Evil tiga is neither evil nor tiga

Nangong stood up and decided to change places.

Walking on the street where the petals are falling, the green leaves let the sun leak slightly.

The wind blowing was cooler with the plants, and he looked into the distance.

Things in the entertainment industry are making a lot of noise, but in essence, they don't affect the lives of most people.

"Choo Choo Choo."

While imitating the sound of birds, the old man took a walk with the birdcage.

As if responding to him, the birds also called together.

"Hahaha!"

Running and laughing is not a big deal for young children, and they don't care about other people's eyes.

The translucent silk thread spread all the way to the sky, and the kite fluttered.

Watching children, couples cuddled up on picnic cloths.

"So why are we visiting the park?"

"Because... there is no other place to go."

"Two men came to the park...Are you an idiot!"

"Then don't promise me to say OK at the beginning!"

A pair of friends hurt each other and walked on the street.

In fact, isn't it a kind of activity to go somewhere together and walk on the road together?

Living and working in peace...is it a bit exaggerated to say that?

Looking at this peaceful scene, Nangong felt a little empty in his heart.

He actually has admiration for TPC, because the existence of TPC has united countries all over the world.

The aliens discovered at the beginning made all countries look at the universe. This greater goal, or threat, was used by the first director, Soichiro Sawai, and finally completed a great cause.

Countries are fighting openly and secretly, and the war-torn areas that were originally regarded as pawns have also ushered in peace.

War has disappeared from the earth, so humans can look at the universe.

"What the hell are you trying to say!"

"I, I... just..."

The sudden voice interrupted Nangong's thoughts, and he moved his eyes to look, are they couples?It seems not yet.

The woman walked in front, with a little annoyance on her face.

The man followed behind, with a hesitant and cowardly expression on his face.

"This is youth."

Uniq couldn't help but make a sound, it looked like it was going to work, but it didn't work out, he just waited for a word, but unfortunately he couldn't say it, and others felt anxious to death when they saw it.

Why is this happening?

Because of the fear of being rejected, is there really anyone in this world who is not afraid of being rejected?

Nangong watched the two people over there, and also became interested.

Can it be said, or can't it be said?

The man scratched his cheek with his right hand, scratched his hair again, and then let it go again.

His lips moved, and he couldn't hold back a word.

At this moment, Nangong's smiling face suddenly became serious.

He looked up immediately because he noticed the familiar feeling.

The inconspicuous black mist in the sky gradually gathered, and what finally appeared was a puppet-like existence.

The patron saint of soldiers, Mozhi.

The next moment, the man who was hesitant before suddenly cheered up.

"I like you! No! I want to marry you!"

"what?!"

"what?"

Even Nangong couldn't hold back a whisper.

What kind of abnormal situation is this?

"Idiot! How can I propose marriage as soon as I come up!"

The woman stomped her feet fiercely, turned and ran away.

"what......"

The man subconsciously stretched out his hand, but for some reason, the courage that surged up before disappeared without a trace, and finally he could only stand there in despair.

Nangong stared at the other party, then raised his head again, Mo Zhi still did not leave his original position.

This sudden courage, could it be said...

At this moment, some hasty footsteps came.

That's the woman who walked halfway and came back.

"Yeah, it's not impossible to date for the purpose of marriage..."

"Really, really!"

The two love each other, only one sentence is missing.

The man's previous disappointment was thrown out of the sky in an instant, and he straightened his back in excitement.

These two, it seems, are done.

"..."

"..."

Both Nangong and Uniyi remained silent, and Mozhi in the sky disappeared without a trace.

Could it be that this is its purpose?

"Although it is clumsy, it is also trying its best to find other things it can do."

The words came from behind, and the two turned their heads at the same time. The man standing there was a man with a naked head.

He raised his right hand and held a big black umbrella.

It was Obik who arrived because he felt that breath.

It's not right to take away the fear of others casually, and Mozhi also realized this.

Therefore, it is also trying, coming to those who pray for courage, and learning slowly.

"The thing you really wanted to say just now... is it an intern Cupid?"

Obic, who has been integrated into the modern society for ten years, also knows a lot of messy things.

"I don't want such a scary Cupid!"

Uniq can't bear the urge to complain, the so-called Cupid, at the most basic level you have to be a child with wings holding a bow and arrow of love in your hand.

The one just now doesn’t have any Cupid elements at all. What kind of Cupid is this, a Japanese subspecies of Cupid?

"Ha~~~"

Obic couldn't help laughing, he could only say that this Cupid looked terrifying.

"But since things are not out of control, I should go back. The sun really makes me uncomfortable."

He is satisfied, so he can leave directly.

If it's at night, Obike doesn't mind chatting a few words, but in broad daylight... if there are no fellow monsters, who would come!

Soon, the running figure with the umbrella disappeared.

Nangong looked at the sky again, and there were things that could be done as opposed to things that couldn't be done.

Speaking of things that can't be done...

He still has a calm face, but there is indeed a bad situation that is difficult to solve.

That is, all previous efforts were in vain.

Not to mention cutting off the physical connection with Uniq, it even became closer.

The reason is obvious, because he changed back to his original posture.

The light energy hidden in the body is completely released, and the body at the center is naturally eroded even more severely.

Without fighting, someone dies.

Fight, strengthen the connection.

This situation is... terrible.

What should I do?

Connected, but independent of each other, will Uniqlo still have self-awareness after a hundred years?

The increasingly fragile soul will eventually be devoured, and the process is irreversible.

"what happened?"

Uniform's voice made Nangong realize immediately, although his expression was normal, it was abnormal enough not to say a word.

About this matter, to say, or not to say?

"It's nothing."

Not necessarily things will develop like that, just find a way before then.

Ten years is a long time, can't you find a way after searching all over the universe?

But for me, ten years is very short, that is to say, I can continue to act during this period of time.

After trying to accept the reality, Nangong learned to distinguish his own concept of time from that of human beings.

It still feels weird though.

"I'm thinking, it's already the middle of the month, what should I do for the parent visit day in the second half of the month, it really depends on you."

The "confidence" that Nangong said at the time was just repeating Uniform's self-confidence, but it had nothing to do with him.

After all, there is no shred of professional knowledge about teachers.

"I think my face is really a bit..."

It's better to be a teacher with a little cadence, the habitual poker face is really hard to change.

"So you have self-awareness!"

Uniq complained, since you know it, don't put on a poker face.

"No, it's actually useful in the universe."

Nangong recalled the days when he and Zam Xia acted together, the poker face was more intimidating than the hippie smiling face... some.

Because he was regarded as a Baltan star, he was not less provoked and challenged.

Regarding this point, in fact, he didn't have too many special ideas.

Just think of it as helping Baltan try his best to reverse the image of the Baltan family.

His words were understood by UNIQ, so he gave this response:

"Who knows what you say!"

How can people on earth know what the situation of people in the universe is like, and what can they understand?No one will understand!No one will understand!

"Actually, it's okay if you don't know."

Nangong recalled it carefully, at first he thought it looked very...wonderful, but it didn't become unwonderful because of getting used to it.

Maybe this is also the result of memory not fading. I can still recall the surprise and weird feeling I saw at that time.