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Morning, class

"Hey, it's full, have you noticed it, it's cool under this tree again!"

"Really?"

"Nonsense, what am I lying to you about! If you don't believe me, we'll go and see it after class." ”

"Okay, don't you believe it? ”

"Don't talk about you two idiots, the head teacher is here!!"

The whispering of several boys stopped under the pressure of the head teacher's majestic eyes.

......

siesta

"Aoba, come and see that plane tree!"

Xiao Na shouted in front of the window: "I don't know if it's an illusion, I always feel that the top irrigation of this sycamore has hit a lot, well, and the yellow leaves are also missing...... No, is it cured?"

"Well, it's a lot greener. ”

"yes, I think too. ”

"I saw it when I walked into the school today!"

"Don't be an afterthought!!"

.........

Sunset twilight, under the plane trees.

Aoba stood under the tree with a kettle, she didn't speak, just silently felt the familiar breath around her.

The effect of 'eye-opening' had passed, and she could no longer see the dryads outside of common sense. But...... At this moment, she could feel it, she could feel its breath. Maybe her body had memorized that feeling, that special feeling that transcended the barriers of common sense.

The building was faint and full of life.

She knew that the dryad was on her shoulder, and Aoba didn't know what she remembered, and her face was slightly flushed with a thin layer of crimson. After the crisis, standing under this sycamore tree overflowing with life, Aoba suddenly felt a little ashamed. Since a long time ago, she has always said something very shameful under an unoccupied tree...... Ahh

There was a place on her shoulder that had a hint of coolness, and sometimes, she even felt a little tickling and subtle.

"Don't make trouble, or I won't come to you in the future!"

“...... It's all over, you've been cured of your illness since Mi Ying left, and before long your shade will cover the playground again, and your dead leaves will be rejuvenated. By the way, let's make a promise, when I graduate, I will take the most beautiful graduation photo in the shade of your tree......"

There seems to be a wet itchy feeling on my cheeks!

Then, her hair seemed to be tugged at by an invisible force.

"Hey, don't be angry! I know, I'll come and spend more time with you, talk to you and water you...... Do you know that as long as you are human, there are always things that you don't want other people to know! I didn't know you existed before, but I said a lot of unladylike things here, I have to forget...... Otherwise, the consequences will be serious!"

"Aoba, let's go, you said you were going to go shopping together!" came Ning's voice.

"Goodbye, see you tomorrow......"

Nodding apologetically, Aoba ran briskly towards the school gate.

See you tomorrow, Elf of Sycamore.

May you have a good dream~

.........

It's early afternoon that day.

After knocking on the door, Teacher Yu walked into the principal's room, her face a little happy.

Looking at Luo Xing, who had a calm face on the entire desk, she hesitated for a moment, and slowly said, "Principal..."

"Needless to say, I see. ”

Luo Xing stood up and came to the window.

In the old playground, the dusk at the top of the sycamore tree has mostly faded. Over the course of the night, her foliage seemed to grow much thicker, and the summer rain of last night seemed to awaken the slumbering life in her body. The branches stretch out and shine cool in the early morning sun......

"You go back first, and you don't have to worry about the rest of the matter. ”

......

In order to show his gratitude, Aoba invited Ning to the otaku area.

This is a large toy mall about two kilometers away from Wutong School Park,She investigated on the Internet,Because it's relatively close to the Comic-Con here,There are many anime peripheral sales in the mall.。 During this time of getting along, Aoba also saw that the person who saved himself was ...... Something special ...

'It seems, as if, probably...... Well, she's a homebody!'

When he saw Ling Ning's eyes let go of looking at a set of oriental all-character figure dolls, Aoba silently complained.

After shopping for more than half an hour, the two of them each hugged a cute big pillow home.

The two pillows were chosen by Ling Ning, she helped Aoba choose the thief Marisa, and she chose the little angel herself.

"Wow, I really like Lihua little angel the most. ”

......

Night, tonight's night is exceptionally bright.

Standing high above the city, the bright lights are brighter than the Milky Way light ribbon hanging high in the sky. After all, the galaxy is too far away, and there is no splendor from the sea of lights...... The galaxy is the light that belongs to all things in the world, and the sea of lights is the most dreamy and brilliant brilliance created by human beings!

In the eyes of ordinary people, tonight's Fenghua City is the same as in the past.

The city is lit up with brilliant lights, with a strong sense of popularity.

But in their eyes, outside of common sense, the canopy of Fenghua City at night seems to have changed a little. At ordinary times, in addition to the Milky Way light belt and the brilliant sea of lights in Fenghua City, there is only the phantom shadow of the spiritual source light vein left in the sky, and the spiritual vein light source light source that gathers countless small and dense tributaries flows through the land below Fenghua City, and the sky reflects the scattered spiritual light shadow of the spiritual source light vein.

But tonight's Fenghua City, the galaxy star belt is hidden, the sea of brilliant lights is dim, and even the spiritual source light source looks illusory and ethereal at this moment. All over the city, the light of the road like smoke and fog dimmed together, and a stream of emerald and brilliant light flashed in the air...... It is fleeting, like a meteor, but it will never last long.

In an instant, it was like eternity.

Many people are wondering, can the brilliance of a moment become an eternal splendor?

The hazy sky suddenly went gray...... Rain, falling.

The rain of the summer night was cold and gloomy, and there seemed to be a vague fear in the dim clouds.

......

In the elegantly decorated and luxuriously decorated room, Ling Ning threw himself on the soft big bed.

Ning slept well this night, and in her mind, since she didn't forget to solve some netherworld events when she was on vacation, and even got the [secret response], Rin wouldn't be too ruthless even if she scolded herself!

Thinking like this, Ning, who was holding a new pillow, showed a faint smile and buried himself in the quilt.

In the second half of the night, she woke up.

"What's going on?"

Inside this house, a brilliant emerald glow came from the room next to him...... It was a breath of vitality that was so thick and intense that it was abnormal. This brilliant vitality is too bright, as if the vitality of a lifetime has been burned out in an instant, as if a flick of a finger has sublimated all of his own!

Ling Ning walked out of the room with doubts.

When she pushed open the door of Aoba's room, the whole room was enveloped in a thick layer of green light.

The emerald green brilliance was like a silkworm cocoon, wrapping Li Qingye's body in clusters.

The green leaves entwined by the green light were suspended in the air, and through the light cocoon, Ling Ning saw that the green leaves were numbly open, looking into the distance.

"......" Ning's face darkened, she stood at the door and did not speak, waiting quietly,

That thing...... It still happened.

Why, I don't understand......

Long

“...... She's still dead. ”

Aoba fell from mid-air, and she looked blankly at Ning who was standing on the side with a blank face.

At this time, the emerald green light has dissipated, and Aoba's clothes are decomposed by the vitality contained in the green light and returned to the air. Aoba's immature and naked body was exposed to the cold air, she didn't care, and looked at Ling Ning blankly.

"Hmm. Ning tore off a sheet and draped it over her slightly grown body.

"I'm going to go over and take a look. ”

"Good. ”

......

In the cold rain, a huge sycamore was placed in a section of the old playground, and a new sycamore stood in a position that did not belong to it. The sycamore trees had been cut off by their roots, and the huge canopy had been broken apart by chainsaws.

When the two Aoba arrived, there were still many workers working in the rain on the playground, and five huge excavators roared to work, and the willow trees fell around the old playground, and under the command of the foreman, they were replaced with new sycamore trees that still carried rain.

"Hey, don't come in, little ones. This is the construction site, don't mess around!"

"Get out of here, you're students here, go home, don't catch a cold in the rain!"

At the construction site, several team leaders came over and shouted.

Aoba ignored it and walked straight to the sycamore.

"If I don't leave, I'm about to catch up!" The team leader was furious when he saw that both of them ignored his meaning. He beckoned a few workers from five big and three rough to come over, and if the two girls didn't know each other again, he would have to drive them out. Really, which parent doesn't care about their children, they run out without an umbrella on a rainy day.

"Go aside, don't bother me now!"

Ling Ning, who had been following Aoba all the time, glared, and his originally ordinary eyes revealed an inhuman ferocity.

At this moment, her pitch-black pupils also glowed with different colors!

The middle-aged man trembled and turned pale.

At this time, he was like being targeted by some kind of ferocious beast, and he trembled unconsciously, and the two trembled. It is as if facing the natural enemies of one's own race, and it is like facing the absolutely irresistible natural calamity! It cannot be stopped, hindered, or looked directly at...... Leave, have to leave, it's dangerous!

Will die will die will die will die will die will die!!

Under Ling Ning's absolutely fierce aura, the crowd fled.

Standing in front of the severed roots, Aoba stayed for a long time.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the fine rain hit her, and the water vapor she picked up was like a thin veil.

Strands of hair stuck to Aoba's cheeks, and the rain blurred her eyes.

Cold...... Perhaps.

But......

Ling Ning didn't speak, and stayed quietly by his side.

"Na, Ning ......" looked at the green leaves of the broken wood and spoke.

"Well, I'm here. ”

"Is she dead?"

Ning didn't have anything to say, condensed the grand corpse qi that was rarely used in his body, and drew a pitch-black talisman in the air.

This sigil is suspended in the air, and the structure is not complicated.

Only two continuous lines are linked to each other, forming a pair of eyes that look at each other and have very different images.

For example, the opposition of yin and yang indicates the replacement of certain qualities.

Ling Ning pointed the talisman directly at the center of her eyebrows.

The horizon changed, and the ordinary sycamore exuded a trace of green brilliance, and the wisps of light were uncertain, and under the raindrops, they were like flames that would be extinguished at any time. The dryad was gone, and all that was left was the dregs of its burning life.

"It's dead. Aoba crouched in front of the plane tree and muttered. The villain who was originally shrouded in emerald brilliance has completely disappeared, and the fragmented sycamore leaves have long lost their vitality of emerald color, gray, and entwined with a strong sense of death.

"Hmm. ”

"Obviously I can survive,"

"Hmm. ”

"Obviously she just had someone to talk to"

"Hmm. ”

“...... Why did he die like this. ”

"Ning, you're very powerful, there should be a way to save her."

Ning stood beside her and shook her head gently: "There is no way, the roots are destroyed, dried up, and all life is scattered." I really can't help it. No matter how much I can help it suck in more life, I won't be able to save her corrupt body. She looked at the brightly lit night sky, and the glory of the recent past was gone, leaving only a moment of glory...... The tree spirit born in the sycamore, the moment she realized that she still couldn't get out of death after all, she burned all the demonic energy and all the vitality, and sublimated the emerald river that ran through the sky.

"That's what it is...... Her vitality?"

Aoba raised his hand, and in the hazy rain curtain, a faint layer of emerald color appeared on Aoba's hand.

"Well, it used to be. ”

Aoba fell silent, staring at the broken sycamore in front of him.

For a long time, she never spoke again.

"Aoba ......"

"Hmm"

"Let's go back. ”

"I ...... Unwilling. Aoba didn't stand up, she squatted in front of the plane tree and picked up a stump: "Death, so frightening, but so easy. It was only at noon that we spoke, and we made an agreement. ”

"Aoba......" Ning opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him.

......

"Ning, have you had enough?"

In the distance, around the corner of darkness, a phantom figure gradually walked out.

In the dim glow, she held a blue and ink-colored umbrella.

The gloomy atmosphere didn't affect at all, she seemed to be standing in the sun.

She bowed her head slightly, so that people could not see her face clearly, only one side was exposed, but the soft curves, like the white and tender complexion, were as beautiful as pearls. She just stood there silently, with the endless darkness of twilight behind her.

The environment seems to be infected, and the originally eerie rainy night becomes softer.

There is always an inexplicable sense of mystery in her body, and it seems that what accompanies her is always mysterious and unknown.

She glanced at the panicked Ning and shoved the umbrella in her hand into her hand.

"You, you have to remember to go home when your vacation is over. ”