Be dragged into the room by the succubus

"She doesn't want to see you, do you still want to go?"

Ariana, who had been offline for a while, couldn't hold back her curiosity, poked her head out from the shadow and asked:

"Will this be a little... tough?"

Are you going to be the domineering president?

I'm very curious!

The pace of the footsteps remains the same, neither rush nor slow.

As if he didn't hear Ariana's voice, Ning Feng walked quietly.

"... Oh hoo?"

The black cat blinked its eyes, became interested, hugged Ning Feng's calf, and started the coquettish mode of not distracting:

"Oh! I was wrong~"

Unfortunately, his true nature was soon revealed.

"You stingy man, you still hold grudges! If you continue to ignore me, I will make trouble in the future, hey!"

As angry as you are, I have a whole house demolition plan brewing.

As long as you dare to ignore me, I dare to really implement it.

Eyelids twitched, Ning Feng didn't let his head down, and said after silence:

"I'm going to see her, not because of a strong possessive desire, nor because I don't care about her feelings..."

"Rather, I have to go."

Jiang Wan's mental state is very important and will affect her entire future, so it must not be underestimated.

Jiang Wan, caught in a cycle of self-blame, needs someone who can listen to and untangle her knots.

No one else is suitable for this role, except Ning Feng.

Because they feel like siblings, because they empathize, because they are family.

Also because between them...

"She said she wanted to tell me something, and..."

I want to see her too.

There are many, many things to say.

Without catching up immediately, Ning Feng could slow down, allowing Jiang Wan more time to recover.

When I met several watchmen on the road, Ning Feng nodded with a smile, not seeing anything unusual.

To his surprise, many people showed strange expressions after seeing him.

Then stand still in place, make a fist with your right hand, and beat your heart three times.

The etiquette that belongs exclusively to the Overwatch Society expresses respect to the Overwatchmen who have made great contributions.

Normally, Ning Feng would stay and chat with him, but now he can only nod his head while walking.

Passed by and didn't stay.

Now, there are more important things waiting for him.

"Then do you know where she's going?"

Gently nodding, Ning Feng said to the air softly as if talking to himself:

"I knew it, I knew it from the beginning."

"So sure?"

Looking down into the black cat's eyes, he showed a shallow smile that couldn't be explained.

"Well, I'm sure, because that's... the only place we have left."

Although it used to be, it is also their "home".

But for Ning Feng and Jiang Wan now, they already have nothing.

After falling silent, Ariana stopped talking, and left the space at this moment to Ning Feng alone.

On the way to the equipment room, he quickly changed his clothes, and Ning Feng received a temporary spare communication device.

After finally passing through the checkpoints, Ning Feng finally walked through the barrier and walked to the street outside the Bincheng Branch.

The sun is just right and the temperature is not bad, but few people on the street appreciate the surrounding scenery.

Ning Feng looked at the busy crowd, feeling as if he had passed away.

There are so many things experienced in these few days that Ning Feng can't tell which one is real and which one is fake.

Obviously, not long ago, the souls of these people were trapped in the sky, and they were only close to death.

But now, they are completely unaware of what happened, and they still maintain their usual rhythm of life, becoming a cog to fill the social machine.

Is that endless battle for real?

Or is the peaceful world in front of you true?

Or rather, it's all real...it's all part of the world.

Walking into the crowd, Ning Feng embarked on the way home.

But this time, he felt differently.

Relying on the perception of the succubus and the angel of judgment, he walked in the crowd, and could vaguely feel the emotions of every stranger who passed him by.

The number was huge and difficult to distinguish, but the unexpected did not make Ning Feng feel uncomfortable.

Although each of them has different emotions in their hearts and looks in their eyes, but feeling their presence makes Ning Feng subconsciously feel comfortable.

Even the depressed mood in my heart has been evacuated a lot.

"...Perhaps, this is the meaning of the watchman's existence."

It is such a stable world that the watchmen are watching.

It can make them forget the pain of death, and it can make them show everything willingly.

They are not for a certain person, not for a certain place.

What the watchman guards has always been the world itself.

The world of ordinary people and the world of awakened people are not separated, but complement each other.

Indispensable.

"So, the gods who may threaten all of this are the biggest enemies."

"..."

His last voice was low and dissipated in the crowd.

No one heard.

……

……

The journey was not far, and Ning Feng arrived at his destination.

A single-family villa that looks a little old stands alone, with weeds growing in the yard due to lack of care, which looks a bit eerie.

But Ning Feng did not hesitate, walked into the yard with ease, and habitually picked a few bouquets of gardenias that were not bad in the flower garden.

The door was gently pushed open. Someone had walked in not long ago but it was not locked.

squeak……

Thick curtains blocked the light from the outside, making the room dark and cold.

The air was full of loneliness, but there was not much musty smell. Ning Feng would come to clean it up from time to time.

Without turning on the light, Ning Feng walked into the darkness with a bouquet of flowers, and gently closed the door, so that everything outside had nothing to do with this place again.

There was no one in the living room, Ning Feng did not rush to search, but replaced the dried bouquet in the vase, inserted the gardenia in his hand and poured water.

as usual.

"……You're back?"

Finally, Ning Feng's calm actions were answered, and a hoarse voice came from the room above his arms.

"It's you who came back. It's you who left for two years."

Answering easily, Ning Feng went straight to the second floor, knocked on the door symbolically, and pushed open the door of the room.

There was also no light turned on in the room, but it was very clear to Ning Feng, who has night vision.

Jiang Wan curled up in the corner of her big bed with her head down, holding a photo album in her arms.

She didn't respond to Ning Feng's intrusion, but asked in a low voice:

"...Don't you hate him?"

Ning Feng walked slowly to the bed, looked down at her, and suddenly laughed.

In a gentle tone, he asked:

"Who do you hate?"

"You say you hate..."

Raising her head suddenly, Jiang Wan looked at Ning Feng and met his calm eyes.

There was still tears in her red eyes, she looked at Ning Feng who was so calm.

Why are you so calm?

The complexion became softer, Ning Feng put his hand on the top of Jiang Wan's head, and asked again:

"You say, who do I want to hate?"

Hate, that's not important.

more importantly……

Who are you looking at right now?