to eternal night

Skylark Extra: The Stranger

The flames whined before his eyes, and the wind whistled.

He saw the other party's pupils fade from golden red, and the brown pupils were full of bewilderment.Duckweed fell on the wall next to it, and ash and gravel splashed together.Time stagnates here, and there is only this small corner of the world left. In the boundless emptiness, he sees a dazzling bright red.

Then he woke up.

a new day.

As usual, he got up, dined, went about his business, and listened to the reports of his subordinates.Then he came to the chief's office.

He came in through the window.

The brown-haired leader was a little surprised by his arrival. It wasn't because he turned over the window. In fact, he was used to his companions never going through the front door. It's just that he fully understood Yun Shou's withdrawn personality. It's a fantasy to take the initiative to come to him like this.

"What's the matter, Gongya?" The brown-haired young man stood up from behind the desk and smiled slightly.The official documents that were half processed were scattered on the table, and beside them were tulips in full bloom in crystal flower seats.

Hibari Kyouya leaned against the window with her hands folded, staring at him steadfastly, and after a while she suddenly asked him, "Will it hurt?"

The leader froze for a while before realizing what he was talking about.The smile on his face faded, he lowered his head slightly, gently stroked the tulip's delicate petals with his fingers, and said softly: "I don't know... maybe."

"I dreamed of him," said Skylark dryly.

The leader was startled, and before he had time to say anything, Yunque had already rolled down the window and walked away on his own.The brown-haired young man stood by the window silently watching Lark's back, and after a long time, he let out a soft breath.

Regret is the emotion of a cowardly herbivore.

So Skylark never regrets.

Venous blood is dark red, arteries are bright red.

If you swing the kidnapper vigorously, you can hear a click, which is the sound of the opponent's fracture.

When Cloud Hedgehog proliferates, its spikes will pierce the enemy's chest.

Using a gun is another feeling. After a dull gunshot, the silencer and the muzzle of the gun were slightly hot, and the fragile human body was easily pierced by the bullet, and a large amount of blood gushed out. Standing in front of the opponent, You can feel the warm body slowly cooling down.

He knew all this very well, but he never cared about it.The brown-haired leader once complained that he really lacks empathy, he completely lacks empathy for the pain of others, and it is scary enough to kill people without psychological barriers.

Skylark didn't take it seriously, he really didn't need to understand the boring feelings of herbivores.

The same goes for that child.

The same goes for that child.He met Rambo in the corridor.

He was already a man.

Skylark still vaguely remembered the funny look of him jumping up and down with a runny nose in a ridiculous cow suit, but looking at the man in front of him, he couldn't help but sneered, and was about to pass him by.

Lanbo stopped him.

"... Prison Temple was linked to himself in the parallel space, he saw Xiao Gang." Lan Bo said.

"...he's still alive."

He is still alive.

But what does that matter to him?The weak do not have the right to survive. Herbivores are also herbivores if they change places. Maybe his strength has become stronger, but his cowardly heart has never changed.

And he only regrets not fighting him before he left.

He never thought that he should feel absurdly guilty about the eyes of that herbivore, because it is natural for the weak to prey on the strong, and the only thing he needs to regret is his own mistakes, which means that he still has not got rid of his weakness.Skylark passed Lanbo indifferently.

He walked across the covered bridge where the kid had stopped.

He walked under the plane tree where the boy had rested.

The irritability hovered, as with all dull days, but this time it wasn't for the emptiness of having no opponent.

He stopped.

Senior Skylark..." He seemed to hear someone's expectant voice, but he didn't seem to hear it.

He stopped on the roof and looked at this gorgeous and majestic manor from a distance. The sun was about to reach the center, and the warm sunlight was spreading loosely from the sky. The sky was a very light light blue, very high, no The wind and not a single cloud.

There was no one in front of him.

He is still alive.From the other side of time and space, the resonance of the ring made the impossible reunion come true, although no matter who it is, the word "reunion" is quite disgusting.

Whether it is an adult man or a teenager, the same rebelliousness on the faces of the two people made the atmosphere of the meeting tense.

"It is said that you will tell me something interesting." The young Skylark opened his mouth first, his tone was filled with the unruliness that both parties were very familiar with, exactly like all young people who showed their sharpness.

That was obviously not a sign of friendship, but the adult beast just glanced at him lightly, and was not offended by him.

Without any unnecessary chatter, he reached out his hand, and before the teenager himself could react, he reached out with his fingertips on the center of his forehead.The physical contact made the turbulent memory rush out, and it was only at this time that Yunque suddenly realized that his memory had also been shaken.

The sad emotion that was despised by its master is silent, it just flows quietly in every sleepless night, and finally it is only covered under the calm surface, never to be known.

Young Skylark held his forehead in pain, memories and feelings that did not belong to him were churning endlessly in his mind, he saw a lot - blood, pale face, indifferent expression, and dazzling flames.

The adult Skylark took a step back and looked at him indifferently.

The boy himself finally raised his head, looked at him coldly and disdainfully, and said: "—You are so ridiculous."

He looked at him, and the deep voice sounded slowly:

"—Who do you think you are?" And who do you think I am?

The meeting did not bring about any noticeable changes in the life of young Skylark, at least on the surface.

He still wears his school uniform and wanders around every corner of Bingsheng, sleeping on every leafy tree with his eyes closed. He will always be like this, lonely and elusive, and has never changed.

But one day, on an unexpected evening, under the clouds that were so hot that they were about to burn out, he suddenly stopped that person.

"Hey, herbivore," he called him.

"He regretted it," he said.

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27: Oh.

Suddenly scam!

Sitting up in shock while dying, I still have holes to fill!

Be on the 1827 line, let me tell you, severe tsundere will not end well! People who don’t speak human language well are not worthy of dating.

[Liu Dao Mu clicked an objection and said it was not helpful]