Chapter 582: Dialogue on the carriage and your name

No matter what era, for my safety, Ling chose to face it alone.
But no matter what era, I made the mistake of not saying everything honestly at the beginning.
I don’t want to worry about the Queen. I should bear the consequences of my own decisions and choices. I didn’t mention the heart, infinite magic power, and the figure in the black cloth cloak.
But it made her even more worried.
Fang Ran, you are such a fool,
Obviously this kind of clichéd plot that is hidden and tucked and finally led to differences between partners, haven't you seen it many times in the movie and comics of your childhood...
If you had explained everything to the Queen, would Ling take herself to the Binghai...?
When sailing on an icebreaker in the North Pole that night, Fang Ran looked at the North Pole in front of him and kept thinking about this question, but he still doesn't know the answer.
However, he is very clear about one thing,
If you had made it clear to the girl in front of you earlier, something like that would have never happened last night.
So, at the beginning of the 20th century,
In the vast fields of the Po River Plain in Italy, holding the reins and driving the carriage on the winding road, looking at the golden wheat fields on both sides, the young man looked at the girl in his arms and looked up at him scratching his head and smiling, like The answer is as simple as saying, "It's a good day today" topic:
"I actually come from a hundred years later."
When he heard his answer, the girl in her arms blinked her eyes, slightly surprised in a small voice:
"So Fang Ran, are you from a hundred years later."
(￣ω￣;) Hmm...
I won’t mention what I said so simply, why did you believe it so simply, Lord Queen...
"Um, Ling, aren't you shocked...Isn't there that kind of "boom" in my head, it feels incredible, I can't believe it!?"
With a sweat on his face, Fang Ran looked down at her with a slight shame and asked in embarrassment. The hand holding the rein was dangling from the sky and making gestures to Ling, trying to highlight a force.
The girl in her arms didn't know how to say it, her light golden pupils were shining brightly, and she pressed her lips to follow his gestures and explained:
"Because... Fang Ran is so powerful, you can fly, and shoot out beams. Such a big monster is not your opponent, so... it doesn't feel so surprising."
Fang Ran: "..."
I always feel that you are talking about Tiga instead of me...
However, it is generally understood that for a girl over ten years old, it is beyond common sense to be able to fly, shoot a beam, and kill a big monster that is more than fifty meters. It is beyond common sense and extremely incredible, so it seems that it is not that unacceptable to come from a hundred years later. A simple truth,
It was just that Fang Ran sighed a little speechlessly for the way of understanding himself as Ultraman:
"Well, so be it..."
"So Fang Ran, are you really from a hundred years later, you didn't lie to me?"
Ling, who was sitting in front of him, turned around, looking up at him with bright eyes.
Perhaps it was the rainy night last night, in the embrace of the young man who came to her under the heavy rain, and the warmth that helped her to dry her tears, compared to the warmth of being in front of Fang Ran before, although he was obedient and obedient, he always felt a little quiet and not talkative. ,
Now Ling seems to truly regard Fang Ran as a trustworthy person. As she gets closer, she will have the look of a girl at her age shining in her eyes.
In the case of a few days ago, Ling would definitely not ask Fang Ran to ask for her parents, nor would she sit in his arms so close to talk.
"Of course, when did I lie to Ling?"
I completely forgot when I was teaching Italian that I had talked about "Huaxia" with Ling, Fang Ran patted his chest and promised, and then...
"Then Fang Ran, are you already a grandfather?"
"Puff! Cough cough cough..."
Just a second after he was proud, he was beaten back to the original by the girl's innocent sentence.
Fang Ran, who was choked by this sentence, coughed a few times, and then looked shocked and stunned.
"No, Ling, did you misunderstand something..."
After an awkward cough twice, Fang Ran thought of a simpler statement and explained to Ling:
"Well, I am a person who will live a hundred years from now, not from the self a hundred years from now back to who I am now."
"Is that so..."
Ling opened her mouth slightly, and finally looked at him with some incredible exclamation, Fang Ran smiled at her, and then looked at the endless wheat field ahead, wondering where the road extends.
"In my time, an accidental accident awakened me from an ordinary person to a participant... Well, just like me and those with various superpowers last night, and then..."
"At that time, it was probably the most at a loss and most at a loss in my life."
Thinking of looking at the animal head and the system at a loss in the rental house that night, Fang Ran's eyes drooped and she smiled in a dream.
"To be honest, I was really scared at the time. I didn't know what to do. All I thought about was hiding."
"Fang Ran, would you be frightened if you are so powerful?"
As if sitting in his arms and listening to bedtime stories, Ling watched him and asked curiously. She was regarded as a very powerful person by the Queen, making Fang Ran always feel a little embarrassed by scratching her head and smiling:
"I was not so good at that time, but you were so good at Ling at that time..."
He breathed a long sigh, then looked at some cute girls who blinked their eyes and smiled:
"Ling, you helped me through the period when I was most at a loss, and then I finally met all kinds of people who changed my life."
When he said this, the smile on the corner of Fang Ran's mouth was quiet and content.
"Me? A hundred years from now? Fang Ran, you know me a hundred years from now!?"
The exquisite girl in a gothic dress in her arms was shocked in disbelief when she heard what he said, but she quickly shook her head and found new strange places.
"Am I still alive in a hundred years?"
In this era, girls recognize that people generally live well in their fifties.
One hundred years... she couldn't even think about it.
"Yes, you were also a participant at that time, Ling. Participants can live a long time."
The upper part of the front seat of the carriage explained naturally, one hand is pulling the rein, the other is holding the girl's soft waist to prevent her from falling, Ling's slender and petite body sits in front of him, leaning in her arms like a cat warmly Yes, there is a feeling of wanting to hold tightly.
Ling lovely blinked her stunned eyes. She didn't expect that she could live a hundred years later. After she recovered, she grabbed Fang Ran's clothes and asked eagerly:
"I will also be a participant, just as good as Fang Ran you?"
Fang Ran scratched his head. Thinking back to Ling's indifferent and calm look that he knew everything, and the legends on Yewang that he heard from time to time, he scratched his cheeks and explained with some impressive smile:
"Hahaha... To be precise, Ling you are much better than me. After all, compared with a guy like me who has taken a shortcut, you are a genuine old participant who has gone through a century, and the most powerful group of people. "
"Really?"
Ling pursed her lips and widened her eyes and said in disbelief, she always felt that Fang Ran was telling a story to herself.
"Really."
"What will I look like a hundred years from now?"
"Uh... this..."
Hearing intense curiosity in the girl's eyes, but a little scared, she stuck to her and asked, and Fang Ran felt a little sweaty in her heart.
What to do, should I be honest here...
And seeing Fang Ran, who was stunned and didn't seem to be going to answer her own honestly when she asked, Ling looked at him with big eyes and blinked, then suddenly shouted at him clearly:
"Oni sauce."
"Puff! Ahem! Ahem..."
Then Fang Ran returned to his senses in an instant, looking at the girl who suddenly ‘attacked’ him in his arms, the old face blushed and he stammered in panic:
"Ling...Lingling, why are you suddenly saying this!?"
Seeing him as expected, Ling's voice sounded innocent and crisp.
"Because I always feel that you are very happy every time I call you Fang Ran like that."
Fang Ran(;?д?) a guilty conscience...
"If this doesn't work, then..."
Seeing that Fang Ran still didn't speak, Ling lowered her head'um', recalling the other'Chinese language' that Fang Ran had taught her, then raised her head and blinked her light golden eyes at the moment when she remembered. , A crisp opening:
"Master!"
Poof (nosebleed)...
(////口////) No more, if this continues, I...may be dying...
"Okay, okay, stop! I just said it, I said it's not OK, but in exchange, Ling you have to tell your real name, how about it?"
It was a bit overwhelming that Ling, who had a strong aura in the impression, used such a small size to behave cute and coquettishly to herself. The old man suddenly gave in defeat and made a ‘concession’.
Then the girl in her arms sat down honestly. If possible, everyone should be quite curious about what she will be like in the future. Ling is no exception. She nodded her head obediently and said her name.
"Carol, my name is Carol."
Then he felt a little guilty about deceiving Fang Ran:
"The name Ling is actually..."
"It's okay, to me, Ling you are Ling,"
Fang Ran muttered the name, slightly lost and then smiled at her, as if looking back in time:
"By the way, Carol, what a good name."
"Then Fang Ran you should tell me."
Seeing that the young man didn't mind this, the girl shook him urgingly again, wondering what she would be like in a hundred years.
"Then let's talk about it first. After I tell you, Ling, don't be angry."
"Hmm."
Curiosity can be satisfied immediately, wearing black stockings with slender calves and cowhide boots swaying, Carol...or just like Ling chicks pecking rice, nodding to Fang Ran.
"Ling in a hundred years, you..."
Speaking of this, Fang Ran sighed, and then recalled the memory of meeting Ling from the very beginning, as if he finally got the essence and truth summary after twelve sets of five-three Huanggang baptism, and nodded slightly, quite vicissitudes of life.
"It's a big arrogant."
"Proud...?"
Ling stayed for a while without understanding, then looked at Fang Ran and asked:
"What do you mean, am I very arrogant in a hundred years?"
With these pure words and innocent gaze, Fang Ran looked away with a slight guilty conscience, and said with a pouting mouth:
"Yeah, fierce and arrogant. I use a power bank to confuse my face whenever I move, and I always look like a queen who is difficult to approach and aloft, oppressing me all day with being stronger than me."
"Moreover, he didn't say anything, he was headstrong and arbitrary, and left me alone and went out alone. In short, it is a very bad character."
"A hundred years later, am I like this..."
To Fang Ran's surprise, after listening to his added jerkiness, the girl in her arms just bowed her head and murmured something very strange, then raised her eyes, her pupils shining brightly and spoke to Fang Ran:
"Then I assure you Fang Ran, it will definitely not become like the one you said... well, arrogant."
The look on her face was stunned, and she looked at the girl in front of her with such a smile and promised herself, she looked dull.
Such a cute and well-behaved Queen, am I living in a dream...
"Fangranfangran, what did I look like at that time, have I already become a grandma...?"
"Ah, not really."
I was still immersed in the fact that the Ling who I knew had such a well-behaved and obedient side. Fang Ran, unable to extricate herself for a long time, listened to Ling asking this question again and replied subconsciously.
"Isn't it grandma, then what am I like?"
Ling asked in a puzzled manner. She thought that even if she could live that long, she would definitely be very old and very old a hundred years later.
"What is it like..."
Fang Ran was startled for a moment, lowered his head and looked up and down at the girl sitting in his arms, with long light blonde hair, a delicate white face, petite arms with long sleeves covering his hands, and a black and white gothic skirt underneath. The legs are slender and tender in black stockings,
Basically it is not much different from a hundred years later...
"Biling, a few years older than you are now~EbookFREE.me~ is just one size bigger."
Without thinking about it, Fang Ran made a rough gesture with both hands, and said the answer casually.
Then I saw the girl in her arms lost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"I've been like this for a hundred years... do I still look like I haven't grown up..."
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Knowing what happened has been retracted..."
When Ling was hit in unexpected places, Fang Ran hurriedly comforted her in a frantic manner.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the girl in her arms pursing her lips a little angrily without knowing what happened. She raised her head a little puffed and looked straight at herself with her eyes wide open.
amount....
Fang Ran's expression froze, remembering Uncle Fang's meaningful smile, and teaching himself the core idea of ​​‘boost girls in anyway’, cautiously and tentatively:
"Um... I think Ling looks good at your age... very cute..."
lovely...
Ling lowered her head and held her long sleeve cuffs with her palms. The things she thought of when her face was hot suddenly shattered. She bit her lip and became awkward in dissatisfaction.
"Fang Ran, you stupid!"
"Hey! Huh!?...why..."
"Enough! Don't let you hold, let go of me..."
"No, Lord Queen, didn't you say that you shouldn't be angry... and am I not complimenting you?"
In the twentieth century, on the road on the wheat field slope, the carriage was loaded with idiot youths who didn't understand girls and didn't want to be in love at all, shouting in confusion, as the slowly extending rut spread farther and farther... .