Solstice Executive Officer, the start of the game is bound to the injustice system

Just when Su Ming was still speechless in the machine workshop, the little nun had already launched the final attack.

Winter Church.

Inside the bishop's office.

Suzuran's eyes flashed with determination, quite as if she would kill herself in front of you if she didn't agree to do it right now, and she slapped her white and tender hands on the desk with a snap.

Columbia was a little confused. She looked at Suzuran and asked, "Who bullied you?"

"It's not about this!"

Suzuran took a deep breath, raised her arm and pointed at Columbia, "It's about you!"

Columbia became even more confused after hearing this. She probably hasn't done anything to make Suzuran angry recently. Could it be that this child has also reached the rebellious stage?

"It's you, why are you still unwilling to face your inner thoughts, and don't even leave yourself a chance?" Suzulan couldn't help but get even more angry when she saw that Colombia still didn't understand. Even Sandone's idiot had a change of mind at the last moment. An idea came to me, why is Columbia’s mother still so slow?

Should I say that I am slow or afraid to face it?There's really nothing we can do against her. At this time, it's time for Suzuran to appear.

"I told Su Ming that Xumi doesn't plan to go with him."

Suzuran used the first move [Cut first and then play] in a calm tone. Regardless of your reaction, she has already finished the matter and there is no way she wants to stop her.

"why?"

Columbia didn't expect Su Ming to say such a thing. Logically speaking, she was the one who accompanied Su Ming from Mondstadt to Daozhi. Why did she say that she was about to leave? "Su Ming has no objection?"

"he?"

Suzuran "hummed" and spoke confidently: "My opinion is his opinion. When steaming steamed buns, he doesn't have a handle?"

Colombia: "..."

She could already imagine Su Ming's miserable life of being squeezed in the future. In addition to Sandone's androids who were not afraid of being weak and squeezed, there was also the mental squeeze of the little nun. She hoped that others would be okay.

"I have already chosen the person to go to Sumeru with him."

Suzuran walked behind Columbia, leaned into her ear and said word by word: "That person is you, Lord Columbia."

Columbia raised her head in slight surprise, never expecting Suzuran to say such words, "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, literally."

Suzuran moved the small bench to the opposite side of the desk and sat facing Columbia, "You don't have to worry about the church. After you leave, I will handle your daily affairs and fulfill my duties as acting bishop. "

Columbia was silent for a few seconds. She didn't expect that Suzuran would be so well-prepared. It seemed that she was determined to convince her.

Have you never truly faced your own heart...

Columbia's right hand clenched and unclenched again, but she couldn't keep anything. She was just a fairy wandering in the world, unable to find the way back, and not knowing where to go in the future.

There is no place for her in this era. Only in the process of searching for the ice coffin can she feel the slightest meaning of existence.

Following the footsteps left by the teacher is like following the path of the past towards the future.

But that's just an illusion.

She is a dead person forgotten in the darkness, a despicable survivor.

"How will you know if you don't tell me!"

Suzuran's voice woke her up, and her slightly cold hands were tightly wrapped by another pair of warm hands. "Is it really okay to just make up answers that don't exist?"

"The you you used to be, the you you were at the beginning, the you who kept chasing that figure - are you going to betray them!"

The sonorous and powerful words brought Columbia back to the light from the darkness, yes...she was just making up the words he might say. How could she be considered forgotten if she didn't hear it herself.

"Thank you, Suzuran."

Columbia smiled slightly, stood up and gently stroked Suzuran's hair, "You have really grown up a lot, and you are already a big girl who can take charge of your own business."

Yes, this is not a complicated answer, but she thought about it for a long time and still didn't understand it.

Suzuran also smiled, holding Columbia's hand and leading her to the office door, "Go chase that answer, and then... don't leave any regrets."

She gently pushed Columbia out of the office, and the smile on her pretty face became brighter.

"Now I declare, Lord Columbia, there is no room for you in Winter Church!"

Suzuran put her hands on her hips, closed the office door with a click, and locked it behind her, directly and forcefully depriving Columbia of any possible way back.

Columbia was a little dumbfounded. She leaned against the door and spoke softly: "Then, during the time I am away, Winter Church is in your hands."

"Acting Bishop."

Her steps seemed to become lighter. Once you figure out some things, they become very simple, and the only thing left is to do them.

Suzuran also leaned on the other side of the door, and finally showed a relieved smile after hearing Columbia's words.

"Go..."

"You deserve to be loved."

...

...

Su Ming was lying on his bed ready to rest. He didn't know where Linglan had gone, which made him quite uncomfortable.

With nothing to do, the boring Hermit took out the original holy relic from his backpack - the pure and flawless Fat Ci. He hung it high in the air with both hands, so that he could see every detail clearly in 360 degrees without blind spots. , the only pity is that as the number of times it is taken out increases, the faint fragrance gradually dissipates.

Alas, even the system can only retain items, but not the smell of the past.

Su Ming sighed with emotion, and was about to do warm-up exercises before going to bed when the door of the room opened with a click.

The only ones who have the key to his room are Sandone and Suzuran. The only one who opens the door in such a gentle way is Suzuran. Anyway, the little nun has seen his perverted behavior more than once, but it doesn't count in Fatji's terms. Nothing outrageous.

So Su Ming didn't take it seriously at all. Linglan would definitely not be angry because she didn't use her tea seeds. At worst, she would be allowed to squeeze them for a while tonight.

Just as Su Ming was still warming up, he noticed that there was no sound coming from the door. As usual, Su Ming had already shouted, "Brother Su Ming, you big pervert!" and ran over to have a part with him. She shouldn't have So quiet.

Su Ming raised his head in confusion and saw Columbia who was silent beside the door.

A dream, it must be a dream, yes, this must be a dream.

Su Ming took a deep breath, stood up, walked to Columbia and lifted up her skirt, and found that this dream was quite real, and even the fat style that Columbia wore in reality could be reproduced.

After carefully confirming the details, I was even more impressed by how realistic the dream was.