Master of the Stars

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In the middle of the alley, Haijing really didn't want Moya to stick anymore, so she stepped forward and forced her to push out: "Go, go, hurry up. Let me handle it here, and give you a scene every five minutes. Photos OK? "

Moya frowned: "I think I will convince him soon."

"That must be your illusion."

The two were arguing, the car at the entrance rang, and someone got off. At first, they thought it was a social welfare institution, but Moya was surprised when the lights of the street lights fell on the face of the person coming:

"Ronan? What are you doing here."

"Nanny who saw you ... while crossing the road."

Luo Nan's reason for coming out can be described as full of flaws, but now he is not in a mood to weave more complete lies, and his eyes are straight across Moya's shoulder. From this angle, only the wings of the ink flapping from time to time can be seen.

The ink is here, in fact, Luo Nan's arrangement.

Because Moya is running around, it is really not suitable for a large number of security personnel. In order to ensure her safety, Luo Nan sent the free ink to Moya after completing the security task of the third gate, and followed him 24 hours. If there was any accident, he could intervene through the closed system.

But Luo Nan didn't expect it anyway. Such an arrangement actually attracted Ruiwen.

Luo Nan quickly stepped forward, during which reason reason has been reminding him to pay attention to cover up, not to be seen by Moya. But as the area covered by his sight extended, he saw the thin and gloomy little girl in the corner, who had almost no feminine features, sitting under the heap of debris in snow powder; seeing the shadows and other distorted shadows covering it, but The girl is silent, only crows in her eyes ...

Ruiwen and others are not in the same dimension at all, she doesn't care about others, and no one really understands her.

Seeing this scene, Luo Nan's heart was slightly blocked, and the sentences in the ancient texts he learned, such as "stand alone, form a shadow", were imaged at once, and turned into a surging black tide, which overflowed his heart.

Well, maybe Ruiwen doesn't need pity, but the taste in Luo Nan's heart is still lingering, and it is difficult to dissipate.

Qin Yikun walked past him quickly, and Moya and Haijing said something to him. Luo Nan knew these situations, but did not respond appropriately, because his emotions fluctuated like a tide, and his brain speed was also affected.

Luo Nan himself did not understand why the emotions in his heart were so fierce. He could not solve this doubt for a moment, but just passed by Moya and went to the pile of debris to face Ruiwen.

Then he saw that the girl sat on her knees casually, holding the ink with one hand, and the lips seemed to have a slight arc.

At the next moment, Luo Nan knelt down in front of the girl and wanted to say something, but did not know how to spit.

Strictly speaking, this was the first formal meeting between him and Ruiwen. Previously, their communication was through ink or closed systems.

Ruiwen also had a feeling, her eyes moved away from the ink for the first time and fell on Luo Nan's face. There was no change in his expression, only his eyes were shiny.

"Looking up?" Someone made a horror.

Subsequently, Moya's voice also sounded: "He responded to you! Surely it is better than his peers?"

Luo Nan didn't speak, but his mind gave birth to enlightenment.

Forgive him for acting on behalf of him, taking Ruiwen's position into consideration regardless of the nature. At this stage, he may really be the only coordinate of Ruiwen relative to this world.

You know, Ruiwen has found the ink, the "like" she thought; afterwards, there was a circle of people around him, and it was not very comfortable to think about it. With her ability, she can completely escape into the spiritual level and get rid of this environment.

As for scruples? With her consistent response, there is no such thing!

But why didn't she move?

Ronan knew that at least part of the reason was because of the information he passed through the closed system. Just as the sight cast by the same moment in Ruiwen's mind, he Luo Nan possessed a certain sense of existence and even a sense of identity.

Is this good news?

Ruiwen didn't look at Luo Nan for too long, then turned her eyes and whispered to the ink. Maybe the IQ of ink is higher than 99% of the crows, but this does not mean that it can understand the meaning of Ruiwen. To put it bluntly, this is a one-way communication between chicken and duck.

But when Luo Nan looked directly at Ruiwen, what she saw was a faint micro-arc on her lips, which was a quiet and contented attitude.

Facing this situation, Luo Nan became speechless. But at this time, his thoughts opened up a bit, and he suddenly understood where the emotions of his heart came from.

In fact, it is himself ... Luo Nan looked at Ruiwen at the moment, just like seeing himself who had been lonely experimented.

He will be excited because he still survives after increasing the dose; he will also be satisfied because the pain level is slightly reduced after taking the medicine one day.

But is that really satisfying?

It should be a gasp after temporarily getting out of hell, but also a hypnotic pleasure brought by the faint light when facing an inaccessible target and not seeing the complete road.

When Luo Nan grew older and became more accustomed to the rapid achievements of the past two or three months, recalling the ignorance of the initial experiment, he often shuddered: how much weight did he use to get through the initial barrier?

This problem can no longer be measured.

But Luo Nan felt that today's Ruiwen is no different than him at the time.

He can almost confirm 100% that even when Ruiwen faced death directly, it would probably be like this now because she never understood and experienced what a so-called normal, splendid life should look like.

The laboratory and fighting field are full of what Ruiwen used to be.

"Some things, I have to teach you well ... Although I am not very good at it." Luo Nan spoke in a low voice, blurring his hoarse voice, even he could hardly hear clearly.

"Ronan?" Moya felt a little wrong.

Luo Nan did not respond, but just extended his hand to Ruiwen: "Come, together."

Ruiwen looked back again, probably because of the ink blocking, and she turned her head slightly so that she was inadvertently childish.

Perhaps it was the closed system that allowed them to communicate with each other. Perhaps the face-to-face communication transmitted a sufficiently clear message. Rui Wen didn't move, and Ren Luonan's hand came straight.

There was a slight commotion behind him, and at the same time Xuefen was swirling, passing by the eyes of the two, just like the eyes and attitudes of those outsiders, without causing any interference.

Luo Nan grabbed Rui Wen's left arm, the girl's arm was slender and slender, and could almost be held together. This is the arm, which at this time still supports the huge ink.

Next, Luo Nan pressed lightly, and the girl stood up lightly like a ghost without any effort. A thin layer of snow powder accumulated, slipped off her shoulders, and partly fell on the wrists and arms of the two, quickly melting.

At this moment, although there were not many people around who knew what was going on, they were not relieved.

Only Ronan, even if he didn't use his hands, his pressure increased. From this moment on, the connection between him and Ruiwen is no longer illusory, but a carrier that is truly integrated into reality.

All the insiders, the onlookers behind them, the ulterior motives hidden in the shadows, and the guys who are not on the scene are all witnesses.

"Mr. Luo." He Yueyin took the initiative to communicate with him. What he said was very realistic. "For safety, let us take over now."

As long as Luo Nan nodded, the Xiacheng branch would pick up this burden. The Iron Triangle, composed of President Ouyang, You Lao and His Majesty Emperor Wu, will be one of the most troublesome combinations in the world. The structure of the copper wall and iron wall is enough to make those who are mischievous broken.

There is no doubt that this is the most reasonable choice.

However, Luo Nan couldn't help but cross over again, trying to think from the perspective of Rui Wen: Would she let her go back to the intensive care unit again?

In other words, just watching her again and again in a snowy night, companionship with a crow, talking to herself in the world of self, forever?

That does not work.

"I will accompany her."

Luo Nan himself did not know what the concept of "Ji" was. As a non-secure person who needs bodyguards to defend himself, many things do not have enough positions.

Even if he committed a childish disease! Luo Nan must also be clear about his responsibilities and obligations. Otherwise, this illusory courage and responsibility, which is likely to be caused by impulse, may be crushed by the heavy pressure behind, and it is difficult to leave a trickle.

He Yueyin did not respond immediately, and seemed to be weighing.

This reaction made Luo Nan stunned slightly. Was He Yueyin once again habitually indulging his willfulness? Or is there a benefit to his proposal, even he himself is not clear?

Luo Nan did not understand it for a while, but this gave him the confidence and reason to continue to insist: "We are together."

Others dare not say, at least in this world, want to be against us and can beat us by a flat-footed guy, not born yet!

The latter sentence, Luo Nan really did not speak face to face. But at the moment when his thoughts were clear, he did something.

The ink was agitated, it flapped its wings, and the power that restricted its flight this time suddenly disappeared. It flew into the air with relief, hovering over the alley.

But also at this time, the snow powder floating in the sky suddenly lost a lot of weight, and more cold droplets penetrated into the feather gap, which was very uncomfortable.

In the shadow of the alley, Long Qi behaved like a peace ambassador under Qin Yikun's nearly face-to-face surveillance, with no extra movements all over his body. But at this moment, he raised his head subconsciously, and the water droplets hit his face, and it became ice, and the bones were cold.

I don't know when the flying snow powder transforms into a special form between ice particles and water droplets.

Is it hail or freezing rain?

Long Qiyi didn't make it too clear, but the air humidity did increase a lot: the municipal government would have to scold the mother, but what is certain is that the dark blue side must have been scolding.

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