desire.

Black umbrella, heavy rain, rotating.

In the rain curtain, Chang Yufeng supported the black umbrella. He was a serious look in the end. Young made his face look more white in the white water vanity of the rain curtain. He was still wearing Fran's magic robe, blue and white magic robe.

Also with a light fire, his slender body even stood quietly, giving people a strong pressure. His black pupils stared at the teenager in front of him. He might know this boy, but in his mind

Can't find his name.

His name is Xunhuang, a naughty child who always wants to bully him.

And looking for a slight smile standing in front of him, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised. He played the umbrella on his shoulders playfully, and turned to the umbrella handle with his hands. The black umbrella followed him.

The rotation rotated together, the umbrella stirred the rain curtain, like a flying firework, so different in the rainy rain curtain.

He was ghost, as if he was there.

Follow yourself.

"Hello, find a shadow, kid."

Chang Yufeng said gentlely: "If you want to tell me something, you can wait for me to finish my business, I'll accompany you for a while."

Chang Yufeng blinked with a smile, but he didn't leave directly, but stood quietly. Under the rain curtain, the black umbrella was beaten more loud.

The froze and froze, the edge of the umbrella splashed beautiful rain flowers.

"Ah, Kuro won't help you, he has been warned. You don't have to embarrass him." The shadow of the wild laughed was very brilliant. He still turned to an umbrella and stood leisurely.

Put it in his pants pocket, with his black exquisite suit, handsome and evil.

"You seem to know what I am going to do." Chang Yufeng said indifferently. He didn't ask, but looked at the boy quietly.

This teenager's refined handsome black short hair, black suit, black pupil eyes, seemingly gentle, calm.

What kind of child will be so unexpected?

Chang Yufeng is very clear that this child is definitely not an average person.

"It's not I want to know. To be honest, if you have not forgotten your original intention, we will solve the messy things as early as seven years ago. Now, our situation is worse."

The mouth continues: "I don't care, it's not me anyway anyway."

After speaking, he slammed his fingers, and he twisted his neck a little lazy: "Sometimes I also feel that controlling the memory of others is too abnormal, but fortunately, I control the memory of others, not the other people manipulate me.

memory."

As his finger, the rain curtain stopped abruptly, they were divided into small fragments and hovering in the air, just like the condensation of the window in the water vapor, slowly, set at the origin.

They are crystal clear, and they are shining like glass. They put Chang Yufeng in an instant. The black flames rose around them, burning the raindrops hovering, and they dissipated.

Just looking at Chang Yufeng's sigh, some sadly said: "How many times do you have to do in this way to be satisfied? Let me go, do you have to stare at me?"

"Wait a minute, I will give you the memory back. After that, let's talk about other things, otherwise I am tired of talking like this." Looking for the Wasteen Shadow stalls, and a fingers, the black flame burned more

Sheng, but Chang Yufeng couldn't feel a little bit of calories at all, but just looking at the water vapor rising, he realized that he should feel that the burning burning was needed, but no, the black flame surrounded the surrounding of the black flame surrounded by the black flame surrounded by the black flame surrounded

He did not hurt him, nor did he give him warmth.

"memory……"

Chang Yufeng was a little embarrassed. His pupils began to shrink and turned into two black balls of black beads, and then quickly enlarged, like a tide of sea, memory, rolling in his brain.

Umbrella, black, falling in the puddle, and the crystal water droplets condensed together, like countless memories of memory, and once again patch together to make up all.

Chang Yufeng.

What kind of person is it?

He, he is not always calm. His emotional fluctuations can be very large. He calmed down, like a well -behaved Mianyang, who was taken away by someone else in the sheepquet.

He was irritable and could wave his best friend himself. That was, he was a lonely wolf that he didn't recognize, who saw who bites.

He may not always change if he always knows the mistake. Sometimes the same mistake, sometimes he will commit crimes again. After eating a small loss, he is a lesson.

He always feels that he lacks something, lacking. As a child's innocence, he will not be naive to think that others have given himself a sugar that is good to himself, and he will not naively think that others scold him a few words.

If he is bad for himself, he will not be naive to think of flying Huang Tengda, nor will he naively think that he will be destined to be down for a lifetime.

Most of the time, he will feel that he is unknown, and sometimes he will find a goal like a chicken blood.

He is happy and sad. He can speak kindly, and he is silent. He is gentle and irritable. He is considerate and indifferent. He is smart and stupid. He is optimistic and sad.

He is him, not him.

He can only be Changyufeng, and he can not be Changyu Feng.

[I'm thinking, am I doing it wrong.]

Chang Yufeng heard, outside the rain, his own voice.

He inhaled, his chest slowly stood up, and the spirit of the male man exuded on his body. He was dull and exhaled.

[I shouldn't think that I can live for myself. I shouldn't think about the selfish problem, because no matter what, everything I do cannot break my own limit

Sadly like this, Orange Chunichi.]

【apple……】

[Orange Chunichi, I think, I should do more meaningful things. In the face of life or death, I can now answer. The meaning of life and death is not so absolute. In fact, live for others, and for others

Human living is essentially meaningless. The most important thing is to get along well. If I can move to others, if others can move to me, then live for myself, it is too selfish.]

[I shouldn't be a selfish person who lives for myself, because I have been educated, everyone I met everyone who moved me, I have suffered, I have eaten sweet

A drop of tears, every moment I have laughed happily, I don’t allow me to live for myself.]

[Maybe, you can face fate.]

[Ordinary person, what you have experienced is nothing more than one hundred years, 365 days of each year, 24 hours a day, after these days, a person's life is over. With accompanying

Born, sick, and death, accompanied by the end of life, it is nothing more than leaving a furious bone.]

[But the gorgeous blooming like summer flowers is still waiting for death like an old turtle, which is the difference between people.]

[Orange Chunichi, the world, so, wonderful.]

Chang Yufeng sat quietly in the rain curtain, feeling, his own words.

He said very slowly, and the words are from his own heart.

Those memories of the rushing into his mind entered his mind, making his heart calm slowly.

The rain curtain, drooping down again, the black umbrella turned in the rain, but the naughty rotating umbrella teenager had no trace.

There is only a black umbrella here.

Pedestrians ran an umbrella in the rain. They watched the young man sitting quietly in the rain. The umbrella was thrown aside. The rain flowed quickly on his face, as if his tears were running.

[Actually, I should not think about the meaning of so many life, because the meaning of life should not be penetrated. If a person penetrates the meaning of life, then this person is destined to be extraordinary and lonely.]]

[Bai Yutang, I think people can choose their own future or choose why they live, but if you can understand, in fact, those self -choice is just countless options in all the realm you experienced.

An option that makes you satisfied, you will feel your choice, but what does it matter? Rest assured to live in this choice, because this road will always be open for you.]

[I, live for them.]

[I am Changyu Feng.]

[For those distant, dead souls.]

[I shouldn't be confused anymore.]

Chang Yufeng stood up.

His body was soaked, and the magic robe of Frank became a deep blue. He looked at the sky, the wailing in the rain curtain, he heard it clearly.

This may be, tears.

Tears of people who are familiar with.

Endless.

"It's good to have you beside me, it's good, shadow."

He looked at his hand, the long joint of the joint, and enjoying the beating of the rain curtain. In the lines of the palm, the lines of fate became more and more bright. Will those staggered lines indicate a person's fate?

puff--

The black flame burned between his palms. The black flames were like burning all of him in his eyes, and the past that should not be forgotten.

It was the flame that burned the heart, and it could never be extinguished.

He held his fist hard and kept his palms, and the black flame disappeared instantly. He slowly looked at the umbrella that had run far in the wind.

The umbrella moved with the wind, swinging left and right, destroyed by the wind, and Ren Yu slaughtered, but in any case, it was his umbrella.

He jumped up, jumped into the sky, grabbed the umbrella handle to pick up the umbrella, and the umbrella closely closed, like a sharp black sword. When he dumped, he tried to throw the water on the umbrella on the rain curtain clean.

The water in the rain curtain was really amazing at the moment when he dumped the umbrella to cut off a layer of empty layer, umbrella, one dry and two clean.

PU—————

The umbrella was opened again, and Chang Yufeng raised the umbrella ends on top of his head. He was so tall at this time, looked at the front quietly, and slowly turned around.

He looked at the tall buildings and huge characteristic courtyards of Herlan. Between the red wine and green, he saw a woman and stood quietly watching him.

Alice laughed at him, and they looked at him. The rainstorm couldn't get into Alice's white skirt. The black eyes looked at each other with blue eyes.

Li, the white umbrella turned silently, and walked into the street silently, without a shadow trace.

He walked very slowly, feeling that he was so irritable even under the seven days and seven nights.

He came to No. 202 Charles Street, and he collected the umbrella. Looking at the apple tree that was still upright in the rain curtain, he slowly opened the door.

"How? What do you say?" Ericka ate fruit salad and watched the comedy on the magic desk.

The name of the comedy is [Happy Frankman]. It tells that a wage earner who enters the city will not be magical and not good at communication. There are endless jokes in the mixed metropolis of the fish and dragons. The actor is called Fulan.

This comedy also has an alias, called Township Baya Fran. This comedy is meticulous about the customs and customs of small cities. This is also a funny source.

From the accent, to customs, to the race of living, to the appearance of people.

"He said, not saved." Chang Yufeng spread his hands, took off the magic robe, and was dried on the hanger: "But fortunately, he told me a very important thing."

"What?" Ericka mixed the strawberry milk in the past, slowly sent it into his mouth with a spoon, and watched the humorous falling.

"I am not still available without medicine."

"What is this?" Ericka looked at Chang Yufeng angrily: "I heard that the Curon did not like Pros and Tang Zilong, and it was normal for him to help you.

Let ’s do n’t get that gas." Irica mixed mango grains and milkshakes together, and took a little sip: "Uncle Kavte also went out, only Elizabeth was resting in the room. You are going to go.

Should you take a bath? I will go to Lilia to turtle and cure the magic with her. "

"Well, I'll take a shower. Remember to bring a little dish back, and the food at home has finished eating." Chang Yufeng slowly put the umbrella.

"Ah, the night market's dishes are not fresh. Buy some frozen products back, how about eating fish?" Ericka on the sofa, stir a small piece of apple into milk, and ate with a spoon.

Like a little hamster, the cheeks chewed the fruits.

"Eat, it's best to be fried fish. I'll do it." Chang Yufeng walked straight into the building. He grabbed the escalator and went upstairs. He only heard that Ericka said good, then bought the fish, got up and put the bowl, magic

The hometown Baya in the Taichi showed a thick smile, although he fell full of mud.

Can't wait, Chang Yufeng took out a letter from the drawer, signed on it, a name.

[Wongti County, Jack Niman Harvest]

He watched the ring in the small box.

His hand explored on the ring.

The light of the diamond made him dazzling for a while.

"Lin."

He slowly wore this ring on his ring finger, like a tailor -made clothes. The ring finger accepted this beautiful diamond dress.

His eyes are affectionate as jade.
Chapter completed!