"Well, that's good. That's the answer I'd like to hear - Sakiya, I'll tell you something from now on, and I won't blame you if you regret it. ”

The boy raised his hand and pressed his fingers to his lips. Just as Wang is familiar with all of Sixteen Nightsaki's small movements, Sixteen Nights also knows Wang's unknown habits - such as putting her hand to her lips when she is nervous. The girl reached out and grabbed the slightly trembling, cold palm. She took the palm of her hand into her arms and wrapped it in her own hands, her movements light and gentle but with indescribable toughness. She rubbed the cold iron palm of her hand, trying with all her might to warm it.

"Sakiya, I-" Wang Yu uneasily tried to withdraw his palm, but the only thing he was not good at dealing with under the hostility of the great demon was the kindness of others.

"Shhhh The maid raised her hand, and her index finger lightly pressed on the young man's dry lips, and the breath of fresh life that Wang Yu had long lost attracted him, and the girl at this moment had an indescribable majesty, not stern and arrogant, but Wang Yu subconsciously obeyed the words of Sixteen Nightsaki.

Sixteen Night Sakuya skillfully opened the boy's lips, and was not surprised to see a row of pale pink traces that were rapidly disappearing.

Of course, she knew, it was a sign of rapid healing of the wound.

"Sure enough......" The girl sighed and let go of her hand.

"I don't know when you developed this habit, but you don't get anything out of hurting yourself, Wang Yu. ”

"If you don't care about yourself, who cares about you?"

The young man rubbed his lips, it wasn't that he disliked Sixteen Nights or anything, he just hadn't been at the mercy of anyone for a long time, and he was just a little unaccustomed to it for a while.

Wang Hao showed a smug and fearless smile, he raised his eyebrows, and cast his eyes on the head maid beside him.

"Isn't there still you? I really don't like myself. ”

"You...... What about the second miss? The second miss will always care about you, and Misuzu should also care about you from the perspective of a friend, as for the eldest miss...... She's supposed to be the first to gloat at your hurt and come to your aid, right?"

When the young man heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle. He shook his head and muttered in a quiet, tired tone.

"It's different...... Maybe it's because Fran and I both have near-immortal physiques and are used to hurting and being hurt for a long time, and many of the most dangerous wounds from a human perspective are subconsciously ignored by us, not because we don't value each other, but because we trust that 'that small injury must be okay with him/her'. I don't think there's anything wrong with that, it's just that people care about this kind of thing...... It's been a long time. ”

His smile became a little complicated, and the boy raised his head and raised his free left hand straight to the sky, stretching out his five fingers as if to grasp the starry sky.

But then, he lowered his hand again, and he covered his forearms in front of his eyes, and whispered a little sentimentally.

"More than a year ago, I was a human student in an ivory tower. I have a happy family and a group of close friends, they are all undoubtedly in love with me, I can see it, but why...... I can't remember?"

There was something strange in his voice, something was being suppressed, and the boy's low, gentle voice became mournful and hoarse. The corners of his mouth, which had always been raised no matter how good or bad he was, began to droop, and he gritted his teeth and tried his best to control himself.

"I can't remember, I can't remember anything. I could see everything, everything was so clear, it was as vivid as if it had reappeared yesterday, but I couldn't feel it, I couldn't feel anything, just like the guy in my memory was another person with the same name as me...... Do you know why I'm telling you it's a story?"

The boy suddenly lowered his arm, he lowered his head, and looked at Sixteen Wild Sakuya with moist and fragile black eyes, which was the fear he had always buried in his heart, and he had never said it, never mentioned it.

"Because that's for me now...... It's really just a story!"

"'Wang Yu' in the end...... Where have you gone?!"

"'I' in the end...... What is it?!!"

The cry of sadness that was close to collapse echoed in the stagnant world, and the snowflakes falling slowly in the sky seemed to feel the confusion and pain of the boy at the moment, and he slowed down the pace of falling empathetically.

"Wang Yu ......"

Sixteen Nights Sakiya stared blankly at the young man's face, and she was surprised and almost horrified to find that Wang Yu was-

In tears.

The girl suddenly didn't know what to do, she reached out in a daze to wipe the tears on Wang Hao's face, and grabbed his clenched palm.

"Ha-sorry, I'm a little ...... Gaffe. ”

The boy restrained his emotions almost instantly, and the tears on his face immediately condensed into broken ice and fell off.

He chuckled lowly, grabbed the palm of the head maid on his face, and smiled softly and comfortingly:

"Don't worry about me, it's just a daily convulsion. Due to Fran's influence, my spirit is also a little unstable......"

"Lying. ”

"No, really, I thought therefore I am, I've long been determined, it's just a few days of psychosis every month, Sakiya you have to believe me......"

"Lying. ”

"Look at you, little maid, why are you so tough, I tell you, it's because you are so good to me, I couldn't help it for a while, and blurted out a gaffe......"

"Lying. ”

Wang Hao laughed: "No, this sentence is true. ”

His smile was as strong and gentle as ever, like sunshine.

"And something else...... It can't be said to be fake. ”

Wang Hao sighed abruptly, smiling bitterly and laughing at himself.

"I'm really a blessed life, usually oppressed by the pressure of all sides, I don't have time to think about these things, but once I'm free, I start to think about a lot of things. ”

"Thinking about it, some thoughts began to corrode my thinking like **, as if from a certain point, 'Wang Yu' was divided into two, if the connection between the past me and the present me is only the mode of thinking, then can I really be regarded as the Wang Yu of the past?"

"Mediocre people are just disturbing themselves, and sluts are another true portrayal of hypocrisy. ”

Wang Hao teased himself in an indifferent sarcastic tone, bent down, and touched the warm forehead of Sixteen Nightsaki.

"Don't worry, I am me, I am Wang Hao. ”

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Forgot again...... Sure enough, as people get older, their memory deteriorates. Friendship chapter push, Uncle Lan's book "I Am Indigo" in the Homo World Alliance. Well...... Although I personally don't watch the sea of death, but book lovers are not sure that someone will read it?

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