his own strength, so he forced the courage to fight,

so he decided to enter the world of night fighting.

At the moment when the ice sea faced the palace of never night with the strongest fighting power and venting his strength, he gave up all his escape and cowardice and faced everything in front of him.

for the first time, Fang ran felt that those people who once felt very strong were no longer far away from themselves.

In spite of this, as a participant's consciousness, the awakening is a little late.

But don't worry, Fang ran.

You've really done that.

As a participant, you can control that power freely and peacefully. The truth of what happened 100 years ago is unfolding in front of your eyes.

what remains to be done is perhaps just...

the feeling on the ice field disappears and disappears, and the dream seems to return to the evening when the ice sea fell, and then slightly open your black eyes as if you can grasp it Live in the dim light and sink with ease...

and then the dream awakes.

Eyelashes tremble, and I open my black eyes little by little,

what I see is not the dark space in the ice sea supported by the force field, but a bright space with blue light.

Yeah?

At the moment when his sight became more and more clear, the sharp pain of tearing all over his body came, not the cost of rushing back to Ling at any cost in the scene, but the burden of exhausting everything on the ice sea before entering the scene.

The moment I opened my mouth, but I couldn't shout, and I had no place to control,Fang ran suddenly felt that he was not lying on the ground, but lying on something soft. A figure was slowly clear in the blurred vision.

Like that time, when he was faced with the despair and powerlessness of b-99, he could only repeat the night when he could only collapse. Only when he saw the enchantment different from that exposed a hundred years ago, he saw the enchantress in a black cloth cloak, and her face was illusory and quiet.

"Are you awake?"

The enchantress's voice of enchantment was heard in her ear. Fang ran opened her black eyes and looked at her at the moment.

in my memory, just a moment ago, he was still fighting against her who was terrible and crazy a hundred years ago in that small town.

After opening his mouth, he still couldn't make a sound. He wasted too much magic power in the battle on the ice sea, and his body could not bear it.

"Is it hard?"

The pale and enchanting face is hidden under the black cloth's hat pocket. The witch looks at her broken doll, and her eyes are full of heartache,

so she reaches out her hand and puts it on the top of Fang Ran's forehead. Her mind control is slightly activated, which hides Fang Ran's pain.

"You saved me again..."

It seemed that she finally got rid of the heavy burden, and finally she could spit out air from her throat. Then she looked at the witch in front of her eyes and felt that this scene was like the scene in the assessment scene,

she appeared beside her when she was in a desperate situation.

"No, it's her."

The witch is distressed and looks at Fang ran gently. The black box floats up. There is a space coordinate on it.

"She activated the coordinates of the base and this thing."

Black eyes slowly open big, Fang ran incredible looking at his black box, did not expect it can do such a thing.

It's Ling...

is it Ling...

is it...

it's like this...

slowly exhaled a breath, but I don't know why I feel a little relieved to close my black eyes.

"Going up?"

"Mmm..."

the enchanting female asked questions in a soft voice, and the quiet and hazy young people spoke definitely.

It's like the scene where they met at the beginning, but this time they exchanged positions.

"Do you want me to lend you strength?"

Looking at the young man lying on his legs, his voice was still charming and a little hoarse, mixed with laziness and mystery. The witch asked softly, her white fingers brushing his sideburns and violet's eyes drooping quietly.

The gentle breath rises and falls slowly with the chest of the youth, and there is no immediate answer to the silence,

time seems to flow away quietly between the two at the moment.

Maybe after a long time, Fang ran slowly struggled to open his black eyes and looked at the person he had seen only a few times before. However, he always asked her to help him for free without any reason. He felt guilty and sad and said in a low voice:

"is this really possible..."

then he saw the witch smile.

"It doesn't matter, Fang ran."

The eyes of the witch violet are full of deep doting, tolerance, warmth and other emotional smile in her mouth, her soft words are like humming a dream song floating into Fang Ran's ear.

"You want my strength, you don't want to rely on me all the time, you want to live in a carefree sunny world all the time, or you want to change your contact with the world of night warfare."

"it's OK to be afraid or brave..."

she looks into her black eyes and says in a soft voice:

"whatever you choose, it doesn't matter."

Looking at the smile under the witch black cloth, black eyes slowly open at this moment.

Have you ever thought that someone in the world can choose to tolerate whatever you have, whether it's right or wrong.

In the deep of her eyes, watching her heart beat with love.

"No matter what your choice is, I will be on your side. As long as you need me, I can be your mother, I can be your sister, I can also be your wife or lover..."

"I can be any dependence of you."

Fang ran never thought that there would be such a person in the world.

Obviously, he maintained an important contact, but he had a serious conversation with the witch for the first time,

for the first time, he knew how much the figure in front of him loved and tolerated him.

"So you just need to live freely according to your own wishes."

The witch smile gently, and she reaches out her pale hand to touch her doll's side face,

but at the moment when her fingertip just touches fangran's cheek skin,

the eyes of violet on her charming face are slightly stagnant, and the witch's black cloth cloak is always a mysterious figure,Memories that don't exist in time are warm.

The witch looked down at Fang Ran's expression, lost her mind for a moment, and then the accident slowly melted into surprise and remembrance on her pale and enchanting face.

When the black cloth's hat pocket fell, she rubbed her hands on the young man's cheek on her legs, and slowly lowered her upper body to cover the dim light close to the black eyes, and the black hair slipped from her side of the snow-white shoulder,

in the base at the bottom of the Arctic Ocean, the dark youth was lying in the arms of the witch who had crossed the long years, and the black skirt was scattered,

the eyes of violet were drooping and flowing Full of love and moist, deep voice seems to span a hundred years of time, miss the sound of light voice.

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