After hearing the report from his subordinates, Ambiguous's lungs were about to explode! Finally... finally he found the murderer who hurt Sickle!
"Call me someone, I will make him...never see the sun tomorrow!"
"yes!"
The man in black went down, feeling ambiguous but still trembling with excitement.[
"ambiguous……"
A familiar voice sounded, and Ambiguous's whole body froze in place. This voice... was a voice that he never thought he would hear again in his dreams... This voice was the voice that appeared in his dreams countless days and nights.
... This voice, as long as it whispers a word, I can immediately identify whose voice it is... But... But...
"sickle……"
Ambiguous trembled and called out the name of the voice's owner. But how could this be possible! Isn't Lian dead? Why would she hear his voice again? Ambiguous didn't dare to look back, or even move, she was afraid it was her
I have auditory hallucinations and am afraid of facing the cruel reality.
"Ambiguous, you have lost weight."
Lian's voice sounded again behind Ambiguous. This time, Ambiguous was sure that he was not hearing hallucinations! Could it be... another dream? In so many dreams, Lian repeated these words that warmed his heart over and over again...
"It turns out... it's just another dream..."
The ambiguous heart sank to the bottom, but she was still happy, at least in her dream, she could still hear the sound of sickle.
"It's not a dream."
Sickle, dressed in black, walked up to Ambiguous. He was still so cold, so cool, but in his eyes, he could not find the tenderness that he once had.
"How could it not be a dream..."
Ambiguous slowly stretched out his hand and touched Kame's face. Kame's face was warm, Kame was still alive, but how could this not be a dream! How could Kamai be still alive...
"Fool, I told you, this is not a dream."
Siam seemed a little annoyed, frowned slightly, and tightly grasped Ambiguous's wrist.
"Do you feel pain? You are not dreaming! Ambiguous... I have something to get rid of you."
"you……"
Ambiguous clearly felt the pain coming from his wrist. He was so excited that he could no longer utter a single word! Oh my god! Lian was not dead! He had never thought that he could meet him again in this life.
sickle……
Tears unsatisfactoryly covered the ambiguous and pale face.
"It's really you...it's really you..."[
Finally, Ambiguous lay down in the arms of the sickle and cried bitterly. In all these years, he had never cried so boldly in the arms of the sickle. His excessive strength prevented him from expressing his true heart.
But now, all the pretense has been broken. Behind the strength, there is only more vulnerability.
"Don't cry..."
Lian had never seen Ambiguous cry so painfully, and somewhere in the bottom of his heart, there was a trace of distress. His hand gently held Ambiguous's hair, and Lian's voice was full of gentleness.