"Mr. Shijin, actually, ......" Nan Mian hesitated for a long time before speaking, "I have always had a question that I would like to take the liberty of asking you. ”

Shijin moved his gaze and glanced at Nan Mian. Nan Mian was looking at him with a serious face as he shook his red wine glass.

"Excuse me, I'll do my best to answer it."

After speaking, Shijin lowered his head and stared at the red wine glass that reflected the light and the clear water lines that moved slightly in the glass.

"What does Mr. De0jin think of that Vlad?" As he spoke, Nan Mian nervously observed Shijin's every move, smiling, for fear that the priority of a word would touch the cordon.

"That...... If it touches your bottom line, please forgive me! ”

Shijin didn't answer, but just raised his glass, looking through the thin walls of the glass to see the light reflected in the red wine.

The gaze hidden under the black-rimmed glasses was so incomprehensible to Nan Mian.

However, what he thinks about is far less complicated or implicated than he imagined.

"This kid, what he says, what he does, even his hair color and appearance, are similar to Nan Mian......"

"Being treated as a father by such a guy, that is to say, Nan Mian should think the same way......

From the beginning to the present, Nan Mian has never told Shijin his name.

It's also strange to say, not telling Shijin his name is actually not the result of Nan Mian's careful consideration, but just a small omission in his handling of things with people.

However, it was this small omission that made the last bit of spark in Shijin's heart that had not been turned into charcoal still exude a faint but scorching temperature.

If Nan Mian had told Shijin his name before this, that answer would be the final intersection between Shijin and them.

In Shijin's heart, he is not worthy of being called a "father", he just wants the North Crown and the South Crown to forget himself, forget the stumbles that will hinder their future, as Lu Xun said before he died:

"Hurry up and relent, and don't do anything memorable. Bury it, pull it down, forget about me, mind your own life, don't be a fool. ”

It was with Mr. Lu Xun's consciousness that Shijin made such a decision. It's just that all his grief and determination are only for these two girls. He made the decision to "die" in the world of those two girls.

His presence, in his own opinion, will only become a residual chain on the future path of the northern and southern crowns, a disturbing obstacle, meaningless.

Like a sad summer night's dream, from the moment they woke up, they had become passers-by in their world, and they had nothing to do with it.

In a corner covered by shadows, there may be a lamented helplessness.

But it was a decision made for them, and their happiness, even if it was untouchable, was watched from afar.

"I ...... I envy him......"

Unconsciously, Shijin muttered.

"It's ...... Envy? ...... that means? ”

"I envy him for having something he can do his best to protect." Shijin turned his head, as if Bingfeng's eyes had a staring temperature, "Moreover, he can burn himself to the ground for something like that." ”

"I don't think that's anything to aspire to." Nanmian retorted.

"That's a future for me that I'll never meet."

When Nan Mian heard this, he couldn't help but bite his lower lip.

The sound of Shijin was like the clear ice water in the snowfield, and the throat seemed to feel the cold touch through, and the ice crystals floated along the white gas, and the entire neck seemed to be slowly frozen from the inside.

Such sadness, but I have to be relieved.

Just as on Christmas Eve, in the window of the hut on a snowy night, when the fan shines with warm light, the child sitting alone in the wind and snow, looking into the distance, waiting for the parents who have long been determined that they will not return home.

"All I can do for them is run away."