Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

In the hall of Clipperburg, a long and slender corridor leads straight to the office. The walls are hung with murals of the great guardians of the past. Below are metal nameplates with names engraved on them. There are no more, no less, a total of eighteen murals.

But this young Great Guardian decided to engrave the metal nameplate under his mural as the 19th generation. No one knew the intention of this Great Guardian. As long as anyone dared to question it, the always calm and calm one The Great Guardian will be like a dragon whose scales have been touched. Almost no one dares to look at him with his sharp eyes.

The nights in Belloberg have always been like this, silent and long, with only the snow falling from the sky and the dim lights of the city in sight, everything is silent.

Cocolia sat at the table and looked at the Belloberg in the wind and snow. Endless longing and memories appeared in her purple eyes. Once upon a time, she was sitting in this position and looked at the entire Belloberg. But at that time, she was being hugged in a warm embrace and sitting on his lap. She quietly raised her head and looked at his side face, watching him talk about Beloberg's future with high spirits. Their future...

With a sound of "ding!", Cocolia gradually came to her senses. She stood up and went to the steamer. She opened the lid of the pot. The hot white steam spread out, and the rich smell of red dates spread from the pot. A small silver bowl filled with red date porridge came out.

The red dates and rice she chose were the freshest and plumpest. The rice was washed in cold water, then the cores of the red dates were removed, boiled over high heat first, and then cooked over low heat until the porridge was formed. Cooked until soft and fragrant.

She returned to the table with the red date porridge, took out a silver spoon, and drank it sip by sip. Tears flowed down uncontrollably. She suddenly stopped and dropped the spoon in her hand, silently looking at the photo frame on the table. Tears fell on the table.

The photo shows her standing in front of the Golden Grand Theater. The weather was still sunny at that time, with fluffy snow floating in the air. Cocolia raised her hands to cover the sun, and the wind blew the hem of her white gauze skirt in the air, causing ripples. .

But this photo shouldn't be like this. She should be holding the man's arm with a happy smile on her face, which is in contrast to the shyness of the man next to her. But in the photo, she is alone with her hands raised to cover the sun. In the photo There was no trace of the man anymore, as if he had been wiped out.

"Red date porridge...it's still so bitter..." she said softly to the person in the photo, as if the man was still in the photo, "Maybe it's because I ate it alone..."

She actually put a lot of sugar, a lot. Xier and Bronya once said that the red date porridge she made was like sugar water, but she just smiled and shook her head. In her opinion, this bowl of red date porridge was still It was so bitter that she couldn't swallow it for a long time and it came to her heart...

"What a sentimental woman, completely different from him." A faint sigh echoed in the room, "To be honest, I am surprised that you would choose to cooperate with me without hesitation. This does not seem to be what you city builders can do. s Choice."

"Of course you won't understand. You are just a star core and have no emotions." Cocolia said softly.

"But seven hundred years have been enough for me to understand the emotions of you humans. Can you guarantee that he will not hate you?" Xinghe said.

"Hate?" Cocolia turned around and looked at the scenery outside the window and whispered.

"Of course, he gave his life for this city, but you have to bury this city into a restart with your own hands. You know, we are not 100% sure, and that ray of hope is very slim." Star core image Feeling.

"Hate?...Compared to living in painful struggle every day, compared to the deep feeling of powerlessness and regret! Compared to missing me day and night!...What is hate?" Cocolia's voice became louder and louder. He was excited and excited, but in the end it just turned into a gentle sigh, as if he was asking himself.

Xinghe's voice fell silent, and after a few minutes of silence, he left a sentence of 'I respect your wishes' before gradually dissipating in the room, leaving only endless silence.

Cocolia looked at Belloberg in the wind and snow and felt the overwhelming silence rushing towards her. She felt that the city had changed, but she could not find the changes in the city. She suddenly shed tears silently, as if in Smiling, but also crying.

"I can't hold your hand...how do I know if you will hate me..."

[I overturned the whole world just to straighten your reflection - Cocolia]