The Secret Lover Strikes [Rebirth]

The raging darkness seemed to swallow everything.

The earth-shattering shaking and the deafening explosion sound, like the turbulent sea flooding the top of the head, make people's heart jump.

Unreasonable fear and sadness enveloped Roy.Obviously he didn't know where this feeling came from, but he heard his own cry, which came from deep in his chest, immature and helpless.

The cry was so real, but it seemed to be separated by a layer of tulle.

Shouts of panic and gunshots in hot pursuit came from all directions. Before Roy could recover, suddenly a pair of hands stretched out and gently stroked the top of his head.Then Roy felt himself being hugged tightly into a violently heaving chest.Those unreal fears faded inexplicably just because of being close to this person.

In the darkness, that strange breath brings a sense of peace of mind that dispels the darkness.A gentle voice said softly: "Emile, don't be afraid, Dad is here... Dad will come to pick us up soon."

Roy's head hurt, and the sobbing sound from his ears seemed to invade his mind, tearing his sensitive and fragile nerves.He turned his head slowly, and there seemed to be light at the end of the darkness.When the light gradually expanded and a gust of cold wind blew, Roy's mind finally became clearer.

The cold wind blowing into the lungs brought a piece of freshness, but Roy felt his chest was still heavy.He lowered his head, surprised by what he saw.In front of him, his body was suspended in the air, not only was it short and small, his legs were off the ground, even at this moment, there was an arm across his chest, hugging him tightly.

A person was leading him staggering forward and ran desperately forward. Roy tried his best to raise his head, trying to see the person's face clearly through the faint light, but his eyes were blurred, and only the person's dark hair was reflected. his eyes.

Suddenly, the man paused and rushed forward. When he was about to fall, he quickly reached out and pressed Roy's head into his arms.The forward momentum caused him to roll several times on the ground, and he finally stopped when he hit the toppled statue.

In a panic, Roy felt that he couldn't control that small body. He heard himself crying and choking in a childlike voice: "Dad...Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Then the small body struggled to get up.This time Roy was finally able to see the other person clearly, it was a complete stranger, but in the approaching firelight, the dark hair color and pupils moved Roy's heart.

That face, which could only be regarded as handsome at best, was full of dirt at the moment. Even so, Roy felt that there was a kind of magical power in that face, which made people feel good.He couldn't tell what the reason for that kind of closeness was, and he didn't know whether this feeling came from his heart or the child's feeling.

At this moment, the dark-haired adult also lowered his head and looked at Roy. His eyes were gentle, and he stroked Roy's cheek repeatedly against the overturned doll statue.Despite the smile on his face, Roy could still hear the trembling in his voice, "Amir, I'm sorry, Dad can't walk anymore." Reaching out to push the child out of his arms, he shook his lips, "You...you run!"

As he said, he pursed his bleeding lips, looked down at his bleeding left leg, then raised his head and smiled at the crying boy: "Emil, listen to me, dad really I can’t walk anymore. Help me find Brother Hill, okay? He’s gone to find your father. You go to Brother Hill, and then take your father with him to find Dad, okay?”

As the man said, he leaned over and kissed the boy's forehead, and said in the most gentle voice, "Daddy is waiting for you here."

Roy could feel the boy's violent emotional ups and downs, and he tried his best to endure and ignore the sadness and helplessness. In the boy's tearful eyes, Roy took a careful look at the black-haired man with his last consciousness, and then fell into the darkness again. in the dark.

Between ups and downs, sadness and pain seem to be shaking in the chest all the time.It made Roy sleep uneasy, and the sound of conversation coming from nowhere in his ear drummed his eardrums until the noise turned into a tingling sensation, pulling him back to reality little by little.

The moment Roy opened his eyes, he couldn't help being in a trance. For a moment, he even suspected that he had not been reborn, and that he was still in the confinement room of the wizard school, and that the rebirth was just a long and sweet dream.

This is a completely enclosed room, with various advanced instruments surrounding him, the gentle light is not dazzling, and the fresh air blowing towards his face soaks his lungs continuously from the machine.

It turns out that the feeling in the dream is not all illusory.

Just as Roy was still dazed in the unfamiliar environment with a dull face, an exclamation helped him distinguish the boundaries of reality and dreams.

He slowly turned his gaze to the source of the sound, and when he raised his eyes, Roy saw the black-haired man standing in the middle of the crowd not far from the bed.

Squinting his eyes, Roy's heart skipped a beat.