Chapter 287 An and

Chapter 287 An and

"It is you."

The dim room was filled with the faint smell of disinfectant, but this was not a hospital, only the ward for the Fire Chasers.

The medical resources of Xintavi are not the best in the world, but they are also in line with the basic level in the world. It can be said that they have truly achieved the level of resurrection from the dead.

But some diseases are not diseases at all, so naturally there is no cure.

Hanabi rarely tied her hair into two ponytails, but let her long hair hang loose. She sat quietly by the window, looking at Sakura who was sleeping on the edge of the bed, with a complicated look on her face.

A fool shouldn't have such an expression, but when facing Anming, Huahuo always can't control her true feelings.

"She's so nice to you?"

"Ah."

Qianming felt a splitting headache, as if he had been hit hard with a sledgehammer. In his sight, Ying was lying on the edge of the bed, apparently in a deep sleep.

"You know what? When you want to know the hardness of a piece of glass, it will definitely break," Hanabi jumped into the room barefoot, walked to Qianming step by step, and said with a smile:

"Your training has put too much strain on this body, causing the spirit to be unable to keep up with the consumption. If this continues for a long time, it will naturally dry up."

"What do you want to say?"

"You are going to die. There is no cure."

After Hanabi finished speaking, she looked at Chiaki and was surprised to find that the boy was unusually calm, as if he had already known this moment was coming.

"That's it."

"It's boring. I thought you would cry like a little kid," although Hanabi still spoke sarcastically, her eyes were a little sad.

She was just a little sad, when she thought that this was the result she had created with all her efforts, but in the end it was just a part of fate.

It seems like the whole world is laughing at me.

The stronger you become, the more aware you become of your own weakness, and that is when you become truly desperate.

An Ming recognized his own weakness, but still chose to challenge fate. This is what a true strong man does...How can a true fraudster succumb to fate?

"You're fifteen years old after all," Chiaki smiled bitterly, looked at Sakura's profile, and finally asked Hanabi the question that had been in her mind for a long time.

"My name is An Ming."

The sentence used was not a question but an affirmative one. Or perhaps, from the very beginning, An's surname was already in the cradle, but was taken away by Qianying on that rainy night, and in the end, only Ming's name was left.

The baby's name was An Ming, from the beginning.

"Qian" is just another destiny given by Sakura. Maybe in some future, Qianming is just an ordinary child and can live a happy life.

"You were born in Yggdrasil Technology," Hanabi said softly, or rather she had never forgotten that day.

That day, Qianliu took Anming away. Before he left, Hua Huo was at the door. It should have been her who stopped him and ended this farce.

But she failed to make the move.

"Can you bear to let him bear such an ending since birth?" Qian Liu's tone was somewhat heavy. "All the will and memories that were taken away are all here."

"Do you and I really exist in the ending he created?"

Qianliu doesn't care whether he exists or not, it's just... this world is too heavy, and the future that was once promised may just be an illusion.

Hanabi reached out and touched the boy's forehead. The crying baby suddenly smiled, and his two little hands tightly grasped Hanabi's index finger.

"So cute."

Hanabi kissed the boy's forehead gently and gave the Fool's signature smile, "I didn't see anything," she walked away with a brisk step.

Qian Liu said nothing and rushed into the rainy night holding the baby.

"Hey, are you really going?"

Hanabi then looked at the Grim Reaper who had been in the darkness, "You will all die."

“For those without names, it doesn’t matter if they die,” the Grim Reaper dragged the heavy armor and walked towards the violent rain step by step.

"Yeah."

Hanabi was silent for a long time, and finally didn't know what expression to show, so she just smiled at herself.

She is really far from qualified as an actress.

Those figures that disappeared in the rainy night gradually overlapped in his eyes. Qianliu and the god of death both died that night, but they lived in the mask of Hanabi.

She likes to collect masks and absorb people's joys, sorrows, anger and happiness for performances, but the more she collects, the more confused Hanabi becomes.

In the beginning, the mask was just a mask, a way of performing on stage, a tool for her to imitate others, but the more she collected, the more emotions Hanabi felt in the mask.

A mask is not just a mask, it is also a person's life.

She has spent the longest time with An Ming, but he is also the person she knows the least.

The Trickster would not show his true emotions, except for that one time when they finally opened up to each other.

"I want to go and see him."

Chiaki's voice was calming, bringing Hanabi back to the present.

"You could have lived to be eighteen, but since you went to find that guy, I'm afraid you can only live until now," Hanabi placed her palm on Qianming's forehead, trying to feel the spirit in it.

But he never expected that Ying suddenly opened her eyes, and Qianying was unsheathed almost instantly, bringing out a fierce cold light.

A fox mask appeared in front of Hanabi and blocked the attack in time.

Sakura's eyes were filled with fatigue. She had been waiting by the bed for five days, and even in her sleepiness she could still feel the threat posed by Hanabi.

"What are you doing here, fool?"

"Come and see him."

It was rare for Hanabi to say anything provocative or annoying, but instead she was very sincere, "Why are you so nervous? My man doesn't need you to worry about him."

"You are really crazy," Sakura said with a cold look on her face. She didn't understand the meaning of Hanabi's words. She only knew that fools were rarely good, not to mention that Hanabi was a fool of World Tree Technology.

"Hey~ That's not something Hanabi-sama will like to hear."

Hanabi moved flexibly on the bed, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly when Qianming stepped on her. Can she go out to fight? What does she mean by her plan for him? Are she going to send him off in advance?

In this situation, Qian Ming was so moved that he shouted, "Stop fighting!"

"I don't want to fight either. Look, Miss Sakura has a lot of complaints about me," Hanabi said with a smile, "Besides, I'm here to join the Fire Chaser. Is this how you treat your guests?"

"The Fire Chasers don't welcome people like you."

Ying's eyes were cold, and she wished she could kill Hanabi on the spot, but because Qianming was present, it was inconvenient for her to use her full strength, so she temporarily suppressed Qianying.

"It's time to sit down and talk, don't you think, Dr. Aini?"

"You guys chat, I'll just pass by."

Annie laughed and tried to run away, but under the pressure of Sakura and Hanabi's double gazes, she walked back obediently, with a look of despair on her face.