Canglan Ji

It's perfect, Miya is also generous, the two stand up, they are a match made in heaven.But looking at it, Xiao Ran always felt that there was a touch of loneliness hidden in Solanda's blue eyes.

"There's nothing you can do if you're not happy," Yu Chuan sighed, "He has to take this step."

"Well," Xiao Ran changed his position and continued to press his head, "Go to sleep for a while, and I'll call you when we arrive."

"Okay." Yu Chuan leaned on his leg and closed his eyes.

Faramir was drunk for the first time, probably because of the alcohol. He actually dreamed of the black-robed youth in the painting.

Also in this carriage, he was lying down and he was sitting beside him.

The dream was very vague, he still couldn't see that person's face, he could only feel his gentle fingers brushing away a strand of hair on his forehead.

He desperately wanted to open his eyes wide to look at that person, but his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he could only open a gap vainly.The figure of that person could not be seen clearly under the cover of the eyelashes, only a pair of his bony hands could be seen sliding past his eyes.

When he took his hands away, the space he was in turned into a tent on the front line. He was lying on the bed, and that person was still sitting beside him.

He heard himself asking, "What's wrong?"

The man said with a smile: "It's nothing, just look at you."

——What are you looking at me for?

Faramir thought, struggling to get up, the dream suddenly trembled and shattered into thousands of pieces.

The carriage jolted, and Faramir's head slammed against the wall, and he opened his eyes in pain.Sitting opposite him, Xiao Ran was holding Yu Chuan's head, for fear that he would wake up.Yu Chuan leaned on his lap and frowned, rubbed against him, and found a comfortable position to continue sleeping.

Xiao Ran looked down at him, eyes full of pity.

Faramir stared at Xiao Ran suddenly, his eyes seemed familiar, where did he see them?

It seems to be in the carriage too?Or in a tent?Or...a shore with waves crashing?

Who looked at himself with such eyes?

In an instant, the dream flashed across his heart like a bolt of lightning, and Faramir suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at Xiao Ran.

Sensing his unusual gaze, Xiao Ran gave him a strange look, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Faramir did not answer him, his eyes looked through Xiao Ran and saw another person.

Those gentle and nostalgic black eyes traveled through 15 years and clearly appeared in his memory!

The floodgate of memory burst open, and memories from the past flooded back into his mind.

——"Because...you are leaving me."

——"Nothing, just look at you."

——"Little fool, don't cry, you're so ugly."

"Xiu Shamu..." Faramir murmured, "Xiu Shamu!"

"The former dean? What's the matter?" Yu Chuan rubbed his eyes and sat up.

Then the two of them stared dumbfounded at the loss of all blood on Faramir's face, and the eyes filled with tears in an instant, rolling down big and big.

"Ah Mo, what's the matter?" Yu Chuan glanced at Xiao Ran without a clue, and found that he was also in a daze, so he quickly got up and sat beside him, patting his back, "Why are you crying?"

Faramir stood up, covered his face with his hands, his whole body trembling violently, the sharp pain like a thousand arrows piercing his heart made him curl up into a ball, crying heart-rendingly in the narrow compartment.

He remembered everything.

He remembered the figure sitting silently in the night.

He remembered the last hug in the sky above the nine-day cloud in the sea of ​​death, thousands of feet high.

He remembered Xiu Shamu's last look, as if he wanted to engrave his appearance into his soul and bring him to the next reincarnation.

Originally, Xiu Shamu could live a few more years.

Originally, he should be the one who died.

The last journey of piercing the sky with her life was the affection that Xiu Shamu couldn't bear to let go until her death.

The forgetting technique before dying was to hope that he would not be burdened with pain and sorrow in a world without himself.

Xiushamu had never spoken of love once in his life, but Faramir finally understood.

—I didn't know you loved me until 15 years after your death.

——What a sad, fateful joke...

138. Chapter 138

5 years later.

"Go in! 11:7! You can't do it, hahaha!" Gu Lancang kicked the sand gold beast into the temporary goal, mocking the enemy arrogantly.

"Brother Ma, are you really good at it!" Xiao Ran spurned him.

Gu Lancang dribbled the ball just now, and Brother Xiaoma obviously stopped it, but he was so scared by Gu Lancang's eyes that he silently gave way to a wide avenue.This behavior of surrendering to the enemy was collectively despised by his own teammates, and Xiao Ran had already poked his shoulders so that he dared not look up.

During the New Year’s holiday, Xiao Ma and Gu Lancang also came to Yinxing to celebrate the New Year. Xiao Ran and Yu Chuan hugged the Sand Gold Beast and played by the moat, and soon attracted a duo of old men and old men chasing after them , So simply called friends and friends to a three-person ball game.

Xiao Ran, Xiao Ma, and Ye Erwen are in a group, Yu Chuan, Gu Lancang, and Ye Xi are in a group, Luluka keeps the score, and Sally is in charge of cheerleading.

Yu Chuan kicked the ball to Gu Lancang as soon as he found someone blocked in front of him, and the role of the little brother in defense in front of Gu Lancang was just to show that he is not air, he has always existed...

On their side, Ye Xi is even better than nothing. He doesn't have the physical fitness of a few uncles, and the Sand Gold Beast is solid, and he almost broke himself when he kicked it up. Basically, he just made up the number.

"Wow——" the Sand Gold Beast finally made them vomit.

It was already used to being kicked, but today it was too heavy to be served by so many masters in turn, and it spit out all the sand it ate last night.

"Tangtang!" Ye Xi ran over and picked it up, patted its back to make it spit up more freely, "Don't kick it, it's so pitiful!" In recent months, he has been taking care of the placer gold beast. Many, cultivated feelings, really distressed.

"Ahhh." Tangtang weakly indicated that it could still work.

"Father, you are so serious!" Ye Xi complained to Ye Erwen.

"Didn't you enjoy watching it?" Ye Erwen despised.

Ye Xi is 12 years old now.Compared with the lawlessness when he was four or five years old, he finally understood something after being beaten by his father for more than 10 years. Since he beat up the baby of the old Wang's family next door, he hasn't taken the initiative to provoke anything.

Speaking of which, that baby is also disgusting, she is 3 years older than Ye Xi, she lifted girls' skirts, stole things, screamed and ran wildly in restaurants, and knocked over Luluka, knocking a bag out of Luluka's forehead.That's when Ye Xi started beating him twice in three days, basically hitting him once, until he had a physiological reaction, seeing Ye Xi from a distance and habitually shedding tears.

Ye Xi has been sticking to Luluka since he was a child, and he perfectly explained what it means to eat people with a soft mouth. He is more familiar with Luluka's cooking room than his own. Whenever he sees Luluka staring at him, he rushes up to him because he is small, and throws a tantrum. It doesn't matter if others are joking or really upset.

"Let's not kick it today." Yu Chuan came over to take the sand gold beast, and fed it a piece of candy.

Faramir stood in the alley watching them, but did not step forward.

Since he thought of everything until now, he hasn't laughed for 5 years. He can't accept that he brought the miracle back to this continent, but it eventually led to the demise of Xiu Shamu.

But if Xiu Shamu didn't do this, how much longer could he live?In the next demon slaying battle, the demon lord will be an adult and his strength will be at its peak, and no one will be able to survive then.

He understood this truth, but he couldn't pass his own test.

Everywhere in the private house, mage academy, and Yinxing, there is Xiu Shamu's shadow, but he is nowhere.

Day after day, year after year, he lingered in the cold memories, unable to get out, and did not want to get out of the past dreams.

He knew that his current mood could easily have a negative impact on the people around him, so he just looked at his friends by the river from a distance, not wanting to disturb them.

"Professor Mo!" A guard ran over, "The new dean has arrived!"

Everyone in the distance also heard it, and they were all startled.

— This day has finally come.

When the new dean takes office, Xiu Shamu's name will be removed from the list of Silver Star personnel, and even the dean's private house will be handed over to another person, and he will also be moved out of it.Xiu Shamu's last shadow is about to disappear completely, and when it comes to Dean Yin Xing in the future, word of mouth will be another person, no longer the young man who has blessed the Huiyue Empire for nearly a thousand years.

"Amo..." Everyone surrounded him, not knowing how to comfort him.

Yu Chuan grabbed his shoulder and patted him, but couldn't say a word.

"I'm fine." Faramir said, "Let's go."

The crowd walked towards the gate, but Faramir walked slowly, every now and then they had to stop and wait for him.

He walked slowly all the way, looking at this street that he had walked side by side with Xiu Shamu many times, hoping that this road leading to the gate would never end, and he would never need to accept this fact.

Before they reached the gate, they saw a familiar carriage whizzing by.

Just like the scene of chasing Xiushamu's carriage back then, a large crowd followed closely behind, and people kept rushing out from the streets and alleys on both sides, trying to catch a glimpse of the new dean's demeanor.

Faramir stared blankly at the cheering and chasing crowd, and a boundless sadness filled his heart.

He saw a figure in the carriage just now, the window was not closed, and the new dean was sitting in it, just like the past Yinxing dean, with a black robe and a black mask, unable to see his face.

But he knew that there would be another face under the mask, it was no longer the person who didn't look very serious on weekdays, but was more reliable than anyone else.

He stopped, and everyone turned to look at him: "What's wrong?"

"Don't go." Faramir said.