My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

During the dance, there were still people watching curiously around the car brought by the dwarves.

This kind of magic stone car is a pre-order purchase type, and it will only be made after accepting the order.

After almost all the participants in the ballroom had found their dance partners, Troy immediately let go of Snoke's hand, turned around and went to the balcony outside the hall without looking back.

The grand ceremony will be held all day, and now half of the time has passed, the maids will prepare all kinds of food for the guests at noon.

After blowing the wind on the balcony for a while, when he heard footsteps behind him, Troy knew who it was without guessing.Iron boots stepped along the long corridor, making a small sound of metal hitting the ground.

After the voice stopped beside him, he saw a goblet containing wine appear in front of him.

Troy glanced at him lightly, took the cup, took a sip, and said, "What's the matter?"

Snoke narrowed his eyes slightly, "You don't seem to be in a very good mood."

"Shouldn't you know if I'm in a good mood?" Troy's words implied sarcasm.

The red-haired boy raised his eyebrows, and a clear smile appeared on his handsome and sinister face, "Yes, I know very well, but Troy, the things you really worry about are probably not because of me."

"..."

The blond boy didn't reply, and took another sip of his wine.

"After the ball is over, the highlight of this grand ceremony will be." Snoke leaned on the white jade railing of the balcony, smiled and lowered his eyes, looking at the wide garden under the palace castle.

The gardeners are busy repairing flowers and plants. The breeze blows by, and it is obviously calm, but at a certain moment, it seems so restless.

After a long time, Troy finally said: "Father, will this time be the same as the previous three times?"

"What do you think, Troy?" Snoke slightly shook the goblet in his hand, and the crimson liquid in it swayed with his shaking, "Nothing will change except us."

"..."

"Snooker." The boy said: "But, I really want my father to stop being like before this time."

The blue pupils raised slightly, looking up at the sky.

A glimmer of light like blue glass floated in the boy's pupils, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, "Everyone is criticizing Curritan, and everyone wants to be Curritan."

"It is true that from the perspective of human beings, it is understandable to expand the country and allow human beings to have more living space. Emperor Curritan gave Aurora a glory that he had never had in the past thousands of years, but he also let human beings in the future. For a period of time, he became an unwelcome devil on the mainland."

"I should do something for my country, my people, but, snooker—" Troy said, "I can't do it to invade other people's territory."

"After the third death, I stayed among the stars and sea sand for a long time. Those dead souls floated into the sea, and then entered the river of souls along the sea surface, rushing to their reincarnation. On the beach, I heard all kinds of All kinds of voices."

"Crying, joyful, fearful... I seem to have really experienced everything they had before they were alive."

"The civilians who died in the war, the soldiers who died on the battlefield, the restless souls, and finally, Miss Fanny who appeared in front of me."

"..." The red-haired boy looked sideways at Troy, his lips parted slightly, and he said softly, "Did Fanny tell you anything?"

Troy nodded: "She said she never blamed me."

"She said that she didn't want to be reincarnated after she died, and she stayed there, waiting for me. She was afraid that I would have a psychological burden and wanted to talk to me. By the way... this time," Troy suddenly turned to look at Snoke, "Why don't you go find her?"

Snoke paused, then narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Why do you ask this? Are you jealous?"

"..." Troy rolled his eyes at him and said, "I'm sick."

The blond boy raised his head and drank the wine in the glass. A little red liquid slid down the corner of his lips and dripped onto the skirt of his clothes.

Troy frowned, and stretched out his thumb to wipe off the remaining water stains on the corners of his lips, but another person beside him took a step faster than him, holding his chin abruptly with a white and cold hand, before the boy could react. At that time, a warm feeling came.

Snoke leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips.

Troy's eyes widened, alarm bells sounded in his heart, and he immediately reached out to push him away, saying: "Get out!!"

The red-haired boy smiled, and his eyes fell on the hem of his clothes, "The red liquid dripping here is quite obvious, do you want to go back to the room and change a set of clothes?"

"Don't worry about it." Troy said coldly, "I really didn't expect you to be able to do this anytime and anywhere. This is at a grand ceremony. Pay attention to me. You bastard."

"I didn't expect that either, Troy." Snoke said suddenly: "I have won three times against you, and the last time, I fell into your hands so easily."

"..."

The blond boy turned his head away, unwilling to look into Snoke's eyes again. The boy's scorching gaze seemed to be a light that could enter people's hearts, causing him to lose control of his emotions.

But the teenager knows.

He had to calm himself down.

It also has to be — gotta get under control.

Troy rarely spoke seriously and calmly to Snoke, but every time he spoke seriously, it completely represented his attitude.

"...I don't have that kind of thought for you, Snoke, I think you know that." The young man said, "It's true between us, it's absolutely impossible."

"If it's deep, please try to forget it; if it's not deep, please try to stop it."

His voice was calm and indifferent, so serious, so sincere.

With a cold expression and deep blue pupils, thousands of stars shone during the period, but they were not for the person in front of him.

The smile on Snoke's lips finally faded a little in the boy's simple sentence.

The red pupils looked at Troy quietly, and the shocking luster emitted by them was enough to make any girl fall in love with him.

However, the person he likes is not a girl, and he doesn't want to see the deep love that cannot be concealed in his eyes.

The red-haired boy suddenly tried to say: "If it's because of the past—"

"It's not because of the past, snooker." Troy interrupted him. For the first time, he said to the red-haired boy in such a serious and serious manner, without the slightest temper: "It's me. I don't like men at all."

"I'm sorry, please don't forget," he said, "I once loved Katerina deeply. Although I have let go of my heart, it doesn't mean——I will accept men."

"..."

He turned and left again.

Leusnock stood alone by the balcony, holding unfinished wine in his hand, with an indifferent expression.

The flaming red hair was slightly shaken by the breeze.

The jet-black dress is gorgeous and magnificent, and the ruby ​​echoes the young boy's exquisite pupils, which reflect the back of the departing person who refuses to look back.

Troy didn't lose his temper like before, nor did he leave in a huff.

He is very calm.

Those who know him will know—this represents his final attitude.

If Troy could leave angrily while throwing a tantrum, perhaps Snook's heart would not be so uncomfortable.

The young man lowered his eyes, staring at the unfinished red wine in his hand, then drank it in one gulp, and put the empty glass next to what Troy had placed before.

The corners of the lips were slightly hooked, faintly, as if mocking.

He did raise his eyes and saw the most beautiful stars.

It's just that the stars seem to never belong to me.

That being the case.

——Why bother to drag the dirty and decayed self back to this world in that dirty and decaying basement.

Gold and red.

Stars and fire.

Flame burns under the stars.

It was a distant place that he could never touch.