The No. 1 mixed score king in the whole server [StarCraft]

Don't be noisy.

"Ms. Brut's hair is as ugly as dry grass, hell, can she wear a hat?"

"Why is this nasty pigeon coming again?"

"I heard that Helena was imprisoned by her father, oh my god, I'm so happy. This bitch Helena can tell Cyril's thoughts at a glance, but she always thinks she is very noble."

"Speaking of Cyril, Bella, isn't your sister also interested in him. Tell her to pay attention, she can't beat Helena."

"You mean Christine? That's no nonsense. She couldn't even raise a pot of sunflowers when she was a child, so she can only feed pigeons with this IQ."

"Hahahaha I remember she raised potted soil...Eh? Christine, are you awake?"

Lin Jingren was still confused. When he got up, he found himself in a classroom.The classroom is spacious and bright, with roses engraved on the white table, which is fragrant and elegant.The glass window next to it is very large, and at a glance, the sky is as blue as washing.

Suddenly a girl from another class poked her head in outside the window, breaking the quiet get out of class time: "Ah, guess who I saw? I saw Cyril, who was playing music in the square again!"

"Ah, really?"

In an instant, the chattering little sparrows in the classroom stood up and ran outside.

Lin Jing only felt that his head was about to explode.

After all, everyone was aristocratic lady from Ebilon. They squeezed outside the classroom because of their status. Holding the fence, they looked at the elegant and charming silver-haired young man in the square in front of the church from the perspective of the sixth floor.

Like a puppet, Lin Jing was pulled out by Bella, his mind was empty.

Sister Bella held her face and said: "Syril is really good-looking. Although he is a commoner, I have never seen a man who is more beautiful than him in Ebylon. Huh? Why is there a pigeon here?"

A pigeon perched on the railing.

Bella was extremely disgusted. When she withdrew her hand, she suddenly felt her skin cool down. She fixed her eyes and screamed instantly.

The pigeon dropped a pile of foul-smelling shit on the back of her hand.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Bella's voice was so loud that it pierced the sky.

The extremely loud decibel also made Lin Jing's rigid and empty thinking return a little bit.

The noble lady next to her was laughing.

The pigeon fluttered its wings and jumped into Lin Jing's arms in an instant. Now Lin Jing was like a doll without a soul, and he ignored it at all.Pigeon pecked Lin Jing's eyes dissatisfied.

The moment a feather brushes.

Tick, like a drop of water into the mind.

All his senses were awakened, hearing, sight, and touch. At the same time, the sound of the flute from the other side of the square reached his ears with the wind of the first snow, clearer and more melodious, bright and beautiful.

The familiar tune made him subconsciously feel that there should be the sweetness of blood on his lips.

Bella was still screaming and cursing, and the girls were laughing at the show.Buzzing like mosquitoes.

Lin Jing raised his head blankly.

The pigeon suddenly picked up a decorative white rose on his head and ran away, fluttering its wings and flying to the distant sky,

"Dead pigeon!"

Bella could only tear off a few tail feathers.

White, scattered under the blue sky, like fluttering hyacinths.

Lin Jing rolled his eyes slowly.

hyacinth?

In the next second, his body seemed to be out of control, and he had turned around and ran out before his thoughts recovered.

Run downstairs!

Follow the song!

Without consciousness, one thought is to urge him, run!

Just run downstairs.

As he was going downstairs, he bumped into someone.

"Christine?"

The doubtful voice of the second sister resounded together with the angry scream of the elder sister on the fifth floor.

"Christine!"

Lin Jing didn't care, and ran outside.

Pigeons lead the way.

He lifted his skirt and stepped over the obstructing stone.

Everyone on the sixth floor exclaimed.

Spots of light from the trees in the garden fell on him.

Running faster and faster, the wind is getting tighter.

While the sound of the flute became clearer.

The boy's words in the dream seemed to have gradually gained voice after years.

run forward.

Run through narrow gardens, past churches.

For an instant.

The blinding sunlight fell.

Crashing, the group of pigeons flapped their wings and flew into the blue sky.

There is still some snow on the ground in Ebylon in winter.

Inhale the nasal cavity is cool.

The gentle statue stood on the square, and a man stood against the light below him. He couldn't see his appearance clearly, but his figure was tall and straight.

Lin Jing stood there, motionless.

"River of Memories" echoes in my ears.

The voice of the boy in the dream was finally clear.

"The fireworks look like this, but they are so beautiful. They bloom in front of your eyes. When you go outside, you can follow me, and my brother will show you!"

"Do you want to listen to fairy tales? I can tell you. I can tell you well. My mother and I are still in the same world. She should worship me as a teacher."

"Why do you treat me well? Uh... I like you."

"I just like you. If you want to be nice to someone and make someone happy, isn't that what love is?"

Memories are flooding.

Lin Jing closed his eyes, then rushed over at once.

The white skirt flutters and outlines the golden sunlight, like a big bird and a rose.Unable to restrain his inner emotions anymore, there was no sound in his ears, tears blurred his eyes, and he could only see the shadow against the light.

Lin Jing almost pretended to be in that person's arms, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

The young man was stunned, and the sound of the flute stopped suddenly.

At this moment, it seems that the painting is still.

Pedestrians were in an uproar.

The carriage stopped.

Behind is exclamation, roar.

Pigeons circled the sky.

The statue casts a gentle gaze across time and space.

Lin Jing burst into tears, smiled and said tremblingly: "Yes, I like it. Xu Wanzhi, I just like it, the emotion of wanting to make someone happy, I like it!"

"I've always liked you!"

He looked up to kiss him.

But it was empty in an instant.

No squares, no pigeons, no snow.

In the dark world, there is only KK's cold voice.

[Dear player Shuangmu Chengjing, congratulations on successfully clearing the copy "Kiss of Thorns".Category: Role Playing, Level: Intermediate, Points: +25]

[Background introduction to "The Kiss of Thorns": I wish that she can get what she wants, and that what she wishes will always come true.Like the roses in Chengdu, romance and innocence are eternal. 】

Romance and innocence are eternal.