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Sister Yesheng, what is your wish?

The glow is burning, the light is advancing on the ground from the door, and the halo shining into the bedside is as gorgeous as fire.

Hearing the young man in front of him suddenly ask this question to himself, Ye Sheng's eyes widened slightly as he stared at him.

Only one person had asked her this question.

"Why...you ask that suddenly?"

The burgundy color of the hair was rich in the light, and Ye Sheng's subconscious voice softened as he was a little stunned.

"ah...."

He also realized it all at once. He asked such a question suddenly, put away his soft and serious voice, and returned to his normal state of being a coward in front of Ye Sheng.

"I'm just curious...Sister Ye Sheng, why do you keep working so hard...Whether it's for the night game or other things, it's always...that, try your best..."

Fangran scratched his head in embarrassment and said nonchalantly, as if he didn't know how to describe it:

"Just like what happened this time, our night bureau... after rescuing everyone, Sister Yesheng, you obviously don't have to interfere..."

Looking at the innocent young man in front of me who was always embarrassed to look at him, his eyes were wandering and he was gesticulating incoherently, he didn't pay attention to what he was saying.

Yesheng felt like he saw something in his memory...

Really...

What are you thinking about?

Being touched by Fang Ran's question, Ye Sheng secretly shook his head and smiled helplessly, and then whispered to himself with some emotion:

"Why are you working so hard..."

"The very beginning..."

She raised her gaze and looked at Fangran. This was the first time someone had asked her such a question. Maybe it was because the trance touched long-lasting memories.

Or maybe it's because I haven't had a good rest since this incident ended.

"You must be used to it."

Ye Sheng felt a little relaxed and tired because she wanted to talk to someone like this. She lowered her dark eyes and spoke softly from the beginning with nostalgia in her eyes:

"The situation in my family...is a little complicated. Anyway, my tutoring is very strict and I have high requirements."

There was no mention of the size of the Ye family, nor any details about the father. For the younger generations in the Ye family,

With just one word, Ye Sheng took away the past that had been heavy and stressful for her.

But Fangran suddenly remembered the dark history of him pretending to be Ye Ya and Su Qun in the scene in the capital, pretending like a matryoshka doll and confessing to Ye Sheng and then running away.

At that time, Ye Sheng's words and expression impressed him deeply.

-'I am the only child of this generation of the Ye family'-

"I can't come home late, I can't hang around, I have to always stay first in my schoolwork, and I have to make up classes even on holidays. Teachers will come to my home and give me lessons in advance,"

"In addition, I also have to learn a lot of other things, such as piano, etiquette, etc."

Happy campus studies, going home with classmates after school, going out with good friends during holidays...Many normal girl activities were out of reach for me at that time.

Recalling her school days, wearing a suit jacket and high heels on her slender legs, Ye Sheng looked out the window at the distant capital with quiet eyes.

"Anyway, my family hopes that I won't spend too much time in school and study abroad as soon as possible."

Fangran was stunned when he heard such words. Although he had expected the strictness of elite education among wealthy families, he never expected that

That’s already the level of ‘don’t spend too much time in school’, this kind of life process.

But it's also because of this that Sister Yesheng is so powerful...

"Then Sister Yesheng, you...uh..."

Looking at the red-haired beauty who was already so outstanding that most men would be daunted, Fangran's words to ask, 'Can you hold on?' got stuck, feeling a bit redundant.

I can only express my heartfelt gratitude to Fang’s mother for being willing to let him go out to play wildly since he was a child. It’s great...

Seeing what Fangran was ashamed of, Ye Sheng couldn't help but smile, recalling the years he had spent before he was as young as he is now.

"Indeed, such a schedule is difficult, and occasionally I feel very tired, but because I don't want to disappoint people, I don't want to be looked down upon by some people,"

"I told myself I must do it and do my best."

The first time she talked about these things with someone, Ye Sheng remembered that when she was a child, she would sit in the car that picked her up and look at the girls who went to play together after school. She would always feel a little envious.

But thinking about her mother and proving herself to those people, she gritted her teeth and persisted in working hard night after night.

"Unknowingly, it has become a habit for me to follow the strict arrangements at home and put in much more effort than my peers."

The halo of sunset and the hot breeze blow into the ward painted in warm colors,

Listening to Ye Sheng's words beside the bed, it was the first time he learned about her past. Fangran's eyes looked a little dazed, and then in the ward where there were only two people,

He saw the stunning figure tied up in wine red and smiled softly at him:

"But at that time, I was actually very confused."

Without interrupting, Fangran listened quietly at this moment, watching the memories flow in Ye Sheng's beautiful lowered eyes,

"I never thought about what I wanted to do. At that time, I just followed the arrangements of my family and worked hard."

"Studying, skipping grades, going to college, studying abroad, returning to China to take over the industry, and who I was dating and getting married to. I could see my life at a glance."

Then I saw the softest and brightest color appear in her eyes, and listened to her softly nostalgic words:

"As for waiting for me to find my wish and realize that I will never prove myself by following other people's orders,"

"It happened after I met someone."

that person?

Is it Sister Yesheng's 'Prince Charming'...

In his trance, he remembered what Ye Sheng had said to him last time here. Although he didn't get a clear explanation, Fangran could somehow guess that it was that person.

Deep curiosity emerged in my heart again,

By the way, what kind of person is he?

"Fangran, do you know anything about the night game?"

Without continuing what he just said, Ye Sheng raised her eyes and looked at him and asked suddenly.

"Things about the night bureau... Well, um, I only know that our night bureau has only been established for a short period of time..."

Hearing Ye Sheng suddenly ask this, Fangran could only answer subconsciously in shock.

"Well, it's only about ten years."

Nodding in admission, Ye Sheng looked at the warm Lingyuan on his wrist, not knowing what he was thinking in his dark eyes.

"But in fact, we are not the first generation of night bureaus. It's just that the previous generation of night bureaus encountered an unknown crisis in the scene more than 20 years ago and was destroyed."

Encountered an unknown crisis in the scene? Destruction and dissolution! ?

Fangran was a little surprised when he learned about such a thing for the first time. He could vaguely guess that since it came from the long and ancient midnight,

The Night Bureau has gone through some changes, so there are only so few members today.

But he didn't expect that it would be like this, an unknown crisis that could wipe out all members and disband them. The previous generation of Night Bureau more than 20 years ago...

What exactly happened?

"Midnight is the same as Evernight Palace. After the queen formulated the rules of the night war society, she gradually retreated out of people's sight,"

"Some young members of Midnight, that is, Aunt Shui and her generation, decided to stay in reality and establish the Night Bureau. As an official force stationed in China, they will deal with all threats related to night wars."

Gently telling Fangran the origin of the night game, Ye Sheng spoke in a low voice at the end,

"And the leader among them is my father."

father...!

The moment he heard this fact, Fangran's eyes widened slightly.

The leader of the night bureau of the previous generation, that is to say, Sister Yesheng’s father has...

"Sister Yesheng, me! Well... I'm sorry... I'm not..."

"No, don't worry. Strictly speaking, I haven't met him."

Regarding Fangran's apologetic panic after learning this, Ye Sheng just shook his head and smiled gently at him, then looked out the window and said softly:

"Inheriting his power, I also inherited the responsibility of revitalizing the night situation, so that I, who was confused at that time, found what I wanted to do,"

"In the beginning, there was only Xiao Ling who was always with me, then the magician, the alchemist, then Su Xing, the eldest young master, Mucheng, and everyone after that, including you, Fang Ran,"

I recall the beginning when I and Hua Ling were sitting in the office of the night bureau, imagining that one day there would be many people here,

Ye Sheng looked at Fang Ran and said with extremely serious eyes:

"I hope that companions who are not relatives or partners can trust each other and get together with laughter without burdens."

"It's my wish to make it come true."

In fact, what Ye Sheng did not say at this moment was that the reason for re-establishing the Night Bureau was, in addition to the responsibilities inherited from the notebook,

The selfish and most critical part of a wish,

It was she who wanted to realize that in the scene where everyone was together, there could be someone present.

Guarding the Night Bureau started from scratch and developed bit by bit to the present,

It's because she's waiting for someone to fulfill her promise...

"In order to be able to realize this wish, and to prevent that night of reverse tide attacks from happening again, I cannot protect you and everyone else,"

"The fear of regret and regret is what keeps me working hard,"

Thinking about the words of that hateful figure in his memory, Ye Sheng looked at Fang Ran with his dark eyes:

"The so-called effort is to prevent you from meeting the person you could have been at the moment of crying or dying."