On the virtual photo, a particularly grand scene was captured. Everything around him was a young man wearing a dark and luxurious black coat in the center of the service. At that time, he was obsessed with what he wanted to do when he went to the North Pole.
At night in Tokyo, Fang Ran, who was standing on the edge of the building, was stunned for a moment when he saw him taking out this, and then he sighed and laughed as if he had a headache because he saw something he didn't expect.
"Where did you find this?"
By the way, was I... being secretly photographed...
Seeing that he didn't seem too surprised, Jota shrank back and hugged his knees tightly.
"When you disappeared last time, Sister Ye Sheng asked me to use my abilities to find you, and then I found this photo of you on the social account of a photography enthusiast in Oslo."
Speaking of this, he glanced at Fangran, then quickly looked away and added in a low voice.
"But everyone in the bureau already knew that you were in Northern Europe, so I didn't tell them..."
"That's it..."
Fangran smiled softly, and then sat on the edge of the roof. He looked at Tokyo, a prosperous metropolis that was far away from him before, but now he could easily reach it, and he was slightly lost in thought.
On the edge of the building, the two of them sat on the edge of the dim roof, looking at the bustling city below. Even the night seemed to become peaceful.
Listening to his unconcerned tone, Jota looked at him unexpectedly. For a moment, he was curious about the information he had found about the financial empire, and why he looked completely different from usual in the photo.
But looking at Fangran, looking at his ecstatic eyes looking at the brightly lit Tokyo night and not knowing what he was thinking, sitting on the edge of the roof, the broken hair on his forehead was slightly blown by the night wind, and the hair that originally reached his mouth
The words suddenly turned into another question.
"Why...Fangran, are you going to the North Pole...?"
"Eh?"
Hearing his words, he came back to his senses from the view. At the moment when Yota asked him this question, Fangran was slightly startled and his eyes swayed. For some reason, he seemed to see his own shadow. He was in the disaster city that night, that time
The restaurant hasn't asked about the exit yet.
-'Why...Sister Ye Sheng, are you willing to risk your life for this...?'-
"Why do you ask about this?"
His surprise and slightly startled murmur could be seen. Jota lowered his head and was silent for a while before speaking in a low voice:
"Because... Sister Su Xus said you don't know what you went through to be injured like that. You were almost dead when I found you! Later, when I looked at this photo, I always felt that you must know it, but I know that you clearly know that you
You may encounter such fatal danger..."
His speaking speed became faster and faster, and his pitch became higher and higher, but he suddenly stopped at the end of his words.
He shrank back, not sure whether he was afraid of the height or the crowd below. His eyes changed back to the one he had before, and he spoke as if he was alone in his own story:
"Aren't you afraid..."
"I can."
Just like his confusion about Ye Sheng, being asked about this by Jota always gave him a strange feeling, as if he had become some very powerful senior. Fangran put his hands behind his back and stopped looking at the city.
He looked up at the stars and replied softly.
"Then why do you want to go to the North Pole?"
"because..."
The moment he heard the answer, Jota saw Fangran turning his head and smiling at himself.
"There are people who are very important to me."
The moment she saw his smile, Jota was stunned for a moment, and then heard Fangran look at the night sky and chuckle again:
"Yorta, you haven't experienced the awakening scene normally, have you?"
Hearing his question, Jotta was silent for a moment, then forced a smile with a bitter smile:
"Well, I was hiding the whole time. The last person left in the scene was seriously injured...so unlike everyone in the bureau who are all very powerful, it was just luck that people like me could become a participant.
."
"Ha, isn't that the same as me?"
Then Jota heard Fangran's laughter of "Sure enough," and it was incredible and unbelievable.
"What's wrong with relying on luck? Good luck is also part of strength. Some African chiefs who have trouble even drawing a card can't rely on luck."
Patting Jotta on the shoulder vigorously, Fangran encouraged him with a smile, and then looked forward relaxedly but with unfocused eyes, probably thinking about himself not long ago, which was surprisingly similar to Jota at the moment.
"No matter what, the fact that you have become a participant will not change. Whether you are willing to admit it or not, you are already a member of the night battle world."
"Sooner or later you will understand that you are a participant and you have power, so... show some courage!"
The moment Fangran patted Jotta on the shoulder and said this, his thoughts were a little far away.
Sooner or later, I will be able to understand Sister Yesheng...understand Grandma Shui...understand the will that the light and shadow and the others insist on...?