collection of short stories

The man left, he looked at the shining citrine on the table with a little disappointment and a little joy.

Maybe, this is the last time.

Passing through the countless remote and winding alleys in the royal city, to the entire eerie dense forest in the outskirts, Su Nuo was sure that no one was following him, so he plunged into an abandoned old site.In a room on the third floor with ruined walls and a crumbling ceiling, Su Nuo used a kind of white powder to draw a complex magic circle.No one in the world can draw this huge and mysterious pattern better than him.

"I'm going to ask one more question. Maybe this is the last question," he paused. "Forgive me, teacher."

The boy put the citrine on an old wire tray by the window, took two steps back, sat next to the magic circle, and waited quietly.As the sky was getting dark, he adjusted the position of the tray so that the last ray of sunlight just fell on the crystal.

Su Nuo closed his eyes and opened them again.He calmed down and used his spiritual power to push the original power of the spar.The undetectable spiritual power ignited the flame of the crystal source, and the power of the crystal stone became active in an instant, as if it had become some kind of living creature, rushing fiercely.

The golden light merged and became stronger, the sunlight passed through the crystal, and a much brighter light was projected in the center of the magic circle.The golden color spread along the white line, and the entire magic circle glowed with golden light.The figure of an old man slowly appeared in the center of the magic circle. His translucent body was tall and majestic, as if possessing infinite power. His expression was firm and determined, and his eyes were full of wisdom.In the teenager's cognition, this person is his immortal god.

"Su Nuo." The old man looked at the young man with a trace of suppressed pain in his eyes, "This is a dangerous game. Dedicate your soul to Jingyuan, and it will become your Mephisto. I am Ganster, but Not all, and you can't believe everything I tell you."

"Teacher, I want to ask you the last question this time. I know that I have forgotten him. It was affected by the ancient teleportation magic on the Chifeng Cliff. This is my own mistake. I lost him. Now I I just want to know, where is he? Please point me in a direction."

"The Heart of Glory in the Temple of Glenn."

Ganster left the name, and without saying another word, disappeared.At that time, Su Nuo still didn't know what this sentence meant.

Two days later, a piece of news spread throughout the entire royal city.The Heart of Glory was almost stolen, and the thief was caught on the spot and thrown into prison. He will be executed in public three days later.

"My baby, if I give you the Heart of Glory, how will you repay me?" These words seemed to ring in my ears, and when Su Nuo heard the news, he was completely frightened.

He knew that the guy was a thief.And he always steals the crystals for himself. Although he sends them back every time he uses them up, ordinary people will never know the existence of such things as crystal sources, but the question is, does he really dare to make up his mind about Queen Auranma's things?Is he out of his mind?

Su Nuo sat in the room thinking about countermeasures.With the power I can use now, can I rescue that guy unscathed?

A pleasant whistle brought him back from his thoughts.

"Huh?" Su Nuo opened his eyes wide, looking at the man who jumped in from the window, "You!"

"Hi, baby!" The man smiled triumphantly, "What do you think this is?"

On his open hand, a clear and translucent crystal lay quietly, and a little flame-like red was like blood, gurgling in the depths of the crystal.

"You! How could you... Are you alright? You escaped? No, it shouldn't be you..." Su Nuo was incoherent, and wanted to say something, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by the crystal.It was not only beautiful, but also a powerful force, constantly pounding his heart.It reverberated in the chest cavity, making a soft sound, like a huge rain washing the sky, the soul was filled in an instant, and the lost gradually recovered.He moved his gaze from the crystal to the man's face, finally realizing what he had missed.

That was the person whom he had forgotten and desperately wanted to find since Chifengyabi and his party.

"Severn..." He murmured out the man's name.

"Why, finally remembered?" The man's always joking face finally showed a completely relaxed look, "How should I repay me?"

What responded to him was the young man's body that swooped in.As if holding a ball of fire, Su Nuo hugged him tightly, unable to speak a word.Losing this person once is already the greatest punishment for him, Su Nuo told himself, no matter what happens again, he will never let go of these hands again.

-END-

"Broken Listening" III

A tidy and clean path leads to the seaside glowing with the golden light of the setting sun.Lin Ting kicked his feet and found a familiar bench to sit down on.It has been three months since I came to Japan, and I have no problems with my work. Next, I will stay here for a long time.

Everything is a new beginning, against the end of the old days.

The old days are over.

Lin Ting looked at the sea indifferently for a while, the white waves licked the beach regularly, such a peaceful scene seemed to forget all the emotional fluctuations.In this world where only he exists, he doesn't need to make any pretense anymore.Taking out a silver flip phone that had been discontinued a few years ago, Lin Ting couldn't help but twitch his mouth slightly. The slot for the SIM card is broken, and the phone has long been unusable, and it has been kept for only one purpose—to look through the few text messages left in the phone's memory.

Lin Ting is not a person who can forget old feelings.He is even stubborn and refuses to forget.

He slowly flipped through the text messages. These non-transferable text messages formed his past and propped up his present, but there was no future.

Two days ago, the head of the class learned that he was still single, so he was eager to introduce his sister to him.Lin Ting said indifferently, thank you for your kindness, very sorry, I am gay.He still remembers that the head of the class was taken aback and said regretfully, "It's a pity that I don't have a brother, otherwise I would definitely introduce it to you."

The first text message, an unremarkable self-introduction, plus a job arrangement.

The second text message, please do another thing yourself.

The third rule is still business, leave an address, and ask yourself to receive registration forms for several dormitories.

Then, there are some ordinary conversations, sometimes asking about homework, sometimes asking about addresses.

Lin Ting was always cautious, pretending to respond naturally.And as early as the first time I saw it, I knew it, and I fell in love with the monitor at first sight.

For me, this was a fruitless relationship, and in the end the partnership broke up, and that person didn't know anything about it.He thought of some novels he had read, in which the person he had a crush on revealed his feelings intentionally or unintentionally, and then slowly influenced the one he loved, and finally had a happy ending together.Good and hopeful, but a story no matter how well written it is.

For Lin Ting, such fruitlessness is the reality.

He didn't want to watch that person get married, although he knew it.No one said it, but there were always some clues pointing to the ending he didn't want to see, and it was impossible for him to jump out and say what, what to do, why bother asking for pain.Maybe falling in love with another person would solve the problem, but he couldn't.So in the end, he cut off contact with everyone very simply, and fled to Japan alone.That's right, this is a simple escape.He clutched his old mobile phone as a souvenir. He didn't want to face the reality, but he faced the real reality very indifferently.

There are not many realities that can be as beautiful as the direction of the story, but there are many, many realities, and there will be no "later".

This phone is about to break down, and it can hardly be charged now. Even if the battery is fully charged, it can only last for about ten minutes. There is no possibility of repairing the old model.Lin Ting knew that one day he would never be able to open it again and lose all his past.

He gradually reduced the number of times he turned it on, he thought, maybe one day, he would no longer want to turn it on, and he would no longer want to touch those memories.

...and that's not a bad thing either.

He raised his eyes, on the sea level, and in his calm eyes, the last ray of light gradually disappeared.

That person probably never knew that he once had such an important, such an important position in someone's heart.He won't know.This is reality.

That's it.I do not know when, the old days have come to an end.

-END-

"Broken Listening" [-]

Raising the camera in his hand, Fang Xiao took a picture of the cloud-shrouded mountain.He chose an angle that he was most satisfied with, and took a photo that looked most satisfactory at a time that felt most appropriate.He called up the photo album to appreciate it carefully, and felt that if he posted this photo on Weibo and Moments, there would be a lot of comments and likes.

The fly in the ointment is that he stands here alone, somewhat lonely.There is no way, there is another buddy who had made an appointment before, and suddenly he was pushed into a big project, and he couldn't rest even if he asked for leave in advance, so he had to cry and refund his ticket and go back to work overtime.So he was the only one who really came here.

There are also advantages to being alone.Walk as you want, stop as you want, go wherever you want, eat whatever you want, without worrying about others at all, this is the kind of freedom that is difficult to obtain in group activities.

Fang Xiao climbed to the top of the peak, lingered for a while, and felt that he was very satisfied with this place, and he could recommend other friends to walk this route next time.Although he does not do this professionally, Fang Xiao is careful and likes to discover the local fun. Generally, everyone agrees with the fun places he says, and as time goes by