Kneeling and begging to live past the age of 18

Time goes by little by little, from spring to summer, gradually to autumn, and finally to winter, and back to spring again.

They never stay for anyone.

This year is the fifth year.

In the cold and windy winter, the sky was covered with fine snowflakes. The 20-year-old Lan Bo walked through the white snow little by little, and finally came to a monument.

"It's New Year's Day again. Speaking of which, there are not many flowers that can be outside in winter, but I saw a beautiful plum blossom in a place, so I brought a branch."

As he said, Lan Bo knelt down and put pink flower branches in his hand in front of the tombstone. He just stared at the photos on the tombstone that had been polished by time but remained unchanged for a long while, then raised his hand and brushed off the pile of flowers on the tombstone. Small layers of snowflakes.

"Speaking of which, Axi, don't you think it will be very difficult for me to play double game accounts by myself?"

With some small complaints, Lan Bo, who was already a young man, babbled on and on.

"It's fine if you don't have anything else, but Axi, you just left me a message in the game to let me inherit your account? I always feel that I'm just a tool for your account, which is not as important as the game!"

"A genius like me can manage two accounts with one person. Although you are not next to me, at least our game characters can still be together."

"Thanks to you, I have now successfully become the most powerful god in the game, and even our career has improved."

Speaking of this, Lan Bo's expression was a little proud.

"I, with many fans, am the most famous game anchor right now!"

Although it is "one", but this is not important!

"However, they are only good at fighting and just grabbing. There is no way for those who are like horror and ghosts."

Lanbo sighed, leaning on his cheek with one hand, and sighed.

"Although I'm an adult now, I really can't do anything about this kind of game. I think it's all because you, Axi, dragged me to play this kind of game before, which left me with a serious psychological shadow."

It's a pity that I tried to play the new supernatural horror game as soon as it was released, as if the other party had never left.

Even if he was scared and threw away the mouse, there was no familiar voice to comfort him.

Until now, he still screams in fright at this kind of game.

But... is he really afraid of these now?After all, it was just a hopeless expectation in my heart, right?

Impossible, yet uncontrollable anticipation.

Lanbo wrapped his hands around his knees, buried half of his face, and spoke in a low voice.

"Speaking of... the game of eating chicken is still in decline."

"Many new types of games have been released in the past few years, but you also know that I have only played this type of game with you. I also know that no game can last forever, but..."

He narrowed his eyes, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"How can a game be fun without you?"

He is used to her being behind, used to being rescued by the other party, and even used to the sense of security of the other party's sentence "Don't be afraid, I am here."

If he could, he would even want to be that game rookie who shivered behind her, was beaten to death if she didn't pay attention, and then asked the other party for help with confidence.

But it's not possible now.

In the frost and snow, let the icy wind blow over his forehead, his eyes are black and white photos.All of these are telling him the reality, ridiculing how ridiculous his imagination is.

it's out of the question.

Suddenly, something sounded beside him, and Lan Bo suddenly turned his head. A burst of pink smoke filled the air, and was blown away by the wind quickly, revealing the existence inside.

This is……

This is! ! !

There is something so familiar that people can't help but moisten their eye sockets just by seeing it, an existence that people just want to keep appears in the snow. She is wearing a warm beige sweater that only belongs to the room, opening her eyes. With blank eyes, it seems that he has not yet reacted.

Lanbo suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Can't be wrong, is it here?Is it really his own time and space? ! !

His body was faster than his mind, and Lan Bo got up quickly. He didn't care about his legs that were numb from squatting for too long. He stabilized his figure with just a stagger, took off his coat, wrapped him up, and hugged him to the other side. On one side of the stone.

"Are you... Lanbo's father?"

Only five years old, the tiny Axi asked with doubts in his eyes.

Is this an opportunity given to me by God?

"I'm Lanbo, how is your health compared to this Axi? Do you feel unwell?"

"This is the world 10 years from now, and I am 20-year-old Lanbo."

He greedily stared at the other person who was still alive, not wanting to let go of the slightest bit.

Lively, smiling, and alive.

"Is that the bazooka?"

The smart Axi quickly guessed, yes, she has always been so smart.Even... looking behind him, the direction he deliberately blocked.

"Nothing to see..."

Really... nothing to look at.

Whether it's the cold tombstone, which is colder than the temperature in this winter, or the...

"It's okay it's okay."

Something came to the top of his head, with a soft feeling, even in his voice, there was comfort.

"everything will be fine."

Lanbo: "..."

Hardly daring to look at the pair of eyes that were always clear, Lan Bo lowered his head subconsciously, a little dazed, as if asking questions about himself and the other party.

"Is it really better?"

In the next second, he directly vetoed it.

"Not any better."

Where could it be better?

"even……"

"even--"

Even obviously bad, isn't it?

"Is there something Lanbo wants to tell me?"

His face was gently held up by a pair of warm hands, and Lan Bo stared blankly at Miki Nozomi who was gazing softly at him, with the other's gentle to cruel words in his ears.

"It's really like what you said, we don't have much time, don't we?"

time...not much...

That's right, there is not much time at all, even the current encounter is just stolen, isn't it?

The blue eyes were a little wet, but Lan Bo forced himself to curl his mouth. He reached out to hold the other's hand, but suddenly found that his hand had already turned cold.

So, he wanted to retract his half-raised hand, and at the moment it fell, he was caged in a warm heat.

"It's ok."

As she said this, she held his hands tightly again.

"Whatever it is, I'll listen."

Whatever it is...?

Lan Bo stared at the little hand holding his own, and fell silent.

Obviously, there should be a lot of things he wanted to say to her, but at this moment, those voices that were not ready to come out seemed to be all stuck in his throat, making him unable to utter a single sound.

But time cannot be wasted.

After another few seconds of stagnation, Lan Bo spoke in a low voice.

"I'm strong now."

"Ah."

"Playing games is also very good."

"Ah."

"You won't get hurt if you go out on a mission."

"Ah."

As if caught in a certain emotion, his speaking speed became faster and faster, and his voice also increased unconsciously.

"Our live broadcast is also very famous."

"Ah."

"I……"

He pursed his lips, and said the last sentence in a trembling voice.

"I can already protect you."

With heaviness and a bit of bitterness, he raised his eyes to look at Nozomi Miki who had been watching him tenderly all the time. The blue eyes that could calm down were like broken glass, and even gave birth to sadness.

Lan Bo suddenly opened his arms and hugged him tightly, not letting the other party see his embarrassing appearance at the moment. The next moment, something patted him on the back, like when he was comforted by the other party many years ago.

Even the voice was the same as before, just hearing it made people feel reassured.

"I always knew Rambo was the best."

He took a deep breath and repeated, but his voice was involuntarily choked with sobs.

"Because I can already protect you, so..."

Almost the second after his voice fell, his arms were empty.

She doesn't belong here.

She has gone back.

She is no longer here.

There will be no more of her here.

Controlling the tensed and stiff body, he squatted down slowly, as if trying to retain the warmth of this moment, but his heart seemed to have contracted to the extreme, giving off the illusion of pain.

Lan Bo opened his mouth, and silently uttered the delusions that he hadn't planned to say.

— is the most illusory delusion.

I have become very powerful...

So...you who tried hard to protect, when will you come back?

The author has something to say:

I saw a little angel saying that it’s not enough knives... Cough, I slipped away, I dare not comment for fear of being caught and boiled by the crowd, so I went to the code word!

ps Tutoring is over, the next chapter begins

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