After all, what is the meaning of Arakawa's name to Fangran.

That night was like playing music. I patrolled the city from night to night, saw Qing Ning comatose from exhaustion, saw Su Qun being forced to commit suicide, saw Su Qun even dead, and saw Shui Lianxin meet again.

to danger,

Suppressed under those dark eyes, he was filled with anger towards the culprit who caused all this.

The cold anger that supported him even though he rescued Yesheng made him resolutely choose to stay in the narrow battlefield for the crying child in his heart.

But Arakawa was different. From the beginning to the end, Fangran didn't feel the slightest bit of evil thoughts or murderous intentions from him.

Even before he died, that man had a slightly sad smile hanging on his lips.

"Arakawa is dead. He was...killed by me."

In the auditorium garden at night, calm and low words rang out from the dark young man's mouth. The words were obviously soft and quiet, but the moment he said them, it was extremely difficult, as if he had to use up all his strength.

When he originally said this sentence, Fangran planned to stare closely into Shui Linlang's eyes, but when it came time to say it,

The moment I said that man's name,

However, he couldn't help but trembled and lowered his head.

The auditorium was so quiet that one could even hear the whisper of the evening breeze. The figure in a dark blue dress was sitting at the table on the balcony. Watching him say these words, he lowered his eyes and passed through the memory of the silhouette of the bamboo forest.

Then he finally closed it slowly, closed his eyes and spoke softly:

"Is it...."

Suddenly he bit his lips and clenched the silver broken dragon tooth in his hand tightly!

For some reason, Fangran suddenly felt dissatisfied and angry for Arakawa with such a simple answer to her!

Why! Why do you always look so indifferent! Why did he do that! Why did everyone hear the words that I killed him!

You still only have such an understatement of ‘really’!?

Clenching his teeth, he wanted to shout out all these thoughts in his heart, and wanted to question the dark blue noble figure in front of him, but Fangran still held back because he knew

He has no position and no qualification to say these words.

"You know..."

So he could only speak in a calm voice with a tremor, and slowly raised his head to look at Shui Linlang. This time he had no questions, but statements as if he knew the answer.

"what do you know?"

It was impossible to tell what she was thinking, but the prophet still smiled mysteriously,

From the information obtained from the last conversation with her, from Yesheng's explanation of "There is no night situation and no reverse flow" in Maserati, to the sporadic conversation between Arakawa and the figure controlling the thousand-meter-long earth dragon in the narrow battlefield, there are also

I have the memories of the last time I saw them,

Guessing, piecing together, and finally getting to the unknown historical past hidden under the last night of last month,

Fangran recalled the man's gentle and chuckled words, and admitted all his questions one by one.

...

'Did you arrange the attack on the Los Angeles restaurant?'

'Well, it's me.'

...

‘Did you send the man who could control zombies and the woman who used demonic wind at that concert?’

'Well, it's Yin Kui and Xin Ya who I sent.'

...

'The attack in Linfu District was caused by the demon dwarf potion you gave to those mercenaries?'

'Well, that's right, although they happened to run into the Night Watch and Zero Rider.'

...

'Then everything tonight was your plan?'

'Well, it's me.'

All the answers, [Scale Scale] showed [True] in the man's gentle smile, only the last sentence...

'Why did you do this? Is it really to control the night situation, or is it because you were dissatisfied that Midnight... had not chosen you?'

'Well, yes, I have always felt that it was a wrong choice for the elders in the night club to hand over China's affairs to Brother Jiangran. I am the one who can control stronger power, so I established Nishui, in order to regain what should be

It's my everything.'

-【false】-

His one and only lie that night!

At that time, he was overwhelmed by the anger in his heart and didn't even pay attention to this sentence. He smiled softly and said the lie. Why...

Until the moment when he held Ling Yuan, liberated the night patrol, slashed out Shuang Tian Bai Ye's sword and saw his memory...

"Why!!!"

The dark young man's low cry could not be suppressed from his throat!

He looked up at the beautiful Shui Linlang at the other end of the garden in the evening breeze. His turbulent eyes shattered all the peace, and his hoarse cry contained sad struggles and deeply puzzled questions!

"Why didn't you stop him!? Even in the last moment before he died, that person thought of your shadow! Everything looked like you!"

Fangran's low shout was mixed with emotions, and the turbulence of his thoughts made the corners of his eyes reddened. He stared closely at Shui Linlang's figure, wanting to get her answer.

"What about taking back everything! What about controlling stronger power! Everything he did was because of you!"

Recalling the memory of the Arakawa I saw at the last moment of my Liberation Night Patrol, the end point of countless fragments of images was the bluestone steps leading to the bamboo forest in the mountains, and the girl in the colorful skirt smiled softly.

-'My name is Linlang, welcome to join the night club'-

"He just wants to see you again!!"

He told lies to the whole world, hid his true purpose in his heart, and could freely admit all the evil he had done, but this was the only one he lied about.

"why why...."

The throat is hoarse and the words are too heavy to express.

Fangran's screams became lower and lower, and finally turned into hoarse and choked sobs that were almost voiceless.

He is not Arakawa, and he is not Shui Linlang. He does not know their story. He is just a young man who has only lived for twenty years.

So Fangran knew that he was not qualified and had no position to interfere with their love and hate emotions.

But there was only one thing, only one thing that Fangran felt that he had to ask anyway, as a bystander... no, from the standpoint of a 'murderer'...

Don't let that false sentence be buried in that night.

"If you don't stop him..."

I felt pain in my chest, felt real sadness, and it became difficult to breathe. These words were so low that they could not be detected.

Fangran raised his eyes, the breeze blew the broken hair on his forehead, and his eyes were full of sorrow and sorrow for that man.

At the other end of the garden, on the balcony, I heard Fang Ran say this in a low voice,

The prophet who had lived for a century finally showed an unexpected moment of confusion for the first time.

Then he slowly calmed down and looked at the night sea of ​​flowers outside.

"Really... suddenly you said something... that surprised me..."

Even Shui Linlang didn't expect that Fang Ran would know these things, these things buried deep that night.

"Do you think I can stop him?"

Shui Linlang's gentle blue eyes were slanted, her profile dimmed in the night, she looked at Fang Ran and asked softly.

"As long as you show up...as long as you go to see him, no matter what the situation, he is willing..."

"So what if we meet once?"

Listening to Shui Linlang's rhetorical question, Fangran's loud words were gently interrupted by her, her eyes widened slightly,

He looked at the dark blue figure, and he couldn't understand the look in her eyes.

"Can I solve it completely if I meet him once?"

Seeing Fang Ran's stunned look, she smiled and lowered her eyes. Shui Linlang looked at Hua Hai again and said in a low voice:

"When he sees me, will he be able to relieve his obsession? Even if he gives up his plan for the night game this time, what about next time..."

Shui Linlang stood up slowly and walked towards the edge of the balcony. In her blue eyes, the night wind blew the sea of ​​flowers in the manor.

Then she turned her head and smiled softly at Fangran:

"What's more, I can't get out of here."

She raised her hand and stretched out the edge of the balcony, as if she wanted to touch the scene of the night sea of ​​flowers, but...

Obstructed by a transparent 'wall'.
To be continued...