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Chapter 490: Everything Will Be Returned to You (2)

You are getting more and more beautiful, I want to get you more and more, I want to go on with you for the rest of my life, even if I am friends for life.

What is it that pulls reality into such a terrible distortion, or is it actually wrong in the first place. You and I can't escape each other's bonds, is it really that important to have a bloodline or a family?

- I'm Roland Altiant, are you Morrow?

- Why are you kneeling here?

Her little face was delicate and cute, not like an angel in the blood clan, and she tried to raise her little face to look at his face, but the book above her head fell in response.

In fact, the first time I saw you, I caused you to receive ten more lashes.

You hugged your shoulders, trembling slightly, tears welled up little by little, but they never fell, I swore that if one day I had the ability, I would never let you suffer like this again.

- Hmm, why do you do everything so well?

She looked up at the sky and said softly.

- I don't seem to be as good as you in anything.

- Adults never praised me.

She was sad and disappointed, and there was a little hope in her eyes.

- If I want to surpass you, will adults praise me?

- Roland, will you always be with me?

Her gentle fingertips ran over his wound, and that gentleness replaced pain, and she spoke softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

When we were beaten together, when we treated each other's wounds, it hurt so much, but it was also the happiest time in my life in the past 300 years.

He remembered that on every snowy day in Ales, she was thrown to the ground again and again, her clothes were torn and embarrassed, and she sat on the ground, "I'm really a piece of waste, am I?" ”

He remembered every time she looked up, every time she was stubborn, she remembered her smile, she remembered her sadness and disappointment.

His mind was full of her staggered faces, and he desperately remembered every moment he had been with her.

"Roland, Ales is nothing more than a cage to me, but you are my lamp, the only person I have here to remember." You told me so, but I was the one who hurt you in the end.

The familiar voice turned into a heart-rending cry, and for a moment Roland seemed to have traveled back to reality from memory, and the voice outside the window became louder and louder, "Roland! No! Rowland! I don't blame you! Please, Roland, don't do this. ”

But it was like some kind of firm belief that Adler had given him a second life, and he only wanted to give it back to Morro.

Even if I live, how am I going to face you, after so much deception and sorry.

The tongue of fire licked every part of the mansion, burning the marriage room that had only existed for a few days, and the fire danced in Roland's blue eyes, everything was burning. The curtains were connected to the curtains, the curtains were connected to the beds, and the fire soon surrounded him, and he stared at the curtains that were burning without any hesitation, and the silver dagger pierced his chest and heart, and the fire would burn everything clean, including himself.

If I really want to start over with you, I won't choose Altiante, I'll choose Ales.

The only time I chose the wrong choice, but this time I definitely didn't choose the wrong one.

This fire will burn everything clean and leave nothing behind.

All I can leave to you is a clean Ales, without my Ales.

You'll never see me again, Morrow.