The silver wolf rushed into the battlefield mid-air, and finally felt his eyes go dark in the mid-air where the air flow was swirling.
Then in a dizzy feeling of spinning space,
Fangran felt like he had fallen into a small space, pressing against someone's body and smelling a nice smell.
The chaos of over-thinking just now remained in their minds, as if they were still in the A-level battlefield that they were not even high enough to participate in.
The pressure that jumped up against the thread of death made my breathing shortness still not subside.
Then he reluctantly raised his upper body and opened his eyes. After his vision was fixed, Fangran slowly saw the figure under him clearly. The dress with emerald bow tie was slightly scratched and messy.
Her delicate fair face and messy blond hair give her a different kind of beauty.
Osphia, who was leaning against the door, struggled to open her eyes at this moment, and her blue eyes looked at the young man in front of her.
"ah...!"
The distance is too close, the space is too narrow, and the physical contact between the two people is found to be too close,
Fangran's eyes slowly widened, and he immediately realized something was wrong and wanted to get up.
But the plane was too small, so he could only stand up in a very strenuous position.
Because he had used all his strength before, his legs were trembling, and he slipped and fell down again.
I felt pressure on one shoulder of Osphia, and the moment I touched a strand of brilliant blond hair, I could smell the scent more clearly this time, and I could vaguely feel the soft edge underneath on the side of my cheek...
Oops!
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to... my legs were a little weak just now..."
Knowing how much Osphia dislikes him, and how offensive this act of deliberately taking advantage is to a young lady from a former noble family,
Fangran hurriedly held the door with his right hand to explain, preparing himself for her cold words.
But when he saw Osphia's blue eyes looking at him in a complicated and hard manner and then slowly moving away, he unexpectedly replied softly and calmly.
"fine."
ah....?
The moment I was slightly surprised and stunned while holding the door,
Fangran watched Ophia look at each other at close range, and raised her head without giving in. At a distance of less than ten centimeters, which is probably only the distance between lovers and boxers,
Blue eyes can see beautiful colors like the sea.
"How long do you plan to keep this posture?"
"Oh oh oh..."
He quickly stood up and evacuated to the other side, looking at the clean and bright bathroom in front of him and the sea of night clouds outside the plane window. Only then did his rapid breathing calm down.
Fangran took a long breath and spoke slowly, still not calming down:
"We...escaped?"
Due to the upbringing she received from her family and the habit of women loving cleanliness, Ophia would never be able to bear sitting directly on the floor of the bathroom like Fangran in normal times.
But at this moment, she had just survived from the edge of clearly feeling death, and suddenly she was leaning against the door reluctant to get up.
Let the spirits of fire and air melt the bathroom door lock and isolate the sound and breath, and she answered with a somewhat tired voice:
"When the space was blocked, I kept trying to activate the magical coordinates until your ability disabled the blockade and sent us on the plane."
"Is it...."
He casually put the toilet seat cover next to him and put his arm on it. This time, he completely relaxed and slumped in the corner. From working in the supermarket last night to escaping from a desperate situation and boarding a plane leaving the UK today,
So many things happened in these two short nights, and there were several battles during this period.
He could finally relax and rest for a while now.
"Why are you still fine..."
Just listening to his relieved tone, Osphia suddenly lowered her head to suppress the emotion in her voice,
Fangran looked slightly strangely at the beautiful figure squeezed into this small space with him.
"Don't you understand what I just said? I want to directly activate my power and leave you alone to escape. Why can you still act like you don't care?"
"ha!?"
Seeing that she didn't look relaxed at all, Fangran thought they were not out of danger yet, but when he heard that this was happening, he was immediately surprised, sighed silently, then looked at her and said:
"Isn't that normal? I don't know how terrifying those 'lines' are. Everyone will instinctively want to live when they are about to die."
In the critical and desperate situation just now, it was almost impossible to even save one's own life.
No one can blame the other party for not saving themselves, let alone the fact that the other party is just a stranger whom they met for the second time and have been together for less than one night.
However, Fang has seen many people kidnap others morally, but this is the first time he has seen moral kidnapping of himself.
Ophia, who didn't know that this guy was rolling his eyes and thinking about this, tilted her head and leaned against the door. She bit her lips tightly under her eyes covered by her blond hair.
Thinking about what she had said to him before and the fact that he had just saved her, thinking about him who tried his best to save himself and himself who was about to give up on him at that moment,
Feeling ashamed, ashamed, and unwilling to always be inferior to him,
There was a mixture of thick and complicated emotions in Osphia's heart.
"Are you showing off your nobility?"
"Even Lord Bai Ye's mecha can be trapped. That is definitely an A-level attack,"
"If the other party didn't know why they stopped, you would have died with me. I told you before taking action that you would have a greater chance of surviving by escaping."
I don’t know what kind of psychology it is out of, maybe it’s because of the self-esteem of knowing that even if you lose, you have to lose.
Osphia raised her head and stared at the loose young man in front of her, and asked in a stern voice with suppressed emotions:
"Fangran, why did you come to save me?"
At this moment when I was asked this, I remembered the moment when I was thinking for a second,
Fangran opened his mouth slightly dumbly. He was really embarrassed to say that it was because of some of his remaining 'secondary' thoughts from his childhood.
At the moment when I was originally planning to pass it off casually,
Seeing Osphia's blue eyes looking at him seriously, she was slightly stunned.
Then he scratched his head helplessly and sighed softly.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the mirror on the narrow window. The reflection above had the outline of the child.
"Well, because of some very naive reasons."
"Anyway, we're even now."
In the bathroom on this plane, the two people who had narrowly escaped death were sitting on their knees, with their legs staggered in the small space and leaning on the support behind them. The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.
The flight to Paris only lasted more than an hour, and neither of them slept in such a short period of time.
Occasionally, you can hear people outside rushing to use the toilet, and flight attendants wondering why the toilet door cannot be opened.
Then I don’t know how long it took,
"How is your previous injury?"
The voice as clear as spring water sounded coldly, maybe it was a sign of great determination.
"ah?"
Fangran, who suddenly heard her say this, came back to his senses as he recalled the 'rich' experiences of these two nights, and was surprised by the unknown reason.
"Although I can't heal immediately like the teacher, my ability has a branch that can warm and restore injuries."
He turned away from his blue eyes and spoke calmly, as if he was talking about something insignificant.
Osphia's voice did not fluctuate, which made Fangran stunned for a moment and replied subconsciously:
"A little worse..."
Then he looked at Yajing's beautiful figure sitting almost face to face with him in the small bathroom. It took him two seconds to figure out why she said that.
Slightly embarrassed, Han Ran tentatively spoke:
"Um...I'm sorry to trouble you..."
She glanced at him with blue eyes, then stood up slightly and came closer, listening to the sound of her clothes rubbing in the narrow and quiet space.
Fangran felt that his heartbeat was speeding up for some reason,
Thinking of Tang Bing's words of admiration to him before, he focused his eyes and unconsciously noticed Ophia's delicate profile.
Her fair skin, which matches her azure eyes and radiant blond hair, has a flawless and transparent texture.
This is my brother, this is my brother, this is my brother, this is my brother, this is my brother, this is my brother! Ahhhh! This is my brother!
"Your ribs and arms are all secondary injuries. Among the serious injuries that you have just recovered from, the smallest one is enough to make an athlete give up his career completely. What on earth did you do?"
Before he remembered the scene at the end of the C-level battle, he used his exclusive skill - forced calmness, and Fang Ran, who was hypnotizing himself crazily,
Looking at her calm face, Weiwei didn't know how to answer.
"Um, this..."
"You don't need to answer. I don't want to explore your past."
"oh."
Subconsciously, Fangran felt that Osphia's prejudice against him seemed to have faded a little.
Although his attitude may still be cold due to his pride, he still feels that he is no longer cold as before, and he seems to regard himself as a companion.
For some reason, Fangran felt a little happy about this.
Then a glimmer of light spread in his field of vision, the golden pages of the book flew open, and the last page stood up straight,
The golden rectangle breaks away from the page.
A card quietly gathered in his hand, and then slowly disappeared, leaving Fangran surprised and slightly stunned.
【THE VOICE】
[Symbol: The mood of wanting to be friends and living in harmony]
[Introduction: Possessing the magic of stealing sounds]
"What's wrong?"
"Ah, no, it's nothing."
"Is it."
Noticing that Fangran was in a strange trance, he raised his blue eyes and asked softly,
Then after seeing his denial of looking away, Osphia did not ask further questions, her expression illuminated by the light of the elf was quiet.
"Well...by the way, can I ask you something?"
Looking at her flawless and elegant face, Fangran turned his head and scratched his cheek and spoke with some embarrassment. Osphia, who was activating her abilities as gently as possible, replied calmly without raising her head:
"What's up?"
"Well... you have always been hostile to me because I accidentally scratched it at the end of the C-level battle... Ah! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"
Since the dramatic changes in the National War were suddenly teleported to London, taking advantage of the loss of the power that had always been there,
An adventure intertwined with exotic labyrinths and huge plans,
He may have found his answer tonight, as he is joined by a second companion on his journey to the next stop...