The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the quiet banks of the Seine, and the golden-red spots of light jumped with the waves, and the silver steel forest was dyed with a wonderful red, like a shy maiden.

Imperial capital. Thousands of years ago, it was known as Paris, the most romantic city in the world. The Eiffel Tower, the majestic Arc de Triomphe, Notre-Dame Cathedral and the Louvre are some of the most famous architectural treasures of antiquity. Although in the smoke of war, most of the ancient civilizations of mankind have turned into dust. However, there are some things that have persisted, such as French, which is known as one of the most beautiful languages of mankind.

And those people living in the imperial capital seem to have followed the unique romantic style of Paris in ancient times, and even in this era that has been completely ruled by science and reason, they still have a romantic feeling. So here, you can still see a small amount of greenery growing at the feet of the Iron Tyrant, and there is still a swaying surface river flowing in the middle of the city, and there are people walking in groups along the riverside. Although technology has greatly increased the convenience of life, the people of the imperial capital still like real communication.

The last pale red hibiscus flowers fell and flowed down the slow-flowing Seine. The bright red sunset had completely fallen into the skyline of the Iron Forest, and only a few rays of golden red sunlight shone through the cracks in the forest. On the riverside, a slightly thin and thin figure stood alone. Looking up at the steel forest set off by the golden red sun, her shadow was stretched long and long in the afterglow. The slightest breeze ran down the river, playfully lifting her sideburns, which were illuminated by the setting sun. The long eyelashes curved slightly upward, and a pair of jet-black eyes were dyed the color of the setting sun. With a slightly raised face, he looked into the distance.

White lights lit up, and the edge of the steel forest was lit up with colorful neon lights that divided the edge of the ground and the night sky. Instead of a magnificent golden red, the surface of the river is replaced by a dazzling white spot. The streets have gradually become less crowded with pedestrians, and even in the imperial capital, there is nothing beautiful at night. Countless night sky patrol cars slowly flew out of the sky city, and the blue warning lights were like dazzling blue stars, whistling in the night sky.

The girl sighed softly and gently brushed her hair through her sideburns. There is no beauty in this night and the Seine, and naturally there is nothing to be nostalgic about, and it is time to go home. Delicate little leather boots gently tapped against the light gray tiles, and footsteps rippled in the night. Walk through the familiar steel forests, and detour through the alleys, always guided by white lights. Passing through several underground passages, the silver train has stopped here. Sitting in the back by the window, her face was carefree, quiet and beautiful.

The scenery outside the window began to recede, and the train left the station and entered the tunnel. Some familiar film and television dramas are holographically projected on the tunnel wall outside the window, and the people in the play are interpreting other people's stories, struggles, happiness or sadness. There was still not a trace of mood swings on her face. Site after site, some up and down, silent from one another. The individual's miniature mobile computer is their whole world, and they don't want to look up at this real but cold world. The train traveled a long, long way, but it didn't stop for a long time, and it was already at the end in a blink of an eye.

The train's wisdom brain patiently reminded the passengers on the train over and over again with that sweet and soft female voice that this was the last train of the day. There were not many passengers on the car, and on the other end of the carriage were a few fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys, whose eyes would look here from time to time. That gaze is not unfamiliar, I don't know when I started to go, there are always some such eyes haunting me. However, she didn't care. In that familiar gaze, I saw something else, and I had seen it more than once. It was still a few months before her twelfth birthday, but she could read it.

Zhi Nao's sweet voice is still patiently reminding the passengers and sending her warm wishes. There was not much left of the people in the car, and the boys chose to get out of the car after a few glances at her. Light music echoed throughout the station, and the girl still sat in the last row of the carriage by the window. Through the crystal window, she saw the hesitant figures of the boys at the exit of the station. The laser image of the train brain has been sitting quietly beside her, and it is a very good-looking female image. Around twenty years old, dressed as an anime beautiful girl, with a sweet and fresh smile.

"Yu Yao, what are you worried about today?" The concern of this voice made the girl's heart feel warm.

"It's still like that. Sister, you look so good today!" The girl's sweet smile melted the ice on her face, and even Zhi Brain was instantly eclipsed in front of her.

Two balls of red appeared on Zhi Nao's face, and he held his face with both hands, and his joy jumped. "Really? Hehe, how can there be ......" Then she was fascinated by the cute appearance of the little girl, and silently recorded this scene, and the news was instantly transmitted to a place tens of thousands of miles away.

Zhi Brain tilted his head, and the two claws of the laser swayed, "Do you want my sister to help you?" My sister is very familiar with the police uncle at the station, detain these bad boys for an hour or two, and when you get home safely, my sister will release them, okay?"

"Hehe, thank you, sister. No. It's not the first time I've encountered something like this, and besides, sister, you helped me get rid of this group, but I still have to face the rest myself. The girl pursed her lips helplessly, and straightened up her slightly wrinkled dark green trench coat, "Okay, sister." I'm leaving. See you tomorrow. ”

"Well, goodbye. Yuyao, stay safe. Watching the girl gradually walk out of the station, the laser image of Zhi Brain gradually transformed, and the lights of the station gradually dimmed.

There are shadows where the light doesn't shine, and rats in the shadows are huddled. Every moment of life is a test of survival, and you have to stay awake. Analyze your strengths and weaknesses sensibly and clearly, and use all the potential threats at your disposal. Don't hate, don't resent, that's a sign of weakness. The real strong are the ones who stop remorse before it hits, not the ones who take revenge after it hurts those things you want to protect.

Just like this confused night, there is a division of light and darkness, danger and safety are both at the same time. The lust for profit blinds their eyes with filth, the anger of the heart restricts their senses, and the cynic man regulates their hands and feet with madness. In front of a calm and rational thinker, they are all weakling, they are all imbecile dwarfs. But don't belittle, don't have mercy, because they're all bloodthirsty bats and they'll hurt you hard as soon as they get their chance.

The night was hazy, and the girl's figure was like a butterfly falling into a labyrinth, fluttering. Bypass alleyway after alleyway, past police booth after police booth. It seemed that every route was in her consideration, every pedestrian, every electronic eye, every triggered alarm sensor was in her consideration. The emotional changes of the follower, all possible situations and unknown dangers need to be considered, and the corresponding coping plan and the final retreat left for themselves should be clearly presented in the mind.

Walk through this dark alleyway and end this boring game. Enough is enough, a bunch of low-IQ villains who can't find a modicum of fun in them!

Under the light, the girl slowly walked out of the dark alleyway. The bustling city seems to have disappeared, going back thousands of years to the post-war era. But this is not a ruin, this is an ordinary residential area in the imperial capital. Dilapidated facilities, old buildings, even the lights are not continuous. However, there is an inexplicable sense of security here.

Looking back, where I couldn't see it, those rats were still struggling in the night, pathetic and hateful creatures. Looking up, the city in the sky, which covered half of the night sky, quietly endured the darkness of the night and the cold of the sky, where some people were drunk and dreamed of death.

The hydraulic release and the turbine pulls the gears. The alloy door slowly opened, and the dim and warm light made you feel a burst of relaxation, and you looked up and exhaled deeply. Melodious soft music plays, and the lunch box on the table has prepared a warm cup of vitamin hot water and a cheap United Nations-standard nutritional supplement. In the bathtub of the bathroom, the hot water at the right temperature has been placed, and the washed and air-dried and folded dressing gown is in the cabinet next to it.

My name is Yang Yuyao, and I live in the civilian area of the Imperial Capital Ground City. During the day, they study at a United Nations-standard second-class civilian college. Although I am of the right age to study the fifth or sixth grade of primary school, I have actually obtained my diploma from the National Upper Secondary School. Of course, in order not to let many people look at me like a monster, I have to wait at least four or three years for my bachelor's degree. At that time, I thought that I was no longer in the imperial capital, but because I should be in the ninth district of Asia, waiting for my fate and the person who fate had arranged for me.

The woman who smiled softly forever had turned into a bright red on the way to escape and spread in her memory. The man of anger, despair and endless sorrow is still moving forward, and he vows to let the world give him an account for her. And I, it seems, are superfluous. It doesn't seem superfluous, the fatherly love that there is, those who think I don't know how to protect secretly. I know, I'm important. Because my IQ of more than 300 is the source of his entanglement and pain. Fate, like dominoes. When the first domino falls, all this is unstoppable, and whether you want it or not, the inevitable hidden in the accident will definitely happen.

Ten years later, I no longer believe in fairy tales. In that warm red, I ended my childhood early and said goodbye to all warmth. In order to protect those things that are still worthy of my protection, I have to live well every moment, only then can I have the ability to protect those things that I want to protect.

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