You, where are you going?

"You can't answer now. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The more she thought about her thoughts, the more cloudy her thoughts became, and the dazzling golden and blue pupils were like deadly traps, dragging her step by step into the abyss.

"Don't think too deeply. ”

The golden fairy smiled softly, and in her flawless smile, Sixteen Nights seemed to feel a trace of warmth. And the goblin opened his thin arms and revealed his only beauty to the moonlight.

"Anyway, you're only a teenager this year, and in my eyes, you're just like Yuru, a child who hasn't grown up. Whether it's Liao Xueqing or you, even if you come to the present with a body full of scars, you don't know if you will be able to live safely in the future. To put it bluntly, you don't have to continue on this path. So when you left with Sakura, I didn't stop you. But I feel the need to say something to you. It's your own choice, it's not necessarily easy to escape from this troubled world, and it's not necessarily easy to live in the middle of nowhere, and you're bound to have worse things to come, all I can say is that, and then you have to make me real. ”

Dio took a few steps back, as if to signal the distance between Sixteen Nights and her. Her weakness, her pain, her exquisite disguise, her sincerity, for she was acting too ambiguously to be discerned in the Sixteenth Night. The only thing she could know now was that she was in a completely different realm from herself, and she clearly understood what kind of thoughts the girl in front of her was standing in the center of the whirlpool of struggle.

“... Dior. "Sixteen Nights chewed on the name.

"Huh?" the girl smiled at her, as if she were looking at her own 'daughter'.

At this time, her eyes were as clear as water and as clear as a mirror.

She wanted to say something, but it got stuck in her throat. With little education and only a handful of books she had read, she rummaged through her scarce vocabulary in hopes of finding a girl who could communicate with her a world away. Gradually, irritability appeared on her fair face, and she clenched her fists anxiously.

Perhaps having seen through her predicament, the golden goblin pinched her chin with two fingers, and watched her gaffe playfully, which was the bad eye of the Dio Connor she knew.

She began to feel that her ugliness was also expected by the demon king.

"Do you think that's fine?"

She finally held back a sentence, but Dio burst out laughing, her unbridled laughter was harsh.

"Hahahaha, it's... Holding back for a long time to say such a sentence, it's really laughing to death, you see, you have suffered the loss of no culture, right?"

"I'm annoyed!"

Although he had long been aware of Dior's 'playfulness', Sixteen Nights was inevitably fooled. I had to blush, and yelled dissatisfied.

Dio stopped laughing, looked at her with a smile, and stretched out his hand to her.

"Now is the time for you to choose. I won't force you, even though you said you would help me, but I know you haven't thought it through, and you don't know what the choice will be. So, I'm asking you again – where are you going? A little further on is the "top of the mountain", where you can shake my hand and go with me, or you can turn back here, and there are countless ways to choose from. I have only one thing to warn you - if you go with me, you will most likely die, and I will not care if you live or die. ”

"Sounds like a day job that doesn't do much good?"

"That's it. ”

Sixteen Nights was a special name for her, not only because it was her own, but also because it was one of the few names she could keep in mind. In the endless struggle, she is on the verge of forgetting the names of the people who raised her. Hovering on the edge of life and death, she eventually became numb and indifferent, and no longer wanted to remember the names of those who were 'about to die', and in the end, she found that no one was there around her.

That's why she wants to go to live with Saki to a place where no one can find it. It should be the only thing she really has, what little is left.

After hearing Dior's words, she realized that she still had nothing. She, like the girl in front of her, is "lonely".

She couldn't stay with Sakuya forever. Dior wants Liao Xueqing to understand, wants her to understand, but that's all, and it's not difficult to understand, but Sixteen Nights finally touched a corner of this girl's heart, under the gorgeous and perfect shell of the golden goblin, the soul is still lonely. Just as the lonely moon that is 380,000 kilometers away from this world, looking down on this world from outside the world.

“... Do you really need help?" asked Sixteen Nights, shaking her head.

"Of course not," Dior shrugged, "although I am in this world, my heart is not connected to this world. ”

"What if there is?"

"Maybe it's too late before I realize it," Dior said with a laugh, "and I'm probably surprised to be a sluggish guy." ”

"How could it be, you're the most twisted madman in the world, not one of them. ”

With that, Sixteen Nights stepped forward and took her hand.

Her hands were cold and she didn't feel any warmth. The heart is the same.

"It's my own choice, not any of the things you come up with. I will help you, I will be on your side at any time, this is my "confession of love". ”

Sixteen Nights put a little effort in her hand, and immediately felt the strength of Dior's competition, and she couldn't help but smile slightly, which was a smile celebrating her understanding of this young girl.

""Confession of love...?, you lily girl's brain show off, right?"

"How about you just make a fool of me and just say yes? ”

"Sixteen Nights..."

Dior's physical skills are very average. Sixteen Nights remembered this, while Dio was talking, the hand she was holding with Dio suddenly pulled hard, and Dio, who was not paying attention for a while, stepped forward, Sixteen Nights took advantage of the situation and hugged her waist, and held Dio in his arms with a smug smile. Taller than Dior, she bent down slightly, and her face deliberately approached Dior.

"You were arrogant just now, weren't you? and deliberately teasing me like this?"

“... What do you want to say?" Dior looked at her calmly.

"Hooked on me?"

"No, get out. ”

Her performance was so ambiguous that Sixteen Nights couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in right now. The sound of her heartbeat, her cold body temperature, and her unwavering face, and the vampire's veins kept her unfazed, and her breath and pulse did not reveal her thoughts. Even, sixteen nights can only hear the sound of their own breathing.

Dior, who had removed his braids, looked very attractive with his scattered hair, and Dior's face was still just that scenic.

What do you think of Dio? She couldn't help but ask herself, she didn't have any special thoughts at that time, after all, he was just a mercenary who didn't know when he would die like everyone else.

She and Dior looked at each other.

They may really be in a different world. Sixteen Nights did not want to let go for a moment, and after Dior's words, she finally understood her thoughts - she finally understood herself. And she understood Dior's thoughts.

Where the feet can't reach, the eyes can reach, and where the eyes can't reach, the spirit can reach. Even if she is really in a different 'world', the spirit is still the same, and she wants someone to understand her, and the person who understands her best is her worst enemy, that is, the person who is most worthy of her victory.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight," Sixteen Night squinted, "and you won't get lost when you walk at night." ”

“......”

"Do you know where this phrase came from?" asked Sixteen Nights, "the erudite Demon King." ”

"Maybe you know, maybe you don't. ”

It didn't seem like Dio wanted to break free from her embrace. That's just that Dio knows that she can't do it for the time being, in terms of strength, Sixteen Nights is stronger, and even if Dio pauses time, he can't affect Sixteen Nights in another 'world'.

This is the meaning of a writer I met after I went to Japan, and when I translated a sentence into English, I expressed it implicitly. ”

"What's that in English?" Dior looked at Sixteen Nights playfully, "Why don't you say it?"

"Your eyes betray you, and you know exactly what that means, so I won't say it. You've read so many more books than I do, and I think you know, so I won't say it. You know exactly what I'm going to do, so I won't say. It's "my choice". ”

"I don't trust 'outsiders'. ”

"But I believe in you. ”

"Huh. ”

Dio finally looked away from his face and sighed under the gaze of Sixteen Nights.

"The choice is yours. ”

"You're blushing. Sixteen Nights laughed.

"I've never heard of a vampire with a red face. ”

The nocturne of gold and silver, the frolic of the maidens, this is only their little means of amusement, and no one will break it, and they know each other.