klisemfg Chapter 305 A short time
Chapter 305 A short time
Chapter 305 A short time
The dream hall was dark, with only the small area in the center still slightly lit. Xing stood motionless, as if sluggish, with disbelief in his pupils, as if he was in the clouds.
Huang Quan still kept his grip on the handle of the knife and did not move. Black Swan was also briefly shocked and remained silent. There was still a faint fragrance in the air, as if it was yesterday.
It was as if someone had pressed the pause button in the hall, and there was an empty silence. After a long, long time, Xingcai slowly bent down, held his head in his hands, and rubbed his hair fiercely. After another moment, Huang Quan and Black Swan listened. To the sound of rapid breathing and strange cries.
This heartless little girl, who was full of nonsense, bent over and squatted down in a hugging and crying posture. Her long gray hair was rubbed and spread loosely. At first, she tried to calm down her mood.
But his breathing was still getting faster and faster, and his sobs were getting more and more exaggerated. He was rubbing his hair while crying, and his face was covered with tears at some point.
Do you spend a lot of time with her? Have you experienced many things with her? Do you have any unforgettable memories with her?
Those things that stay in the depths of memory seem to be very illusory. It is obvious that the time you have been together cannot be said to be very long, but it is so biased that even the memory of her being with you has died.
"Here we have most of Pinocchio's specialties, such as clock pizza, oak cake rolls, alfalfa salad... and the classic suleda! You pick whatever you want, and I'll pay for it!"
"How can this be so embarrassing..."
"It's okay, please invite me again next time~"
"Thank you, You're so kind!"
“Here, here, I’ll show you something interesting~”
"Look, this statue is Pinoconi's famous cartoon character - Clock Boy!"
"The longest-running and most famous cartoon animation from Pinoconi tells the adventure story of the protagonist Clock Boy and his friends living in the dream town - it has been serialized for more than 10,000 episodes so far!"
"Is this image really risk-free?..."
"I'm a little afraid of the camera. Don't laugh at me. Come on...just take it."
"Wait a minute, let me prepare...Okay! Let's get started."
"eggplant!"
"Are you going back? Time flies so fast..."
"Next time we meet, treat me to an oak cake roll!"
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"Anentropy, have you ever heard of this term?"
"In people suffering from this disease, the physical structure will fall into irreversible chronic dissociation, which means that you are slowly disappearing, and this disappearance is not even noticeable to others... You can still run, jump, and When communicating with others, everything seems so normal, except that you are always a little slower than others..."
"And then slower and slower, until the outlines of yourself and the world become blurry... You can't tell reality from dream because they become equally fragmented."
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm born with sharp eyes. Even if you disappear, I can still find you. It's like...just like...just like Doraemon's stone hat! It's like being invisible. It’s the same, I just can’t see you anymore, do you understand what I mean?”
"I know invisibility, I am not afraid of invisibility, I am afraid of losing, losing what I have heard, what I have seen, and what I have touched, thought, and experienced during this time... We will meet again ?"
"Of course, there is a phone number on the business card. The transportation is very convenient now. Have you ever been on a spaceship? Do you know about the jump? It's very fast, it's just a snap."
"Well, next time, I'll go find you!"
A torrent of vague memories washed through her mind. They were obviously just short-term memory fragments, but each one was extremely clear. She could see Liu Ying's face in the memory, hear her voice, and feel the music coming from her fingertips. Temperature and emotion.
Is this the regret that Jiang Fan often talks about meeting each other late? There are only a small number of people in this world who will regret meeting you. Whether it is a short moment or a long-term hug, those memories will be deeply rooted in your mind and cannot be removed no matter what.
Xing has always had a strange feeling that this was not a chance encounter, but a reunion after many years.
"Xing, are you... okay?" Huang Quan slowly released the handle of the knife and lowered his eyes.
"Miss Huangquan...is this...a dream..." Xing covered her face and breathed heavily, and no one could see her expression.
"Xing, look at me...calm down and take a deep breath, okay?" Huang Quan bent down slightly and stared at Xing's face.
Black Swan was silent for a while and said softly: "I'll do it, relax... you'll be fine."
Huang Quan hesitated for a while, then silently stepped back to give way, turned around and grasped the handle of the knife again, standing there motionless, like a sculpture, behind him was the sound of gradually slowing down breathing and low sobs. Also stopped.
Black Swan bent down to help Xing comb her loose hair with her hands, and tucked the bangs hanging down from her forehead behind her ears. His palms wrapped around her trembling hands covering her face. There was no physical warmth, but it was inexplicable. of peace of mind.
A few minutes later, Black Swan let go of Xing's hand, slowly straightened up, and patted her shoulder: "I'm really sorry, I have to leave for a short period of time... Death is still wandering around, I have to go there in person Confirm the safety of Miss Himeko and Miss March Seven, and give a reminder..."
After a pause, she turned her head and stared at Huang Quan's back: "Xing, please leave it to you...Miss Huang Quan."
Black Swan's figure gradually became transparent, and the lobby became silent again. After a long, long time, Huang Quan turned around and looked directly into Xing's eyes, and said slowly: "I'm sorry that this happened... I was too focused on that. Girl, but ignored..."
"It was my indecision that cost her her life... I'm sorry, Star."
Staring into Huang Quan's apologetic eyes, Xing was silent for a long time and asked hoarsely: "You didn't even draw the sword... why..."
Xing stared straight at the long knife behind Huang Quan that she had never seen unsheathed. Her thoughts gradually drifted back from the distant place. In fact, she regretted the moment she said the truth. She wanted to take it back and pretend that she had never said it before. Didn't speak.
She didn't think she had any reason to be harsh on Huang Quan. In the final analysis, her relationship with Huang Quan was no better than that of a passerby, and Huang Quan had no obligation to protect Liu Ying.
In that brief moment, in those few seconds when the murderous intention was revealed, she was the one who should come forward, not Huang Quan.
"...I'm sorry..." Huang Quan was silent for a while and sighed, "I...have no choice."
"She has no choice...I will avenge her." Xing said slowly, his voice hoarse.
Huang Quan was silent for a while and said softly: "I understand your anger, and I am willing to accept it... But the time has not yet come. Before going on a hunting trip, we should keep our eyes open and think about where the real enemy is hiding and how to fight against it. …”
"Don't let pain influence your thoughts, Star. Only by maintaining yourself can you stay on the right path."
After a pause, she added: "Someone once warned me like this..."You don't need to have mercy on your enemies, it's cruelty to yourself, but you must recognize who is the real enemy"...and, you have to understand The meaning and cost of wielding that knife.”
"This is the only advice a man with a lot of blood debt can give you." Huang Quan said slowly, holding the handle of the long knife in his hand.
"So we have to figure it out slowly and promise to behead it in the future? And then sneak back in disgrace?" Xing was silent for a while, looked up into Huang Quan's eyes and spoke, for the first time so serious and sincere.
Yes, yes, she also really wants to calm down with Huang Quan and Hei, and find out the details of the enemy before taking action. Thirty years in the east of Hedong and thirty years in Hexi are the same!
If we all die here, who will remember she ever lived? Who will avenge her?
But she couldn't do it. Just like Jiang Fan said, people are always emotional. It's emotions that control you.
Only people who have shared time together can have that inexplicable emotion. Outsiders can never understand it. They will never know how beautiful her smile is when she runs around holding your hand and lighting up the fireworks.
She doesn't know if she and Liu Ying are friends, but if you hesitate and look forward and backward, there will never be a good result waiting for you. How the hell can you take her to eat oak cake rolls like this!
She knew that her life span was shorter than others, but she didn't want to spend her whole life in that medical cabin that would never become filled with the smell of disinfectant.
The concept of living is just waiting for her to slowly disappear, until the outlines of her and the whole world become blurred, and she can no longer distinguish between reality and dreams, and everything becomes broken. That's why she holds your hand. Go far away to see as much of the world as possible.
The dream-building border is empty and definitely not a beautiful scenery, but you can bathe in the sunshine every day. Of course, you don't understand the beautiful scenery and world in the eyes of a girl who lives in the medical cabin.
Xing looked down at his hand, slowly holding it with force and then letting go, the sadness in his heart almost overflowing.
She wanted to hold Mitsuki or Jizi, or whoever it was. She wanted someone to rely on, someone to help her, maybe even a light "hmm". It turned out that this was loss, so sad...
Suddenly a gust of wind blew up in the empty dream hall, and something black was blown up and flew into her field of vision.
Xing sniffed and looked at it subconsciously, but was shocked.
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You can just treat it as a 2.0 plot. There must be a knife, so I almost threw the entire 2.0 plot in your face.