Forces of Temptation

Nanzhou was bitten by the queen set by the author.

However, in the author's setting, Nan Zhou at this time should still be an ordinary person.

—Set up a contradiction.

—Program error.

—then, we can only ignore the contradiction and give a result that can be justified on both sides.

In the comics, the ending of the Queen's sister is not explained.

Nan Zhou was the only one who walked out of the house alive and onto the street.

In other words, after being bitten, he is still alive.

In the reality in the comics, the time for Nanzhou to transform into light and charm is no less than that of her sister.

In addition, he was active in the sun all year round, and the light bacteria in his brain developed abnormally healthy and prosperous.

So, in order to be able to justify the direction of the story on both sides, the so-called ending will only lead to the only one.

The light bacteria in Nanzhou's brain were originally thinly attached to his brain, criss-crossing, building a complex and tortuous model in his skull.

At this moment, the gleaming brain touched the light bacteria that were trying to invade.

In the microcosm, as if two planets collided, there was a silent explosion.

The photobacteria of Nanzhou achieved a nearly burst secondary growth under high-intensity stimulation.

The moment when the light bacteria flowing with light white light spread out radioactively like peacock tail feathers, Nanzhou's five senses reached their peak.

He was controlled by that unknown force, pushing him out.

He could see the dust dancing in the infinite sunlight.

He can see that the same filaments are refracting various arcs in the air, just like threading needles and leads.

When he stepped on the wooden floor, the fibers in the wooden floor were pressed out, bent and rebounded.

He heard his sister's body fall to the ground.

A thud.

Loud as if hitting his heart.

But he couldn't even look back at his sister.

Nanzhou was wandering on the street, feeling that he was being forced by that force to parade on the street.

This is kind of funny.

He thought, what did he do wrong?

When he was forcibly holding his throat with a glass piece, Nan Zhou began to seriously reflect on whether his resistance to that unknown force over the years was right or wrong.

If he had started, he wouldn't have thought so much.

If you follow the arrangement of fate from the beginning.

I don't know if it was lucky or unfortunate, but the blade that resisted his artery was not cut in the end.

Nanzhou put down the glass shards against her throat, took a few breaths, and lowered her head.

After wiping it, he regretted it a little.

I have to wash it when I get home.

He sat cross-legged in the brilliant light.

Light surrounded him from all sides, engulfing all his shadows.

He sat in the daylight, like a teenager born out of light.

It seems that he has been sitting here alone since the day the light was born.

Sit until the end of light annihilation.

But he went home anyway.

Because his legs were numb from sitting, and his hands were sore.

He returned home quietly, first to the kitchen.

Sister's body is no longer there.

Nan Zhou returned to his room full of watercolors and took out a roll of bandages.

Halfway through the bandage, he heard a rustling sound outside the window.

Every day of the extreme day, the light charmers will always expand their self-confidence in a comfortable light environment.

As the saying goes, after you are full, you feel that you can do it again.

More than one Light Charm came to climb the window of the Nanzhou on the day of extreme day, trying to usurp the throne.

In the past, Nan Zhou would just screw his neck and kill him.

But today he just walked to the window, opened the hidden window, and looked down.

The two climbers were both fourteen and fifteen year olds.

When they climbed up, they were so proud, they looked at Nan Zhou's indifferent eyes for two seconds. The inexplicable fear engraved in their DNA made them so scared that they let go.

How fast the acceleration of gravity, how fast they run.

Nan Zhou supported the window where he painted a group of little white pigeons with blue and white watercolors, looking out the window at the dazzling daylight.

He knew and was familiar with only a few hundred people in this small town.

Kill one, one less.

He is unlikely to have new friends, he can only cherish the present.

The story is over.

But Nanzhou is still alive.

A year has passed.

Two years have passed.

Nanzhou never felt the control of the strange force.

Sometimes, Nanzhou would even ride to the edge of the town, the camera of the world he was in, knock on the transparent air wall, and speak to the unknown power.

"Excuse me, are you still there?"

"Did you forget me too?"

Of course, no one responded.

Nanzhou will not make superfluous expectations, so I am not disappointed.

In the next time, Nan Zhou tried her best to make herself less lonely.

He no longer put the book under the pillow, but turned and read the book page by page, giving the reading a normal sense of ritual.

He became an art teacher, facing the children who were his former classmates and now his students, teaching them to draw still lifes, and the paintings existed in the picture books, but never in the town various plants and animals that appeared there.

His students also have Guangmei, who recognize him.

After a long time, the students actually started to call him Teacher Nan.

School began to arrange his art classes.

Occasionally, students greeted him with a smile while he was cycling on the street.

After her sister died, Nan Zhou, who had never had a dream since childhood, began to dream often.

He hates dreams.

In his dreams, the timeline is always bifurcated, chaotic, and disordered.

For a while, when the students come to play at his house, the younger sister will stretch out her tender little hands and ask the students for gifts.

After a while, Nan Zhou returned to his childhood.

He searched every room and couldn't find his sister.

Every time he wakes up, he has to stay in bed for a long time in order to slowly withdraw his spirit from the dream.

Because the fragments he dreamed were all things that happened in reality.

It's all the same lonely and boring anyway.

Until one morning more than three years later.

Nanzhou found that a strange woman in a black and white Lo dress and a rust red rose ornament was planting a tree downstairs in his house, right under his window.

It was a beautiful figure he had never seen in town.

After finishing her work, she seemed to notice her gaze and raised her face.

Under the huge black veil, there was only room for a startling glimpse of Nan Zhou smiling at the corner of her mouth.

Nanzhou suddenly had a strong hope.

He leaned on the window frame and jumped directly from his room, trying to catch her.

But at the moment when she landed, she suddenly disappeared from her eyes.

Like she never showed up.

Searching everywhere to no avail, Nanzhou can only turn back under his own window.

He imitated a woman, squatted down, and carefully fiddled with the damp and fresh soil.

He dug up a black and shiny seed.

This seed seemed to be thrown straight into his lonely heart lake, causing layers of ripples.

Nanzhou did not take the seed, but buried it back in place with some secret hope.

Nanzhou fell asleep very late that night.

For the first time he dreamed of something fresh and sensual.

A sweet and seductive aroma filled his nostrils.

The fragrance is very lingering and gentle, entering along the window.

As if someone calmly and gentlemanly offered him a bouquet of flowers.

After a night of dreams, Nan Zhou rarely opened his eyes in a state of extreme tranquility.

...The fresh and sweet sweetness in the dream was too real, as if it extended into his reality.

Until now, Nanzhou can still smell the faint and charming fruity fragrance.

Lying on the bed for a while, Nan Zhou was stunned, turned over and sat up, looking at the window—

A sprig of green came in from the window.

Among the green leaves like small hands, she was holding a bright red apple.

It opened its palm to Nanzhou, and tenderly offered that touch of natural fruit leaning on the red and green.

Nanzhou was stunned.

Nan Zhou has seen apples many times in the library album.

He took the children to draw apples many times.

This was the first time he saw an apple.

This is also the first apple tree in the town of Never.

It doesn't make sense, he thought.

No tree grows so fast.

Suddenly, he found a line of words carved on the trunk.

Nan Zhou stood on tiptoe slightly, stretched out his hand, and read word by word with his fingertips.

—“For a lonely childhood friend I never met.”

The wind is blowing.

The branches of the apple tree brushed against his window.

Nan Zhou repeatedly traced the word "loneliness" with his fingertips, as if a luxuriant apple tree had grown in his heart. his heart.

Nan Zhou picked the apple that had grown into his house and was ripe overnight.

After washing the apple, he placed it on the table, and patiently confronted it for nearly two hours before carefully scratching it into his palm.

He held it with both hands, tentatively picked a place on it, and took a small bite.

Apple's straps have an odd graininess.

When he first bit down, his teeth were a little blocked.

But soon, the sweet and sour taste burst crisply on the tip of his tongue and mouth.

Nan Zhou was in a daze while holding the apple that had been bitten.

This is the first real taste he has tasted since he was born.

For him, such a wonderful taste is too complicated and exciting.

He was holding a small mouthful of apples, and he dared not chew or swallow.

He turned himself into a squirrel with this apple.

After a long time, he continued to move his teeth and taste the sweet fruity aroma.

One bite made him madly in love with this food.

If it wasn't for worrying that there would be no more to eat after eating the apples, Nanzhou could eat a tree overnight.

After eating two apples, Nan Zhou forced himself to stop the car.

In order to distract from the desire for apples, Nan Zhou picked up the sketchbook and pen.

He wanted to use the pen to remember what that person looked like.

However, the sketch cannot accurately reproduce her image.

So, Nan Zhou will draw a huge missing person notice.

Draw where everyone can see.

In this way, if she comes again, maybe she will find out that she wants to find her.

So, after making full preparations, Nan Zhou went to the street with the prepared paint.

When a compliment of "Good painting" came from behind, Nan Zhou thought and turned his head immediately.

But the moment he turned his head, he was already disappointed.

The one who planted the apple tree and wanted to be his friend is obviously a girl.

Behind him is a man, nearly 1.89 meters tall, tall and heroic, half a head taller than Nanzhou.

Compared to his extremely oppressive figure, he himself is quite pleasant.

"Hello," he greeted, "I'm a tourist in this town. Are you a resident here?"

Completely different from the stylized dialogue of the townspeople.

His language is free and can be decided by himself.

This is the second stranger in town.

Nan Zhou was a little curious, but no longer surprised.

Nanzhou's thinking has always been clear.

When the lady apple tree arrived, Nan Zhou knew that the barrier of Never Town was probably broken by a strange force.

It's just that he hasn't been able to find where the gap in the barrier is.

Therefore, Nan Zhou intends to have a chat with this visitor and ask how he got in.

In this way, he may have a way to find Lady Apple Tree and be freed from this endless loneliness.

Thinking about this, Nan Zhou responded: "What's your name?"

The man spoke with a smile and sounded quite amiable: "Just call me Xiao Xie. How about you?"

Nanzhou: "Nanzhou."

Xiao Xie swept his eyes attentively across his face and smiled: "You look so good."

Nan Zhou was not impressed by his approach with almost no social distance.

He can perceive killing intent, but he can't perceive what is molesting.

For his purposeful praise, Nan Zhou blinked in confusion: "...Really? Thank you."

Nan Zhou turned against the light and looked at Xiao Xie's smiling face, but her heart was full of Lady Apple Tree's beautiful upward lips.

Nan Zhou thought a little dejectedly, why can't he draw such a good-looking person.

The author has something to say:

The boat that bites the forbidden fruit w

#175Why did Xie Xiangyu make himself a 189-strong man in the game or the unsolved mystery of the cost century#

#Xie Xiangyu never knew that Nanzhou looked at him thinking of other wild men (women) from the beginning#