Ringer has never been so shocked as he is now, and for the first time in his life, he feels at a loss. This feeling is distant and unfamiliar to him. Maybe he wandered in the streets of the city a long time ago, and was confused with wandering.
Cats and dogs are fighting for food, and occasionally looking up at the gray sky, they will have a similar mood. But since a certain moment, during a heavy rain in a certain winter, Mr. Yang Ke, who came to this city for the first time, has been thinking about this.
After the lonely and indifferent boy held up an umbrella, this mood completely disappeared, replaced by a firm consciousness and a belief in sacrifice that the young man himself was unaware of.
In order to repay this kindness, he vowed to sacrifice everything he had to protect the things left by Mr. Yang Ke.
At first, he thought that his adoptive father valued Tianxin Church the most, so he resolutely ended his short student days. Amidst the regrets of his teachers and the confusion of his classmates, he took over the position of pastor. He distributed bread and
Although Milk's expression is not as pious as that of the man, it will make the residents on the street feel exactly the same, as if the two faces on the altar were carved from the same mold.
Later, he discovered that the real longing left by his adoptive father in the world was actually him and Metien. The peaceful life of the two brothers and sisters gradually lost and grew as time passed day by day. Just like a long elegy, it made people feel sad.
He felt happy in the lightless sea in the sky. So, in order to protect this hard-won daily life, he could close the Tianxin Church without hesitation, or he could regard a wonderful and incredible journey as a burden. What he saw in his eyes,
In this small space, there is only the future for yourself and your family.
He never hesitated when making every decision. The experiences he experienced in his wandering life in the past allowed young people to deal with their own situations calmly, knowing that panic or anxiety could not solve any problems. However, today, a person from Saint Xalia
The question seems to turn back time and return to the past.
For a moment, Lin Ge returned to the cold streets and alleys of Linwell City, and saw tall buildings and cramped houses climbing upwards, creating a narrow gap above his head. The boy stood among the sewage, dust and messy garbage.
Among the piles, I looked up at the only glimmer of light in the canyon, with a lonely and confused expression.
Why exactly is this happening?
Young people think about this question, but cannot get an answer, because essentially they lack the ability to empathize with themselves, and naturally they do not know where this dynamic feeling comes from. If we must pursue the answer, maybe we
It can be said that this kind of feeling comes from the most sincere emotion in the world, and only it can break the barrier of an indifferent heart.
Many years ago, when Mr. Yang Ke held up an umbrella for a homeless boy in the rain, his action was subconscious. He did not imagine that many years later, this boy would become his only heir in the world and carry his long-cherished wish.
Trekking forward with difficulty in the quagmire of the world; similarly, the question that Saint Xalia blurted out at this moment did not go through any preparation. She just wanted to ask, so she asked it. If emotions are living things
The most essential desire, then we can also say that impulse is the most primitive emotion of living beings.
The breeze passing over the hills stirred up the grass blades and dust in the sky, taking away the pungent smell of sewage and garbage dumps in his memory. When Lin Ge came back to his senses, he realized that he was not in Linwell City, but in Linwell City.
Flying into the distance on the back of a giant whale; similarly, the time is not fifteen years ago, but now.
Saint Xalia still maintained her original posture, staring into Linger's eyes without blinking, waiting for the young man's answer. The two people's eyes met at a very dangerous distance, and the sound of breathing was faintly audible.
, the lamb anxiously circled in place. It wanted to stop it, but it felt that the atmosphere at this time seemed to leave no room for it to intervene. After thinking for a while, it began to use its hooves to dig out the soil under its feet, trying to dig out something that could be used.
Eating rhizomes.
After a while, Ringer looked away. He tried to keep his tone calm, no different from usual, so no one could tell what kind of changes his mood had experienced in just a short moment: "Then
It depends on your own wishes."
"My own wishes?"
"That's right, if you want to be that kind of person, make changes; if you don't want to, just stay the same. Others have no reason to interfere with your ideas, and I'm just making suggestions."
It sounds reasonable, but...
Saint Xalia wrinkled her eyebrows as curved as willow leaves: "You still haven't answered my question."
He was just using other topics to try to divert his attention. Is this considered an escape? It turns out that Ringer also wants to escape from something? Just like himself.
After thinking about this, Saint Xalia's mood suddenly improved, and she no longer pursued Lin Ge's refusal to answer directly. She slowly moved her face away, sat back to her original position, and whispered
: "Thank you for your suggestion, Ringer. I will try hard and make my own choice as you said."
"This is good."
Lin Ge breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and then said to Saint Xalia: "In that case, why not make your first choice from now on."
"What choice?"
"About Fei'er and the witch association behind her." Lin Ge looked at her and asked a very pointed question: "What are you going to do?"
"..." Saint Xalia pursed her lips.
The first time I try to make a choice of my own will, I have to face such a dilemma. It seems too difficult for a girl who always wants to be a good sister. If a golden retriever maid is here,
You will definitely accuse Ringer of being unkind. At this time, you should change the question to an easier choice, such as salty tofu or sweet tofu, Pepsi or Keke, Alice or Tifa... and so on.
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But Linge didn't know that there were still these questions, so he directly asked about the most important thing at the moment. Moreover, it was most appropriate for Saint Xalia to make the choice for this matter. After all, she is the sister of the other girls' royal power.
, naturally I have to be responsible for what my sisters do.
The wind blew over the hill, setting off layers of emerald green waves. The lamb got tired of digging in the dirt at some point, and now ran to chase a butterfly. But he still looked back from time to time.
Take a look at the situation here to prevent Ling Ge from suddenly making any rude move and offending his master. Of course, if his master offends Ling Ge, it doesn't matter.
After all, it is Saint Shalia’s lamb, not Ringo’s lamb.
The refreshing wind blows in the face, stirring the grass blades in the warm sunlight, making a rustling sound. The beautiful and quiet scene makes people have a drowsy impulse. Saint Shalia's thinking continued until the wind was about to blow.
When she took a break, she spoke and slowly gave her answer: "I have thought about it, I want to... stop them."
"Is this the choice you made?" Ringer's expression didn't look surprised.
"Yes." Saint Xalia nodded lightly: "Because they are doing something wrong and will continue to do it, so as a sister, I have the obligation to stop them and correct their ways." p>
As she spoke, she looked up at the blue sky: "Furthermore, since the old me, the girl named Xia Tisi, and the me earlier, those girls whose names I don't know, all tried to stop me
They. Then it should be the right thing for me to make the same choice as them now, right?"
As she was talking, she suddenly realized something and glanced at Ringer with a guilty look: "Isn't this not good? I seem to be following other people's choices again."
Mingming and Linge agreed that they should make decisions based on their own will.
But Ringer didn't think so. He shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter, that's the choice you made - although it's you before, but in the end you're still the same person, right?"
Saint Xalia blinked: "Will Ringer regard us as the same person?"
"..."
"I don't want Ling Ge to think of us as the same person, and I believe that Ovela and the others must think so too, so Ling Ge, please stop saying such things, it will definitely make them very angry."<
/p>
"..."
"Linge always seems to make girls angry~"
"..."
The young man stood up and said expressionlessly: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."