[I have forgotten when I came to this world.]

The dull shadows were gradually shrinking, and the time they were frozen back to flow again. The flames began to jump slowly, twisting like a poisonous snake, restless on the top of the air, turning into hot wind to sweep on Valentine's face

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He stood at the edge and lowered his head, his eyes stuck to the bottom of the distance like a nail, with only the angel flashing in the shadow in his eyes.

In front of that beam of light, there was a foul darkness surging. Just like this rotten world, the righteous path was always trampled by sinister and evil people, and they had to turn their ankles hard to exert pain.

[But I still remember the first day I saw her.]

The blood had dried up and stuck together, turning Valentine's clothes into thick pieces. But he didn't feel any inconvenience, he simply adjusted the center of his body, spread his arms, as if a feather had slipped from a high place.

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There was a moment when he felt like Egio Auditore in the book of Revelation.

Valentine's fingertips flashed through the air, and straight blue lines were drawn in the air, rushing to the sky. In the red world only he could feel, countless vines and trees rushed out of the flames on the top of the tower.

, their leaves and branches stretching freely followed Valentine.

Above the blood-red sky, there was a dragon roaring. With his roar, the world behind the door gradually became more colored, and slowly spreading into reality.

Green is emerging in the wilderness outside the city.

[That was the year when I came to Checheng, it was a snowy winter.]

The shrinking rate of the shadow slowed down, as if it was to give Valentine enough time to recall the past. At critical moments, Jiao Zhengyu has always been very reliable, although the sentence "No one cares more about you than I do" sounds like

Ambiguous, but this is an unquestionable fact.

As long as some small conditions are met, or the awakening of the source stone or the agent, Jiao Zhengyu can give Valentine everything allowed in the mission rules, except love.

...even including love.

Memories appeared in Valentine's mind frame by frame. He closed his eyes and felt the gentle pull of gravity. His spirit seemed to have traveled through time and space, and returned to that cold snowy day again.

[At that time, Vera was still a willful little girl. She even wanted to find her friends when it was snowing.]

The appearance of truth appeared in his mind. Valentine looked at the Usas girl who had been cold-faced, and a trace of curved up the corner of her mouth.

Although Vera's expression and words were full of disgust for him in those two years, and she also used a thick book to paste Valentine's face from time to time, he could feel that the little girl had no malice, but was just a little introverted and shy,

I don't want to reveal my true feelings.

No matter how fierce or willful she was, this Usas girl never thought of escaping from that villa and giving her the book she used to smash her.

When she was hungry in the kitchen for food at midnight, if she met Vera who was also looking for food, the cute little girl would also give herself some cookies.

Quite sweet.

[Thinking about it now, I really should thank her for her willfulness, otherwise Raphael would not have entered her life.]

The stubborn girl rushed into the heavy snow and did not come back. Valentine fell hard to find her. The funny-looking boy Vaivan slid all the way in the snow to the hospital door, looking up to see

But it is a golden light.

Valentine stared at the face that was so beautiful in his eyes that it was unworldly, and forgot everything in his mind. His heart was also wrapped in this shallow light, as if the sun was rising and there was no more darkness.

The angel smiled at him and stretched out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Valentine, I am Raphael."

It seems destined.

"You... OK, I, I am... Valentine."

Hidden in the stuttering words is a violently trembling heart.

[I never thought of believing in love at first sight. It only exists in my memory in literary works that will never happen in reality.]

[But that day, I stared at that beautiful smile and was stunned. Even the coldness of the snowflakes could not pull back my already attracted spirit.]

[I finally understand that there are some things you don’t believe in just that you have not experienced them.]

Thinking about it now, there were really many inexplicable things in the encounter that day.

Even though I clearly remembered that Raphael was wearing only a white coat and small mud spots were splashed on his black trousers, what I saw was another scene.

The gloomy sky was divided into two, and the sun appeared on the sky again, sprinkling golden light but shining only Raphael. The four pairs of small wings behind her slowly spread out in this holy light

, gradually became bigger, and finally became wings floating behind her, and golden feathers kept floating from her feet and slowly floated towards the sky.

Raphael was no longer wearing a white coat, but a white robe. Valentine could see her delicate calves, and the curve of her muscles seemed to be inlaid with a light gold edge. He wanted to

I touched it, but I resisted this kind of unqualified behavior.

This is perfect art, touch is blasphemy.

For two years, Valentine had only seen this scene like a illusion once when she first met, and it also made him remember this day with heavy snow.

[So beautiful, so beautiful…]

Valentine didn't know why the scene in his mind was different from the scenes he saw at that time. He knew that what he saw in his eyes was the reality, but his heart was more inclined to the scenes imagined in his mind.

There is probably a God in this world, because an angel came to him.

Perhaps this is why Raphael is so popular. No one will reject this mechanical sermon beauty. Even if they are atheists, their faith in their hearts will tremble slightly when they see this angel.

one time.

What a lucky one.

The shadow had shrunk under the command tower, and Valentine also felt the cold wind blowing across her cheeks. He was already very close to the surface and was frighteningly fast. If there was no buffer below, the outcome would be to replicate the time travel.

But he believed that he would not die, and that a dragon would help him.

In the past, the spirit behind this arrogant and vicious tongue will definitely damage the master who is looking for death at this time. It is certain that Longmen swears and swears fragrance, and may also spit out a lightning look in the spiritual world.

But today the dragon was surprisingly quiet. He hovered in the sky of the spiritual world, looking at Valentine who was falling, and wanted to scold others but couldn't speak, and the fire in his heart could not burn.

The spirit behind him is bound to his master, and his mind is connected and even shares his vision. At this moment, the flying dragon in Valentine's heart that was almost overflowing but extremely calm could also detect the other person's physical condition.

But what else can he say? Scream to a dying person, a person who wants to protect the light in his heart?

The spirit behind is always the spirit behind it. Even if he awakens his mind, he cannot be separated from his master. He has only one choice, which is to help Valentine burst out with the most dazzling lightning before death.

Finally, he closed his eyes and rushed down into Valentine's body, leaving only a sigh.

The boy was in a calm mood and was increasingly surging vortex, and Valentine would unceremoniously spill the anger in his heart on the bastards who tried to take everything away.

Including himself.

The flying dragon rushed into Valentine's body and turned into countless lightnings and entangled him. Soon, these jumping currents were forcibly condensed by a force and flowed to Valentine's back, forming a pair of huge

The wings are no different from the spirit behind him.

The blue sun appeared in front of the command tower again, and the dazzling light attracted everyone's attention. Raphael felt something, turned his head and looked behind him, and met the gaze coming from the thunder.

His eyes were still as beautiful as before, and they always appeared when he encountered danger. However, unlike the hot and admirable sight I had seen, Valentine's eyes now were something she had never seen before, looking at it

Family eyes.

very nice.

Looking at Raphael who smiled at him, Valentine felt his eyes feel a little hot. His feet fell on the ground, and the thunder wings behind him spread out into countless currents and rushed towards his arms, accompanied by his sprint.

It made a crackling sound as the surrounding ground made a sound, looking like the Thor in the mythology.

[Raphael, Raphael.]

The shadows had completely dissipated, but the time Valentine felt was still slow, so slow that he could see the surrounding environment carefully, see the Sakaz mercenaries who were looking at him, see La

Feil slowly raised his arm and pointed at the guard gun in front.

The wings behind her emitted a bright light, which was deeply imprinted in Valentine's heart.

[Who are you?]

Raphael used to be like a self-propelled light source that could attract attention. As long as she appeared beside Valentine, the little dragon man would involuntarily turn his eyes over, so he was scared by Xing Yihuang.

Combined with the scene that he automatically figured out when he first saw Raphael, Valentine was always doubting the true identity of the Angel Sister.

After all, something that charms people should be more related to demons than angels.

Raphael's appearance was too coincidental, as if she was destined, as if someone had arranged all this, including what was going to happen next, her feelings for herself in her heart.

Xing Yihuang is involved in her relationship with her under the arrangement of Jiao Zhengyu, what about you?

Is it really just God's will?

[But it doesn't matter.]

People are rational and logical, but they are emotional creatures after all. Love can solve many problems in many cases, just like now.

Valentine didn't want to worry about the fate behind Raphael anymore. Since the two of them were in love, they should be together well.

Even if there are only the last few minutes left.

[I finally understand what kind of identity I should look at you.]

[Not very timely, but not too late.]

Just like the scene in Valentine's mind, Raphael, in his eyes, was equivalent to an angel sent by God to save him, and he was a believer of this angel.
To be continued...