In the last second of losing consciousness, what I felt was empty in my arms.

Although it was only a short half month, holding the petite girl seemed to have become a habit.

When the stable woke up, countless images flashed back in my mind, from the smell of the windmill ranch hay to the cowhide boots on the shelves in the closet, from the cabins of the steam train to the magnificent dance party that night,

Through the streets and alleys of Milan, through the wheat fields in Italy.

The feeling of cold covering the body came, and the bubbles floated farther and farther away from me. I could not see anything clearly before my eyes. My body seemed to be falling, and it seemed to be being held by someone.

But these feelings are hazy and unreal, which makes Fang Ran a little confused about whether this is reality or a dream, but he slowly remembers one thing.

This is how he fell into the ice sea.

Have you fallen into the Arctic Ocean?

Ahh... It's true... Fang Ran, you have really achieved this...

He was obviously just a fool with no confidence.

He slowly closed his eyes, no longer relied on this tiny feeling, but judged whether this was a dream or a reality, Fang Ran let his body fall down.

Has it been more than half a month since I rushed out of the campus without a sound?

Recalling the night when I rushed out of Beijing University in panic and anxiously, it was obviously what happened a few days ago, but inexplicably made Fang Ran feel that a long time had passed.

The first thing that was out of self-blame and guilt.

I learned that Ling was in danger, and she had only been doing nothing for more than half a month, avoiding the self-blame and guilt of night war world, and she felt troublesome.

Touched by the man who spent half a century on his life at the end of the summer vacation, he deliberately amplified his anxiety and rushed to the North Pole with guilt. He had never traveled far away by himself or taken a plane before.

When he closed his eyes and was hazy, the cold sea water fell away. He seemed to have returned to the ten-hour flight, lying on the table next to him, looking at the night sea of ​​clouds outside the window, sleeping in a daze.

I don't know who has heard of it,

Humans themselves are creatures that will not change, and humans are creatures that will only change when they meet others.

How much has I changed since I took that flight?

Oh, maybe I started to change myself since I met the golden fairy figure...

The scene flashed through the airport, hotel, icebreaker, and conversations with the beautiful flight attendant, the capable strong woman, and the young man who was somewhat similar to him made Fang Ran realize that this was really a dream.

Sorry, it will be fine in a while, I will wake up in a while.

Like a sleepy child, he muttered to someone who didn't know.

Only know how to do what you can do, that is because you only do what you can do.

There is really no support for a person. He only stepped into the Arctic ice field. This is a far away from his ability to do things. No one knows how nervous he was when he was trekking with his armor and compressing biscuits during so many hours.

But, it must be done.

If you only do what you can do, you will always only do what you can do...

If you only want to calm down in your daily life, you will never be able to become Ling's power.

So I recognized my strength, so I forced out the courage to fight.

So I decided to enter the world of night battles.

Facing the strongest combat power of the Palace of Never Sleep on the Binghai, venting its strength, abandoning all its escape and cowardice, and facing the moment when everything in front of us is head-on.

For the first time, Fang Ran felt that those people who used to think were very powerful were no longer far away from him.

Although as a participant, awakening is a little late.

But it doesn't matter, Fang Ran.

You've really done this.

You who have truly become participants can already control the power freely and calmly. What happened a hundred years ago is also unfolding in front of you.

Then the rest of the things that need to be done may be just...

The feeling on the ice field disappeared, and the dream seemed to have returned to the evening when the ice sea fell. Fang Ran opened his black eyes slightly, as if he could grab the glimmer of light and calm down with confidence...

Then the dream wakes up.

Eyelashes trembled, and I opened my black eyes little by little.

What was unexpected was not the dark space deep in the ice sea supported by the force field, but the bright space with a slight blue light.

Um?

The moment his vision became clearer and clearer, the severe pain of tearing all over his body came. It was not the price he rushed back to where Ling was at all costs in the scene, but the exhaustion of all the burden on the sea of ​​ice before the scene.

When he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a shout, and there was no place to control himself.

Fang Ran suddenly felt that he was not lying on the ground, but was pillowing on something soft. A figure was slowly clear in his blurry vision.

For example, when he faced B-99, he was desperate and powerless and could only collapse, he repeated the night. Fang Ran saw the witch who was different from the charm exposed a hundred years ago, wearing a black cloth cloak and a quiet face.

"Are you awake?"

The witch's soft and charming voice sounded in her ears, Fang Ran opened her black eyes wide and looked at her at the moment.

In my memory, just a moment ago, he was still facing the terrifying and crazy she a hundred years ago in that small town.

He opened his mouth, but he still couldn't make any sound. He squandered too much magical energy in the battle above the ice sea, and his body could not bear it.

“Is it very uncomfortable?”

The pale and charming face was hidden under the black cloth hood. The witch looked at the doll that was about to break, and there was an unknown amount of heartache in her eyes.

So she stretched out her hand and placed it flat on Fang Ran's forehead. Her mental control was slightly activated, covering up the severe pain that made Fang Ran feel uncomfortable.

"Yes...you saved me again..."

It seemed as if he had finally gotten rid of the heavy burden and finally could spit out the air in his throat. Fang Ran looked at the witch in front of him and felt that this scene was like the scene in that assessment scene.

She appeared next to her when she was in a desperate situation.

"No, it's her."

The witch looked at Fang Ran with a tender heartache and gently, and the black box floated up, with a space coordinate light on it.

"She activated the spatial coordinates of this base and this thing."

The black eyes slowly opened wide, and Fang Ran looked at his black box incredibly, not expecting that it could do such a thing.

It's Ling...

Is it Ling...

Yes...so...

He slowly exhaled, and Fang Ran felt a little relieved and closed his black eyes for some reason.

"Do you want to go up?"

"Um..."

The enchanting woman asked a question softly, and the quiet and hazy young man spoke affirmatively.

"Do I need your power?"

Looking at the young man lying on his legs, the slightly hoarse voice still charming and mixed with laziness and mystery, the witch asked softly, her fair fingers brushing the broken hair on his temples, and Violet's eyes drooped quietly.

The calm breathing slowly rolled with the young man's chest, and there was no silence that immediately answered.

Time seemed to flow quietly in the quietness of the two of them.

Maybe it took a long time before Fang Ran slowly struggled to open his black eyes and looked at the person in front of him who had only seen him a few times, but he always asked her to help him for no reason. He felt guilty and sad and spoke in a low voice:

"Is this really possible..."

Then he saw the witch laughing.

"It's okay, Fang Ran."

What overflowed from the eyes of the witch Violet was a deep smile of doting, tolerance, warmth and other emotions, and the corners of her mouth, and her gentle words were like humming a dreamy song floating into Fang Ran's ears.

"Whether you want my strength, don't want to rely on me all the time, want to live in a carefree sunny world, or want to change the world of contact with the night war,"

"Whether you are afraid or brave..."

She looked at Fang Ran's black eyes and spoke softly:

“Whatever you choose, it doesn’t matter.”

Looking at the witch's smile, his black eyes slowly opened wide at this moment.

Have you ever thought that someone in the world can choose to be tolerant of anything you have, right or wrong?

The witch looked at him and smiled softly, the sound of her heart beating sounded on her chest. The second she looked at her puppet, her violet eyes were filled with love and pampering, and her whispers were filled with whispers.

"No matter what your choice is, I will stand on your side. I can be your mother, I can be your sister, I can be your wife or lover..."

“I can be any dependency on you.”

Fang Ran never thought that there would be such a person in the world.

He clearly maintained an important connection, but for the first time he had a serious conversation with the witch,
To be continued...