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After all, Arakawa, what does this name mean to Fang Ran.

On that night that was like playing a piece of music, I patrolled the city overnight from the night game, saw Lime in a coma after exhaustion, saw that the recovery was forced to suicide, saw the group even died, and saw Shui Lianxin meet again. To danger,

Suppressed under those black eyes, he was full of anger at the culprit who caused all this.

Supporting him, even if he rescued Ye Sheng, for the crying child in his heart, he resolutely chose to stay in the icy anger of the narrow battlefield.

But Arakawa was different. From beginning to end, Fang Ran didn't feel any evil thoughts or killing intent that belonged to the black hand behind the scenes.

Even before dying, the man chuckled slightly sadly.

"Arakawa is dead, killed by me..."

In the courtyard of the auditorium at night, calm and low words sounded from the mouth of the pitch-black youth, and the quiet and quiet words were clearly spoken, but the moment they were spoken was extremely difficult, as if to use up all his strength,

When he originally said this sentence, Fang Ran intended to stare at Shui Linlang’s eyes, but when he really said it,

The moment the man said the name,

He couldn't help but lowered his head trembling.

The auditorium was quiet, and even the soft whispers of the evening breeze could be heard. The figure in the dark blue dress sat at the table on the balcony, watching him say this, lowering his eyes and passing the memory of the silhouette of the bamboo forest.

Finally, he closed slowly, closing his eyes and opening softly:

"Is it...."

Suddenly bit his lips tightly, and tightly clenched the silver broken dragon tooth in his hand!

For some reason, Fang Ran responded to her with such a simple sentence, feeling dissatisfaction and anger for Arakawa!

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

You still have only such an understatement, "Is it?" ?

He gritted his teeth, wanted to shout out all these thoughts in his heart, wanted to question the luxurious dark blue figure in front of him, but Fang Ran still held back because he knew

He has no stand, nor is he qualified to say these things.

"You know..."

Therefore, he could only speak with a trembling voice in a calm voice, and slowly raised his head to look at Shui Linlang. This time he had no doubt, but a statement as if he knew the answer.

"what do you know?"

People can't see what she is thinking, but the prophet still smiles mysteriously,

From the information obtained from the last conversation with her, Maseratiri’s explanation of “no night game nor against the current” by Maseratiri, to the sporadic conversation between Arakawa and the figure manipulating a thousand-meter earth dragon in the narrow battlefield. Have those memories that I saw last,

Guess, piece together, and finally get the unknown historical past that was hidden on the last night of last month,

Fang Ran recalled the gentle chuckle of the man, admitting all his questions one by one.

...

‘You arranged the attack on the Los Angeles restaurant? ’

‘Well, it’s me. ’

...

‘You sent the man who could control the zombies and the woman who used the demon wind at that concert? ’

‘Well, it’s Yin Kui and Xinya I sent. ’

...

‘The attack on the Linfu block was the demon dwarf potion you gave to the mercenaries? ’

‘Well, that’s right, although they happened to hit the night watchman and zero rider. ’

...

‘Then everything tonight is your plan? ’

‘Well, it’s me. ’

All the answers, [Weighing] showed [True] in the gentle smile of the man, only the last sentence...

‘Why did you do this, really to control the night game, or because of midnight....Have you ever chosen your dissatisfaction? ’

'Well, yes, I always felt that the elders in the night club chose to hand over the affairs of China to Brother Jiang Ran a wrong choice. I was the one who could control the stronger power, so I set up against the water, in order to regain what should be Is everything to me. ’

-【false】-

His only and only lie that night!

At that time, I was overwhelmed by the anger in my heart. Even if I paid attention, I didn't care about this sentence. He smiled lightly and Shenhou and told the lie. Why...

Until the moment when he held Lingyuan, Jiefang Night Tour, cut out the sword of Shuangtian Baiye and saw his memory...

"why!!!"

The low voice of the pitch-black youth could not be suppressed from his throat!

He looked up at the beautiful Shui Linlang at the other end of the garden in the evening breeze, his turbulent eyes shattered all the peace, and his hoarse cry contained sad struggles and deep incomprehensible questions!

"Why don't you stop him!? That person thinks about you even the last moment before he died! It's all yours!"

Fang Ran's low shout was mixed with emotions, and the turbulent thoughts made the corners of his eyes turn red, staring at Shui Linlang's figure tightly, wanting to get her answer.

"What to recapture everything! What to control stronger power! Everything he does is because of you!"

Recalling the memories of Arakawa that he saw at the last moment of the Liberation Night Tour, the end point of the countless fragmented images was the bluestone stairs leading to the bamboo forest in the mountains, and the girl in the dazzling skirt smiled lightly.

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

"He just wants to see you again!!"

Telling lies to the whole world, hiding the true purpose in my heart, I can admit all the evil I have done, but this is the only thing that Arakawa lied.

"why why...."

The throat is awkwardly hoarse, the words are too heavy to confide,

Fang Ran's whispering voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a hoarse choking that was almost silent.

He is not Arakawa, nor is he Shui Linlang. He does not know the story of the two of them. He is just a young man who has not survived for twenty years.

So Fang Ran knew that he was not qualified and had no position to interrupt their love and hatred feelings,

But there is only one thing, only one thing, I feel that I have to ask it anyway, as a bystander...no, as a ‘murderer’...

Don't let the false sentence be buried that night.

"You don't stop him..."

I feel pain in my chest, I feel real sadness, breathing becomes difficult, this sentence is so low that it is insignificant.

Fang Ran raised his eyes, and the breeze blew the broken hair on his forehead, his eyes filled with all the sadness and sorrow for that man.

At the other end of the garden, on the balcony, Fang Ran hissed and said this in a low voice.

The prophet, who has lived for a century, finally showed an unexpected moment of loss for the first time.

Then he calmed down slowly, looking at the sea of ​​night flowers outside.

"Really.... I suddenly said something... unexpectedly..."

Even Shui Linlang did not expect that Fang Ran would know these things, these things buried deep in the night.

"Do you think I can stop him?"

Shui Linlang slanted blue and gentle eyes, her silhouette dimmed in the night, and she asked Fang Ran softly.

"As long as you show up... as long as you go to see him, no matter what the point, he is willing to..."

"What about meeting you?"

Listening to Shui Linlang's rhetorical question, Fang Ran's loud words were gently interrupted by her, her eyes widened slightly.

He looked at the dark blue figure, and the look in her eyes couldn't understand it.

"Can I solve it once I see him?"

Seeing Fang Ran's stunned expression, she showed a smile and lowered her eyes, Shui Linlang once again looked at Huahai and said in a low voice:

"If he sees me, can he get rid of his obsession, even if he gave up his plan for the night game this time, what about next time..."

Shui Linlang stood up slowly and walked towards the edge of the balcony, the night breeze blowing in the manor’s sea of ​​flowers in her blue eyes,

Then she turned her head and smiled at Fang Ran:

"What's more, I can't get out of here."

She raised her hand and stretched out the edge of the balcony, seeming to want to touch the scene of the sea of ​​night flowers, but...

Obstructed by a transparent ‘wall’.

Fang Ran widened his eyes to watch this scene and learned the amazing fact that the so-called prophet was imprisoned in a cage.

"But even if there is no such wall, even if I can get out from here, I won't go to see him, I can't see him, because at the root of it..."

The soft words were full of sighs and memories, and the tone of Shui Linlang's words made Fang Ran's unintelligible sound.

She looked at Fang Ran as if she didn't understand her words, and smiled gently and tolerantly:

"I don't love him."

The dark blue skirt of the sea is slightly lifted by the night breeze by the garden balcony, and she is frozen and beautiful in the picture.

"Because I don't love, so I can't solve his obsession, nor can I stop him."

The gentle words with a chuckle, containing complex emotions he couldn't understand, hit Fang Ran's heart.

Because I don't love...

At the root, is it still the reason...

Standing silently on the spot, holding the hilt of the silver broken dragon tooth,

For him who doesn’t even know "like" and cannot face him,

It is too difficult to understand the proposition of ‘love’.

He is neither Arakawa nor Shui Linlang. He does not know what kind of feelings love and not love is, so even if he asks the man who always appears in his nightmares, he can't get any answers.

This kind of thing... Fang Ran actually knows,

He knew it...

"Then everything he does is meaningless?"

The tall and straight figure dressed in a jet black dress-style night tour, standing at the gate of the garden, lowered his head and trembling.

Although Fang Ran never said it, this summer vacation gave him a huge impact on his soul, and he was touched, except for Xu Zheng who patted his shoulder that night on the night of the night, the capital blocked his mouth overnight, and then left. Ye Sheng,

The third person is actually not the group that spends the longest time with him in the night game, nor is it the recovery that gently embraces him afterwards,

It's Arakawa.

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

It hit Fang Ran's heart.

Through Mullin, he was really shocked by the memories of Arakawa.

Just out of the desire to meet someone,

Can people really spend half a century to do this?

"Is everything he did worthless? Regardless of good and evil, good and bad behavior, even without knowing your imprisonment, one year...ten years...half a century,"

Biting his lip and even felt the salty smell~www.NovelMTL.com~ Fang Ran slowly closed his eyes in pain, carrying the incomprehension and confusion he felt as a young man, bitter and helpless voice. Low and weak choked hoarseness:

"His life... is it all in vain...?"

Shui Linlang was silent, her drooping eyes recalled the fragments in her memory, and she turned to look at the youth who was standing at the door and questioning her.

"Fang Ran,"

Calling his name gently and kindly with an expression that he couldn't understand, he spoke softly:

"You are really a kind-hearted child. Even for him who disrupted your daily life and stood on the enemy's side, you still feel sad and sad about the fact that you have to kill him with such obsessions in your heart, even I ran over like this and asked me why."

"Don't get me wrong, I just do it for myself, even if I do it again, I will still do it."

Do it again, I will still kill him.

The pitch-black young man lowered his head, unable to see the deep opening of his eyes, and the clothes of the night cruise floated slightly behind him, just like in the narrow space, he activated the privilege at any cost.

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

Shui Linlang looked at him, smiled slightly, and thought about it without telling him the truth.

For those who are determined to kill even if they do it again, they will feel sad and unworthy of this kindness.

"But it is precisely because you are still a child that you don't know..."

Shui Linlang exhaled softly, then looked at the night sky and the sleeping sea of ​​flowers, recalling the figure who had been with her here and built all these for herself, and whispered in a low voice:

"Whether this kind of question is in vain, you will know when you fall in love with someone."

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