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PS I talk about broken chapters all day long, why can't I feel that there are broken chapters?

PS Obviously it is just a plot node that can be used as the ending (Wang Tian

Chapter 110 String 35 The Lover of My Life

"Hitomi!"

It wasn't Madoka's voice, it wasn't Mami's voice, and it wasn't Sayaka's voice either.

And precisely, what they thought was the least likely to be related to these things, Sakura's voice.

Perhaps Sakura never thought that the two would meet again in such a scene.

The pure white princess lay on her side on the ground, her snow-colored hair was scattered on the ground, stained with dust, like a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world.

With tightly closed eyes, frowning slightly, he embraced the Taidao in his arms, as if it was something precious.

Madoka and the others didn't make any moves yet, but Sakura rushed forward first.

She half-kneeled on the ground, picked up the girl, and hugged her in her arms, with a joyful expression revealing deep tension.

"Hitomi!"

Calling again, the girl who fell into a semi-conscious state in her arms.

He tightly grasped the opponent's hand, the cold skin that seemed to have no body temperature made Sakura's heart tingle slightly.

Her lips trembled slightly, as she wanted to say something, she stared closely at the girl's eyes.

The trembling eyelashes rose slowly, and the misty eyes couldn't focus.

"finally found you!"

Eye sockets are wet, God knows how worried Sakura is about Hitomi's safety, ever since the other party separated from her, Sakura has been thinking about Hitomi all the time.

"How are you, Hitomi?"

Shaking the opponent's body lightly, Sakura brushed away a few strands of hair that hung over the girl's face. After letting go of a stone in her heart, another kind of worry arose.

"See if my sister is okay?"

The arms were tightly wrapped around the girl's body, and she didn't care about the Taidao that slipped to the ground. In her world, only the person in front of her was left.

"How is this going?"

Behind them, there were three people with different expressions, some of them couldn't understand the development of the matter.

Sayaka asked in a daze.

"She is...Xiao Lin's family?"

Madoka murmured, she seemed to have expected this situation, and then looked at Ba Mami again.

"That is, Sakura's younger sister?"

At this time, Ba Mami was also lost in thought, not noticing the way Madoka looked at her from the side.

"So what's the matter?"

Scratching her head, Sayaka, as the only one who couldn't figure out the situation, was very distressed.

"I wanted to ask before, what's the matter with the strange ears on that woman's head, why does Xiao Rin have a pair of ears, obviously I didn't notice it before."

Not only did he not understand the situation, but even the focus was a little strange.

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"Well……"

My head is a little dizzy.

I seem to have just lost consciousness?

Someone is shouting around.

Very tired, very tired, every movement, the whole body seems to be protesting, the feeling of soreness is not good.

The eyelids were heavy, but he barely opened his eyes.

In the line of sight, everything seems to be looking at flowers in a fog, indistinct, like an illusion.

My thinking is also very confused, I can only hear someone shouting, but I don't know who is shouting and what they are shouting.

After a long time, it became a little clearer.

It was a patch of pink, sort of, familiar?

'despair……'

There was a silent crash.

A few drops of cold water fell on my cheeks, flowing down the smooth skin, and on the way, someone gently wiped it away.

It's warm, whose hand is it?

Kind of, familiar...

"Hitomi..."

It's as if I've heard the voice thousands of times, but I can't find a trace in my memory.

Who is calling?

Who is calling again?

The gradual clarity of the senses made her feel it.

Being hugged by someone is also a very familiar feeling.

Familiar breath, familiar temperature.

Everything is very familiar, but in the mind, in the depths of the memory, there is no trace of it.

Everything in front of me began to become clear.

What I saw in front of me was not anything else, pink, but a person.

A girl with long pale pink hair, a pair of long fox ears, and two long tear stains on her face.

The heart thumped violently.

It seems that I want to do something, this strange impulse suddenly appears, but what to do?

do not know.

Subconsciously opened his mouth, as if saying a thousand times, ten thousand times, his vocal cords vibrated instinctively.

"O..."

stopped.

want to say something.

Want to say something?

do not know.

"..."

He opened his mouth blankly, his rosy lips trembling slightly.

What I want to say seems to be longing for something.

But...

Can not remember.

The face of the person in front of him was somewhat familiar.

"For me, as long as my sister is happy, that is the greatest fairness..."

A strange memory reappeared again, as if it had been pried open by something, strange memories kept pouring out.

'Don't cry, sister...you don't look good when you cry...'

But it was no longer the vague memory that was repeated again and again before.

In memory, it was no longer the person who held out the sword and reached out to her.

This is a memory that has never been seen before. In the memory, the vague figure overlapped with the girl in front of him.

The same long pink hair, the same slender ears, the same smile, the same...

His face was full of tears.

In memory, I seem to stretch out my hands.

Confused eyes, staring at the figure in front of her, she slowly, slowly.

He stretched out his hand, and wiped away the tears on his face as he remembered.

'Now it's like this... so, much better...'

In memory, it seems that the words I said reappeared.

The person in front of him seemed to be very happy with her actions and her reaction, it was no longer the tears of sadness before, but tears of joy.

His own eyes seemed to be getting more and more sour.

The eyeballs were blinded, and what covered the eye sockets were inexplicable tears.

What are you doing, are you crying again?

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Obviously there was no movement in his heart, but his body reacted subconsciously.

Facing the person in front of her, she opened her lips again.

"Who are you?"

With a soft voice, she expressed the doubts she had been having since she woke up.

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Sakura thought Hitomi was fine.

They can meet again, they can hug again.

After waking up, Hitomi still had her figure in her eyes, and the movement of her reaching out was exactly the same as when she was in that sealed world before she fell into a coma.

The same gentleness, also wiped away her tears.

But she didn't think of it.

When a fish really only has seven seconds of memory.

When she was really in the next seven seconds, she forgot about her lover.

Then what should be done?

Pressing her lips tightly, Sakura put her head on her forehead.

No one can understand what belongs to the two of them alone, and no one can do it.

Communication on the soul.

This was the question that Sakura didn't answer her at the beginning.

This was the answer that Sakura didn't have time to tell her back then.

'fool……'

'The memory of the fish is actually much longer than their whole life. '