Save Tomorrow's Ark with Game System

Water, inorganic salts, and proteins form the most useless liquid in humans, called tears. A few milliliters of tears and call signs can release a magnificent mood like mountains and seas.

Many people think that crying is a manifestation of weakness, but crying is also the most intuitive way of expressing emotions.

Before meeting Raphael, Valentine had imagined many scenes when two people met.

Maybe it was a passing by the crowd, but just a glance turned around and met him who was looking for him; maybe it was an angel who was deliberately searching for him but failed, and he felt something suddenly when he looked back, but he found that the man was in the dim light.

But no matter what chance the two met, Valentine thought he would not cry.

Time is a carving knife, and he has long matured into a real man through this thousand years of carving.

Love and parting are sharp blades. They have cut Valentine's heart countless times, but they have blunted the blade in the hurt over and over again, and can never stab his tear glands again.

If he met Raphael in this form, Valentine even felt that the Angel Sister would not recognize him as her long-lost lover.

The difference between him and him in Terra world is really too big.

result……

Valentine overestimated his ability to bear and underestimated that initial touch.

Thousand years of experience have been vulnerable to the long-lost love and broken into powder. He once again turned into that stupid boy, stubbornly putting Raphael in a position more important than life, and crying for her.

Fortunately, Valentine is much more mature than before and is more thoughtful about things.

If he hadn't stopped the time in advance, dozens of people would probably have seen the scene of the saints hugging each other and crying.

It will spread throughout the subcontinent the next day.

...

Emotions flow into the earth with tears, and the pleasure of venting emotions gradually disappeared, and reason once again occupied the high ground.

Valentine hugged Raphael in her arms and hugged the sacred angel he hadn't seen for a long time. Her breathing was still a little unnatural and she did not walk out of the afterglow of crying.

Raphael also cooperated to lean against the boy's chest, enjoying the hard-earned support.

However, her hand holding Valentine's clothes tightly still did not relax, but instead tried harder than at the beginning.

Valentine also felt something was wrong in the tranquility after this emotional storm.

The warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms was still trembling slightly, but his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, as if the beauty was gradually turning into a wild beast, and what she released was no longer the longing but the murderous intent.

It was as if the person I was holding was no longer the gentle and lovely angel sister, but an active volcano, a flame called anger could erupt at any time and pour out her face.

And after anger, Valentine was greeted with fists or bullets...

It's unknown.

...

This is a pill.

Valentine pulled the corner of her mouth and raised her head slightly to close her eyes.

Sure enough, the scumbag will die, and there will be no good ending on two boats.

"I think you can listen to my explanation."

Valentine made up her mind and looked down at the girl in her arms.

What met his sight was a blue eye full of resentment, wrapped in red eye sockets, and a faint light flashed at the corners of his eyes.

It can be seen that the Angel Sister at this time no longer has the complex emotions of meeting each other again for a long time, but instead she wanted to beat the man in front of her.

Since my husband has found it and has finished crying, then just think of the account that has made me sad and worried for so long...

The wings and halos were brighter as early as possible, and the light released was not gentle, which made Valentine feel a little dazzling.

Raphael clenched his fists and tried to struggle from the boy's arms, and his fingers almost poked Valentine's clothes.

Angels are not just God’s messengers who bring the gospel to mankind…

He even lowered the judgment of the god of death!

"you……"

She gritted her teeth and just squeezed out a word from her mouth, the boy in front of her disappeared.

Time backtrack!

Bang.

The lemonade that Valentine threw away returned to the table, with half of the drink inside. Raphael was sitting in her seat, the cup in front of him was still fine and had not been deformed.

Valentine sat opposite the Angel Sister and let out a sigh of relief, all over her body was filled with ease after the disaster.

However, although they all returned to the time point when they first met, Valentine did not turn back into a phoenix. Raphael's eyes were still red, and what had just happened still existed in their minds.

Raphael was a little surprised, glanced at the surrounding environment a few times, and once again placed his eyes on the face of the person opposite again.

She wanted to say something, but found that she couldn't open her mouth at all.

The girl wanted to stand up, but found herself fixed on a chair and unable to move.

It was like being tied up by an invisible rope, so I could only sit there obediently.

"Sorry, Raphael."

Valentine conceived a brief thought in her heart, lowered her head slightly to his angel sister, and spoke sincerely.

"You should know my identity, not only the Valentine Saint of the Sub-continent, but also the Creator God of this world."

"I used my power to control you, just hope you can listen to me."

The boy raised his head and looked at Raphael's gaze, his eyebrows and eyes drooped.

Perhaps Valentine's words and expression of showing weakness made Raphael feel a little reluctant, so she finally restrained her emotions and nodded slightly.

"Thanks."

Valentine, who received affirmation, squeezed out a smile.

It's full of bitterness.

"I think you should still remember the little fox, the girl who took a photo with you."

"You may have guessed her identity, it is the kind of person I have already had in this life."

Valentine said while carefully observing Raphael's expression. After all, this was a bit too much for her, but she had to say it.

Lies are sometimes kind, but this kind of goodwill wrapped in false can cause greater harm.

He would not lie to his Angel sister, especially in terms of feelings.

Hearing this, Raphael had no reaction. He just lowered his eyes and stopped looking at the boy in front of him.

Feeling uncomfortable? Helpless?

No matter what emotion she was filled with, Valentine had to continue talking. He could not only be responsible for Raphael, but also take care of Chen Le.

The boy silently said "I'm sorry" in his heart and continued to tell.

"Actually, I already have a solution, but I can't tell you now."

"You can go to a place called Charlan City, walk to the edge of the forest west of the city, and take out this thing."

A gold coin was pushed to Raphael by Valentine.

"There will be someone taking you to a residence, and I will wait for you there."

“I will tell you the plan at that time.”

Raphael is very familiar with the style of gold coins, which is the common currency of the Asian continent, but Valentine's side face is printed on the front.

She withdrew her gaze, but found that she could move normally. Valentine, who was still sitting opposite her just now, was gone.

His half cup of lemonade is still on the table.

The sun was still hanging high in the sky, and the noisy ambient sounds sounded in my ears again. The warm wind in the deep spring blew the hem of the angel's clothes, and the straw inserted in the cup was slightly shaking in the wind, as if he was still sitting there.

It's like a dream.

Raphael was stunned for a few seconds, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, got up and walked towards the bathroom not far away.

She needs to wash her face and calm down.