Save Tomorrow's Ark with Game System

People often use "skin like cream" to describe a woman's good skin, and use "soft as boneless" to describe her hands, like a work of art.

But when this work of art cuts through the air and slapped on your face with the rustling wind, you may describe it as "reinforced steel and iron bones".

It hurts really.

Not to mention that the angel who slapped in the face was a beautiful and brave soldier who could easily pick up a sniper rifle weighing more than ten kilograms and play with it at will.

Valentine felt a brick sticking to his face and almost broke his neck.

After a moment of dizziness and tinnitus, he slowly raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him.

His cheeks were sore and his ears were also very painful, but fortunately he did not bleed. Valentine swept his mouth with her tongue, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was still the same.

How could you be angry with Raphael?

She is mine...

My lover.

To save me, a good girl who came to another world desperately.

Fortunately, I am a good guy and have not turned the Asian continent into a hell on earth, otherwise she would have suffered a lot, right?

I can save me under this psychological pressure and the possibility of being unable to return. What else can I get slapped in the face?

Raphael stood in front of Valentine, still maintaining the slap in the face, her arms crossed to her chest, trembling constantly. Her lips were slightly opened, and her teeth collided from time to time. She wanted to say something but vomited a syllable.

Not coming out.

The sourness rushed into the nose and broke through the girl's tear glands. A little tears slid from the corners of her eyes, leaving a crystal mark on her cheeks, dripping into Valentine's heart.

It was like a sledgehammer that instantly shattered the already constructed psychological defense line, released the bitter ocean in his heart, and flowed out in a turbulent manner.

"Raphael..."

He forced himself to cry and took a step forward to say something, but was interrupted by the other party.

"Shut up!"

Raphael raised his finger and pointed at Valentine and angrily scolded.

The angel's wings were extremely dazzling at this moment, and thorns of all sizes appeared on the halo, as if they were wrapped in thorns.

For Valentine, even if the girl is wrapped in thorns at this moment, he will hug her without hesitation, give her a long-lost comfort and make herself feel better.

But Raphael's scolding made the boy feel ache, because it means she is really angry.

Valentine really doesn't want to see Raphael, whose eyes are red and trembling all over, which will only make the pain in his heart continue to overlap. It seems that someone is holding a knife, slashing his heart one after another, cutting off a piece of it and then again.

A bright red guilt.

Extremely painful.

"Do you think you are great, like a hero?"

Raphael pointed to Valentine's nose, and the sound spit out from his teeth and hit him.

"Are you extremely satisfied? Because you sacrificed your life to save us!"

Her voice was a little higher.

At this moment, the breeze no longer blows through the forest, the birds no longer sing, and the lake is as flat as a mirror.

Valentine raised her head slightly, opened her mouth to speak, but Raphael choked into her stomach.

"Do you think Yihuang and I should be grateful to you? After meeting, we should give you a smile and hug, and we will still be like before!"

The whole forest seemed to be quiet, only Raphael's voice echoed.

Xing Yihuang did not look at Raphael, who was out of control, but turned her head over and looked at the lake.

Her eyes were slightly red, as if they were on the verge of collapse.

Razer held Xing Yihuang's hand and comforted her softly. Franka put away her camera, stood in the distance and moved her eyes to other places, quietly becoming an outsider.

Kaorama, standing in the shadow of the trees at the entrance, carefully observing the two people who were quarreling in the distance, like a theater audience, afraid of losing the details of the story.

"Do you think you have become the savior? Just step on me and Yihuang, and make random guesses about our inner thoughts..."

"I don't!"

Valentine finally spoke and interrupted Raphael's catharsis, his eyes red.

At the beginning, most of the boy felt guilty. After hearing the girl's questioning, pain suddenly arose.

He understood that the reason why Raphael was so angry was not because of Chen Le, not because of his past feelings, but because of the period of death before traveling through time, those...

"Then why do you say that!"

The angel wings suddenly opened at this moment, gushing out flames, illuminating Valentine's face with tears. The halo on her head also changed, like a crown, with complex patterns and extremely sharp light.

"Why do you ask her to stop us?"

"Why don't you let us come to you?"

"Why did you let her remove you from our minds?!"

"Why should you erase yourself from the Terra world?!"

Raphael raised his head and clenched his teeth. She was a Sakota and an angel, but now she looked extremely ferocious, a few points better than the most terrifying Sakaz.

"Because I'm almost dying! I don't want to make you sad!"

"Because I love you!"

Valentine didn't expect that this sentence would be said so easily.

And I didn't feel any shyness, as if I was telling a well-known fact.

"Then we don't love you anymore?!"

"You deprive us of the last chance to meet? You even keep us in the dark and never know the truth?"

But this confession in anger did not affect Raphael's hatred at all.

"Luckily you didn't really die, otherwise Yihuang and I would become idiots for life! I will be fooled for life!"

"We'll take out the sincerity for you, and you actually want to throw it away?"

"Oh no, you don't want to throw it away, you don't want to eat it, and then tell everyone that Yihuang and I have never loved anyone, and finally we will get out with our love and disappear..."

“Treat it as a joke!”

Having said that, Valentine's anger went out, and she stood in front of Raphael with her head down, and tears fell on the grass from time to time.

It's like a child scolded by his parents, extremely aggrieved.

He understood why Raphael was so angry because of his own selfishness.

Valentine came up with a plan from his own perspective that no one was injured, but she did not expect that this plan would be the biggest slander for Raphael and Xing Yihuang.

He considered their feelings, but did not consider that they also had love that was no less than their own.

Raphael and Xing Yihuang can accept the pain of separation from life and death, but cannot accept the deception and cannot accept the emptiness brought by disappearing love.

"sorry……"

Valentine stuttered, her voice weak and mosquitoes.

"I just hope...I just hope that you can face Yihuang and I, open your heart to us, and stop loving us as stubbornly as before."

“It’s very uncomfortable.”

The flames disappeared and the halo returned to normal. Raphael blinked and wiped away the tears on his face.

She was silent for a few seconds, walked to Valentine and hugged him.

"I, Xing Yihuang, and you."

“It is one, and cannot be separated.”

"Everyone sees your feelings for us."

The angel hugged the boy in his arms tightly.

"I just hope that you can also consider us and respect the love we give."

"Okay?"

Raphael gently stroked Valentine's hair, his movements softly, like a mother.

She actually didn't want to do this, she just wanted to express her emotions through normal communication after meeting.

But who knew that after seeing Valentine, the long-suppressed emotions in my heart burst out instantly and could not be terminated at all.

well.

Let others make jokes.

Raphael sighed lightly, but still hugged the boy in his arms tightly, as if he was integrated and could never be separated.