If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

There is a balcony on the second floor of Fuyuan Restaurant. Dahlias are planted on it. They are blooming in pale pink and deep red. They are hanging down in the drizzle. The water droplets fall from the petals into the soil, and then moisten and glow the soil. Fresh colors.

Lin Nian pushed open the glass door of the balcony, and the cold rainy air rushed in, dispersing the warmth and dullness in the restaurant behind him into spray and flowing into the waterway at his feet. He looked up at the gray sky and took a deep breath. , closing his eyes to hide the pale gold oozing out of his pupils.

"I told you there would be side effects."

In front of the balcony, the girl who bent down and smelled the scent of flowers flipped her blond hair around her ears and did not look back at Lin Nian who broke in.

"I know." Lin Nian sat on a wicker chair on the balcony in the rain, trying to steady his breathing as much as possible. Being soaked in the light rain made him feel like he was back in the endless rainy night, but on the street under the balcony The cars passing by from time to time reminded him that he was still in reality.

"It's uncomfortable, right? But there's no way. After all, I said, miracles and magic are not free." The blonde girl carefully selected the flowers on the balcony, and finally picked a white dahlia and stuck it in her ear. By the side.

"How does it feel to visit your old place again?" She turned around and sat on the balcony, opened her hands and closed her eyes, bathing in the cold drizzle. Although it was summer, she exhaled white breath as if it was winter. On rainy days, she is always white, her clothes are white, her skin is white, her teeth are white, and even the sight that touches people is white, hard, cold, snow-white, and ruthless.

"Pun jokes are not funny. The feeling of overlapping memories is terrible. In that situation, I felt like my brain was paralyzed. I couldn't tell what was in the past and what is happening now." Lin Nian opened his eyes slightly. When he opened his eyes, his eyes shimmered in the rain due to his excessive emotional fluctuations.

"It's normal for you to be unable to control the speed of 'Backtracking' for the first time. Fortunately, I was the one who used it at that time. If you were asked to use the word spirit of 'Fusheng', you would probably be lost in the cracks by now." The blond girl walked up to Lin Nian and squatted down gently, lying at his feet. Her transparent white legs were crossed and she sat on the water-logged tiles, and the rainwater flowed away from the still flesh and bones. "What you are experiencing now is just the impact of the cracks on you. It doesn't matter much, as long as you don't treat the enemy as your sister when fighting."

"I was distracted in the box just now. It must have been a hallucination. It almost made me think that I was having a conversation with my sister for the last time a week ago." Young Lin said in a low voice, "I still remember some details of that time. It was a sunny day. On Thursday, Lin Xian and I were drinking coffee in Teacher Masashi Toyama’s office. The temperature in the office was about 24 degrees, and soothing music was playing from the TV series. Because the coffee was freshly ground and had no sugar added, I It tastes very bitter when I drink it. I even had a bitter taste on my tongue just now, which is so real that it’s scary.”

"Because it is indeed true. You can understand that at the moment when the hallucination occurred, your state was exactly the same as that day at Kassel College in the afternoon. The humidity of your skin, your body temperature, and even your heart rate were exactly the same as that day in the afternoon at Kassel College." The soul has overlapped with that moment." The blonde girl said, "The most terrifying thing about the word spirit of 'Fu Sheng' is that it can 'look back' everything about you, but the memory cannot. What is happening to you now is just the sequelae, so As a result, you are 'retrospecting' even your memories, and you are unable to distinguish between 'retrospecting' and reality."

"So when the 'retrospection' happened, there was no way for me to wake up from that state." Lin Nian exhaled, and the cold rain on his face made him feel the reality. But at that time, he drank in his mouth The coffee in it also brought him warmth and bitterness. The reality was almost consistent with the reality he felt now. After all, they were both realities.

"The word spirit ranked 109 in the Periodic Table of Word Spirits, 'Fu Sheng', is a top secret word spirit. So far, the secret party has not introduced its effects in detail, because no hybrid species under the control of the secret party has ever possessed this kind of word spirit. Even if there is Yan Ling, he cannot be controlled by the secret party." Lin Nian stretched out his right arm, and every inch of skin under the sleeve was intact, but who knew that in the early morning, on this arm Where was the bloody hole in his arm that had been penetrated by the god's divine spear?

The moment Fu Sheng started, the five fatal blood holes had been washed away by the rain and dispersed into the torrent of time.

"If activated in time, the user can even use 'backtracking' to escape death." The blond girl lay on the snow-white tiles on the balcony. The rain wet her clothes and clung to her skin, outlining a figure that was not yet mature but was beginning to take shape. Lin Nian had a curvy figure, but Lin Nian on the wicker chair was not in the mood to look down at the beautiful scene. He just looked at his palms quietly, and finally closed them quietly and squeezed them.

"Is this kind of speech spirit really my power?" he asked softly.

"Of course it's yours, is it mine?" The girl looked sideways at him and made a nice face.

"Who knows."

He was sitting alone on a wicker chair on the empty balcony and was soaked in the rain. A broken white dahlia lay in the water on the ground. The petals were washed to the edge by the water and slid down the channel into the darkness.

The balcony door was pushed open.

Chu Zihang stood by the balcony and did not go in. The rain fell on the ground and splashed on his shoes. He did not bring an umbrella or a raincoat, so it was not easy to walk into the light rain, but the boy who was wet on the balcony was completely He didn't pay attention to this, and looked a little downcast as his whole body was soaked by the rain.

After stopping for a moment, Chu Zihang walked into the balcony in the rain. After taking two steps, he stopped, bent down, picked up the dahlias on the ground, and placed the branches on the glass table next to the wicker chair.

"I'm fine." Lin Nian spoke in advance, waving his hand to indicate that Chu Zihang didn't need to ask any more questions, "Just think that I'm sick."

"Sickness?" Although Lin Nian said it was okay, Chu Zihang couldn't help but repeat this unpleasant word softly.

"Sequelae." Lin Nian nodded and looked up at him. The gold in his eyes was like a flowing golden spring in the rain. Chu Zihang's breathing was uncontrollably stagnant when he looked at him. When the other party took the initiative to move away, He only took half a step back to breathe easily.

"you"

"Golden eyes are a normal phenomenon. You should notice that this phenomenon occurs when you are emotional or nervous. It's like a knee-jerk reaction that cannot be deliberately suppressed." Lin Nian sat on a wicker chair. He tapped his temple lightly and said, "Our bloodline is different from ordinary people."

"Bloodline? Do you mean the bloodline theory that Germanic people are born noble?" Chu Zihang asked.

"No, I am not a bloodline person, and I don't think bloodline can distinguish between high and low people. Bloodline only determines strength, and strength is never the benchmark for measuring right and wrong." Lin Nian shook his head and twisted Chu's hand on the table. Zihang picked up the dahlia and threw it gently, and the branches shot out like darts and plunged into the soil of the flowerpot on the balcony.

"We can decide our own rights and wrongs, but we cannot decide our own bloodline. Things like bloodline are usually gifts given to you by your parents."

A gleam of light suddenly rose in Chu Zihang's dark brown eyes. Lin Nian caught the light and nodded gently and said, "Father, or mother?"

".my dad."

"Sit down." From Chu Zihang's eyes, Lin Nian understood some emotions. He was no stranger to this emotion, because every night when he looked in the mirror, he could find such a Chu Zihang-like expression in his eyes. boy.

"There happens to be no one else. Let's just say a few words. Just talk about the things you are most interested in and want to know most." Lin Nian closed his eyes and listened to the sound of rain falling on the tiles, "About the mixed race. "

Chu Zihang also quietly sat on a wicker chair, and the two boys sat on the balcony where it was raining heavily. The raindrops fell on their heads and gathered in their foreheads, and then fell down and wet their knees. The petals-covered water gurgled by my feet.

"What's a half-breed?" he asked softly.

"We are hybrids, you and I."

"monster?"

"I don't agree with what you think, but it is true that I have been called that by people from the execution department recently." Lin Nian chuckled twice.

Chu Zihang said nothing, his expression did not change, because he didn't mind becoming a monster in others' mouths for the sake of the truth.

"We have already investigated your stepfather. Lu Tianming is a well-known local entrepreneur. His company is going public. He is a very ambitious man, but unfortunately he is not a mixed race like us." Lin Nian said, " As for your mother, I heard she is very beautiful."

Chu Zihang didn't know how to answer this question. He looked at Lin Nianhou and found that there was no teasing or frivolity in his eyes. He could only see a dullness like mirror water in his eyes.

"Mixed breeds generally look good. The better the bloodline, the more likely it is to stimulate the courtship in genes. Survival of the fittest results in the appearance of mixed breeds being much better than the average person. But it is a pity that even though your mother is beautiful enough, we are also attracted by her. The possibility of being a mixed race has been ruled out. It would be great if she was like this at that time." Inexplicably, Lin Nian laughed softly to himself and said something to himself that no one could understand.

"The question can only arise with your father who is truly related by blood. I have never met your father, and I don't know his name. I asked Norma to check, but the answer was that there was no such person, or even He couldn't even find his name. He deleted himself from the Internet. He was like a ghost, wandering in this coastal city. He should have disappeared like a ghost, but for some reason he left you behind." Lin Nian watched. Chu Zihang said, "If you weren't sitting here, I would even suspect that there is no hybrid like him in the world."

Chu Zihang inexplicably looked up at Lin Nian and wanted to say something, but held back and fell into silence.

"Can I know his name? And where is he now?" Lin Nian asked.

"Chu Tianjiao." The boy sitting on the wicker chair looked sideways at the green light in the light rain outside the balcony, as if it was about to melt into the city in the blue rain. The gray elevated roads among the tall buildings stood in the distance of the city, "But I Can’t find him”

ps①：No more

ps②: It can only guarantee that an alliance can maintain four updates a day. Four updates is the limit of human beings!