Douluo: Love You Without Regret

A faint light hangs on the ceiling, dazzling sparks adorn the dark room, and the floating dream carries unknown emotions. Quietly, the deepest emotions in the heart are drawn out, and the volumes are written into wonderful dreams.

The silent night is accompanied by the stars and the moon, and who is the company of the sleeping person?

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Listen, there are footsteps. In this quiet world, no matter how soft the sound is, it is infinitely expanded.

With a creak, the wooden door was gently opened, and a dark figure walked into the house lightly. The dark figure bypassed the entrance and went straight to the interior. Everything was so skilled, you see, he caught it smoothly The bottle fell off the table and put it back in place.

who is he? What does he come to do?

I saw him turn around, chuckle softly at the sleeping figure in the bed, and quickly covered his mouth to stop the laughter, he slowly, slowly approached the bed, bare feet on the fluffy blanket There was no sound at all, the steady breathing, the swaying of the pendulum, everything was as usual.

He lightly raised the corner of his mouth, stood by the bed and watched, the moonlight shone on him through the empty window of the carved building, the dark shadow was printed on the snow-white quilt, he suddenly bent slightly, a stream of light flashed in his eyes, and then Thump on the bed.

He hugged the bulging part of the quilt, rubbed his cheek, suddenly felt that something was wrong, raised his head, some doubts: "soft?" He got out of bed, lifted the quilt, and looked at the quilt speechlessly Pillow covered by quilt.

He tilted his head, biting his fingers in confusion, thinking about where the person who was supposed to be in the bed would go, he thought about it, and finally remembered the corner of his mouth hanging when someone heard that he was going to scare this person during the day. The arc is obviously abnormal, and I understand it in seconds.

He turned around and walked out of the room angrily. He wanted to slam the door, but after thinking about it, he closed the door gently, turned around and strode away [Door: Thank you for letting me go QAQ]

He passed through the dark passage, greeted each other with the patrolling guards, and walked slowly down the corridor.

A blue butterfly flew in front of him, his eyes couldn't help being attracted by it, he turned around in the direction it flew, and looked at the night sky, the brightly lit world unfolded in front of him. The place where the world can be called home, he looked at the ten thousand lights and remembered that he had been held in her arms a long time ago, watching the night with her here, and she also told him a lot about the stars. story.

He raised his head along the memory, pointed his finger lightly to the night sky, counted the stars, and drew along the pattern formed by the stars, he suddenly smiled, the memory of his childhood was still so clear, no, to him, it was no longer When I was young, I can remember it so clearly.

He recalled his biological mother, and suddenly thought that he hadn't seen her for many years, although these years were only a few days for her.

He recalled his biological father again. He wondered if the grumpy he was still quarreling and fighting with his biological mother every day.

She appeared in front of his eyes again. If he wanted to talk about family affection, he felt a lot from her. She was very kind to him and could be regarded as his "mother" in this life.

He stretched out his hand to look for the stars in the sky, but withdrew his hand. He remembered the person he always dreamed of in his dreams recently, and there were some waves in his heart. He heard the thumping sound of his heart. love? He doesn't know, and doesn't want to know, that he and that person may not be able to be together in this life, because of her, the promise he made will be fulfilled. He also wants to not regret it, not to mention, this is also a test.

He thought, closed his eyes slowly, his consciousness spread, even if he didn't open his eyes to look, he saw a lot of things, he saw a lot of black light spots gathered in the city, he Seeing the guards standing by day and night, constantly patrolling to ensure safety, he saw many people sleeping peacefully in their beds, he saw her sitting on a high seat, holding a report in her hand, discussing the next thing with her subordinates, he also saw a lot of……

His consciousness spread outside the city. He saw a blue-haired young man sitting by the window. Although he was irritable, he still calmed down and played the musical instrument in his hand. He saw a rude man watching him cut His lower arms and thighs spoke to a blue-silver grass. He saw a young man sleeping in a tent, clenching a dagger in his hand, dreaming of being with his beloved, and he saw a dense forest thousands of miles away. There is a girl in the jungle talking with the soul beast around her, and she can't help smiling when she talks about interesting places...

People in this world are doing their own thing, living their own lives, enjoying what they have now, and looking forward to their future lives.

He opened his eyes, tapped the black spot around him with his finger, and laughed until tears fell out, but there was no man in red to wipe the tears for him. The black lights around him gathered together and condensed into a coquettish manzhushahua, and then scattered, he said softly: "In the future, you will bloom here, and in more and more places, for a thousand years, Falling for a thousand years, flowers and leaves will never meet, love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death."

He turned around, continued to walk forward, walked into the familiar passage, and opened the door with the guardian formation. He stretched out his hand and slowly wiped the formation above, and then there was a black fire on his fingers. , engraved his own traces on it, he seemed to hear a sigh, but he didn't seem to care about the situation.

He opened the door, stepped in, turned and closed it.

The black flames jumped in the air, he opened his palms, palms facing the ceiling, the black flames jumped into his palms, he laughed lightly, lay on the bed, kicked off his shoes, and let them fall to the ground at will, he put the The flames were thrown around, not at all worried that the flames would burn when they hit other things.

After a long time, he had probably had enough fun. He threw the flames behind him a little tiredly, put his palms over his eyes, closed his eyes tightly, pulled the quilt beside him, covered him, turned over, yawned, and then fell asleep. .

The night was still silent, and the melodious singing in the distance did not disturb his sleep.

The morning light spilled into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The person on the bed turned over, rubbed his eyes with his hands, blinked his eyes, and stared blankly at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

The knock on the door awakened his still awake brain. After yawning, he got out of bed, washed and changed his clothes. He narrowed his eyes and kicked his foot.

The man hurriedly avoided, pretending to be aggrieved: "It's so cruel, to actually abuse me early in the morning!"

He looked at the man's pretence with contempt, shook his head forcefully to ignore him, then looked at the dignified woman not far away, trotted a few steps into her arms, got her caress, and rubbed happily, Looking up, he smiled sweetly: "Good morning, Bibi Dong."

"Good morning, Qianye." Bibi Dong took Qianye's hand, glanced at someone who quickly regained a serious face, and said lightly, "Ju Douluo, let's go." The tone of voice changed from gentle to indifferent. Quick, Qianye couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This morning is still so beautiful.