"She doesn't want to see you, do you still want to go?"
Ariana, who had been offline for a while, could not hold back her curiosity. She poked her head out of the shadow and asked:
"Isn't this a bit... tough?"
Do you want to be a domineering president?
I'm very curious!
The pace of your steps remains unchanged, neither urgent nor slow.
As if he didn't hear Ariana's voice, Ning Feng walked quietly.
"...Oh ho?"
The black cat blinked, became interested, hugged Ning Feng's calf, and started the unobtrusive coquettish mode:
"Oops! I was wrong~"
Unfortunately, his true nature was quickly revealed.
"You are such a stingy man, you still hold a grudge! If you continue to ignore me, I will cause trouble in the future!"
Even if you are angry, I have a complete plan to demolish the house in the making.
As long as you dare to ignore me, I will dare to implement it.
Ning Feng's eyelids twitched, and he was speechless. After being silent, he said:
"I want to see her, not because of strong possessiveness, nor because I don't care about her emotions..."
"But, I must go."
Jiang Wan's mental state is very important and will affect her entire future. It must not be underestimated.
Jiang Wan, who is trapped in a cycle of self-blame, needs someone who can listen and open up her heart.
No one else is suitable for this role, except Ning Feng.
Because they are brothers and sisters, because they feel the same way, because they are family.
Also because between them...
"She said she had something to tell me, and..."
I want to see her too.
There are many, many things to say.
Instead of catching up immediately, Ning Feng could slow down and give Jiang Wan more time to recover.
He met several watchmen on the road, and Ning Feng all smiled and nodded without seeing anything unusual.
To his surprise, many people looked at him strangely after seeing him.
Then stand still, make a fist with your right hand, and tap your heart three times.
It is a ritual unique to the Watch Club to show respect to the Watchmen who have made great contributions.
Normally, Ning Feng would stay and chat with him, but now he could only nod in return as he walked.
Passing by without stopping.
Now, there are more important things waiting for him.
"Then do you know where she will go?"
Nodding lightly, Ning Feng spoke softly to the air as if talking to himself:
"I knew it, I knew it from the beginning."
"So sure?"
Lowering his head to meet the black cat's eyes, he showed an indescribable smile.
"Well, I'm pretty sure, because that... is our only remaining shelter."
Although it is the past, it is also their "home".
But for Ning Feng and Jiang Wan now, they have nothing left.
After falling silent, Ariana stopped talking, leaving the space at this moment to Ning Feng alone.
On the way to the equipment room, Ning Feng quickly changed his clothes and received a temporary spare communication device.
After finally passing through the checkpoints, Ning Feng finally walked through the barrier and walked to the street outside the Bincheng branch.
The sunshine is just right and the temperature is very comfortable, but few people on the street enjoy the surrounding scenery.
Ning Feng looked at the busy crowd and felt as if he was in another world.
There were so many things he experienced in just a few days that Ning Feng couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake.
It was obvious that not long ago, the souls of these people were trapped in the sky, and they were only a few seconds away from death.
But now, they have no idea what happened, and they still maintain their daily rhythm of life, becoming cogs that fill the social machine.
Is that endless battle real?
Or is the peaceful world in front of you real?
In other words, these are all real...all part of this world.
Walking into the crowd, Ning Feng embarked on the road home.
But this time, he felt differently.
Relying on the perception of the succubus and the angel of judgment, he walked among the crowd and could vaguely feel the emotions of every stranger who passed by him.
The number was huge and difficult to distinguish, but surprisingly it didn't make Ning Feng feel uncomfortable.
Although each of them had different feelings in their hearts and different looks in their eyes, feeling their presence made Ning Feng feel relieved subconsciously.
Even the depressed mood in my heart was relieved a lot.
"...Perhaps, this is the meaning of the existence of the Watcher."
What the watchmen are watching is such a stable world.
It can make them forget the pain of death and reveal everything willingly.
They are not for a certain person or a certain place.
What the watchers protect has always been the world itself.
The world of ordinary people and the world of awakened people are not separate, but complement each other.
Indispensable.
"So, the gods who may threaten all of this are the biggest enemies."
"..."
His last voice was low and lost in the crowd.
No one heard clearly.
…
…
The journey was not far, and Ning Feng arrived at his destination.
A slightly old-looking single-family villa stood alone, with weeds growing in the yard due to lack of maintenance, and it looked a bit eerie.
But Ning Feng did not hesitate, walked into the yard with ease, and habitually picked a few bunches of pretty good gardenias in the flower bed.
The door was gently pushed open. Someone walked in not long ago but it was not locked.
squeak……
The heavy curtains blocked the outside light, making the room dark and cold.
The air is filled with a lonely atmosphere, but there is not much musty smell. Ning Feng will come to clean it from time to time.
Without turning on the lights, Ning Feng walked into the darkness with the bouquet and gently closed the door, letting everything outside have nothing to do with this place again.
There was no one in the living room, so Ning Feng did not look for it in a hurry. Instead, he replaced the dry bouquet in the vase, inserted the gardenia in his hand and poured water on it.
as usual.
"……You're back?"
Finally, Ning Feng's calm actions received a response, and a hoarse voice came from the room in his arms.
"It's you who came back. You were the one who left for two years."
Answering easily, Ning Feng walked straight to the second floor, knocked on the door symbolically, and then opened the door to the room.
There were also no lights on in the room, but Ning Feng, who had night vision, could see it very clearly.
Jiang Wan curled up in the corner of her big bed with her head lowered, holding a photo album in her arms.
She had no reaction to Ning Feng's intrusion and just asked in a low voice:
"...don't you hate him?"
Ning Feng walked slowly to the bedside, looked down at her, and suddenly laughed.
In a gentle tone, he asked:
"Who do you hate?"
"You said you hate..."
Raising her head suddenly, Jiang Wan looked at Ning Feng and met his calm eyes.
Her eyes, which were obviously red from crying, were still filled with tears. She looked at Ning Feng, who was unusually calm, with confusion.
Why can you be so calm?
His expression became softer, Ning Feng put his hand on Jiang Wan's head and asked again: