If this is called gleam by Thomas and is also a six-year-old woman who throws a throwing knife, I believe Xiao Wu Mingche, one of the two has become a dead person.
"Leave this to him!" The short, cold words disappeared into the street along with the figure of the woman in the black cloak.
Clear jacket pocket, close to the heart, at this moment, is "inserting" a black "color" flash material book slip.
Now, this mysterious book is lying on the coffee table in the big living room of the old man's house. The black "color" glitter material, the four corners are burnt with the family crests of ancient European families. The family's unique sword and the gorgeous pattern of black "color" roses. When Wushuang personally took the slips handed over by Ming Che, he could still feel the shock at the moment when he received the slips from the low temperature of the opponent's fingers. In fact, this is not letterhead at all, but a letter of war.
"Dear Kuang: I am very happy to meet you by letter. Fifteen days from now, there will be a feast especially for you in Baranyšt. This banquet was grand and cost nearly two hundred. Yicai has determined the location for you. There is only one building, standing in the center of the forest, with a total of five floors. On this fifth floor, there is a command post that controls the financial attacks on Asia from Europe and the United States. I hope you can Come, I also hope that everything I have prepared can bring you unexpected surprises.
Your old friend Thomas"
Holding the metal-like page of the war book, Wushuang's delicate eyebrows frowned: "Are you sure that person is really g?"
It's not a doubt, but just like everyone who can't react until now, what Wushuang is really doing is helping the maniac and herself once again be determined and still alive. Such a fact.
The real confrontation with Thomas is inevitable. Kuang pays more attention to the person who passes the battle book. As long as it is about g, Kuang is always the most concerned. There was a long silence, when everyone's eyes collectively shifted from the war book to sitting quietly in the corner of the sofa, thinking madly.
"Ming Che, Xiao Wu, have you shot yet?"
This question is what Kuang really cares about, and that is how far the current g, the g who has died and resurrected, has reached. In the final duel, what would happen if he and g ran into each other? Is it like the scene at sea six years ago? Crazy has not dared to think about it anymore.
Subconsciously touched the edge of his left chest pocket, where a slight metal cut was silently laughing at it like a cracked mouth. Ming Che recalled the shocking moment again, Xiao Wu's eyes full of fear, and the helplessness and fear of seeing that black metal light hit him, but his whole body was stiff as a stone.
For a long time, Ming Che took a deep breath, raised his eyes, and said word by word: "We, at all, can't, yes, she, move, hand!"
In the meticulously maintained small garden, pots of flowers and trees are in the dark "color" lights on the walls of the crystal greenhouse, so beautiful that you can't take your eyes off. In Nanshi in July, the unique sea breeze and humid climate of coastal cities brings a cool feeling, which dissipates the heat of the day. People always feel particularly peaceful in such an environment, letting their thoughts be immersed in such beauty and tranquility. In the middle, letting oneself relive the beauty in the memory silently is really a delightful thing.
The woman in white is bathed in moonlight, and the gorgeous flowers blooming in the crystal flower room around her are the best setting for her. Wushuang's pale face "color" was plated with a layer of cemented silver splendor by the moonlight. She was standing here, her thin white clothes already covered with a little bit of "dew". It seems that she has monopolized this area for some time.
From that day g mysteriously appeared, the woman who disappeared in the storm because of her misjudgment back then, Xiao Qing. Xiao Qing and Xiao Zhe, the two of them have always been closely linked, like two levels of one thing. No one thinks that they have no possibility of being together. Didn't I have already recognized the facts at first, and has been standing silently in the dark. As long as you can watch Kuang, watch him happy, watch him and his most beloved "sister" grow old for a hundred years. When they are all old, Wushuang himself is also old. Yu Wushuang even thought that if they had children, then she would be willing to be the child's closest aunt. That's great. All beautiful fantasies were subverted in the accident six years ago. Xiao Qing is dead, Xiao Zhe's heart is also dead, he closed himself. Wushuang also lost his pitiful smile, leaving her hometown for six years in depression and remorse.
It's just that in the past six years, Wushuang's little hope will expand by one point every past year. Don't say Wushuang is selfish. For a girl who loves a man deeply, it is not wrong for anyone to be with her sweetheart. There is such a small hope in Wushuang's heart. Perhaps, time can make Xiao Zhe's pain lessen, and then, as long as he wants, she can use her life to love him. To compensate for the pain that caused him to lose the most heart because of her mistake. There is no comparable "sex". Even after Xiao Qing's death, Wushuang never thought that he could be compared with Xiao Qing in a mad heart. Because the favorite can only be the only one, the only one cannot be compared with any other person.
However, now, g, who should have died, appeared. Wushuang's entire world was overturned again. The little pitiful hope in his heart was completely shattered. She fell into an ice cellar for a moment. All thoughts are ashamed. Therefore, what Wushuang can do now is to bury her own loss and sadness. She must help Kuang win this account. The tragedy of six years ago is absolutely impossible. If possible, Wushuang is even willing to exchange his life for Xiao Zhe's future happiness, even if this happiness is the happiness of being with Xiao Qing.
Such thoughts cannot be said to anyone. Including Kuang, because Kuang's heart Wushuang is always a little sister in need of protection, and Kuang will not put her in danger. Everything, only under the shining of the cemented moonlight on this side, can surface uncovered, all the sorrow and helplessness of Wushuang. She stood there quietly, her eyes fixed on the crystal flower room in front of her. There was only a woman's light sigh behind him.
"It's cold outside!" The indifferent but crisp woman's voice, people who are not familiar with her can't hear what she said. In fact, Wushuang who has never cared about her body is inadvertently hurting herself again.
Wen Jing held a coat in her hand, and when she finished speaking, the coat was handed over to her handsless.
"Thank you!" Thanks, took the coat and put it on her body. Wushuang turned around, Wen Jing could see through the bright moonlight that her clear eyes were now covered with a layer of moisture. Eyes like black pearls, surrounded by water and light, looked so sad.
"Sit down, you should sit down after standing for a long time."
"OK, fine."
Wenjing motioned, the two girls sat side by side on the bench in the garden. No one talked any more, even if she was indifferent and could not live as quietly, she was attracted by the secluded and fascinating scenery in front of her.
"In fact, did you find out."
"what?"
Some surprised Wushuang turned his body slightly. She knew Wen Jing's "sex" very well, because she was indifferent and uncomfortable, so there would be no hesitation in Wen Jing's dictionary, or hesitating about him. Now Wen Jing's question was cut off after only talking about half of it. That can only show that Wen Jing's next thing to say is related to the personnel she is most concerned about. So what else is there
"In fact, not only did you find it. I found it too."
"Yep."
After the two girls uttered the above specious question and answer, they fell into silence collectively. For a long time, "It's better to have a bright moon in the sky. It is cold and clear and otherworldly, and will always hang high in the sky, isolated from all the troubles of the world. Such a realm is beyond our reach for mortals in the mundane world."
What Yuwen Wushuang said, Xiang was talking to Wen Jing. It seemed to be mumbling again.
"In fact, God may also have troubles from God. We can at least have our own feelings as human beings. Even if we get nothing in the end, at least our own feelings will be preserved in our memories. These beautiful memories can accompany us for a lifetime. When we are old, we will laugh happily when we think about it. Isn’t this better than the ruthless world, the world will not lose anything, because they have never gained it.”
Wen Jing said it seriously. The serious tone didn't ups and downs, didn't entrain personal feelings, but it was such objective and almost ruthless words that stirred up a huge wave in Wushuang's heart. It turns out that I have never seen it through and passed it. Perhaps it is because I am too heavy-handed and I am usually too proficient in calculating various strategies, so on the contrary, I am not so pure as a white paper that I can see through and see far.
"Thank you, Wen Jing!" He sincerely expressed his heartfelt thoughts. What Wushuang got was Wen Jing's faint smile. It was a fact that was taken for granted, she just said it out, how could it be said to be thankful.
Two girls, this is the second time they have been alone together. The difference and the first tense swords, the atmosphere this time is more like two good friends who have been friends for a long time. Although there has not been a long friendship building time, the familiarity and understanding between them is like innate. Perhaps it all stems from the fact that the two of them are connected by the same bond. The man who can't tell whether it is "Xiao Zhe" or "crazy" by now.
"We don’t know which one will be left in the end. But it’s like what you just said. No matter which one, we should all be grateful to God, because, even if we lose, it’s because we got it before. Xiao Zhe's feelings for you are still crazy for my brothers and sisters." Although I have already seen it, Wushuang's voice still seems so jerky when it comes to brothers and sisters.