Mysterious boy

This time the church seems to be a little different from the past, it is no longer immersed in darkness, but full of warm light.

Aoki watched the man who always covered his face walk towards him, the black cloak fluttered slightly, but this time, he unexpectedly revealed the truth.

The long black hair hung peacefully around his waist, and the familiar facial features made Aoki a little uneasy.

"Why do you look the same as me? Who are you?" Aoki stepped back nervously, this man actually had the same face as himself.

"I am you, and you are me." The man looked at Aoki dotingly.

Aoki, who was still a child, became confused, "I don't understand."

"You'll see soon enough that I'm your best friend after all."

"Best friend?" Aoki thought of his best friend.

"Just like Ling Dingyang." The man smiled.

Aoki felt a little lost suddenly, "Ling Ding Yang... But he will never play with me again, he died in a traffic accident."

Having said that, he covered his head in pain and wept softly.

"Ling Dingyang died in a traffic accident! Is he... already dead?" Aoki suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and opened his eyes in a panic. Although it was only a dream, it made him more and more uneasy, and he was about to raise his hand to rub his temples , but the arm was extremely painful.

"Are you awake?" A familiar voice sounded.

Only then did Aoki notice Teacher Luo Si who was sitting next to him.

"Teacher Luo Si?" Aoki was a little surprised.

Luo Si smiled, "You finally woke up."

Aoki sat up suddenly, looked around, "How long have I been asleep?

"Three days."

Aoki suddenly thought of what happened in the warehouse, "You saved me?"

Luo Si got up, "When I arrived at the warehouse, you had passed out on the ground."

"What about Ling Dingyang?"

"Who?" Luo Si looked at Aoki in confusion.

"Ling Dingyang! He was seriously injured in order to save me. I remember at that time..." Thinking of this, Aoki panicked and prepared to get out of bed, "Is he in the hospital? How is he doing now? Is his life in danger? ? I have to go see him."

Luo Si grabbed Aoki, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Qingmu, who is Ling Dingyang you're talking about?"

Aoki couldn't understand what Luo Si was saying at all, and explained anxiously, "Mr. Luo Si, don't be joking, he is your student! We are at the same table."

Luo Si frowned, "But you are at the table alone, and there is no such student as Ling Dingyang in our class."

Aoki was stunned, seeing that Luo Si didn't look like he was joking, "Impossible, you must have misremembered." Then he took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Hello, the number you dialed is an empty number, please check and dial again..." A sweet voice sounded from the phone.

"No, I have to go find him." Aoki felt dizzy for a while, and couldn't distinguish dream from reality.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, he rushed out of the house like crazy. How could Ling Dingyang, who existed in all his good memories, disappear into this world?Aoki ran to the classroom in one breath and saw several students chatting at the door.

"Is Ling Dingyang here?" He still asked nervously.

The petite girl was a little puzzled, "Who?"

"Ling Ding Yang!"

"Are you a friend? We don't know each other. Are you handsome?" Another tall, long-haired girl was curious.

Aoki was a little hesitant, "Students in our class, I am at the same table."

The male student on the side couldn't help laughing and said, "Since when did you have a deskmate? You aren't..."

Before the classmate finished speaking, Aoki had already walked into the classroom quickly, staring blankly at the desk next to his seat, there was no book on it, memories of the two joking and squabbling emerged, but now they seem to be surrounded by everyone. Forgotten, I couldn't help but touch the male classmate in front of me.

The male classmate turned around in surprise, "Are you calling me?"

Aoki pointed to the empty seat next to him, "Is there anyone here?"

The male student rubbed his head, "What's wrong with you? Isn't this place always empty?"

"Do you remember Ling Ding Yang?"

"who is he?"

Aoki stopped talking and left the classroom quickly again.

The male student looked at Aoki's back, and murmured in a puzzled voice: "Who is Ling Dingyang? Is this a new classmate coming to our class? But this is the first time this Aoki-student has spoken to me, and he is really handsome. "

After walking out of the classroom, Aoki searched the entire campus, and even refused to let go of some corners. After all, he found nothing. Under the scorching sun, his despair and helplessness made him tremble uncontrollably, and he almost collapsed to the rooftop.

Why?Why does Ling Dingyang act as if he never existed, but I do have all the memories about him. Could it be... there really is no such person?Everything I came up with out of thin air?Aoki was lying on the ground looking at the sky, his vision had long been blurred by tears.

"What about the bell?" A voice without any emotion came out, but Aoki suddenly stood up.

"You...you remember Ling Dingyang?" Aoki looked at Zuo Lengxing in disbelief.

"your best friend."

Aoki grabbed Zuo Lengxing's shoulder excitedly, "Why do you only remember?"

"Because he doesn't belong to this world, just like me." Zuo Lengxing actually showed a strange smile.

"You... what do you mean?"

"Want to find him?"

"Is he still alive?" Aoki was a little anxious.

"That depends on whether you are asking about Ling Dingyang or Ziye?"

Aoki really didn't understand, "Who is Ziye?"

"Have you met Yi Yao?"

Aoki nodded, he really didn't understand what was going on now, he only knew that the girl in front of him was not as simple as he thought, as if everything about him was under her control.

Zuo Lengxing stared into Aoki's eyes: "Let Luo Si take you to meet her again, and you will get the answer you want."

Aoki nodded, turned and left, "Thank you."

"I said a long time ago that friends are unreliable." Zuo Lengxing said with a somewhat mocking tone.

Aoki stopped, "But as long as you need, I will still stand by your side without hesitation."

The corner of Zuo Lengxing's mouth was slightly raised, and he continued to look into the distance with a half-smile, when Wutong suddenly appeared.

"Have you decided to form an alliance with Luosi?" Zuo Lengxing refused to turn his head.

Wutong pulled Zuo Lengxing over, and asked with a displeased expression: "You did what happened yesterday, right?"

"I don't understand." He replied with no expression.

"I've been to the scene, and your spiritual power remains in those people's bodies."

"So what if it's me? If Luo Si hadn't arrived so quickly, maybe I would have given Aoki to Lord Sikong long ago." Zuo Lengxing told the truth.

Wu Tong's expression could no longer tell whether it was anger or anxiety, "If you waste your spiritual power like this, it will be true..."

"Disappearing? That's why I should hurry up." During the words, Zuo Lengxing had disappeared without a trace, Wu Tong sighed, and came to Yi Yao's house in a blink of an eye.

Wu Chen was sorting out Yi Yao's calligraphy and painting, when he saw Wutong, he showed a bit of hostility, but Yi Yao stopped him when he wanted to stop it.

"It's really lively here recently, it seems that the outside world is indeed a bit chaotic." Yi Yao motioned Wutong to sit down.

Wutong lowered her head, feeling a little disappointed, "I want to know if Zuo Lengxing is okay?"

"The spiritual power in her body is getting less and less, and I'm afraid it won't last long."

Wutong was a little excited, "I've formed an alliance with Luosi, and after helping him find the Emperor Ling, I can renew Zuo Lengxing's life."

"You know very well that Zuo Lengxing is just a doll carved by Lord Sikong. She will never have a real soul. If you disobey Lord Sikong's order for her, the consequences will be disastrous."

Indus fell into painful memories, "It was I who watched her being sculpted by Lord Sikong bit by bit. After being revived with high-level spiritual power, the adult asked me to teach her knowledge and accompany her to practice. I never thought she was a doll, but More like my sister, I've lost a loved one once and can't hurt the person I want to protect again.

Yi Yao's eyes were firm, "Are you still blaming yourself for the things you did when you were a child? The loss of your brother is not your responsibility, and I told you a long time ago that he is still alive. known identity."

"If it weren't for the disputes back then, maybe we wouldn't be what we are now." Wu Tong couldn't help but look sad when he thought of the tragic war between ethnic groups thousands of years ago. His younger brother disappeared when he was hunted down. It is said that there are more bad luck than good luck, but she is more willing to believe Yi Yao's words.

Yi Yao sighed softly: "So we Youchuan people have never participated in disputes between ethnic groups. We just want to maintain the balance of time and space as much as possible and stop the upcoming disasters in time."