Late at night.

In the office of the technical department, the professor named Jessica still sat in her place, so still that if it weren't for the pen she was holding and still "rustling" on the paper, one might think that her posture hadn't changed in hundreds of years—stiff and old.

The silver-white hair was neatly combed, and the clothes on his body were still the same as they were decades old.

Time stopped in her in the most stereotypical image, and she seemed to be unaware of it, or she was deeply immersed in it, and she had long been accustomed to it.

A gust of wind blew suddenly.

It's a particularly strange thing that wind can appear in this enclosed room.

Jessica still didn't react, letting the impatient wind blow the bookcase to shake, and the unpressed pages flew around—

Like a prelude to a storm, approaching from all directions of the black hole.

No one can stop you......

Sand.

But the moment he touched Jessica, all the preludes to the so-called storm, the wind and the breath of danger disappeared in an instant, like a dream dissipating and sinking into the sea-

"......" Jessica only then looked up until she saw a petite figure.

The goldfinch's late-night visit does not seem peaceful, even a little weird.

She wore a cloak that was too large for her, her small face seemed to be "buried" in the hood, and when she looked up, a few strands of blonde hair stuck to her pale cheeks, and a gray mist flashed in her not-so-dazzling golden eyes.

Jessica looked at her, not knowing that she would be visiting today.

Although she felt that sooner or later there would be a meeting between them.

——

"What shall I say, 'Long time no see,' or ......'What's the matter?' Jessica looked at the Golden Finch, her tone still in the same old-fashioned tone, "Cialis." ”

The name doesn't seem to matter much to the goldfinch anymore, and the casual mention of it doesn't make her feel a little flustered - but it seems that because the person who mentioned the name is Jessica, she is slightly in a trance.

She had been in a trance so many times today that she thought she was being swallowed by memories again.

“...... It's really nostalgic. She whispered.

"Will you miss it. ”

"Yes. "At that time, the Anlimont Academy was a real miracle, at least an untalented student like me was able to learn something in this academy, instead of now, only escape and privilege." ”

"......," Jessica was briefly silent, "...... Do you really think so. ”

The goldfinch slowly removed his hood—

Jessica's eyes fell on her tightly, and for a long time, she let out a long sigh: "What do you look like...... In the past 28 years, there has really been no change at all. ”

"Oh, that's not the point. But the goldfinch didn't care.

"——The existence of eternal life can only be the Holy Dragon. Jessica's eyes changed, "Even if you're already Santa Fes, you've been named Miracle, but that's ......"

"It's the same as Wells, right?"

Goldfinch's words left Jessica speechless.

Jessica seems to want to create some kind of serious, or intimidating, environment.

But it was shattered by the goldfinch in an instant.

"I still remember that my sister and I had just entered the school, she was a genius in the theory department, and I was an unknown person in the technology department. Goldgarnet looked at Jessica, and looked up at the painting—

Did Jessica show it to her on purpose, or did she show it to Shure?

"Wells and Lajor, it was ...... Sixth-year?The students of Amlimond Academy, who suffered the disaster of twenty-eight years ago, if they were still alive, would remember them? "I could only glimpse one of them at that time, and more often than not, like everyone else, as a bystander, and because that person was my sister, I was like a mouse in the corner...... Needless to say, I'm just an ordinary person. ”

"......" Jessica looked at her with deep eyes, "you...... Have you ever resented it?"

"Why. Goldfinch asked rhetorically.

......

Who knows?

The goldfinch only remembered that he was actually like many little girls, stepping into the academy called miracles, looking at those fresh faces, and engaging in research-

The intelligent and beautiful sister joined that research group, and it was bound to wipe out the Dark Shadow Clan from the continent once and for all—that was their ideal at the time. That ideal still seems empty today, only to the extent of the so-called fantasy. But the difference between then and now is that people in the past would do it, and now people are just trying to get something out of it.

"Professor Jessica. Goldfinch sighed softly, "You have retired now because of a long, painful ...... Guilty, right?"

Nobody thought it would be like this-

Some say Jessica is too tough to break with the top and not be reused, others say she is too proud to get involved in the rotten top.

Only the goldfinch knew that it was because of guilt.

"Your most valued student—the miracle who came out of the little eastern mountain village and became the Miracle Wells of Santa Fes—until he mercilessly slaughtered his former classmates and professors at Amlimond Academy, from the time he killed the Holy Dragon Jock, from the time he destroyed a dozen villages in the southern forest, from the time he killed my sister, from the ......" Goldfinch paused, "you have nothing to do with it all. ”

No one is innocent.

"You're right. Jessica should have looked shocked or remorseful, but no, still like a rusty seed, the pendulum couldn't swing a bit, "I have no right to interfere with all this, and when the truth comes, I will have to take responsibility for it." ”

"But you've been hiding here for more than twenty years. The goldfinch didn't reproach, but his tone was calm, "However, I don't know what you're going to do, and that's none of my business—"

"So you know about Hit's project, and you don't have any opinions. Jessica said suddenly.

That project is actually the same as the one more than 20 years ago.

The original trio didn't finish the one.

"Let's just say that. The Plantagenet paused, but he hadn't thought of it.

"It seems that the reason why you didn't look for me before was not because of anger at me, but because of ...... You don't want to care about me at all?" the corners of Jessica's mouth lifted slightly, almost negligible.

It was a wry smile, a sneer, or a sarcastic laugh.

"Yes, so you can guess that I came to you for something I must have asked you for, and at the same time—I have no intention of negotiating. Goldfinch took a few steps forward, looking no different from the expression just now, "Professor Jessica, there is one thing you must be clear, I admit that the biggest difference and the only purpose between me at the beginning and me now is just ......"

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