Chapter 289: Fire Chasers Gathering
"The meaning of the Fire Chaser's existence is that it has no meaning."
There was a rare sadness in Ying's eyes. The base behind her seemed like a passing cloud of smoke, and the laughter of those people were just a fragment of a past projection.
Those important companions had lived in the past, and perhaps what is alive now is the will of Zhuhuo.
Is this the only thing her father left behind and that she remembers?
"Qianming, no... maybe I should call you Anming," Ying said softly with a somewhat lonely look on her face, "If even this world is fake, then what about you?"
"And what kind of person are you?"
Qianming looked at Ying. Perhaps he was indeed An Ming now, a body that carried the will and soul of the former fraudster, representing the new An Ming.
The destiny that once shackled him remained in An Tianming's body.
He separated his will and body and created a brand new body, in order to grow up slowly as "Qianming" in a corner where even destiny could not watch.
This time it is no longer a so-called script, and the dramatic future that sounded like a novel in that person’s mouth will no longer reappear.
He is who he is. No matter what the outcome of the present, past or future is, it is the outcome chosen by his own will.
"I'm An Ming."
He recalled many things and said with a smile: "But if I had to choose, I would rather be Qian Ming."
"My time as the Fire Chaser was the second happiest time of my life."
"...Times like this should be the happiest times, right?" Ying smiled, looking at An Ming with eyes full of complicated emotions, but as expected, Qian Ming is Qian Ming, and that has never changed even with a different name.
An Ming also laughed, after all, he couldn't lie.
The past I spent with Hanabi was the happiest past. That period of time, which could even be described as ordinary, was the most precious treasure.
Ying's expression became serious again, and she asked earnestly: "Will we meet again?" She was referring to whether there would be a chance to meet again in the more distant future.
"The universe is huge, and there will always be some incredible things happening," An Ming didn't know the answer, nor could he see the future. Perhaps after several Amber Ages, even Edo Star would no longer exist, and they would have all turned into dry bones, buried under a tombstone somewhere.
But they have come to this world, and since they have come, they will be remembered.
The torches chasing fire have never been extinguished. As long as generations of people persist in holding torches to illuminate the darkness, the light will not dissipate.
"By the way, you still owe me one."
Ying slowly raised Qianying, but this time she didn't unsheathe the sword. Instead, she gently hit Anming's head with the scabbard, "Now we are even."
An Ming deceived Ying, but he really knew nothing at that time, so Ying chose to forgive him.
She is no longer the little girl she once was.
Sakura is no longer naive now. She knows that it is difficult to survive in this world, and it is even more difficult to choose to fight against fate after despair.
"I'm your sister, so of course I have to accompany you the last time," Ying held An Ming's hand and spoke softly. She didn't want the boy in front of her to leave alone, so at least they could face this final storm together.
"Sister Ying..."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's enough."
Hanabi appeared outside the door at some point, her beautiful eyes were now full of sourness. After all, Sakura was really beautiful, which made her feel a rare sense of crisis.
"What? You want to steal someone else's husband? You really don't care about your dignity. Even we fools can't do such a cheap thing. Humph!"
It was rare for Hanabi to speak such a long paragraph in one breath. It was obvious that she was really jealous. She wanted to write "Hanabi-sama is jealous!" on her face to tell the whole world.
Ying was a little puzzled, a trace of silence appeared on her cold little face. She looked at An Ming and said, "I'm too lazy to talk to her."
"I'll come, I'll come."
An Ming was sweating a little. Fortunately, he and Ying really didn't have that kind of relationship communication, otherwise this little ancestor would have skinned him alive and eaten him.
The fool's desire for revenge is very strong. It is possible that Hua Huo will do something incredible like making An Ming drink water and get a stitch in the side every day.
"What?" Hanabi's face showed that she was not easy to please, otherwise she would become a little wife. As a great Masked Fool, she would not give up so easily.
"Auntie Hanabi, I was wrong, don't be angry."
An Ming's face was full of sincerity, and he showed a childish smile like a teenager, which made Hanabi so angry that she almost blurted out some Edo swear words.
Normally, Hanabi would naturally not admit her mischievous character, but An Ming was the only one who could make her break down like this. Now she was sure that this guy had indeed remembered the memory of the trickster.
Damn trickster, is it impossible for her to win even once?
"An Ming!" Hanabi pushed An Ming back onto the bed angrily. Sakura, who had not yet left the room, blinked in shock. After all, she knew very little about this aspect.
"Ancestor, please be gentle. If you continue to suppress me, I will die early."
The corners of An Ming's mouth twitched slightly. Although Lady Hanabi's body was very soft and smelled good, her weight was no less than a jack hitting the head for a weak patient.
"Call me Sister Hanabi~"
Although Hua Huo said this, she still lowered her body and lay beside An Ming, holding her cheek with one hand and said with a smile.
This time it's finally her turn as an old cow to eat young grass. Ugh, what old cow? Lady Hanabi is an eternal girl. Well, in the final analysis, it's this boy An Ming who got the advantage.
"The patient can't stand your big moves," Annie entered the room appropriately and stopped Hanabi from taking further action in time. It was hard not to suspect that there was some selfish motive in this.
"cut."
Hua Huo curled her lips and said, "I'm not that kind of person, why should I be so nervous?" But come to think of it, if An Ming was drained dry and passed out on the bed, he would really go down in history.
At least there are few such bizarre ways of dying in the entire universe. In a sense, this is indeed very happy. No wonder Ah Ha always comes to An Ming.
What is this called? This is the Holy Eucharist of Innate Joy!
"Don't I understand you?" Annie rolled her eyes at Hua Huo. As friends for hundreds of years, at least Annie was sure that if there were no outsiders here, Hua Huo would definitely do something exciting to An Ming.
This made Lao Ming's already dry spiritual world even worse.
"So what is it now? The Avengers assembling?" Hanabi glanced at the lineup and felt that they were extremely strong, as if challenging An Tianming would be no difficulty at all.
"It should be the gathering of the Fire Chasers."
Sakura corrected Hanabi's mistake and gave Anming a smile, "When you are ready, we can leave anytime."