Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Walking on the administrative square of Belloberg, there are potted flowers placed every 50 meters along the road. They are covered with glass to keep the temperature so that they can survive in the wind and snow. The fluffy snow falling all over the sky looks like wilting. The wilted white flowers swayed in the wind, and occasionally snowflakes fell on the tip of Jiang Fan's nose and turned into water droplets in an instant.

Jiang Fan was still in a daze when he returned here. He clearly remembered every corner of this city. Even the broken floor tiles under the street lamp were still fresh in his mind, especially the ones every 50 meters. The potted flowers set up made him even more suspicious of his simulated experience.

He once told Cocolia that he wanted flowers to bloom in the city of Belloberg, so that what the residents saw every day would no longer be snowflakes falling from the sky, and it would no longer be a vast white world. He hoped to use Flowers decorate Belloberg and make the city full of life.

But that is almost impossible. No flowers can stand and survive in the wind and snow. The technical department of the city builders will not bother to study such flower seeds. Otherwise, Jiang Fan will definitely be put on the Gardener's Guard. writer's hat.

After leaving the Perpetual Machinery House in Xiluwa, Dan Heng proposed to inquire about the star core, but Jiang Fan waved his hand and declined because he wanted to see Beloberg alone and walk around with him. Traces left in this 'world'.

Holding a cup of warm coffee in his hand, he sat on a bench in front of the Eternal Winter Monument in the square and looked into the distance, where cirrus clouds were hanging low, and Clipper Castle looked like a city in the sky hanging on the clouds. In this city, in front of the stairs leading to Clipper Castle, there is also the girl with porcelain skin and wearing silver-maned iron guard armor.

She is definitely the only one in the Silver Mane Iron Guard patrol team. Everyone else is wearing heavy armor. Only she is wearing a long women's Iron Guard robe, holding a scythe as high as a person in her hand, wearing a black Short boots, straight and slender legs bare, without any stockings.

Jiang Fan sipped his coffee and suppressed the thoughts in his heart. In fact, for a moment just now, he wanted to run over and hug Xi'er, and then ask her why she didn't wear stockings, in case she got Lao Han. What to do with her legs and then scratch her nose like she did as a child.

But if he really dared to go up to her, hug her and question her, he might be arrested by the Silver-maned Iron Guard as a mental illness and thrown into prison, right?

He was thinking wildly in his mind. At this time, the wind caused by the train passing through the rails blew the fine snow into chaos. It slowed down gently and stopped in front of the stop sign. The door slowly opened, and the passengers in the carriage got out of the car in an orderly manner.

7 o'clock in the morning in Belloberg is not considered the peak working period, so few people will take this morning bus to the Administrative Square, and few people will take this bus to the next area.

Many years have passed, and the orange paint of this train has not changed or peeled off. Even the small advertisement on the door armrest is still the same advertisement for a flower shop.

But when he looked inside the carriage through the glass, what hung on the wall was no longer Jiang Fan's photo, but a photo of Cocolia. He suddenly felt a little relieved and a little sad, and the faint sadness suddenly became It became so intense that Jiang Fan almost shed tears.

It turns out that this is real loneliness. The whole world has forgotten you and no one will remember you. But your mind is filled with every detail and story of you and them. You are like a person. A lonely dragon, entrenched alone in the mountains of gold and silver, guarding these treasures that no one can spy on, because you are the only one left in this world, and no one will rob you of your treasures.

For a moment, Jiang Fan wanted to forget those memories, and wanted to delete Cocolia, Xiluwa and others from his mind, but was he really lonely like that...?

Jiang Fan smiled silently, with various thoughts flashing through his mind. At this time, footsteps approached him. A cold girl wearing a silver-maned iron guard robe walked towards Jiang Fan, her purple pupils reflecting the shining light.

When she saw Jiang Fan's face, her eyes were blurred for a moment, and her tone softened inexplicably and she added an honorific: "Hello... What can I do for you? I see that you have been looking at us... Is there something I can help you with?"

Jiang Fan's heart skipped a beat, he shook his head and stood up to leave: "Sorry, I have nothing to do. Thank you for your trouble."

When Jiang Fan turned around and took steps forward, Xi'er's hesitant voice came from behind: "Excuse me...do I...do we know each other?"

"No...you got the wrong person." Jiang Fan raised his collar to cover his face slightly and quickened his pace to leave.

In fact, it's good if they can't remember it. Their lives are still happy and perfect. So what if they can't remember it? Let them believe that they are actually the 18th generation guardian of Beloberg? Have you ever fought against the Lord of Extermination to protect Beloberg? In fact, sometimes it is best not to remember clearly, so that there will be less sadness.

Xi'er stood there silently watching Jiang Fan's retreating back. She didn't calm down slightly until his figure disappeared from sight. She felt a sense of loss and hesitation in her heart for no reason, as if she had missed something.

At this time, the iron guard who was patrolling with her came over, looked at Xi'er who was staring blankly into the distance, and asked: "Sir Xi'er, are you okay?"

"It's nothing. I was thinking about the first time I entered Clipper Castle. I was wearing a white dress. I seemed to be holding someone's hand... Was it my mother?... It seems not..." Hill paused, "I I'm thinking...where have I seen those pupils...but I seem...to have forgotten something."

Xi'er said softly, a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and there were bursts of sadness in her heart for no reason. She had a strong feeling of wanting to throw herself into that man's arms. It seemed very warm there...

[I seem to have forgotten something... I have forgotten someone and something... But I vaguely remember that under the dark sky, those clear pupils reflect the scenery and determination of the entire city... -Ciel Landau]

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Please give me power and flowers for my love~ I have always been the author of sweet articles (I’m sure)