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

Although it was only a short period of half a month, holding a petite girl seemed to have become a habit.

After waking up in that stable, countless images flashed back in my mind, from the smell of hay in the windmill pasture to the cowhide boots on the shelves in the closet, from the steam train carriage to the glorious dance party that night,

Through the streets of Milan, through the wheat fields of Italy.

I heard the feeling of cold enveloping the body, the bubbles floating upward and further away from me, the darkness in front of me couldn't see anything, my body seemed to be falling, and it seemed that I was being held by someone.

But these feelings were hazy and unreal, which made Fang Ran a little confused whether it was reality or a dream, but he slowly remembered one thing.

This is the feeling of him falling into a sea of ​​ice.

I... have you fallen into the Arctic Ocean...

Ahhh....really...Fang Ran, you really did this step...

Obviously he was just a foolish fool.

Slowly closed his eyes, no longer relying on this slight feeling to judge whether this is a dream or reality, and then let his body fall down.

It's been more than half a month since rushing out of the campus without a sound...

Recalling that night when he rushed out of Beijing University in a panic and anxious manner, it should be a few days ago, but it made Fang Ran inexplicably feel that a long time passed.

Probably out of self-blame and guilt at the beginning.

Knowing that Ling is in danger, and for more than half a month, he has only avoided the self-blame and guilt of the world of night battle for more than half a month of doing nothing and finding it troublesome.

Touched by the man who spent half a century of life for his love at the end of the summer vacation, he deliberately magnified his anxiety and guilt and went to the North Pole. Obviously, he had never traveled far by himself or took a plane before.

With his eyes closed, at the moment when his consciousness was dim, the feeling of falling from the cold water disappeared. He seemed to have returned to the ten-hour flight, lying on the table beside him, looking at the night and clouds outside the window with a vague vision, and he was drowsy.

I don’t know who I’ve heard before,

Man himself is a creature that will not change, and man is a creature that can only change when he meets others.

How much has I changed since I got on that flight?

Oh, maybe I started to change since I met that golden fairy-like figure...

The scene flashed past the airport, the hotel, the icebreaker, and the conversation with the beautiful stewardess, the capable superwoman, and the young man who was somewhat similar to him, made Fang Ran realize that this was really a dream.

Sorry, it will be fine in a while, and I will wake up in a while.

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

Only do what you can do, that’s because you only do what you can do,

There is really no support for a person, only the moment he stepped into the Arctic ice sheet, which is far from the practice of what he can do. No one knows how much he is relying on armor and compressed biscuits in so many hours of trekking. worrying and nervous.

But it must be done.

Only do what you can do, then you will always only do what you can do...

Just coveting to stay calmly in one's daily life will never become Ling's strength.

So I confessed my strength, so I forced the courage to fight,

So decided to step into the world of night battle.

The ice sea faced the strongest combat power of Evernight Palace, venting his strength, abandoned all his escape and cowardice, and faced everything before him.

For the first time, Fang Ran felt that those people who used to feel very powerful were no longer far away from him.

Although this conscious of being a participant, awakening is a little late.

But it doesn't matter, Fang Ran.

You really have done this.

You who have truly become a participant can already control the power freely and calmly. The reality of what happened a hundred years ago is also unfolding before your eyes.

What remains to be done may be just...

The feeling on the ice field disappeared, and the dream state seemed to have returned to the twilight when the ice sea fell. Fang Ran opened his black eyes slightly, as if he could catch the glimmer and sink with confidence...

Then the dream wakes up.

Eyelashes trembled, opening black eyes with great effort,

What unexpectedly happened was not the dark space deep in the ice sea supported by the force field, but a bright space glowing with a blue light.

Ok?

At the moment when the line of sight became clearer and clearer, the painful feeling of tearing all over his body came. It was not the price he rushed back to Ling at any cost in the scene, but the burden of exhausting everything on the ice before entering the scene.

At the moment when I opened my mouth, but couldn't make a shout, and there was no place to control the whole body,

Fang Ran suddenly felt that he was not lying on the ground, but resting on some softness, a figure slowly clearing in his blurred vision.

It was like the night when he faced B-99's desperate and weak collapse, Fang Ran saw the magical and quiet witch with a black cloth cloak that was different from the coquettish exposed a hundred years ago.

"Are you awake?"

The witch's charming voice sounded softly in her ears, Fang Ran widened her black eyes and looked at her at this moment.

In his memory, just a moment ago, he was still in that small town facing her who was horribly crazy a hundred years ago.

Opening his mouth, he still couldn't make a sound. He had squandered too many magical powers in the battle on the ice sea, and his body could not bear it completely.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

With her pale and enchanting face hidden under the black cloth hood, the witch looked at her dying doll, her eyes felt distressed.

So she stretched out her hand, placed it flat on Fang Ran's forehead, and slightly activated her mind control, covering the severe pain that made Fang Ran uncomfortable.

"Yes...you saved me again...?"

It seemed that the heavy burden was finally released, and air was finally able to spit out from the throat. As soon as she looked at the witch in front of her, she felt that this scene was like the scene in the assessment scene.

She appeared by her side again when she was in desperation.

"No, it's her."

The witch looked at Fang Ran distressedly and tenderly, tapping her finger lightly, and the black box floated, with a spatial coordinate on it.

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

The black eyes slowly widened, and he looked at his black box inconceivably, never expecting it could do such a thing.

It's Ling...

Is it Ling...

Yes... so...

Slowly exhaling, Fang Ran closed her black eyes with some peace of mind without knowing why.

"Do you want to go up?"

"Ok..."

The enchanting female asked softly, and the quiet and dim youth said affirmatively.

"Do you need me to lend you strength?"

Seeing the young man lying on his lap, his slightly hoarse voice was still charming, mixed with laziness and mystery, the witch asked softly, her white fingers brushed over the broken hair of his temple, and violet eyes were quietly low. Hang down.

The gentle breathing followed the young man’s chest slowly, and there was no immediate answer.

Time seems to flow quietly in the silence between the two at this moment.

It may have been a long time before she slowly opened her black eyes and looked at the person in front of him who he had only met a few times, but always asked her to help herself for no reason, feeling guilty and sad, and she spoke in a low voice:

"Can it really be like this..."

Then he saw the witch smiling.

"It's okay, Fang Ran."

The witch’s violet eyes overflowed with deep pampering, and all emotional smiles such as tolerance, warmth, etc. evoked at the corners of her mouth. Her soft words were like humming a dream ballad floating in. Ears.

"Whether you want my strength, whether you don't want to rely on me all the time, whether you want to always live in a carefree and sunny world, or whether you want to change your exposure to the night battle world,"

"It's good to be afraid or brave..."

She looked at Fang Ran's black eyes and spoke softly and seriously:

"It doesn't matter what you choose."

Looking at the witch's smile, her black eyes slowly widened at this moment.

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The witch looked at him and smiled softly, the beating of her heart sounded on her chest, and the moment she looked at her doll, her violet eyes were filled with love and pampering, and she whispered softly. Overflow.

"No matter what your choice is, I will stand by your side. I can be your mother, I can be your sister, I can also be your wife or lover..."

"I can be any of your dependencies."

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

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

For the first time, I knew how much love and tolerance the figure in front of me was.

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

The witch smiled softly. She stretched out her pale hand to touch the side face of her doll, but the moment her fingertips touched Fang Ran’s cheek,

The violet eyes on the coquettish and glamorous face were slightly stagnant, and the witch who always looked mysterious and unknown in a black cloth cloak was stunned.

Memories that don't exist in time strike warmly.

The witch lowered her head and stared at Fang Ran's expression for a moment, and then the accident slowly melted into a stunned smile on her pale and coquettish face.

The black cloth hood slipped, and she rubbed the young man’s cheeks with her hands on her lap, slowly lowering her upper body to cover the dim light and close to those black eyes, the black hair slipped from her white shoulder.

In the base on the bottom of the Arctic Ocean, the dark youth and the witch in the black dress are close together,

Violet's eyes were full of love and moist, and the low voice seemed to sound softly over a century.

"I found you...."