Under the decaying moonlight, Yan Qirui's eyes were lit up.

He opened his mouth, as if to ask something, but in the end he just smiled gratefully, "Thank you." ”

He hesitated and said, "You, please take care of yourself." ”

He seems to think that Ling Chan will also be threatened? Ling Chan smiled and waved her hand, "Goodbye!" ”

Although there will be some bumps in the road, there is hope for the road ahead.

……

Ling Chan said goodbye to Yan Qirui and walked on the road alone.

The white light of the street lamps is steady on, illuminating the wide avenue.

But there are always some dark alleys that don't shine brightly.

On both sides of the road, the dazzling sunlight is not shining, hidden in the dark.

Ling Chan heard a faint low sobbing voice from the alley.

Ling Chan didn't plan to be nosy, but this timbre ...... She always felt familiar.

She immediately stepped up and walked over there, and asked in a loud voice, "Is there anyone here?" ”

In the corner, a child in a school uniform, with his hands on his knees, curled up pitifully, his back trembling, crying silently.

She looked dirty, with her head buried, her spine bowed like a full moon, and she trembled slightly.

Ling Chan sighed.

She reached out and said in as gentle a voice as she could, "Are you okay?" Is there any discomfort in the body? ”

The high school student shivered, and it took a long time to get his head out of his knees.

Her hair was bulldozed, and her round skull was quite a sign of length.

There are several red marks on it that were accidentally drawn.

Ling Chan's eyebrows folded again and again, "Don't move." ”

She took out a pack of disinfectant alcohol wipes from the police station and wiped her beautiful round head clean.

She frowned and said softly, "What's the matter?" Why are you crying here alone? ”

"Such a beautiful little girl, if she doesn't come home when it's dark, will her parents be worried?"

Half-loud, the high school student said, "...... I don't have a dad and my mom won't let me go home. ”

The voice was low, a little hoarse, but I could tell it was a boy.

Ling Chan said from a different angle: "Your head is very round and beautiful, and my mother must be very careful to give you such a round head to sleep." ”

“…… No, mom didn't bother to work too me. ”

It sounded so miserable, Ling Chan kept working hard, "Your hair is very clean!" If my mother hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have been able to do what I am now, right? ”

The round head lifted its head, revealing a doll-like face.

The fair skin seems to be glowing, the facial features are three-dimensional and delicate, and the contours are very deep, especially the pair of turquoise eyes, which are like a lake like an emerald lake.

…… queen。

Originally...... He also lives in this neighborhood?

The boy whispered, "My mother cut my hair, and she doesn't like my hair, and I don't like it either." ”

“…… You're right, my mother still likes me in her heart. ”

…… It's also pathetic.

Ling Chan's thoughts were mixed, and she suddenly understood why the queen treated her differently, and even used her life to pave the way for Ling Chan.

No matter how she searched Feng Lingchan's memory, she couldn't find a picture of the intersection between the two.

It turned out that their first encounter happened in Ling Chan's future.

The reunion in the queen's heart is a reunion for Ling Chan.

Ling Chan sighed heavily.

It's just a comfort, two wet wipes, but is it worth the queen's life in return?

Ling Chan couldn't find an answer.

"Thank you." The boy in front of him thanked him in a low voice, and even had some faint hoarse trembling.

"It's a gesture." Ling Chan bent her eyes and smiled gently: "You are very good, there is no need to listen to other people's nonsense, mixed-race children are not inferior, black hair and black eyes are not a big deal, you look prettier than everyone else, aren't you?" ”

“…… Well. ”

Ling Chan thought for a while, and suddenly asked him, "You say...... Why do you call a girl by her name? King, or Queen, which one would you prefer? ”

The boy lowered his eyes and said softly, "I have a name." ”

Ling Chan coughed and whispered, "I'm sorry, maybe my question is a little presumptuous, if you mind, you can not answer." ”

“queen。”

The boy lowered his eyes and whispered, "Queen." ”

"Why?" Ling Chan asked.

“…… The name suits me better. The queen raised her eyes, and her young, childish face was soft and delicate, and no one had any doubt that she was a girl.

He wants to be the same gender as his mother, he doesn't want to be a boy.

If it's a girl, his classmates at school won't taunt him, and if it's a girl, his mother will like him more.

It's because it's so beautiful that it's always unpopular in schools.

The traces of being bullied not only remained on his body, but also deeply engraved into his heart.

In the special dungeon, Ling Chan's good friend, blonde and blue-eyed with double ponytails, looks like a doll, but always has inexplicable wounds on his body.

It was a scar carved into his heart.

The dusty boy stood up against the wall and said goodbye to her: "Thank you, goodbye." ”

He stood in place, looking at Ling Chan quietly, Ling Chan was still squatting on the ground, looking up at the young man, stunned, suddenly reacted, and said in a low voice: "Yes...... Do you want me to leave first? ”

The boy nodded silently, he didn't seem to like to talk, and only looked at Ling Chan quietly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

Ling Chan stood up and smiled, "Then I'll leave?" Good bye. ”

"Goodbye."

Ling Chan took two steps, turned around again, and smiled at the young man, "Don't be afraid, you will have a good future." ”

Ling Chan faced him, walked backwards, and smiled brightly, "You have to grow up well!" ”

The cold moon is like frost, the mist is dark, the young man is holding on to the wall, looking at Ling Chan quietly, the pair of green eyes are like spring water.

Until the end, Ling Chan didn't ask his name.

Never mind.

They were just strangers who met in the water.

But...... She should be living in this area too, right?

He thought, wait for the next meeting, take the initiative, tell her his name, and then say to her, "Hello, I like you very much, can we be friends?" ”

By the way, I also want to ask her, "What's your name?" ”

……

Good bye.

……

Ling Chan exited the alley, she exhaled and smiled: [Say goodbye, right? 】

[Woo wow wow wow ......] It's been a long time that the system is crying at the top of its throat.

When the city of horror was there, it was not easy to talk to Ling Chan, but it was always looking at Ling Chan, watching her start against the wind, turning the Jedi and turning this horror game into its own playground.

[Aren't you going back?] The system cried: [Everyone is still waiting for you! 】

[I always have to leave,] Ling Chan said with a smile: [There is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed. 】

She had a lot of fun in the city of horrors, but that was the end of it, no matter who it was, she couldn't stop it.

Ling Chan is the unrestrained wind, freedom is her epitaph engraved in her bones, who can stop a gust of wind?

No one can.

Ling Chan's smile was very bright, she had forgotten the city of horrors, queen, Yan Qirui and others, and was looking forward to opening a new chapter.

[Okay,] The system was extremely aggrieved, but it never went against Ling Chan's idea, and started logging out crying.

Finally! There's one more chapter!

(This chapter was locked before, I replaced it)

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