Text 37 Rooftop Night Talk

Some people say that in this extremely noisy and bustling city, there is **; And people poured into the city like moths to a fire. Many people have been buried here all their lives, from their birth to death, so how many people's bones have been buried in this cold and hard concrete ground.

The bright moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight reflects in the city. The figure of a person on the roof of the building is very long, very long......

Ash sat on the rooftop, dressed in a black tuxedo, a humble gentleman. Looking at the end of the city, he suddenly said: "Zeng Jin, this is the place where dreams take off; I used to live here, but at that time it was not as prosperous as it is now, or there was hustle and bustle, or there was intoxication, but there was still so much simplicity and simplicity. After a long time away, when I came back, many things changed. Towering tall buildings, cities that never sleep, countless dark corners......" Speaking of this, Xiao Gray paused, waved his left hand, but he didn't know where to get a can of beer.

"You see, where there is light, there must be darkness. This is the need to balance the world. Besides, time never stands still for you and me. A cold voice sounded, but I saw a man emerge from the moon, red hair, red eyes, wearing a blood-colored trench coat, and his face was cold but mixed with femininity. But if you look closely, you will see that it is similar to blood, but it is more mature.

Xiao Ash's eyes were still looking into the distance, and he just asked, "Succeeded?" ā€

"It's only temporarily lifted some seals, the power of the bright moon is too thin, and I can only borrow some of them. The current appearance can't last long, and when the time comes, it will naturally change back, but this method can be used, but it lives up to the search for these days. "It turned out that this man was a blood angel. Blood naturally sat next to Xiao Ash, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years, looking at the things in Xiao Ash's hand, and suddenly said, "Give me one too." As soon as he finished speaking, a can of beer appeared in front of him. I took the blood in my hand, pulled the tab, and after tasting it, the red light flashed on my hand, and the beer disappeared. "Why, what you drink every time is so weird, the same as you think. Are you really sure you want to do this? After saying that, he turned his head to look at Ash. After waiting for a long time, I didn't see Xiao Ash answer, and said to myself, "In this era, 'ability' is very scarce, although your 'ban' will not affect her, but it is equivalent to erasing her 'ability', of course, this ability will also be restored." Although the 'past life' is a good carrier of ability, you must also know that not everyone's 'past life' is still there. ā€

"'Past life', you should know better than me that this is a kind of thing that violates the heavens, but it reasonably exists in this life. Not because we have the strength to grasp it, but because time is playing a joke on us. It's like one day, we look in the mirror and suddenly we find ourselves in the mirror walking out, and we are in the mirror. Who's who, exactly? We don't know. As one of the sages said, 'Know thyself, O man.' At this point, Ash closed his eyes, took a sip of beer, and said slowly, "Do you know how long I've known her?" We knew each other 'before', and later, time played a joke on us, we got separated, she forgot her, I forgot me, and just like that, in the same world, in the same city, we rubbed shoulders countless times, but never looked back for each other. If it weren't for the accident or arrangement, I entered that tomb, and it wasn't until I 'recovered' that I remembered everything. However, I have come to the 'time after', and that's why I hate time. I do not hate its harvest, but I hate it for mocking. ā€

"Haha, we're a bunch of people who hate time, so why doesn't it hate us? We are against it and hunted down by it. We are tired of running away again and again, but we are still unwilling to look for the footsteps of 'the other'. The great era is coming, and this civilization that is in the 'time after' will be a glimpse of the light or will last forever. No one knows, only time will judge. After saying that, a grim smile appeared on Blood's face, I don't know if it was a contempt for time or a sorrow for myself.

"She's waking up, it's time for me to go." Ash said softly, as if it were normal, but who knows, he really wanted to stay for a second longer.

"Don't you want her to look at you, or look at her again?"

"I'm afraid that after watching it, I won't be able to leave." After speaking, the whole body was shrouded in gray gas, and when the gray gas dissipated, he was dressed in gray robe again, and he could no longer see the sentimental and tender man just now. He jumped off the rooftop, enjoying the peace of the fall, who heard him say, "I really want to be with you, but I am no longer myself......". As if he fell, his figure disappeared into the air, leaving no trace.

Blood watched Ash walk away. He muttered again: "Time, time before, time after." ā€

People are always happy when they are loved.

In this beautiful and icy city. What we can do is to be like the 'yin and yang fish', keep a little bit of white in the black, and don't erase that bit of black in the pure white. Because no matter what, that's your trace, that's your persistence. Right and wrong do not change depending on where you are, so please stick to yourself and don't let yourself get lost in the ravine.

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