Wen Cheng really gave up the courage to question at this moment.

It will be Mother and Su Meng who will stay here, not Su Meng alone.

It was only now that he understood his mother's intentions, so much so that Catherine's painstaking intentions, even though Catherine knew nothing about it.

Perhaps unable to refute such a fact, Wen Cheng lowered his head and was silent for a moment, but quickly raised his head to look at his mother.

And with more stubborn eyes.

"Wen Cheng, listen to your mother, you and Liu Zhen follow your father, and I will take care of Su Meng for the rest of the days."

Yuefu said unmoved, looking at her son's hanging arm.

No, I disagree, and Wen Cheng plucked up his courage again.

"I won't give up on you! If you want to go, let them go! ”

But Yuefu's lost eyes did not reveal such expectations at all.

The mother and son were still confronting each other, but they could hear the sound of trembling and getting up.

"That, aunt, Wen Cheng, I'll go back first......"

Su Meng stood up with shaky strength, passed by Yuefu, and moved towards the door in a low voice, in order to make sure that Wen Cheng would not catch up, she suddenly accelerated her pace, and opened the door with her shoes as fast as she could.

Only the whirring wind swept into the house.

"Su Meng!" Wen Cheng caught up.

Wen Cheng...... Leave me alone......"

Su Meng pressed the messy skirt with her hand, brushed away her wet short hair, and muttered in a voice that disappeared from the moment of life and death.

The beauty in blue disappeared into the wind-swept corridor.

"Don't go!" Wen Cheng shouted downstairs at the door, and hurriedly put on his shoes, not even caring about the umbrella.

"Wen Cheng, you stop!" Mother shouted hoarsely behind him.

Hearing such a voice, the weak young figure at the door did not chase out of the door, but stood calmly.

Mother is still Su Meng, what a ridiculous choice.

"Mom, I won't leave you alone!"

Throwing down this sentence, Wen Cheng left without looking back.

Yuefu only felt that her brain was blank, and a desperate woman fell from the floor.

"Don't ...... Walk ......"

I obviously remember that I swore an oath and coaxed my son to leave with her husband with white lies, and then stayed to take care of Su Meng through the last moments.

Since she can give up her life for her son, what is the woman crying on the floor pleading for alone?

◇

Wen Cheng was greeted by the pouring rain, and could only rely on the light of the street lights and the lights of the passing cars to move forward.

The light reflected off the concrete pavement and the sour raindrops piercing the eyeballs make the eyes can't open their eyes, and the cold in the ears makes you shiver.

Where is the blue figure?

The originally straight shirt was already clinging to the body because it was soaked.

Slapped by his own feet and the splash of water from whizzing vehicles, Moon Seung desperately ran into the more intense rain.

Just like that, he chased the blue figure and ran and ran.

Su Meng, where are you?!

All he answered was the sound of rain.

Walking through deserted streets and into the crowds of people only makes people more desperate.

"Su Meng!" The boy began to cry, wiping the corners of his sore eyes in vain and running again.

As if trying to find the truth, he tried to weave through the crowd under the umbrella, and despite the roll of his eyes and scolding, he still couldn't distinguish the weak shoulder.

I kept running and running, and finally found the back of the blue school uniform!

With no umbrella to cover her, she walked trembling with her head bowed and holding herself.

Wen Cheng pounced, hugged Su Meng hard from behind, and was stubbornly freed.

Su Meng uncharacteristically lowered his head and quickened his pace.

Wen Cheng grabbed her wrist.

When it rained, Su Meng turned his back to him.

For a girl who can't say unbearable words to others, this is already an answer with all her might.

"Let it go."

Wen Cheng shook his head sadly, why should I let go? Why is the tone so cold? How indifferent to me can you say that?!

"Please, Wen Cheng! Let go! ”

Su Meng bit her lip and trembled.

All she answered was the sound of rain.

Looking at the wet shoulders and hair, I can't go on like this.

Wen Cheng dragged the girl to the side of the road and tried to stop a taxi, but how many empty cars were there in such heavy rain?

At this time, he landed his eyes not far away, it was an empty car that had just been stopped, and a couple was holding umbrellas and opening the door with a smile.

Wen Cheng dragged the silent girl to the side of the car, and then shouted at the couple under the umbrella.

"Get out of the way!"

The man under the umbrella chuckled contemptuously, and then saw the muzzle of the black hole.

Raindrops slipped through the trigger and fell into the air.

"I won't say it a second time."

Wen Cheng lowered his head and spit out words in a vicious tone, then knocked away the stunned man and twisted Su Meng into the car.

Su Meng shrank in the corner of the back seat, her hair trembling with fear, and no matter how hard Wen Cheng stretched out her hand to make was pushed away by her.

When she arrived at Su Meng's residence, she broke free of Wen Cheng as fast as she could, ran into the room and locked the door.

"Su Meng, can you open the door?" The knock on the door came from outside, and it was Wen Cheng's suppressed gentle voice.

"Let's go."

At this time, Su Meng stopped crying, she sat behind the door and looked ahead, and answered in an indifferent voice.

You go, don't meet again.

Card wipe card rub. It is the sound of a strong twist lock faster and faster.

"I won't leave, Su Meng, get out of the way, I hit the door."

Su Meng didn't answer or get out of the way, just shrunk himself into a ball and leaned behind the door.

Boom.

Boom. It is two times of temptation.

Boom! It's a bit of force.

Wen Cheng couldn't bear to exert his strength anymore, he knew where Su Meng was hiding.

What to do?

At this time, the pressure behind Su Meng suddenly disappeared, and his heart seemed to be drained.

There was no one outside the door, and there was a suffocating silence inside.

Wen Cheng?

Wen Cheng?

Are you still there?

Wen Cheng, are you leaving?

Wen Cheng......

Wen Cheng......

The only nostalgia is the iris he gave in the glass bottle on the table.

After falling into the despair of beauty, Su Meng took off her glasses and pointed at the blue flowers with trembling fingers.

The room was filled with fluttering blue petals, woven into blue waves, oceans, and storms, covering the little iron bed, the tables, chairs, and the floor, and falling on the girl's head, shoulders, and skirt.

Really...... It's really gone......

That'...... Just ......

Su Meng, who was calm, smiled bitterly, and soon showed a face that was about to cry, looking at the floor in amazement.

Finally gone...... Let's go with it......

The sky is my mom and dad, and you and Yoo are really my home......

You're gone, and I'm relieved.

So happy......

The girl covered in the sea of flowers whimpered.

"Bang!" There was a loud and heart-pounding noise ahead.

When the glass was shattered, the wind poured in with a torrential rain as if it had been freed.

Under the lightning and thunder window stood a soaking young man with an unchanging face.

"Wen Cheng ......"

The petals were still flying all over the room, and the girl looked up at the boy with tears in her eyes.

Wen Cheng looked at everything in front of him and finally understood something.

He strode over to his beloved, took her face, and kissed her with the power of crushing fate......

◇

It was midnight, and it was stormy outside the window, but the house was warm and peaceful.

The girl was already asleep, and the boy lying next to her watched her sleeping face and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

I thought that the first meeting between the two would be a night surrounded by candles, but now there is only the wind and rain outside the window, the rusty iron bed, and the crimson of life and death.

A room full of irises.

But seeing the beauty sleeping peacefully, my heart was very warm.

Meng'er.

We let them go, let them out of this bad world.

No matter how many people are left, I will always be with you like this.

Even if it's just me and you, that's enough......

No!

I won't do it all!

True love is not to die together tragically, but to live together in this bad world.

Therefore, whether it is the Doomsday Fleet or the Qu San, it is not my negative reason!

Let me fight for you!

Let me be stubborn for you!

No matter who stands in the way, even the gods and Buddhas ......

Wen Cheng was shocked like an epiphany, and raised his clenched fists vigorously.

From today onwards, my ambition is no longer to protect my loved ones!

Rather, [for the sake of your beloved, kill all enemies!] 】

Wen Cheng got out of bed in the dark, went to the desk and turned on the lamp, sometimes writing hard, sometimes looking up at the night sky.

Under the whirring and lapping window not far away, Xiaozhu held his heart, looked at the rain outside the window with the same firmness, and smiled expectantly as if he was looking at his father.

At the same time, under the light of a candle in the Sacred Heart Church, Catherine, wearing round-framed gold-rimmed glasses, deduced the same answer in the layers of dossier, and in the face of the impending ending, she was sad for a moment at the candle fire god, but quickly regained her spirit and looked out the window at the wind and rain with holy eyes.

In the deep mountains in another place, Liu Zhen and an old man with a thin white beard sat opposite each other in an old temple, and after learning the truth ten years ago, he suddenly snorted stubbornly, and the red-robed princess got up awe-inspiringly, walked to the porch and clasped her fingers, and looked proudly at the dark clouds in the sky with burning eyes.

No matter what kind of wind and rain, no matter what kind of fate torture, it will not stop those who take firm steps.

There are only people like that who have a common name.

◇ [Night Gaze] opens.