"I think she seems to have misunderstood something..."Song Yan looked at the poetry of Yucheng who ran away crying, and only felt that his head was big...

"Come on..."Song Yan restarted the time again, this time he didn't care what Shile said, he just closed the window and left. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's quite detailed..."Yucheng Haoshi was confused by Song Yan's actions, and after thinking for a long time, he finally judged that although this brother-in-law's attitude towards him seemed to be very unfriendly, he was still worried about what happened to him.

He pushed his wheelchair to the window, looked at the free birds, and lost focus for a moment.

As a disabled person, he has suffered a lot of sarcasm, ridicule and white eyes in the past two years at school, on the road.

Even the well-meaning care of people seemed to him an ironic sympathy ...

He had had enough of it for a long time, so he could only vent his anger on his sister every day.

But my sister has now found a home, and this brother-in-law seems to be very good...

My sister should be very happy with him...

He picked up the family photo that he had just dropped on the ground, and looked at himself pulling his sister's skirt in the middle...

She's taken care of me for fourteen years...

So, with my life, I will give you a free spring...

Yusei Hiroshi held the family photo and opened the window.

This wheelchair has trapped me for two years, and I can finally fly freely for once...

With a divine smile, Yusei Hiroshi threw himself into the air.

By the river, listening to the gurgling water, the two sat down, and for a while, they were silent.

It's a bit noisy today...

"Would you like to hear my story?" Cheng Shile suddenly asked.

Song Yan nodded.

Kinai is a big surname in Tokyo, not because of the large population, but because of the high status of the family.

Shiraku's father was the president of a club, and his mother was a senior leader of a large group.

Cheng Shile has lived a life since he was a child, but the only thing missing is the love of his parents.

Her parents would often come home when she was one or two years old, but after the birth of her younger brother, the careers of both parents began to flourish, so the two siblings who were born with a golden spoon basically became left-behind children.

From childhood to adulthood, the two of them haven't seen their parents a few times a year, except for the nanny who is a security guard, even if the school holds a parent-teacher conference, they are all housekeepers.

She always thought that it would be nice if her parents could accompany her often, and she thought that this wish was so far away, but one day, a passing god heard her appeal.

Parents are no longer busy with their affairs, but spend every day with their children, traveling, visiting parks, tutoring homework...

It was at this time that the family photo was taken.

But the good times didn't last long, and my father's club began to fall into trouble for power and profit because of the leaderless dragons, and then the successor boss was worried about the prestige of the previous president, so he sent a killer to assassinate him...

The midnight moonlight shone on the earth, and the cool breeze blew at will, making the atmosphere of the whole riverside seem quiet and warm.

As if he was asking Song Yan, he seemed to be muttering: "If I hadn't made that wish at that time, would my family still be as happy as before?" ”

"If I had gone back earlier, wouldn't the tragedy have happened?"

Song Yan squinted his eyes and listened to the whole story, and understood everything at once.

Although he didn't say it because he had concerns about forming a poem, the god who could make people's wishes come true should be Kewpie.

In other words, is it a magical girl to form a poetic music?

"Xiao Qi, why did you never tell me?" Song Yan asked secretly.

"It's the master, you said that you don't need superpowers to help you when chasing this girl..."Xiao Qi replied.

Song Yan was silent...

"The past is over, and the future will be faced together, okay?" Song Yan said and took the hand that formed the poem.

It's a little cold, and I'm still shivering slightly.

Shile nodded hesitantly, her entire cheek flushed with a blush in the moonlight.

Song Yan was a little moved, and his face slowly leaned over.

Shile was cramped for a long time, and finally closed her eyes.

Song Yan got closer and closer, and even felt the fluff on Shile's skin, and there was a trace of warmth...

Jingle bells...

The phone rang suddenly, and the already shy Shile jumped away, and then took out his mobile phone: "I, I'll answer the phone..."

Song Yan nodded.

Then I heard a dull voice on the other side of the phone ring: "This is the Takihara Public Security Bureau, I am the criminal police four-eyed, may I ask if you are the sister of the great history of the formation of poetry?" ”

Listening to the news on the other side of the phone, the rosy on his face gradually faded, and finally turned pale...

"How so?" Song Yan, who was eavesdropping throughout the whole process, was also a little dazed, obviously closed the window, and he didn't quarrel with Cheng Haoshi...

"Time..."

"Master, forget it..."Xiao Qi interrupted Song Yan's ability to use.

"Why, I went back in time to save him?" Song Yan asked.

"Don't forget the setting of this world... Every time you go through a reincarnation, the cause and effect on a person will become heavier..."Xiao Qi said: "The reason why you turn back time is that salvation has formed a vast history, so every time you reincarnate, there is more cause and effect in him, and by now, he is basically a mortal person, no matter how you save..."

"How so?" Song Yan was a little unconvinced.

"If the first death of the great history can be said to be an accident, then the next few times will get closer and closer to deliberate. Especially this time, he committed suicide..."Xiao Qi explained.

"How so?" Song Yan frowned: "What about Shile?" Song Yan came back to his senses at this time, only to find that Shile was no longer visible.

Downstairs in the apartment, although it was late at night, it was illuminated by the moonlight and the headlights of the police.

"The deceased was preliminarily determined to have committed suicide...", the medical examiner explained to Yusei Shiraku, "and looking at the expression of the deceased, he died peacefully..."

"How is that possible!" Shile recalled Hiroshi's angry roar when he went out: "If you dare to leave, I will die for you..."

It must be himself, he must have committed suicide because of himself...

"Shile, are you okay?" Song Yan ran a few steps, and finally arrived at the scene, he wanted to comfort Shile quickly.

However, Shile took a few steps back in the face of his outstretched hand.

"What's wrong, Shirak?" Song Yan looked at Shile's expression and instinctively felt that something was wrong.

"Sure enough, I'm a monster, Broom Star..."Shile took a few steps back, then turned into a rainbow light and soared into the sky...

Song Yan was about to catch up when he saw this, but was grabbed by the policeman standing next to him: "That's your girlfriend?" Why did she fly all of a sudden? Is she a deity? ”

"How the do I know!" Song Yan kicked the policeman away, and then flew up...

But in the sky, there is no longer the shadow of poetry.

Where, where?

Song Yan released his spiritual power without any scruples, and then saw Kewpie squatting on the roof of the building not far away, as well as a bright white ring beside Kewpie.

"You're not dead!" Kewpie stretched out his hand and threw the ring over, and the ring quickly deformed and increased during the flight, and when it arrived in front of Song Yan, it had already turned into a robot more than one person tall...

"It's you again!" Song Yan shouted angrily: "Damn Kewpie, do you think the same move will still be useful for me if you use it twice?" ”

"I already know the limits of your abilities, you can't break the specially built combat robots on our planet at all!" Kewpie replied calmly.

Song Yan pursed his lips disdainfully, and then time stood still!

He took the robot into the space.

It couldn't be easier to fit a robot in the space that can hold tens of thousands of bombs.

"When did you have the ability to space and space!" Kewpie asked, still in that tone.

Song Yan quickly approached Kewpie and lifted it up: "You have a way to find the magical girls in the city, tell me to form a poem!" ”

"I'm sorry, but the poetry doesn't exist anymore," Kewpie replied lightly.

"How is that possible!" Song Yan didn't believe it.

"You know that magical girls will become witches when they are desperate," Kewpie replied.

"How could she?" Song Yan was full of disbelief...

"In fact, she's the most powerful magical girl I've ever seen except for Madoka, and it's the first time I've seen this magical girl who can use magic without changing her body for thousands of years..."Kewpie added: "The power she generated when she was desperate is enough to increase the entropy of the universe for hundreds of years..."

Song Yan was stunned: "What do you mean?" ”

"She's the strongest magical girl now, and when she becomes a witch, she should be the strongest!" Cupi replied.

Magical girls will become witches after despair, so the witch on the witch's night will be a magical girl when she is alive?

"Turn back time!" Song Yan raised his arm, but he was surprised to find that the ability did not take effect!

"This witch has already been inflicted too much karma on other space-time powerhouses, so your plane is no longer effective against her!" Cupi said.

"Master..."Xiao Qi suddenly ran out: "Forget it, I feel a very strong breath of fate..."

"Impossible!" Song Yan clenched his fists: "There must be another way!" ”

Song Yan only felt that it was dark in front of him, and a robot had appeared in front of him.

Look at the space again, where is the shadow of this robot?

"This robot is quantum-state, as long as the coordinates are set, even if you send it to another universe, he will return in an instant..."Cupy said lightly: "I don't want to fight with you, but for things that you can't do anything about, I hope you don't interfere!" ”

Song Yan's dazed was only for a moment, and soon he had a way...

recalled Ba Mamei, what no longer increases the entropy of the universe, what does this have to do with Song Yan?

As long as Madoka makes the wish she should have made, the once desperate person will naturally be resurrected, and the poetry will naturally return...

Song Yan sighed, but in the end, he didn't change anything...

Looking at the battle between Xiao Meiyan and Cheng Shile, as well as the naïve but firm dream of the cute Madoka on the side, Song Yan was suddenly a little moved...

He had the feeling that he had been taught a good lesson in this world.

After the new rain in Tokyo, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl walked out of a store with a small child.

"Haoshi, I can't buy it anymore, you've spent all my money!" The girl said.

"Obviously you spend the most on books!" Xiao Haoshi was dissatisfied with the resistance.

"Oh? Then I won't take you out to play in the future! The woman laughed.

Haoshi grabbed his sister in horror: "Ah, don't..."

The two of them laughed and suddenly stopped.

Cheng Shile looked at the young man in front of him who was looking at her fixedly, and asked hesitantly: "Anon, do I know you?" ”

The boy shook his head: "You don't know me, but I know you..."

"I owe you something..."

"Huh?" Yucheng Shile thought blankly: "Is there one?" ”

Song Yan nodded, then hugged the girl fiercely and kissed her...

I don't know why Yusei Hiroshi, who is many years younger, looked at all this blankly, and then clapped his hands with a smile...