After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes.

It's exactly eight o'clock in the morning, but the east has already revealed a white white spot, faint and shallow, as soft and bright as light.

It just rained last night, and the air was particularly clear, with a little smell of soil and grass, which made people feel refreshed when they smelled it.

The warm sunlight shone through the glass window into a small rental apartment of only about 35 square meters, and also shone on a boy's face, spreading a faint halo for his deep facial features.

The boy looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a pretty young facial features, a pretty eyebrow and beautiful eyes.

Although it was already dawn, the boy seemed to have no intention of waking up.

He closed his eyes tightly, his forehead was covered with fine sweat beads, and a large area of ​​the pillow was wet.

In such warm and gentle weather, the boy trembled all over, as if he fell into an endless ice cave, and his back was scared and sweated in cold sweat.

He seemed to have a nightmare.

The boy instinctively grabbed the quilt and hugged it tightly in his arms. His eyebrows were frowned into the shape of "Chuan", which looked very painful.

He was trapped in a terrible nightmare and could not wake up, as if he had become another person, staying in another strange world.

In his dream, he was full of wine, leaning against a somewhat worn tombstone, holding a wine gourd in his hand.

Half of the wine left in the gourd, but the boy seemed to be desperate. He raised his head and poured it down, as if he was numb and unconscious.

Although his vision was blurred, he could barely see a girl in a military uniform standing in front of him with two different weapons hanging around her waist. She mocked her, scolded her and questioned her with anger.

But the boy drank too much, and his whole nerves were paralyzed by alcohol, and his ears were buzzing, like millions of bees yelling.

He could hear the girl's words vaguely, but he could barely know some of the general meaning.

He is very self-aware. There must be nothing good about this person coming here.

However, no matter how the girl mocked, scolded, or questioned her, the boy did not say a word and was taciturn.

He has been drinking to relieve his sorrow for many days, trying to numb himself in this way so that he can indulge himself in order to escape reality with peace of mind and escape the responsibilities he should have taken.

The girl couldn't stand what he did, and instantly pulled out the black tooth knife on her waist and stabbed the boy in the neck.

But the boy still remained calm and became even more presumptuous.

In desperation, the girl lifted it up and smashed it heavily on the ancient tree not far away.

She turned all her emotions into a roar and vented her to the teenager.

"Tegler, you bastard, what do you think of Ruoxi? She will do anything, even if she gives her life, she will exchange for the chance to survive. But what about you, what have you done? Is her efforts so worthless in your eyes? Ah!"

From the cold words, the boy felt her hands trembling constantly.

He slowly raised his head, opened his eyes without any spirit, and was stunned...

She was originally strong and refused to cry easily, her eyes were actually wet.

The girl clenched her fists tightly, trying her best to control her emotions, and tried not to let the shaking tears fall down from the corners of her eyes.

The boy finally felt a little moved. He trembled his eyes and trembled in his voice: "Kagata...you!!!"

This is the second time in his life that he has seen Kagura show such an expression.

But not long after, Tiger's clear and bright eyes lost their color again. It was a expression similar to a walking corpse, with no sorrow or joy.

He answered Kagura in a cold tone and said, "Haha, even so, I still don't regret meeting you, nor do I regret spending such a wonderful time with her. Even if the final outcome is not satisfactory, even if the world will still be washed away by blood, I, Tigler, have no complaints. This is my life, and I will definitely accept it with pleasure..."

After saying that, he seemed to have seen the human feelings in the world and seen through everything in the world, and his expression gradually dimmed.

Tiger seemed to be mentally prepared and accepted the final outcome calmly.

Seeing Tigler's expression, Kagura gritted his teeth and held tears in his arms, lifted it up from the ancient tree and threw it hard on the tombstone.

Then, she quickly pulled out the weapon that was tied to her waist.

It was a sword covered in snow-white and cold as ice. It was her best friend and best friend, Ruoxi, the only thought I left for her before her death.

Kagura held the sword tightly and stabbed Tiger's abdomen hard. In an instant, a stream of blood spurted out, like the other side of the shore blooming in the underworld, charming and charming.

Then, the blood splashed on Kagura's cheeks like beautiful petals.

She held the hilt tightly, tremblingly shouted, "If you didn't meddle in other people's business, Ruoxi wouldn't meet you; if you didn't make a vow, Ruoxi and you wouldn't have any consequences, and she wouldn't die because of you; if you didn't give up on yourself, this cemetery wouldn't be their burial place!"

After she choked for a moment, the tears that had originally hung on the corners of her eyes fell down instantly.

Kagura shook his tears, gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and said regretfully: "Do you understand clearly? Do you understand clearly? It's all because of you! It's all because of you!"

After saying that, she let go of the sword in her hand and retreated step by step, and her irregular hands also waved.

Kagura looked at Tigler helplessly and regretfully, and cursed: "Tegler, I hate you. You are not worthy of having such a good Ruoxi. You are not worthy of having these friends who died for you. You are not worthy of living in this world."

Speaking of this, Kagura stopped backing and stopped waving her hands. She lowered her head, and tears never fell down.

Like a puppet controlled by someone, Kagura slowly raised his right hand, turned it gently, and the sword that pierced into Tiger's abdomen flew towards her.

Kagura held the sword and uttered a desperate and cold sentence: "Yes, you are just unworthy, so you must die today! For these tragic partners, for Ruoxi who died in vain, for my deep hatred, you, go to die!"

After saying that, she raised the sword in her hand high, aimed at the extremely dark sky, and swung it down towards Tiger's neck.

The sword energy flew quickly towards the unconscious Tigler who was so drunk that he closed his eyes.

The next second, the sword energy passed through his body and split a huge crack in the land behind him, which was estimated to be more than 100 meters.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and a round thing that looked like a fireball rolled down to the girl's feet.

She lowered her head and looked at her, her eyes were cold and ruthless, and she left without looking back.

Only the headless Tiger was left, staying alone in this cold place, dying alone until it was weathered...

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