Taeyang stared speechlessly. It didn't seem right to think of that all of a sudden, because no matter how much he stared at people...... But what if it's not a human being stared at?

"You're not human!"

What the?

Taeyang was speechless, he was sure he hadn't heard such a sentence, and he didn't have such a thought in his heart. But how could there be such a ———————— sentence in his mind!

That's right, just a sentence.

"What are you?"

Taeyang tried to ask. Although there is no explicit desire to get an answer. But he still very much hopes for an answer. But when a sentence came to his mind again. He was still a little caught off guard.

"I'm not human!"

"I know!" Taeyang began to talk to—he still didn't believe it—a flame, "You're not human, but you don't seem to be as simple as a flame either, right?" So what exactly are you? ”

As if he needed to think about it too, the sentences in his head—Taeyang was pretty sure that sentences were starting to appear in his head at this moment, and there weren't them before—before they appeared.

"Of course I'm more than just flames. If only it were a flame. How could I be here. ”

These are three sentences that appear sequentially. It's like the words that come out of a person's mouth, sentence by sentence.

So, one sentence after another began to appear in Taeyang's mind.

"That's pretty good for you!" Taiyang said with a little disdain.

"It's okay, it's okay! You're still the best! ”

"Am I better?" Taeyang asked, looking at the flickering flames.

"You created me!"

"What? I created ????? Taeyang looked at the flames in disbelief. Having been squinting at the flames, he tried to change his perspective, but found he couldn't.

"How did I create you? When did I create you? Taeyang asked.

"You wrote it! I was born a long time ago. I just couldn't get out at that time. ”

"Written? How is it written? A long time ago, how long ago? Taeyang asked.

"Don't you love to write? I also wrote a manuscript in high school. Although know that it is not entirely created by your subjective consciousness. But without your passion for writing, I couldn't have been created. I am actually a physical embodiment of your fiery creative heart. ”

Sentence after sentence appeared in my mind, although unpleasant, and imprinted in my mind very clearly. But Taeyang's reaction was only two words.

I don't understand!

The Children of Fire seemed disappointed, flickering flames like ears, making strange movements. Taeyang was magically able to feel that it was actually a contempt for him. Or a contempt for his sluggish response at this point.

"Sparkle, do you understand?"

A sentence appears in my head.

"I don't understand!" Taeyang shook his head.

"There's friction when your pen tip moves on the paper, right? Friction sparks, right? ”

"It's impossible, how can a pen wipe off sparks with scratch paper. Isn't it incompatible? Taiyang clearly remembers that he used a pen to write that night. A very regular pen for the examination of 0.5.

"Describe, analogy, understand?"

Three short sentences appeared in Taeyang's mind. Strangely, Taeyang can really feel that kind of strength.

"I see!" Taeyang said, "But I don't seem to have such an amazing ability to write, right?" Taeyang has long forgotten how confident he used to be.

"You have, but it seems like you only once had!"

The sentence in his mind made Taeyang a little discouraged. He knew he seemed to be getting worse and worse. But when someone else said it like this, he still didn't want to admit it. In real life, he is indeed trying not to admit it. Because he is trying to adjust himself and make changes.

"You're really from my manuscript?"

Taeyang remembers that when he was in junior high school, because he didn't have a computer, he used to write by hand. But after graduating from junior high school, he started writing on a computer. Since then, the only time in high school has been handwriting. The rest is all computer typing. So when he said the word "manuscript", he spontaneously remembered this fact.

"Lie to you, I can't eat it if you give me candy!"

Reading between the lines, Taiyang could feel a strong sense of resentment.

"Is your appearance simply because of my handwriting?" Taeyang thinks that in addition to the handwriting method, his insistence on writing has never changed over the years. If such a miraculous thing happens, it must be because of handwriting.

"It doesn't seem to be!"

"Isn't it?" Taeyang was lost for a while. How could it not be. If not, what is it? Why is there so much in this world? Taeyang was suddenly annoyed to death.

"yes, I can feel the difference in you. I feel like you have something ancient, just like I do. ”

"Ancient stuff?" Taiyang recalled, what is the ancient thing? Suddenly, something occurred to him.

Blood!

Since the car accident, he has been haunted by his legendary ancient bloodline. Taiyang felt the so-called blood in his heart like this.

Let yourself commit suicide, make your life completely chaotic, and at this time you are still trapped in a ghost place called Time Turbulence. I can't really face my heart, I don't have friends, and my parents can't contact me.

"You say your name is the Children of Fire?" Taeyang asked suddenly.

"When did I tell you that my name was the Children of Fire?"

When? Taiyang wondered, could it be that he heard it wrong? Just now, hey, when did it come, didn't you say the child of fire? Taeyang kept thinking about it in his heart.

"And what's your name?" Taeyang asked.

"What's my name?"

"Your name!"

"Nope!"

"No?" Taeyang was a little surprised, but after a while he understood, because in his opinion, this flame was like a newborn child. Where will a newborn child have a name, it is not necessary for parents to give a name!

"Well, then," Taeyang said, "you call me Daddy, and I'll give you a name!" ”

"Don't call you Daddy!"

"Then you don't want a name!"

"Yes!"

"That's called Daddy!"

"Don't scream!"

"Children of Fire!" Taeyang felt that if this continued, he would enter a dead loop, so he changed his strategy.

"You're not fire!"

Sure enough, as soon as the routine comes out, it is difficult to have someone who does not fall into the trap. The flame, which originally looked very arrogant, also fell into the routine.

"You'll be called the Children of Fire from now on!"

"Why?"

"Because you've already recognized me as your dad!" Taiyang said proudly, "And dad named the child, there is no reason!" ”

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