Chapter Twenty-Six: A Meteor Has Come
The man and woman on the screen are definitely at the level of a golden boy and a girl, the man looks at the girl with love in his eyes, the girl gently snuggles in the man's arms, full of affection, just a glance makes people feel that this is a pair of lovers who love each other deeply.
Qin Nuo didn't know how he left, even Wang Lun beside him didn't know how Qin Nuo left, Wang Lun, who was desperately explaining to Qin Nuo, felt that he might just blink his eyes, and Qin Nuo disappeared in front of his eyes out of thin air.
In an instant, Wang Lun felt shocked into a cold sweat, he was so powerful that he didn't even find out how Qin Nuo left, how strong was this Qin Nuo.
Wang Lun had to tell Qin Feng about this, Qin Nuo was back, but now his mood was a little wrong.
On the bustling streets, people come and go, a figure always appears suddenly, stops for a long time and then disappears suddenly without warning, and there is always a poster where this figure stops, a man and a woman, a pair of lovers.
Someone would always notice, but after the man rubbed his eyes, he thought it was an illusion, because the speed of teleportation was not even possible with the god of war.
Qin Nuo kept walking around the city, looking for traces of Qin Mo's life in the city, looking for the bits and pieces she had left behind in the past few years, and seeing if there were still traces of him in it.
But Qin Nuo searched for a long time and didn't find what he wanted, to be precise, he didn't know what he was looking for, he just looked for it blindly, or he didn't want to admit something in his heart.
But the result disappointed him, all the hot topics in this city are the three gods of war and the idols of humans, the perfect combination, the natural couple, 'Nanmo Love'. Under the aura of the god of war, Qin Mo and Qin Nan became the idols of the humans in Linlang City.
And Qin Nuo suddenly felt as if he had been forgotten by the world, by his relatives, the people he cared about the most.
At some point, snowflakes fell in the sky, sparkling one by one in the setting sun, and the whole sky was bright and shining, as if it had fallen a meteor shower.
The people in the streets stopped one after another, looked up at the wonders of nature, and sighed that some girls with outstanding qualifications danced in the snow, like a group of dancing elves, indescribably lively, and won a lot of applause.
The snow slowly fell heavier and heavier, and a thin layer slowly accumulated on the road, I don't know if it was the silence brought by the falling snow, or people couldn't bear to step on these white falling snow, and gradually there were fewer people on the streets, and then I could only vaguely see a few people, hurriedly walking by.
The Temple of the God of War in Linlang City, built two years ago, is the largest building in Linlang City, and it is also the holy place of Linlang City, because it is the hero of mankind and the guardian of Linlang City that lives there.
At this time, because of a news brought by Wang Lun in this hall, several people's gas engines were a little chaotic, causing some glass and crystal products in the hall to shatter, and these precious things did not attract the attention of the people in the hall at all, and one of them was a little incoherent because of excitement, "You, what you said, yes, is it true? My fourth brother is back." There was a pair of lovers holding hands in the main hall, but when the woman heard the news, as if she was greatly frightened, she instantly let go of the hand she was holding, and looked at the man with a little pale face with a look of horror.
The atmosphere in the main hall was a little heavy for a while, and it didn't take long for the girl to look at everyone in the main hall with a firm look in her eyes, "Don't you all go, let me go alone, okay?" As he spoke, he turned to look at the man who was a little pale next to him, under the woman's gaze, the man nodded slightly, and then the woman walked out of the hall lightly, and the man sat on the ground as if he had been drained of all his strength, and the other people looked at the man sitting on the ground with a complicated face, but they couldn't say a word.
The sky has been dark, the streets of Linlang City have already been paved with a layer of white carpet, the street lamps on the side of the street emit a soft yellow light, the sky snowflakes keep falling, when falling into the range of the light, suddenly appeared, flashing a little crystal white light, like a dream slowly falling, like a group of pure elves mistakenly descended to the mortal dust, the filthy red dust is also decorated with holiness.
Under the light, the man sat on the side of the road, covered with a layer of white, like a sculpture sitting there motionless, if it were not for the exhaled air, people would think that he was frozen to death.
And the man maintained a posture, one hand stretched out, just sat there quietly, covered with a layer of white, but there was not a single snowflake on the outstretched hand, only the outstretched hand, the palm of the hand stretched out upward, the index finger stretched out, and there were snowflakes gently falling on the fingertips, but it melted immediately in the next moment, and the melted snow water with a trace of coldness, flowing through the palm of the index finger, and finally converged into a drop, dripping on the white ground.
'I will melt your cold appearance with warmth, let you reveal the tenderness of your heart, turn into a drop of uniqueness, and lock me up gently, but I will not give you any shackles, so that you can flow freely in my palm, when you flow all over my palm, I feel that it can no longer hold you, whether to go or stay is all up to you, because I have given you freedom from the beginning!'
The sky kept falling with snowflakes, one by one, as if all the meteors were coming at this moment, just to say to some people, 'Hope, there will still be it, it's just how you look at it.'" ’
A meteor swept through the sky, and the instantaneous light seemed to bring some influence to these snowflakes, making them more crystal clear and transparent.
'As long as you can be happy, why should I care who you are with, I just have to remember that there was a shooting star that crossed by and ignited its brightest light in my life, although it was short-lived, at least it came. ’
Qin Nuo didn't know how long he had been sitting here, until a figure stood in front of him, and then the snow was not falling, a pair of white boots gradually pulled back Qin Nuo's focus, a familiar smell, so that Qin Nuo could no longer suppress the inner thoughts, and what caught his eyes when he looked up was indeed the familiar cheeks.
Before Qin Nuo could speak, a familiar voice came over first, "Hmph, Brother Qin Nuo didn't come back to visit Xiao Mo, but here to enjoy the snow alone, isn't Xiao Mo as beautiful as these snowflakes?" The girl tried very hard to make her voice the same as before, but no matter how hard she tried, even she could hear a trace of change in this voice, and the crisp voice was mixed with a hint of mature charm.
Even he could hear the changes in this voice, not to mention that the man in front of him who was most familiar with him should be said to be the most familiar with the previous self.
The girl stood in front of the boy nervously, holding a transparent umbrella in her hand, looking at the boy in front of her, she wanted to throw away the umbrella and throw herself into his arms tightly, but she didn't dare, she didn't know if she was worthy of his arms now.
The boy listened to the familiar voice, just this sentence made him stay there completely, she didn't blame herself for missing the appointment, she didn't blame herself for leaving her alone here to wait alone, there was just a trace of luxury, hoping that she would be able to visit her immediately after she returned, and the care that she tried to hide in the naughty words could not be concealed.
Unable to control his inner emotions anymore, he stood up and hugged the girl in front of him tightly, and his four arms tightly wrapped around his two bodies.
More than anything, I don't want to see you wronged, even if it's a slightest. ’