Gently said this gentle and extremely quiet word, and the work that was too busy for a long time was stacked, so that Yesheng almost forgot how he felt about the person he used to be,

The mood that was carefully concealed, if only I had told him at the time.

Because time is irreversible, it is cherished by nostalgia.

Ye Sheng didn't know why he suddenly talked about this to Fang Ran, obviously only Hua Ling might be aware of this matter, but unlike her gentle thoughts at the moment, Fang Ran was stunned when she heard this.

What!?

Sister Yesheng's first love???

Does it matter to me that this kind of exciting news tells me!?

Fang Ran was a little stunned on the hospital bed, and first thought of this question, but when he thought about it, Ye Sheng, a person with a high level of reality, he didn't know how many ranks, probably had already put down his casual remarks, and then immediately after that, he couldn't contain his curious imagination...

The first love that can make Sister Yesheng have a good impression!?

I'm dripping the sky, what kind of man does that have to be so good that he breaks through the sky...

Looking at the flawless and beautiful quiet face under the burgundy red hair in the warm breeze, Fang Ran instinctively went in the direction of Prince Charming.

"Sorry, it's a bit of a stretch, and you just forgot what I just said."

As if waking up from a very comfortable morning, Yesheng came back to his senses and shook his head to look at Fang Neng with a sigh and a smile, making him quickly nod and smile like a chicken pecking rice:

"Ahh Sister Yesheng, don't worry, I won't talk nonsense. ”

"In short, this time the Arctic matter has ended safely, and the recovery should have told you what the result was, you don't have to worry about anything, and for the relationship between you and the Night Angel, as long as you don't want to say it, no one will dig into it."

"The only thing that's wrong with you this time is that you didn't discuss it with us before you left, but..."

Believing him very much, Ye Sheng looked at Fang Ran and explained these situations back to the topic, and then his tone paused slightly, and the pair of inky eyes looked at Fang Ran and said seriously and calmly:

"I can understand you doing that."

The moment he heard this, Fang Ran felt as if something was wrong in his heart.

"Really..."

Let him subconsciously lower his gaze and no longer dare to look at Ye Sheng's pupils, as if to change the topic, Fang Ran had an obvious look of embarrassment on his face, and asked cautiously with some hesitation:

"Anyway... Sister Yesheng, how did you know that Ling and I ... It has something to do with the Night Angel, and then guessed that I was in the North Pole...? ”

In Fang Ran's expectation, he had already processed all the traces, and it stands to reason that no one should be able to find out where he went, let alone directly confirm that he was in the North Pole in such a big world.

"Do you know your relationship with the Night Angel...?"

Hearing Fang Ran ask, Ye Sheng remembered the last time he finally saw Night Crow with the help of Recovery, but he couldn't open his mouth to invite, and shook his head slightly.

"It was the Night Raven who told me."

Clams!!?!?!?

I told you that!?

Suddenly hearing this answer, Fang Ran was stunned,

Then when the whole person doubted life, he suddenly remembered that he was in a Western restaurant where he was not in a good mood every time he went

...

‘... Actually, it's not me who has anything to do with him, it's an acquaintance I know..."

'Ahh Speaking of which, you've seen her once, and that was the scene in the capital....'

Fang Ran: "......"

??) ΩдΩ (It's really me!)

For fear of arousing Yesheng's suspicions, he threw the queen out to block the knife, and completely forgot about it...

And he didn't expect that the few words he said that day would become the key for Yesheng to find him in the whole world.

It's incredible, isn't it?

When Fang Ran felt so, he suddenly thought that if he hadn't said these words that day...

Will you be able to come back from the North Pole now...?

"I'm sorry I asked the Night Raven about you without permission."

Seeing that Fang Ran's whole person was a little dumbfounded, Ye Sheng opened his mouth apologetically, making him quickly wave his hand.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay! Sister Yesheng, you don't have to care, and if it weren't for Sister Yesheng, you asked, I guess it's still a question of whether I can survive now. ”

"Really... And as for how to determine that you are in the North Pole, this time, thanks to Mu Cheng and Jota, they gave me a clue that you went to Northern Europe, which made me think of learning about the operation carried out by the Sleepless Palace in the North Pole through the intelligence channel of Midnight, and finally arrived at the scene at the last moment. ”

"Orange, Jota...?"

Eh, who's...

"By the way, you haven't seen them yet..."

Seeing that Fang Ran was a little dazed when he heard this, Ye Sheng suddenly reacted that Fang Ran, who had just joined the night game, still didn't know Mu Cheng and Jota.

It seemed to be a helpless sigh with a headache, and Fang Ran saw that Ye Sheng always looked a little helpless when he mentioned these two names:

"It's the two companions who are not in the capital now, and the two IDs you can occasionally see in the group, 'Dull Hair King' and 'Anonymous'."

It's the girl who feels amazing with all kinds of silly king emojis and the mysterious person who occasionally sends a string of garbled characters!?

I'll go!

There are still two people in the night game, don't you say I'm about to forget!

Being reminded by Ye Sheng like this, Fang Ran remembered that when he first joined the night game, he had seen these two IDs in the chat group, but because he had never seen anyone, he almost subconsciously thought that the night game was the only person he knew now.

"And Luo Yuan, that is, the eldest young master, the three of them rarely appear in the night game because of various reasons of their own."

"Well, that's right..."

Fang Ran sweated slightly, and silently added these three names to the list of night bureau members in his mind.

"But you should be able to see them soon, and tomorrow the preparations for the war will be in the final stages, and they should be back before then."

"Ah, Sister Yesheng, what is that national war..."

Hearing the word "Chinese war" in Yesheng's mouth, Fang Ran asked tentatively as if he was very curious.

"It may still be very strange to you who have just woken up, did you teach you during the summer vacation, the night war world has entered a stable period with the peace of the real world, and under the "Night Net Convention" formulated by the midnight, the palace and the association, all the participants' private behavior in the real world has been restricted.

The warm and slightly drunk wind carried the last heat wave of September, blowing into the ward of the night bureau, stretched out his slender white finger and tapped on an apple, the spirit yuan on his wrist lit up slightly, and the whole apple cracked cleanly and automatically.

"But not all issues are only about private will, if it is not for private purposes but from the perspective of the state, if the power of the participants interferes with reality, it is a very superior strategic force, and if this power is allowed to be used arbitrarily, the final consequences will be very serious for the international community today."

"There is a possibility that there will be a sudden rise of a country, or a sudden decline of a powerful country."

Softly explaining the root cause of the 'National War', Yesheng gestured the cut apple to Fang Ran, making him quickly flattered and take a piece, and then felt slightly embarrassed in his heart.

Anyway, Sister Yesheng, did you use your ability to cut apples just now...

I feel your fairy sword crying.

A certain magical young man who didn't know how many embarrassing things he had done with [Chuangpai] was eating apples while saying shameless righteous words, completely forgetting that he had cut a watermelon with a silver broken dragon tooth not long ago.

"But it is not easy or reasonable to ban it completely, so the United Nations has set up a special department to supervise participants, and finally adopted a draft in the form of 'national war'."

"By measuring and contrasting the strength of the participants from the national standpoint, the friction in various economic and strategic fields can be resolved by using the way the winner obtains an implicit deterrent and implicit international status, so as to minimize the impact of the participants' power on the real world, separate from the real world, and let it not affect the normal development of any country in the real world."

Ye Sheng looked at Fang Ran, who was listening to it with an unclear expression, and said the most fundamental reason:

"In other words, it is to simplify the complex struggle under the stage to the stage."

"Sense... It feels so good..."

The situation and policies have not been listened to well, listening to Yesheng's words, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, feeling that he had come into contact with national affairs as a citizen for the first time in 20 years.

Although I didn't understand it at all.

"It's not as complicated as you think, although the night game is from an official standpoint, but the essence is still the organization of the participants,"

"We live in the real world, but we don't belong to and can't interfere in the real world, and the national war is not as serious and scary as you think, it may be more biased towards victory or defeat in the ring."

Listening to the truth that the 'national war' turned out to be like this, Fang Ran said with a slight puzzlement:

"It doesn't matter if you lose the national war, I heard that our night game seems to... Uh..."

The words paused awkwardly all of a sudden, and it seemed that the next words should not be said in front of Ye Sheng.

"Well, it's true that our night game is not very strong."

But from his eyes, he seemed to sense what he was going to say, Yesheng lowered his eyes without paying attention, and admitted quietly:

"There were only over ten of you and Night Raven before you joined recently, and with the exception of the magician, magician, and uncle, all of us have not been participants for a long time, including me."

"But you don't have to worry too much, there is no substantial loss in losing the national war, and you have just woken up, so you don't have to bear these problems."

It's still the words that tell yourself not to worry, it's still a gentle and strong choice to bear it alone,

Although there was no substantial loss when he said it, Fang Ran always felt that he could still see a trace of loss and gloom in those inky pupils.

"But Sister Yesheng, you really want to win."

So the moment the wind blew in, the young man on the hospital bed suddenly said softly.

Ye Sheng looked at him and was suddenly stunned, and found that his eyes were looking at him.

"I'm just thinking that even if it's just a chip that can't be used, if I win the national war, I can sacrifice fewer people on the battlefield in a place I don't know,"

"No matter how hard you work, I also want to win the next national war."

I don't know why, in the face of Fang Ran's own amazing ability to say these things honestly, Ye Sheng smiled lightly as if she suddenly relaxed, and the moment the wind slightly floated a few strands of her hair,

Let Fang Ran look fascinated.

And then I finally understood the strange movement in my heart just now, or should I say... Every time he saw Yesheng, he was a little nervous and embarrassed.

Fang Ran admitted that he was indeed not good at facing women, but he was not panicked as if he had never seen a beautiful woman, although Ye Sheng was indeed one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, but after facing Ling for so long, he would not be shaken just because of this.

But in fact, every time he saw Yesheng, he would feel a restrained unnaturalness, and he was not a little nervous and embarrassed as he usually pretended to be.

Why...

And then it wasn't until this moment that Fang Ran found the answer.

He's actually yearning... No

Envy of Yesheng's figure.

envy her never stops, always devoting herself to all kinds of work,

I envy her for that kind of powerful righteousness... Or should it be said that it is justice, and do your best to fight for yourself.

envy her not only guarding everyone in the night, becoming a pillar that everyone trusts and relies on, reliable, mature, beautiful and powerful, always with a look of self-confidence, incomparably clear and straight,

And I'm willing to do this for people who don't have a relationship, for what I feel we need.

Use all your strength to even push your life to the scales!

The hunting scene in the disaster city, Ye Sheng carried it through the strange sea in her hand, watching her resolutely block her obstructive words, holding Lingyuan to the majestic cage,

Fang Ran really didn't understand, unlike herself who had awakened to the present and was only determined to use her strength to protect the people around her, why and why could she fight for her life?

Last time he couldn't ask for an exit in the western restaurant, because it was because he just wanted to stay where he was and stick to his daily life, this time even if he decided to move forward to the world, but he was not a night crow who couldn't ask.

Moreover, just deciding that he hadn't taken a step yet, Fang Ran felt that it was too far away from where Yesheng was, so far away that even if he heard Yesheng's answer, he couldn't be touched and couldn't understand it.

But this does not prevent ... is no longer the self-Fang Ran when he was a child,

I deeply envy Yesheng who can do such a thing.

Because... Really handsome,

Just like a hero, right?

"It's okay, Sister Yesheng, we will definitely win this national war..."

The pupils reflected her face at the moment when she was slightly distracted, Fang Ran subconsciously spoke softly, and then reacted suddenly when Yesheng looked at him unexpectedly.

"Ahh I mean... You see, don't we have Sister Night Raven join the night game now... Song of the Wanderer... Sister Night Raven is so powerful, this time it must be fine! ”

Hurriedly found a suitable reason, Fang Ran grabbed his head and laughed embarrassedly, feeling slightly sweaty in his heart that calling himself sister was really complicated.

"How could the Night Raven be interested in such a thing, even though she was nominally a member of the Night Game, but..."

Hearing Fang Ran's innocent and innocent words, Ye Sheng couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, and then before he finished speaking, he saw the young man on the hospital bed smiling at his very sunny face.

"It's okay, Sister Yesheng, she'll definitely help."