I changed the timeline with the game

Su Wen looked at this line.

He calmed down.

at the same time.

Jiang Menghan didn't know what he was facing, not the gods who were sacrificed by everyone on Moscow.

Just the opposite.

She probably became the first person in the world and truly facing the god of high latitude of sustainable glaciers.

In this world, all ruins have its own rules.

[Samoa Islands Storm Cliff Heritage] The rules are [Watching] and [Storm]

The record layer with permanent glaciers was used as a higher -dimensional border connection.

now.

Jiang Menghan even failed to get the gaze of the gods,

She just gained a period of knowledge:

The high moon hanging on the sustainable glacier, the end of the time when there is no disability:

It's [Artemis Palace]

Also known as [Mirror Palace]

at the same time.

Fortunately, he got a section of the inheritance of the gods.

It represents the authority of the moon god:

[Quiet] [Landless Land] [Moon -phase reflection] [Refracting]

at the same time.

Its extraordinary features also include [eternity], [space] and [narrative]

Jiang Menghan didn't know that Su Wenzheng was preparing to spend all the world influence to save himself.

But she didn't have a trace of confusion and hesitation.

after all.

This road was chosen by the girl himself.

now.

Under the light reflection of the empty glacier background.

Moonlight passed through layers of stacked ice.

until.

Quietly stunned in front of her eyes.

The trials from the Artemis Palace opened the curtain in a moment.

The authority of the moon god:

【Eternal narrative】

at the same time.

Because of this trial, she was pulled back to the memories of the past:

I know ~ I know ~

The sound of the cicada in summer came from the shade of the window.

The girl is sitting in the window in school uniforms.

The podium.

The bald Chinese teacher is telling Mr. Taibai's experience.

But for Jiang Menghan, it seems that it is already known, and there is no need to listen.

She put her cold eyes out of the window.

that's all.

With the fall of the sunset, the time for get out of class is here.

Most of them left in three or two.

Only she packed up her backpack without waiting for anyone.

Next is the time for the parent meeting.

Unlike other students who are afraid or expectations, for her.

Today is the same as usual.

Jiang Menghan, who is the first, does not need parents to attend the meeting.

At the same time, her parents were too busy.

so.

Even if you need it, no one can come to the meeting.

She is probably used to such a thing.

The girl walked in the forest road in the sunset and walked towards the direction of home.

The ringtone of the mobile phone sounded quietly.

Jiang Menghan opened the message prompt.

A line of words appeared quietly above:

"At 3 noon tomorrow, the funeral home in Linjiang -do, send your grandmother for the last journey.

Yesterday's rescue failed.

But my mother and I can't go back now, I can only ask you. "

This is news from her father.

See here.

Jiang Menghan always felt that his heartbeat seemed to have a stagnation.

It is difficult to describe this feeling.

I just felt that there seemed to be countless loneliness.

The girl took a pocket.

There was a pendant there.

It was about three years ago. On her birthday, her father sent a commemorative pendant sent from the Yin Luliste Bingjus of Greenland Island.

Now.

I don't know where to throw it.

The former Jiang Menghan couldn't understand.

Why do you have to experience these things and don't understand the meaning of surviving next.

now.

She walked through the tree -lined road.

A child was crying in the middle of the road. Not far away, a driver driving a big car had no intention of deceleration.

If it is Jiang Menghan, who is on the verge of collapse.

Probably choose to save that child in a way of self -destruction.

But at this moment.

She just sighed.

In the boundless loneliness, the girl calmly narrated:

"Marquez once wrote in" Centennial Solitude "

(No matter where you go, you should remember that the past was lonely.

Memories are a way without an end, and all the past spring no longer exists. Even the most tough love, in the final analysis, is just a fleeting reality. .

Extremely.

Memories are more real than dreams. Those sadness and regrets have happened really.

But all memories exist in the past.

so.

No matter how real these sorrows, no matter how strong humans are yearning for changing the past.

I can't indulge in this forever. "

She said that.

Step by step.

He walked to the big truck that came calmly.

at the same time.

The boundless moonlight drooping down.

It seems that everything is divided into a world of two layers.

She was not harmed.

only.

Seeing the girl who once rescued her children with self -destruction.

It was a child who fell on the street with the child.

far away.

When the big truck is about to drive.

A familiar figure appeared from her, and quickly pulled her once.

That's.

Su Wen in memory.

He said with sweat on his forehead:

"Sorry, Uncle Jiang just told me the bad news.

I have asked for leave, I will go with you tomorrow.

Don't take such risky actions in the future."

Hearing this.

Jiang Menghan, who was undergoing the trial of the secret realm of Artemis, quietly bloomed an extremely gentle smile on her beautiful face.

At the same time.

Now Su Wen seemed to have really appeared in this secret realm built by [Palace of Artemis].

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He handed himself a headdress with intricate and exquisite patterns:

"A bouquet of flowers from St. Macarius from Northern Europe.

Take it.

I know that 'today' is your birthday."

Hearing this.

The girl smiled:

"Two years ago, the day I recalled was indeed my birthday.

But we are in Moscow now.

My birthday is still more than half a year away."

Su Wen smiled gently:

"Then consider it as next year's birthday gift."

"That's it.

I can't agree to that, dear Mr. Su Wen."

The girl took the headdress and whispered,

"Even I would be a little greedy for the gift I should have expected."

The world line was like a mirror, constantly tearing apart in the snapping frozen picture.

Finally, it broke into countless traces of the past.

Jiang Menghan broke free from the loneliness that made her most desperate in the past by her own strength.

At the same time.

With the help of Su Wen's Saint Macarius Flower.

She successfully advanced to the extraordinary.

Looking at the past that was gradually fading away.

Jiang Menghan said softly:

"Victor Hugo once wrote in "Notre Dame de Paris":

(This is the sun at dusk, but we mistake it for the dawn.)

God.

The world you see is probably different from mine."

Instantly.

The leaves from the border of the Siberian perpetual glacier scattered into tiny glimmers.

The girl's eyes returned to Moscow again.

At the same time.

The pilgrimage day has ended.

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