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Chapter 31 The rising hope

[When I was young, I clearly understood the will of Cunshu. When I was young, I became famous like a big roc soaring into the nine heavens. Except for the three feet of snow on my body, who in the world is worthy of wearing white clothes. 】

[When you were a teenager, you were so high-spirited that you became the youngest great guardian of Belloberg, and even became the envoy of the guardian star god Creeper. Your life is comparable to the protagonist in a novel, like a legend. The proud son of heaven. 】

[You lived a brilliant life, but it was as short-lived as a comet. You could have been famous throughout history, and you were known as the best great guardian in the history of Beloberg. Your name should always be remembered by the people of Beloberg. forever in my heart. 】

[But things didn’t go as planned, and you were eventually forgotten by the world. The hero who saved the world died alone in the wind and snow, just like a passerby. 】

[Anyone has existed in the world, so the world is destined to have traces of his journey, and the road you have traveled is like being erased with an eraser, and all your deeds have been forcibly stitched together with needles and threads. . 】

[You don’t know whether you will be remembered by others one day, but you understand that the seeds of hope have been sown, and it is their time. 】

[You never regret the path you choose. Some things in the world have to be done by someone. Awesome people will do awesome things. It’s not a big deal even if the world forgets you. Anyway, the person you love They will live for you, even if they no longer recognize you. 】

[Evaluation: S/A+ (Your life is legendary enough. You possess a terrifying power that is enough to destroy a galaxy. You are watched by the guardian star god Klipper, and you have also been recognized by the god Noah to gain the power of light.)]

[(You reformed the lower district system and improved the combat readiness of the Silver-maned Iron Guard. Under your guidance, Beloberg lived forever. He also blocked the Lord of Extinction from the city alone, and he was as sublime as Noah. The King of Extinction will be wiped out in the wind and snow, but your life is too short, just like the bright fireworks of a moment, you will not be able to leave your footprints in the universe after all.)]

[Simulation completed. Rewards are being distributed..]

[Skyfire Holy Judgment/Autonomous Judgment (Purple): Also known as the Key of the Seventh God. The Key of Destruction (Restart Gun), is a ten-year-old weapon made by the Herrscher Core and Soul Steel in the Honkai Civilization by the civilization that resisted the Honkai Impact in the previous generation. One of the three weapons, it controls the power of flames and has the strongest destructive power. Its regular form is a pair of guns, and it has three forms: sword and annihilation (you can launch an awesome attack). 】

[Hel me up, I can still fight (blue): You will not die when receiving a fatal attack, and will recover 3% of your status within seconds, with a one-month cooldown. 】

Jiang Fan stood up and walked out of the bathtub with heavy steps, wiping his body bit by bit with a brand new pink towel. He actually wanted to say something, but fell silent after a moment, just wiping his body without saying a word. Then get dressed.

"I said... Do you think I'm a fool? Look at me, a mechanical heart with an immortal body, and you still need to help me up. Can I still fight?" Jiang Fan parted his lips and smiled, saying A hoarse whisper.

In fact, he has a lot of questions now, but he doesn't know where to start. He feels that his head is in a mess now, like a ball of yarn with countless intertwined threads. It's a headache to start sorting it out. He clearly remembers every corner of the city, even the mole on Cocolia's chest, and he won't forget it even if I beat him to death.

"Don't think that I don't know. There is some kind of intelligent star god named Bo Shi Zun. That thing is a mechanical life. If I call out "Help me, Bo Shi Zun", he will have to kneel down and shout, "Don't hurt my lord." "Jiang Fan kept chattering, but there was a vague haze in his eyes that never dissipated.

In fact, it feels good to be a hero. Everyone will cheer for you and give you roses and applause.

But sometimes you understand that when you want to be a hero, you don't want to protect everyone in the world, but you want to protect the people you cherish. Otherwise, what's the use of saving the world if they die? Listening to people you don't know around you applaud you, you will feel empty inside...

It was just like the school gala in high school. At this time, a teacher asked who could perform a program. He sat in the audience and volunteered, raised his hand, walked up to the stage with his head held high, and played in front of the eyes of all the teachers and students in the school. Croatian Rhapsody in District 1, in fact, he doesn’t want to be in the limelight, nor does he want to get the admiration of other girls. He just wants to get the admiration of the girl he likes. As for the admiration of other girls, it is none of his business...

It's great that even if he becomes a lonely ghost that no one knows, he has successfully protected this world with them.

Chapter 32 Habit

In the early morning of Belloberg, the wind and snow have never stopped in this city that has stood for seven hundred years. The sun shines through the gaps in the clouds into the windows of the Perpetual Machinery House. There is a slight warmth in the house, and the smell of coffee The mellow fragrance fills the room.

Jiang Fan silently stirred the coffee gently with a spoon. From time to time, he raised his head and looked at March Qi and Xing with expectant expressions on their faces. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end it just turned into a sigh, as if for them. A moment of silence.

At this time, the sound of high-heeled shoes came from far away, accompanied by the fragrance of some kind of food filling the air: "You've been waiting for a long time. Shiluwa made top-notch delicious sandwiches. You are really lucky."

"Wow! It smells really good. Xiluwa turns out to be a gourmet." March 7 arched her nose, smelling the fragrance filling the air, and couldn't help but look surprised.

"What a shame, what a shame..." Xiluwa's lips curled up slightly, but when her eyes fell on Jiang Fan, she became hesitant again.

She always felt that the man in front of her was inexplicably familiar, and there was a faint movement in her heart, as if some emotion was about to burst out uncontrollably.

But she had no impression of Jiang Fan in front of her, but the name felt familiar to her, as if it was imprinted in her heart. Even when making sandwiches, she subconsciously poured a cup of coffee for Jiang Fan, as if she had some uncontrollable feeling. It's a habit, but why...she just can't remember it?

She has been tortured by this emotion for a long time. Ever since she saw this person for the first time yesterday, she has always been thinking about him uncontrollably. She woke up from her dream at night, and the fragment of the dream was that she was with a man. She kissed somewhere, but she couldn't see the man's face clearly. His face was always shrouded in a cloud.

She struggled to raise her head to see the man's face clearly, but when she looked through the clouds and mist, she suddenly realized that the man in front of her was Jiang Fan.

After waking up, she would still laugh at herself fiercely. What on earth was going on? Could it be that I have reached puberty again? Are you a nymphomaniac? Or was it love at first sight? Intrigued?

She once told Cocolia very honestly that she prefers someone who has been with her for a long time, who has common memories and interests with her. Only then can she let go of her guard and like the other person.

Cocolia teased her and said that Dunn likes you very much. He has always been devoted to you. He has liked you since he was in school. He thought he was hiding it perfectly, but in fact everyone knew that he liked you.

But she just smiled and shook her head and said that the other person was not her type, but the truth was... She felt that her heart was filled up, leaving no gaps. She felt that there was always a shadow traveling through her life. , but she just couldn't catch him, and she didn't even know his name or what he looked like.

Sometimes when she was lying on the bed and looking up at the stars, she would unconsciously stretch out her feet and put them on the edge of the bed, as if someone would gently pick them up and put them on her legs. It was more like a habit, a habit that lasted for many years. Habits that never break...

"Who are you?" she asked softly, her voice lost in the rumbling sound of the coffee machine.

Xing picked up the sandwich on the plate and took a breath, smelling the aroma of wheat from the sandwich in her hand. She finally showed a happy and comfortable smile.

At this time, her eyes noticed that Jiang Fan beside her was just sipping his coffee and turning a blind eye to the fragrant sandwich on the plate. She couldn't help but feel a little confused.

No, buddy? We spent the whole night clearing out trash cans and mailboxes yesterday. Aren’t you hungry? Would you like my little girl to help you?

"Don't you want to eat?" Xing stretched out his arm and poked Jiang Fan.

"I'm not hungry yet, do you want to eat?" Jiang Fan pursed his lips and sipped the coffee.

"I'm so sorry." Xing said politely, but his hands honestly moved the plate in front of Jiang Fan to himself, and the smile on his face became stronger.

Jiang Fan also laughed with her, even happier than her, and he even started to applaud in his heart to open a forum for them.

Eat, eat, eat more. Shiluwa and Cocolia's cooking skills are two extremes. One is good-looking and the other is fragrant. But when you eat them, they both look like birds. As long as you don't vomit. Come out and I will take your last name.

Jiang Fan looked at Xing with a smile as he opened his mouth and took a big bite of the sandwich. But before he could laugh, March Qi, who was sitting opposite, vomited violently. As soon as she took the sandwich in her mouth, she spit it on Jiang Fan. The expression on Fan's face was as distorted as if he had eaten shit.

"Why does it smell like a stinky rag?... It's broken, it's broken! Jiang Fan Jiang Fan! Am I losing my sense of taste!"

At this time, Dan Heng silently raised his head and said decisively: "Your sense of taste is not abnormal, it is even very healthy."

"You...Dan Heng, how do you know?" March 7 stared at Dan Heng's calm face.

"Because my mouth also smells like rags."

Chapter 33 Red Date Porridge

In the hall of Clipperburg, a long and slender corridor leads straight to the office. The walls are hung with murals of the great guardians of the past. Below are metal nameplates with names engraved on them. There are no more, no less, a total of eighteen murals.

But this young Great Guardian decided to engrave the metal nameplate under his mural as the 19th generation. No one knew the intention of this Great Guardian. As long as anyone dared to question it, the always calm and calm one The Great Guardian will be like a dragon whose scales have been touched. Almost no one dares to look at him with his sharp eyes.

The nights in Belloberg have always been like this, silent and long, with only the snow falling from the sky and the dim lights of the city in sight, everything is silent.

Cocolia sat at the table and looked at the Belloberg in the wind and snow. Endless longing and memories appeared in her purple eyes. Once upon a time, she was sitting in this position and looked at the entire Belloberg. But at that time, she was being hugged in a warm embrace and sitting on his lap. She quietly raised her head and looked at his side face, watching him talk about Beloberg's future with high spirits. Their future...

With a sound of "ding!", Cocolia gradually came to her senses. She stood up and went to the steamer. She opened the lid of the pot. The hot white steam spread out, and the rich smell of red dates spread from the pot. A small silver bowl filled with red date porridge came out.

The red dates and rice she chose were the freshest and plumpest. The rice was washed in cold water, then the cores of the red dates were removed, boiled over high heat first, and then cooked over low heat until the porridge was formed. Cooked until soft and fragrant.

She returned to the table with the red date porridge, took out a silver spoon, and drank it sip by sip. Tears flowed down uncontrollably. She suddenly stopped and dropped the spoon in her hand, silently looking at the photo frame on the table. Tears fell on the table.

The photo shows her standing in front of the Golden Grand Theater. The weather was still sunny at that time, with fluffy snow floating in the air. Cocolia raised her hands to cover the sun, and the wind blew the hem of her white gauze skirt in the air, causing ripples. .

But this photo shouldn't be like this. She should be holding the man's arm with a happy smile on her face, which is in contrast to the shyness of the man next to her. But in the photo, she is alone with her hands raised to cover the sun. In the photo There was no trace of the man anymore, as if he had been wiped out.

"Red date porridge...it's still so bitter..." she said softly to the person in the photo, as if the man was still in the photo, "Maybe it's because I ate it alone..."

She actually put a lot of sugar, a lot. Xier and Bronya once said that the red date porridge she made was like sugar water, but she just smiled and shook her head. In her opinion, this bowl of red date porridge was still It was so bitter that she couldn't swallow it for a long time and it came to her heart...

"What a sentimental woman, completely different from him." A faint sigh echoed in the room, "To be honest, I am surprised that you would choose to cooperate with me without hesitation. This does not seem to be what you city builders can do. s Choice."

"Of course you won't understand. You are just a star core and have no emotions." Cocolia said softly.

"But seven hundred years have been enough for me to understand the emotions of you humans. Can you guarantee that he will not hate you?" Xinghe said.

"Hate?" Cocolia turned around and looked at the scenery outside the window and whispered.

"Of course, he gave his life for this city, but you have to bury this city into a restart with your own hands. You know, we are not 100% sure, and that ray of hope is very slim." Star core image Feeling.

"Hate?...Compared to living in painful struggle every day, compared to the deep feeling of powerlessness and regret! Compared to missing me day and night!...What is hate?" Cocolia's voice became louder and louder. He was excited and excited, but in the end it just turned into a gentle sigh, as if he was asking himself.

Xinghe's voice fell silent, and after a few minutes of silence, he left a sentence of 'I respect your wishes' before gradually dissipating in the room, leaving only endless silence.

Cocolia looked at Belloberg in the wind and snow and felt the overwhelming silence rushing towards her. She felt that the city had changed, but she could not find the changes in the city. She suddenly shed tears silently, as if in Smiling, but also crying.

"I can't hold your hand...how do I know if you will hate me..."

[I overturned the whole world just to straighten your reflection - Cocolia]

Chapter 34 Confusion

Walking on the administrative square of Belloberg, there are potted flowers placed every 50 meters along the road. They are covered with glass to keep the temperature so that they can survive in the wind and snow. The fluffy snow falling all over the sky looks like wilting. The wilted white flowers swayed in the wind, and occasionally snowflakes fell on the tip of Jiang Fan's nose and turned into water droplets in an instant.

Jiang Fan was still in a daze when he returned here. He clearly remembered every corner of this city. Even the broken floor tiles under the street lamp were still fresh in his mind, especially the ones every 50 meters. The potted flowers set up made him even more suspicious of his simulated experience.

He once told Cocolia that he wanted flowers to bloom in the city of Belloberg, so that what the residents saw every day would no longer be snowflakes falling from the sky, and it would no longer be a vast white world. He hoped to use Flowers decorate Belloberg and make the city full of life.

But that is almost impossible. No flowers can stand and survive in the wind and snow. The technical department of the city builders will not bother to study such flower seeds. Otherwise, Jiang Fan will definitely be put on the Gardener's Guard. writer's hat.

After leaving the Perpetual Machinery House in Xiluwa, Dan Heng proposed to inquire about the star core, but Jiang Fan waved his hand and declined because he wanted to see Beloberg alone and walk around with him. Traces left in this 'world'.

Holding a cup of warm coffee in his hand, he sat on a bench in front of the Eternal Winter Monument in the square and looked into the distance, where cirrus clouds were hanging low, and Clipper Castle looked like a city in the sky hanging on the clouds. In this city, in front of the stairs leading to Clipper Castle, there is also the girl with porcelain skin and wearing silver-maned iron guard armor.

She is definitely the only one in the Silver Mane Iron Guard patrol team. Everyone else is wearing heavy armor. Only she is wearing a long women's Iron Guard robe, holding a scythe as high as a person in her hand, wearing a black Short boots, straight and slender legs bare, without any stockings.

Jiang Fan sipped his coffee and suppressed the thoughts in his heart. In fact, for a moment just now, he wanted to run over and hug Xi'er, and then ask her why she didn't wear stockings, in case she got Lao Han. What to do with her legs and then scratch her nose like she did as a child.

But if he really dared to go up to her, hug her and question her, he might be arrested by the Silver-maned Iron Guard as a mental illness and thrown into prison, right?

He was thinking wildly in his mind. At this time, the wind caused by the train passing through the rails blew the fine snow into chaos. It slowed down gently and stopped in front of the stop sign. The door slowly opened, and the passengers in the carriage got out of the car in an orderly manner.

7 o'clock in the morning in Belloberg is not considered the peak working period, so few people will take this morning bus to the Administrative Square, and few people will take this bus to the next area.

Many years have passed, and the orange paint of this train has not changed or peeled off. Even the small advertisement on the door armrest is still the same advertisement for a flower shop.

But when he looked inside the carriage through the glass, what hung on the wall was no longer Jiang Fan's photo, but a photo of Cocolia. He suddenly felt a little relieved and a little sad, and the faint sadness suddenly became It became so intense that Jiang Fan almost shed tears.

It turns out that this is real loneliness. The whole world has forgotten you and no one will remember you. But your mind is filled with every detail and story of you and them. You are like a person. A lonely dragon, entrenched alone in the mountains of gold and silver, guarding these treasures that no one can spy on, because you are the only one left in this world, and no one will rob you of your treasures.

For a moment, Jiang Fan wanted to forget those memories, and wanted to delete Cocolia, Xiluwa and others from his mind, but was he really lonely like that...?

Jiang Fan smiled silently, with various thoughts flashing through his mind. At this time, footsteps approached him. A cold girl wearing a silver-maned iron guard robe walked towards Jiang Fan, her purple pupils reflecting the shining light.

When she saw Jiang Fan's face, her eyes were blurred for a moment, and her tone softened inexplicably and she added an honorific: "Hello... What can I do for you? I see that you have been looking at us... Is there something I can help you with?"

Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat, he shook his head and stood up to leave: "Sorry, I have nothing to do. Thank you for your trouble."

When Jiang Fan turned around and took steps forward, Xi'er's hesitant voice came from behind: "Excuse me...do I...do we know each other?"

"No...you got the wrong person." Jiang Fan raised his collar to cover his face slightly and quickened his pace to leave.

In fact, it's good if they can't remember it. Their lives are still happy and perfect. So what if they can't remember it? Let them believe that they are actually the 18th generation guardian of Beloberg? Have you ever fought against the Lord of Extermination to protect Beloberg? In fact, sometimes it is best not to remember clearly, so that there will be less sadness.

Xi'er stood there silently watching Jiang Fan's retreating back. She didn't calm down slightly until his figure disappeared from sight. She felt a sense of loss and hesitation in her heart for no reason, as if she had missed something.

At this time, the iron guard who was patrolling with her came over, looked at Xi'er who was staring blankly into the distance, and asked: "Sir Xi'er, are you okay?"

"It's nothing. I was thinking about the first time I entered Clipper Castle. I was wearing a white dress. I seemed to be holding someone's hand... Was it my mother?... It seems not..." Hill paused, "I I'm thinking...where have I seen those pupils...but I seem...to have forgotten something."

Xi'er said softly, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and there were bursts of sadness in her heart for no reason. She had a strong feeling of wanting to throw herself into that man's arms. It seemed very warm there...

[I seem to have forgotten something... I have forgotten someone and something... But I vaguely remember that under the dark sky, those clear pupils reflect the scenery and determination of the entire city... -Ciel Landau]