Dragon Zero

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Snow drifted on the window, what was spilled was its pure white, and what fell was its gentleness. Gentleness, just like the tenderness of the mother, so soft, so simple.

Amy was lying on the white hospital bed, a soft pillow raised her body, looking at the drifting snow outside the night window. In the past two days, her mood has eased a lot, hated, and her heart has calmed down, and she began to think seriously about the problem of the child in her belly.

Motherhood is an instinct. As the doctor said, can she really stifle her children? The child belongs to that person, but it is more of his own. It is bred in his own child and grows in his own stomach. Even if there is a mistake, it is also his own fault.

Amy thought so, but thought of the scene of her parents' death in front of her, and she couldn't pass her level. She couldn't let go of the thought of the child in her stomach that was her biggest enemy, the most hated person and the pregnant woman.

Thinking about it, she recalled what the doctor said to her today: "Considering the reality, your body is really not suitable for abortion. It is very likely that you will die with two corpses and two lives. If you really do , Then your family will be completely empty, your parents will lose their only daughter, your hatred, your grievances, and your grievances will also disappear. For you personally, death may be relief, but If your parents are still there, I don’t think they would want to see their daughter die like that, that’s their only trust in the world. If you die, it’s only good for one person, that’s what you hate. Man, he wanted to kill you but failed to kill you, but you killed yourself. Isn’t that exactly what he meant? He won’t leave a tear for you, and the tears will be that you haven’t gone yet in heaven Distant parents."

Obviously, these words played a role in Amy's current mood, so she could calm down and think about her future, the future of herself and her children.

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On the same night, the same girl who had lost her parents and relatives sat at the desk, the bright table lamp was lit, and there were some letters and documents on the desk. It turned out that these were the relics left by the royal mentor. Perhaps it was because these relics were just correspondence and some working documents, so it was not until last time that his colleague found out from the office and gave it to Ruola.

Originally, Ruo La would never read other people's private messages, but she occasionally found that some of the letter files when they were collated seemed to be related to Teacher Bei Ji. Although Ms. Bei Ji died, she has been taking care of Jola for many years. Why did the royal mentor of Jola feel so many letters and documents related to Ms. Bui Ji? Too.

After the incident from the tomb of the hero king, the royal mentor has been investigating why Bei Ji went to the tomb of the hero king. He found that Bei Ji was participating in the archaeology for the sake of gold coins and private interests. The gold and silver coins of the angel and the devil during the period of Bemt, or the historical story behind the relationship between the coin and the tomb of the hero king.

Perhaps Bei Ji has been devoted to studying the reasons for the ancient culture before the Holy Garden calendar. Even if he was blinded by selfish desires, he has never forgotten his research and attachment to history, so that it is the one who is dying in his hands. Reluctant to let go of the coins.

After the miserable, Jola continued to read the letters and work records. After Pei Ji’s death, the royal tutor also became interested in the research of the coins of angels and devils, but he had suffered unexpectedly before he began to study in depth.

Bemt culture is a local national culture in the ancient times, but the hero king Sage is a hero who has emerged in the world in the ancient times. The two are separated by seven or eight thousand years. I really can’t understand what will be in between. Implicated. However, if Jola thought about her encounter in the tomb of the fake hero king, what did the hero king encounter before thousands of years ago, he had to leave a clue to the fake tomb in the province of Epura, the map leading to ancient times What kind of place is it? Where is the "Elven Sanctuary" in the hero's mouth?

Thinking of this, Ruo La couldn't help but yearn for the ancient world, the civilization that people existed 10,000 years ago, what kind of scene is it?

"That must be a very beautiful time. At that time, people must still live a simple life? They are simple and kind, and they love each other. Will they still have traditional and ancient sacrificial ceremonies? Yes, they are farming next to their homes. On the ground, women harvested fruits and vegetables in the fruit forest and put their dustpans on their heads. They were busy with farm work under the big sun, hard and happy...it must be like this." Jola thought about the history of ancient times, and her heart also followed. Far away. Although all this is just a fiction in her mind, she is willing to think about this beautiful aspect, or this is because her reality makes her heart too bitter.

"Such a beautiful place is much better than the current city. I would rather live in such an environment, and I really don't want to stay in this empty king." Jola pulled her head down, and she couldn't help feeling a bit sad. In this world, the only two caring people left one by one, and there was no more intimate figure in this city. Apart from this house, apart from the teaching work in the college, I am lonely and have no other concerns, as if I am in a completely strange place, lonely and pitiful, no one can talk about the pain in my heart.

"I... I want to leave here." Ruola muttered a distraction, and even surprised herself when she reacted. She was startled, opening her mouth, surprised at what she said, and thinking about what she said.

"...I... Can I leave here?" Jola thought carefully, and she was more and more surprised by this bold assumption. She is not without leaving Wangdu, but that kind of departure is completely different from what she thinks now. The person left before, but the heart is still here, but now... Now her heart just wants to stay away from this place and never come back.

Thinking of leaving Wangdu, Ruola’s heart thumped. She had never had such a bold idea. She had lived here, grew up here, stayed here, and found a teaching job, Find an ordinary man to marry, this is how she thinks about the future. She was willing to live like this indifferently until she slowly grew old, but now she thinks she can change something.

The vision of leaving, like a stone falling into the backwater, gradually lifted the ripples and gradually shaken Jola's heart. "Leave here, leave this place where I have no attachment, I am going to leave here!" Ruola's heart pounded wildly, and could no longer suppress her rapid breathing. Suddenly she calmed down again: "After leaving here, where should I go?" This is a realistic question, which determines whether she is a duckweed that leaves with the waves, or a free bird with a goal . But for her, the world is vast, but there is no place she is familiar with, and there is no place where she can take root and let her yearn for.

She couldn't help turning her eyes back to the messy envelope transcript on the desk. The stripped handwriting was the tutor's record bit by bit, and it was also the unfinished wish of Teacher Bei Ji.

"By the way, I can go to archaeology, I can... I can understand the world of Bemt, which is the wish of Teacher Bei Ji before his death, and the work that the tutor did not complete before his death." La immediately picked up things in the room, and after a while, he found that it was still late at night, and it was too early to do all this.

It's just that if Rola has made up her mind, her heart is like a galloping horse, and she never thinks about whether there is anything else in this city. Her heart has already galloped on the dirt road of the wilderness, yearning for her future life. .

"Yeah, those adventurous travelers, those **** mercenaries, they can live a free and unrestrained life, and I can too."

This night, if Jola could not sleep peacefully anymore, her heart was filled with longing for the future, she had begun to outline her new life, and she had made a decision, and she would sell the house tomorrow. It was the only relic she inherited from her unknown parents.

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