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When the news of Beiqiao's accident came, Luo Shangan was assisting the army to complete the final stage of the federal government's negotiations.

Out of confidence in Bei Qiao, Luo Shangan did not leave the negotiating field immediately, but set out to return to the blockade after ensuring that there would be no slight error in the result of the negotiation.

However, the news from the army is not accurate, and it can even be said that it was deliberately delayed.

What awaited Luo Shang'an was blood all over the place, and Bei Qiao's whereabouts were unknown.

He almost immediately drove to the military building to see Luo Xingu.But the elder brother, who had just been promoted to colonel, avoided seeing him and did not respond to Bei Qiao's disappearance.

Luo Shangan stood under the building, tens of meters away, and saw Luo Xingu standing behind the window of the tall building, looking down at him.

It's like the elder brother who was surrounded by everyone when he was a child, looking down on him.

"I'll find North Joe and take him away, and we'll never come back."

Since then, he really never saw Luo Xingu again.

Luo Shangan used all his contacts to search for Bei Qiao all over the world. He is more familiar with Bei Qiao's behavior than the army, and he can better guess where that guy will hide.

The apartment where they lived together as a child was abandoned. Luo Shangan pushed open the heavy dusty door and watched the sunlight leaking in from the window, reflecting the dust in the air.

He walked all the way up to the second floor, and saw that the room that used to be used as a "laboratory" opened a slit at a slant, and a little white light came out of the slit.

He quickened his pace, and pushed open the door with [-] points of nervousness.

The surrounding instruments are still there, but they are all dusty.

On a chair in the center of the room, a young man was squatting.

The young man's hair was a little disheveled, a red cloak was draped over his shoulders, and there was a bullet scratch on his face.The beautiful eyes like sky sapphires opened, and the gorgeous starry sky bloomed.

Luo Shangan's footsteps involuntarily quickened, he stepped forward a few steps, stood directly in front of the young man, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the young man's scar.

"Little Qiao." He called Bei Qiao's name.

Bei Qiao was very relaxed, with a relieved smile on his originally expressionless face.

"Lolo, I'm waiting for you." Bei Qiao said.

"I heard about what you did." Luo Shang'an rubbed Bei Qiao's hair, not knowing whether to reprimand or comfort her, "You've committed a stubborn temper again, so don't discuss it with me. Fortunately, I will do it first It's okay to find you, I've prepared the route, and we'll set off now."

"Where are you going?" Bei Qiao asked.

"I've done everything for the military that they've asked me to do. So have you," Loshanan said. The association will be formally established, and I plan to take refuge in a former small border country for a while."

"The control of World No. 0 is connected to my brain consciousness." Bei Qiao said, "We should separate World No. 0 from me first."

Luo Shangan pondered for a moment, "You can ask Lin Yu for this, and use his laboratory."

Bei Qiao looked at Luo Shang'an quietly, and suddenly smiled: "Then, Luo Luo, I, the culprit, will get away with it."

Luo Shangan frowned: "You are not the culprit."

Bei Qiao smiled, "Luo Luo, come here with your head down."

Without hesitation, Luo Shang'an slowly bent down and approached Bei Qiao.

Bei Qiao hugged his neck, leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "Are you willing to die in love with me?"

Luo Shang'an didn't know when the child who was once as bright as the sun began to sprout.

But he will always remember the look in Bei Qiao's eyes when he said that sentence.

Gentle, calm, fearless.

That feeling was like soft thorns spreading horizontally in the heart, and gradually spread to cover the entire atrium, and finally covered the entire heart with a layer of thorn armor.

Bei Qiao is decisive in everything he does, whether it is controlling the space-based weapon massacre at the beginning, or blatantly speaking against [God] at a rally.Bei Qiao will never leave a way out for himself.He only has, but his heart feels old because of extreme pressure and exhaustion.

Luo Shang'an had a feeling that Bei Qiao was drowning.

If he can't quickly catch this lonely person who is getting deeper and deeper, the consequences will be disastrous.

So Luo Shang'an hugged Bei Qiao and hugged her tightly, as if she was afraid that the person in front of her would suddenly disappear.

"Tell me where you want to go, you can go anywhere." Luo Shangan said, "I will always be with you, as long as you want."

They spent three days and three nights in the field of flowers.

When the night was full of stars, Bei Qiao wrapped a thin blanket, stood in front of the French windows of the observation deck, and opened the sash.

Luo Shang'an walked slowly behind Bei Qiao. He couldn't see Bei Qiao's eyes, but he could vaguely guess what Bei Qiao was thinking.

So, he reached out and hugged Bei Qiao from behind, and his fingers touched the skin on his chest that was not covered by the blanket, feeling slightly cool.

"The South District is a playground they specially set aside for those dignitaries. It's a pity these guys don't know that the places they bought are the tickets in the hands of Death. They are used to being domineering on weekdays , how can you imagine that you are also the one who was abandoned by the army?"

Bei Qiao's voice was very soft, but Luo Shang'an frowned.

He bit Bei Qiao's ear, exerted a little force, and heard Bei Qiao hiss.

"It hurts..." Bei Qiao said.

"Little Qiao, you are not a god, you can't save everyone." Luo Shangan said, "Don't put all those so-called responsibilities on yourself."

Bei Qiao paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Luo Luo, if you were given a chance to choose, would you prefer to live in the real world or in an illusory utopia?"

Luo Shang'an thought for a few seconds, and replied: "If it were me, I would prefer to live in reality, even if it is not so beautiful, Utopia always gives me a sense of unreality."

Bei Qiao nodded, turned around, and kissed him without any warning.

The thin blanket slipped, Luo Shang'an quickly caught it, and surrounded Bei Qiao again.

"Are you not afraid of the cold anymore?" There was a bit of reproach in his tone.

"Anyway, I'll throw it away later." Bei Qiao said, and stepped forward again.

With a faint mint fragrance between her lips and teeth, Luo Shang'an noticed something strange about Bei Qiao.Today's Bei Qiao seems to be a bit demanding, and her body is full of red, purple and purple traces of joy and love.Luo Shang'an wanted to dissuade him, but Bei Qiao didn't intend to back down at all.

The day's madness wasn't over until they fell asleep in a weary embrace.

Luo Shang'an clenched Bei Qiao's wrist, and his consciousness gradually faded.

In the middle of the night, he woke up.

Empty hands.

Luo Shang'an woke up with a start, only to feel the fire outside the building.Countless people shouted, and the noise made the dark night more lively than the day.

An ominous premonition enveloped him instantly.

He stood on the observation deck and looked out. The fire almost engulfed the entire southern district.Luo Shangan's heart was beating wildly, and he quickly climbed to the top of the rooftop, where he saw Bei Qiao in a red cloak as expected.

"There are two ways to stop their plan." Bei Qiao didn't look at Luo Shangan, but looked at the endless flames.

"First, destroy my body. This world is based on the control of my consciousness. If I lose my motivation, the world will not be able to function normally."

"Second, let the people lose their goals. When the ideal hometown is no longer synonymous with beauty, they will not be so fanatical about it."

"Instead of letting them take the lead, why don't I do it first." Bei Qiao paused slightly. "To ensure nothing goes wrong, I decided to come together."

Luo Shang'an only felt that every step he took towards Bei Qiao was very difficult.The wind billowed the cloak, and he saw that the red was dyed dark black, and a dagger was stuck in Bei Qiao's belly.

Luo Shang'an's internal organs felt a pain of being stirred.

This is a dream... This is not a real picture!

But why, the wind is hot, and breathing is painful?

He saw Bei Qiao fall down, and he only had time to catch the bloody body.

"Are you just leaving me like this?" He squeezed Bei Qiao's hand.

Bei Qiao reached out and stroked his cheek. "Lolo, you have to take care of yourself..."

The latter words were drowned in the wind.

The sky is full of stars falling, the night is torn apart, his lips are warm.

"Boom—"

He woke up suddenly with a feeling of oppression in his chest.

He took a breath of air like a fish suffocating out of water.

Someone pressed his cold fingers, and he turned his head to look, but it was Bei Qiao.

"Boss Luo, did you have a nightmare?" Bei Qiao looked at him curiously.

There was a corrosive smell in the air, and they were sitting on Suzaku's back, preparing to fly to the Southern District [-].

He closed his eyes gently, and after a while, when he opened them again, he had regained his composure.

"Yeah, a nightmare." He looked at Bei Qiao with a smile, "I dreamed that you refused to pay back the money and forced me with a knife."

Bei Qiao was speechless, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Am I that shameless?" Bei Qiao said angrily.

"Yes." Luo Shang'an said sincerely and seriously.

"You are really short of money." Bei Qiao sighed, "I thought a businessman like you would have too much money to spend."

Luo Shang'an smiled, but didn't answer Bei Qiao again.

Suzaku spread its wings and flew into the embrace of the night, and they gradually flew away until they disappeared into the night and were never seen again.

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[I want you to remember, but I'm afraid you will remember. 】——Luo Shangan