"By the way, brother, I'll tell you a story."

Wei Ji was still digesting Wei Rong's last sentence, and before he could react, Wei Rong's voice sounded again.

"Brother, look out the window."

Wei Ji followed her gaze and looked out the car window, his pupils suddenly dilated.

Outside the window, it was no longer the lush red pine forest.

The train was speeding through the vast ice field, and the plain white and bluish ice covered the mountains that pierced the sky, and the sky was a rich red color, and the rain was pouring down, and every drop of water was bright red, flowing down the window.

At the top of that ice peak, a giant dragon lay silently, its wings hanging down to the bottom of the mountain, and the thick blood stained the entire ice peak.

Crowds of people were climbing up the dragon's wings, and those who had climbed to the top surrounded the dragon's head, and they nailed sharp iron cones to the dragon's skull, and struck the tail of the iron cone with great difficulty, and every time they drilled a hole, white slurry gushed out like a fountain, and in a moment it evaporated into a rich white gas, and those people cheered and shouted for joy.

"Nidhogg, King of the Black Dragon, was killed on his throne thousands of years ago. , his throne was the mountain that was forever covered in snow and ice, and his killer placed his huge body on the top of the mountain, his wings hanging down to the foot of the mountain. ”

"His blood flowed down like magma, staining the whole mountain red, melting the snow and ice, and carrying the blood-colored vapor up to the sky, turning into dark red clouds and raining bright red. His killers rejoiced in the rain, and they hailed that day as a 'new era'. Wei Rong said softly.

Wei Ji listened to the sound of the hammer hitting the tail of the iron cone in the distance outside the window, and his eyes were full of shock.

"You've seen it with your own eyes?"

"No, we're dead before that." Wei Rong smiled.

But Wei Ji felt that this smile was so sad.

"It seems that there is really an afterlife, we will meet again." Wei Ji comforted.

"I don't know, maybe there is." Wei Rong whispered, "Brother, the story I want to tell is not just this scene, there is another thing, it happened before this. ”

Wei Rong said slowly: "The ancestors of the human race faced the most intelligent and powerful dragon clan of the century, and their enemies still held the power of life and death. In that war, the probability of human beings winning was less than 1 in 100,000, but they still won in the end, and this victory was like a fairy tale. ”

"Do you want to explain to me why we won?" Wei Ji said.

"No, they won, we lost." Wei Rong said something very mindless.

"What do you mean? Are we dragons? ”

It's human civilization now, right, if I lose, then I'm a dragon? Wei Rong's words somewhat subverted the three views that Wei Ji had cultivated in the past eighteen years......

"No, I mean, brother, the humans have won, the dragons have lost, you and I, we, have also lost." Wei Rong's expression was calm, "The reason why a fairy tale is a fairy tale is because it is full of dreams and its story. ”

"Brother, after this war, we perished for a thousand years, and the dragon clan was destroyed because of this."

"And all of this is because the king who holds the authority shakes his heart because of something called 'emotion'. So, brother, no matter what time it is, don't be bound by feelings. ”

"Enduring thousands of years of silence, just to satisfy my sister's naïve fantasies, it's really like a fairy tale."

There was an indescribable pathos in Wei Rong's voice.

It's like, sad ...... millennia.

Wei Ji's heart stagnated, and he also became sad.

Outside the window, there was still a thick sea of blood, the blood stained the whole sky, there was only one black, the dragon was lying quietly on the ice peak, the people shouted and the sky was shaken, and the crowd cheered......

"The train is almost there."

"Brother, goodbye."

……

Wei Ji opened his eyes and found that he was lying on the sofa, covered with a blanket, and his movements were slightly indecent.

My face was a little uncomfortable, it felt a little tight, and there was a feeling of dryness.

Wei Ji yawned, rubbed his face, felt a lot more comfortable, and looked across the long table.

Professor Mance didn't know where they went, and all they could hear was the "clang" of the train and the wind outside the window.

Faintly feeling that there was someone around him, Wei Ji turned his head sideways, and sure enough, by the window of the train, a man with black hair in a school uniform was quietly looking out of the window.

Don't think about it, just at a glance, Wei Ji knew that it was Chu Zihang.

Wei Ji lifted the blanket, got up, and then followed Chu Zihang's gaze and looked out the window.

The sun is shining, the trees are receding rapidly, and outside the window is a vigorous green, a beautiful day.

"Awake?" Chu Zihang turned his head to look at Wei Ji.

"Well, how long did I sleep?" Wei Ji was in a trance, everything just now was just a dream?

"About half an hour." Chu Zihang replied, his face suddenly showed hesitation, and he didn't know whether to say something or not.

Wei Ji noticed Chu Zihang's strange appearance and asked, "Professor Mance, where did they go?" Did something happen? ”

"Professor Mance, they went next door." Chu Zihang was still a little hesitant.

Wei Ji really couldn't stand Chu Zihang's twisting and pinching appearance: "If you have something to say, Chu Zihang, how can you still be your mother-in-law." ”

"Just as Professor Mance was speaking, you suddenly dozed off...... Then, I'll get you a blanket. ”

"Thank you for you, is it necessary to do this kind of thing?" Wei Ji didn't care, but he did sleep well this time.

"No, I'm going to say that you fell asleep before I got you a blanket."

Chu Zihang's tone was calm, and he returned to his paralyzed appearance, as if he was controlling his expression.

Can't you hit a straight ball? When did Chu Zihang like to talk nonsense so much?

"Too sleepy and fell asleep, can't you? It's normal to be tired after a long day of running. Wei Ji waved his hand, very disdainful.

"Well, you're really tired, and you can't wake up no matter how you scream." Chu Zihang nodded and continued, "You have been crying since you fell asleep, crying all the time, and crying, well, so loud." ”

Chu Zihang saw someone crying with his eyes closed for the first time, but he still fell asleep and cried, and he couldn't wake up when he shouted...... Chu Zihang also changed a few blankets......

Professor Mance wanted to wake up Wei Ji, and Masashi Toyama wanted to give him psychological counseling, but no matter how much they shouted, they couldn't wake up......

"Professor Mance, they saw that you were sleeping very hard, and they didn't want to disturb you, and then they went out together, and I am here to take care of you and prevent you from having an accident."

Yes, there was one person who was crying profusely, how could everyone in the carriage be embarrassed to stay on......

It's just a not very serious speech, and I cried like this, Wei Ji, you are really temperamental!

Chu Zihang slandered in his heart, but his face was still sinking like water, and the ancient well was not wavering.

Wei Ji seemed to feel a voice ringing from the bottom of his heart, filling his eardrums.

Heartbreak sounds......