Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

The hospitals in Jiang Fan's memory were all large rooms with six to eight people in one room. Nurses hurriedly pushed carts in and out of each floor. There were LCD screens hanging on the walls of the halls to play news. There was a lot of chattering everywhere.

But Natasha's clinic is different. There are no redundant medical staff here, and there are few patients in the clinic. There are no patients leaning on the bench with their coats or simply setting up simple beds in the corridor.

There are only a few scattered beds in the room, which are simply separated by blue medical screens. In the center of the clinic is a square wooden table with several cups of steaming tea on it. Various posters about body care are posted on it. In a prominent place in the room, a bitter smell mixed with various medicinal herbs gently filled the room.

The room was extremely quiet, with only the ticking sound of the clock hanging on the wall. Yueqiu Qi and Danheng were separated by Jiang Fan and Natasha for other reasons. At this time, they were probably playing hide-and-seek with Hook or something. He was visiting Panyan Town, and he had been sitting here for ten minutes, and the cup of tea in front of him had been refilled four times.

"Nata...do you know who I am?" Jiang Fan gently blew the hot air from the tea, breaking the silence in the room.

Natasha studied his face: "You know, it's still exactly the same as before. It's as if you haven't aged at all. Time has left no trace on you, but the traces of your stay in Belloberg have also disappeared."

"Yes." Jiang Fan nodded, his eyes blurred, as if his thoughts flew to the end of distant time, "Obviously everything is so familiar, but also strange. Everyone has forgotten my existence, as if the world has abandoned me. It feels like the hero who saved the world returns triumphantly, but everyone is looking at him in confusion, as if they don’t know why this person is here.”

"There is neither applause nor flowers, nor cheers nor banquets, just those strange eyes, sharper than the blades, as if you, the returning hero, are an outsider."

Natasha hesitated for a moment and sighed softly: "But this is all too weird. What kind of power can be strong enough to distort everyone's memory and change reality?"

"I don't know." Jiang Fan shook his head, "What about you? Is it because the relationship between us is indestructible? So you don't have amnesia?"

"If feelings are indestructible, then it is Sylva, Jeppard and Seele who should not lose their memory. As for Cocolia, I think she is the only one who can still keep you in her memory. Although she still has Not confirmed." Natasha said quietly.

"You should be glad that I am a doctor. Sometimes new drugs need to be tested before conclusions can be drawn. Otherwise, even if you were standing in front of me today, I would regard you as a familiar Iron Guard." Natasha glanced at She glanced at him, with a lightness in her tone, as if she had gone back more than ten years ago, when she was still a girl with a fluttering white skirt, not the old witch Hook said.

Maybe it was the reunion of old friends, or maybe it was some emotion in her heart. Her heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked, and the sound waves spread out. She suddenly felt relaxed, as if something heavy had been lifted. down.

After so many years, she had forgotten many of the plots, and the encounter that had once moved her heart had become a little blurry. But breathing the rusty air, she sat on the path at the end of the mine tunnel and looked at the entire city. , she could still remember the agreement she had made with someone, but that person's face was blurry in her mind, and she couldn't see it clearly.

If it weren't for the development of new drugs, she might never have the chance to see that man's face clearly in her life. After many years, she never gave up looking for him, but everyone had forgotten about the talented young man from the Landau family, and that person. Belloberg is the youngest, most passionate and dream-filled Great Guardian.

A person's path is always lonely, and loneliness makes people want to die. There was a time when she was almost wrapped in endless fatigue, so tired that it seemed that her heart could not beat.

She even suspected that there was something wrong with her nerves, and she was like a madman searching the streets for a lonely ghost.

But she hesitated again. If even she gave up, would anyone still remember him?

He may have been forgotten in a corner of the world. He shouted desperately, "I am Jiang Fan, the great guardian of Belloberg." But no one would excuse him and even move him. A stone blocked the corner to prevent this lunatic from causing harm to Beloberg.

But in the end, almost when she wanted to give up, they met again, not an encounter, but a reunion... But it was so late... He was still high-spirited and dressed in white... But she had long been Not the girl with the fluttering skirt.

"Thank you for your rock-solid will. At least it makes me feel that the world is much warmer." Jiang Fan shook his head with emotion and drank the tea in one gulp, as boldly as he drank whiskey.

"All these years..." Natasha pursed her lips and wanted to ask something, but in the end she sighed and said nothing, just holding the tea cup and sipping it.

Jiang Fan knew what Natasha wanted to ask, but he didn't answer and didn't know how to answer. Could it be that he was exiled to a different dimension? A day there is a year here, which is ridiculous, but at least it sounds reasonable.

Jiang Fan fell into deep thought for a long time until Natasha poured him another cup of hot tea.

"Can you tell me a story about these years?... Nata."

There was a cool silence in the room. Their eyes met with each other, and their eyes were shining. The clock on the wall made a slight sound of 'tick-tock', and time passed slowly like this.

Natasha sighed softly, with a smile on her face. The tiredness gradually dissipated, and the familiar feeling returned, no longer unfamiliar at all.

She looked at Jiang Fan's deep eyes and was finally defeated. Sure enough, the instructor was right. People should not meet someone who is too stunning when they are young, otherwise everything will pale in comparison to him.

"Everything is fine, even prosperous. Cocolia passed the selection of the Great Guardian and became the youngest Great Guardian after you. Siluwa also joined the Technical Department of the Builder as she wished, but now she is only on a temporary basis. .”

"She ran a machine shop on the corner and occasionally gave concerts, and the songs she sang were still rock 'n' roll."

"Jepard has now become the guard of the Silver-maned Iron Guard, taking on the important task of protecting Beloberg. Xile was raised by Cocolia, and she has also become the commander of the Silver-maned Iron Guard. , He is a reliable child." Natasha paused.

"Kokolia also adopted a child named Bronya from the lower area, and seems to want to train her to become the next great guardian. You also know Xier's temperament. She has been chattering wildly since she was a child, as if she has been there forever. The flying butterflies are affectionately called Xida pillows by the teachers, so Cocolia also knows it very well, so she will train Bronya."

"Are you looking for Cocolia?" Natasha suddenly asked him.

Jiang Fan shook his head in silence, and the hand holding the tea cup unconsciously exerted force, and the cup even made some kind of overwhelmed sound.

"Don't break my teacup. It's an old thing I bought when I was in medical school." Natasha shrugged and chuckled, "Did you know? Bronya did not follow Cocolia's surname Lan. Germany, but...Landau, that's why I feel that she has never forgotten you."

"You should really go back and find her, then hug her, kiss her, and then the two of you tell your thoughts and love. That would be a happy ending. Of course, Sylva and Jeppard will have to rely on your own efforts, not that Is love the most powerful force in the world?”

Jiang Fan lowered his head and looked at the teacup in his hand. The sparkling water reflected the lampshade on the ceiling and Natasha's gentle eyes.

He took a sip of tea, and the contradictory taste of bitterness and sweetness spread in his throat. The taste that should not coexist danced on the tip of his tongue, contradictory and complicated...

"Yeah...love is the most powerful force in the world...not a drug..." He murmured softly, his voice dissipating like ripples in the sound of the clock.