What is the meaning of life? Whenever

night is approaching, this question always pops up in my consciousness unconsciously.

"Because you want to live, you live it?"

That was my first answer to that question at the time.

But after answering this question, another question came to my mind right after that.

[Then why do you want to live?]

"Because I don't know, I have to live to find a reason why I want to live."

[Is there a reason to live?

On that day, I sat alone on a park bench as usual and pondered the meaning of life.

Since there is no object of such a relationship as a friend, so........

When I think about the meaning of life, I usually ask myself questions and answer them.

Of course, I asked myself in my heart.

After all, a person of my personality can't do such a thing as confiding his heart in public.

"What are you sitting here for?"

Just as I was answering myself, a soft female voice suddenly came into my ears.

"Why don't you speak? Are you asleep? "

If time can be turned back, I must stop myself at that time - this kind of woman who is not as good as the inside and the outside, must not have anything to do with her!

It's a pity....

I can't go back in time, and I can't stop myself at that time.

When I first heard that, I didn't reply, and I didn't even change my movements.

Even if the other person's voice is close to me, I don't feel that the other person is talking to me.

After all....

On campus, the people I talk to are only on business.

It's like this in school, how can I be outside the school at this time, how can there be a girl willing to take the initiative to talk?

Wrong.

That doesn't seem to be a conversation.

It's a greeting!

Because her first words were, "What are you sitting here for?" Say

this kind of thing in that tone.

It's clear that the person she's talking to knows each other, and the relationship is pretty good.

And I don't even have male friends, let alone female friends.

From this point of view, the person she greets can't be me.

I still have such a thing as self-knowledge.

I don't have any mistakes, and I don't expect anything from others, that's who I am.

"Don't you think it's rude for someone to be silent while talking to you?"

As I continued to be silent, her voice came to my ears again.

Judging by the way she speaks, her appearance should not be bad.

Keeping silent about a girl who doesn't look bad and takes the initiative to say hello one after another, this person is really a bit hateful!

Doesn't he or she know that it is a very rare thing to be greeted warmly?

If it's a girl who is accosted, I think it's understandable.

After all, that's probably how people have always gotten along.

But if that person is a boy, it's a little too unscrupulous!

Yes!!!

What an abomination!

The reality of being at ease is so enviable.

Because they can easily get something that people like me crave and can't get.

And even if they don't cherish it after they get it, they don't have to worry that there will be no successor.

After all, they are full of reality!!

"Finally look up and look at me."

As I slowly raised my head to look ahead, she looked at me and said.

She....

Is it a goddess?

I guess it's a goddess.

Otherwise, how could a dazzling girl like her stand so close to me and talk to me?

She had silver hair as white as snow, and the breeze that blew from time to time made her face faint.

She was wearing the uniform of the same magic high school as me.

Well?

The uniform of the same magic high school?

So, she's a student of the same school as me?

Is she a student of the same grade as me, or is she my junior?

As for why it won't be a senior sister?

That's because I'm already the top student in that magic high school.

Actually, I can simply say that I am a senior in high school, but in this way, it is far less cool than the term "top level student".

"Are you talking to me?"

Although the results were no longer obvious, I still looked at her with some unconfidence and asked the doubts in my heart.

I'm pretty sure this is the first time I've met her.

Before today, I had never had any intersection with her.

After all, a dazzling girl like her, if I had crossed paths with her before, how could I not remember?

"There's no one else here but you, and if I'm not talking to you, who else do you think I can talk to?"

"Your mind looks pretty smart, but judging by the actual conversation, it doesn't seem to be what I thought it would be."

Oh?

It turns out that in her impression, my mind is good?

Eh, hey, hey...

Does that count as a compliment to me?

I was actually praised by the girl who met for the first time.

That's a real joy to have.

.......

!!!

How did I unconsciously start remembering things about her again?

You Zhuang Zhou, you have broken up with her!

It's already broken up, you know?

The so-called romantic relationship is just a means she uses to take advantage of you.

Didn't you make up your mind that night that you would never waver in her again?

yes, didn't I make up my mind not to waver in her any way?

I've broken up with her, and now I'm just a regular tutor and tutor with her.

Yes, that's all!

In order to strengthen this idea, from today onwards, give yourself a hint in your heart in the morning, noon and evening.

After hinting too much, when I see her, I shouldn't be shaken anymore.

With this in mind, I left the park and casually bought some quick food at a nearby convenience store and walked towards my residence.

As for why I call it a residence and not a home?

That's naturally because the place where I live now is so different from the meaning of home.

A place where you live with your family can be called a home, and a place where you live alone is just a residence.

Home is too far away from me now.

"I'm back."

When I opened the door, I habitually uttered this sentence.

And then....

There was no response as it should have been.

After all, I'm living alone now, and if there is a response, it will be a big problem.

Seeing this, many people may think that I live alone because I want to go to the National Capital University of Magic, right?

Uh...

Generally speaking, that's true.

However, it is a pity.

Even if I didn't go to the National University of Magic, I chose to go on to the same place where I started.

Nothing will change.

Because my parents died long before I went to magic high school.

The world I live in is a magical world.

Although not everyone can use magic, if you use all human beings as the total base, there should be 1 in 100,000 people who can use magic, right?

Of course, this is just a rough estimate based on the available information.

As for whether this is the case, I am not sure.

Both of my parents, as well as I, have a talent for magic.

And yet...

If people can cast magic, then naturally there are creatures that can fight against magic!

In this world, man is not at the top of the food chain, but secondary.

At the top of the food chain of this world is a creature that we humans call - Warcraft.

They were born stronger than us humans.

If it weren't for the creation of a weapon called magic by our ancestors thousands of years ago, there would still be a human species.

It's all an unknown.

Speaking of which, you should also guess why my parents died, right?

Although they left me early, I don't resent them at all.

Because....

They are heroes.

It's someone else's hero, not mine.

If I could, I'd still like them to be a little more selfish.

That way, they wouldn't have to pay with their lives for the sake of that city.

But that's all I'm saying.

Actually, I still don't want to influence their decision because of me.

After all, they've done enough for me.

How can I ask for too much?

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