Chapter 196:

The fine light dots are like the snow falling in the sky, spreading away, and gliding lightly in the night, leaving traces of light. The night is vast and the end can not be seen. The broken light is countless and dotted in the night.
The 10,000-point fluorescent night is extremely beautiful, the dim light in the dark is moving lightly, and the gleam is a little bit blended into the night, silent, if not for the rising broken light, everything seems to be still at this moment.
The juvenile stood in the dark night, he looked up, the light black hair seemed to melt in the night, and occasionally a little light jumped in his hair.
He opened his eyes, and a few tiny spots of light passed over his slender eyelashes, dropping a little light into his dark pupil.
The skin on his face was pale, and the glimmer in the darkness seemed to be slightly transparent.
Mute raised his head, and the light scattered on the cheeks fell on his face, fell into the bottom of his eyes, but could no longer melt in. Those dark eyes that were no longer bright were lost.
The young man's eyes were empty, like the falling snow at this moment.
The light spots flying in the night are large or small, or bright or dark, and each light spot is a fragment of memory.
For the master of memory, it is important to brighten it up.
The light of memory that is not concerned is slightly invisible.
There were countless light spots flying in the dark, but now they are much fewer. The faint, dim broken light slowly and silently melted into the night and disappeared. More light spots are gradually losing their luster, and it will not be long before they disappear completely in the night like the weakest light spot.
When all the light spots disappear, and when all the fragments of memory disappear, it is the moment when the soul of this person disappears completely between heaven and earth.
No one can stop this moment from coming.
Mute could only stand there, looking up, watching the sky's broken light go dark one by one, disappearing little by little.
He can do nothing.
He couldn't catch anything.
Even if he stretched out his hand and held the fluorescent light that occasionally fell on his palm, he could only watch the fluorescence melt in his palm.
The fluorescence that disappeared in the palm of his hand seemed to take away the last bit of light in his pupils. At the moment when the fluorescence disappeared, his eyes completely fell into darkness and became hollow and apathetic.
Mute slowly clenched his empty hand. He closed his eyes. The slender eyelashes were fragile as if they could no longer bear the broken light falling on his lashes.
His lips were very tight, because they were too tight, and what should have been a reddish lip was pale at the moment. He closed his eyes, unwilling to see the light spots disappearing one after another in the night.
Everything is no longer important ... everything will disappear ... that person, everything, he and all his memories, will disappear completely, nothing left.
He once left the major general alone, time and time again.
And now, he was left alone in the darkness.
He finally knew what it was like to be left alone.
It turns out that everything is gray, so it is.
He thought it might be what he deserved.
The debt he owes always has to be repaid.
Quietly, there was no sound, and time could not be felt. Mute didn't know how long he had stood in the dark. Maybe it's just a moment, maybe millions of years have passed, and time is meaningless at this moment.
When all the light spots disappear, and the moment when the master of this spiritual world completely dies, this night world will also be crushed, and he who is in it will naturally ...
The boy stood in the dark with his eyes closed, quietly, quietly, waiting for the last minute to come.
[Mute. 】
A voice sounded in his head, letting him open his eyes subconsciously.
A bright light illuminated his cheeks. He instinctively raised his head and looked up at the only beam of light in the night. He saw that the night sky, which was already dark, seemed to have opened a small mouth, Bright light pierced through the tiny crack and illuminated his face.
The tiny beam of light broke through the darkness, fell from the sky, and fell before him.
As long as he reaches out, he can touch the bright beam.
[Come, Mute. 】
The familiar voice sounded in his head once more, Noah's thoughts flowed in, and he could feel the familiar gentle thoughts passed to him by the white-haired boy.
[I take you away. 】
Mute turned her head and stood before the falling beam of light.
As long as he reaches out, he can touch the bright light.
As long as he reaches out, the light can take him away from this impending spiritual world.
But the boy didn't move, just looked at the light blankly and blankly, the light illuminated his little face, and the invisible air flow around him lifted the hair on his forehead, revealing his empty eyes.
He stood silently, motionless.
[Mute, we are waiting for you to come back. 】
Noah's voice sounded again in Mute's mind.
[I'm waiting for you to come back. 】
Mute stunned for the first time. He felt the emotion of sorrow for the first time from Noah's strong and tough mind, and the deep sadness poured into the depths of his spirit, as if filling his entire body.
[Please don't let us lose you ... Mute, you can't be above the earth ... Under the watchful eyes of your parents, abandon this life they managed to protect. 】
[Please ... don't resist ...]
The light beam that fell from the sky moved, spreading like a soft cloud, tangling towards the boy standing next to it.
It's like a rope of light, which is wrapped around the young man's calf and arms little by little, and then the light string of rope goes up a little bit and surrounds the young man's body, as if he wants to pull him into the beam of light.
Mute stood quietly, without proactively touching the light, but did not struggle. He looked down, but there was no light in his eyes, but nothing left, like a doll who lost his will.
The tiny light entangled Mute, and floated slowly with him. The opening in the night sky was slowly shrinking, the light beam was weakened a little, and the light had taken the boy in the air. .
In just a few moments, that beam could take Mute out of this impending world and return to his companion waiting for him.
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A fluorescent light fluttered, leaving a light mark in the dark eyes. The original empty eyes seemed to be attracted by this light mark, and moved slightly.
When the young boy with an original look moved his eyes, the dilated pupils condensed again at this moment.
In front of him, a bit of fluorescent light illuminated his eyes in the darkness that the lingering light beam could not disperse. He thought that the broken light that had melted away in the darkness was still there, and the only hundreds of light spots around him were extremely bright.
The other spots of light had disappeared, and there was a deadly darkness all around. Only these hundreds of bright spots of light surrounded him, as if chasing him and refused to leave.
[The more important the memory, the brighter it becomes. 】
[The more you care about memory, the harder it will disappear. 】
Mute stared at the bright light spots in front of him, unable to say why, but when he saw these light spots, his heart moved, as if there was an invisible force that prompted him to reach out his hand.
His outstretched hand left the beam of light that enveloped him, and re-stretched into the darkness, into a little bit of fluorescence.
A bit of bright fluorescence drifted gently and fell into his palm.
The teenager's hand trembled, and he was afraid, as he did last time, to watch this broken light melt in his palm again.
But the fluorescence was the size of his thumb, like a snow-white pearl, and it was tenaciously soft and bright in the dark, without any faint tendency.
It is so bright and dazzling, it must be because this fragment of memory is one of the most important things for its owner.
The moment it fell into the heart of the teenager, the fragments of memory flowed through the teenager's brain.
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There was a loud sound of explosion exploding in the ear, the hull was shaking slightly, and the silver-white metal wall reflected the cold and dazzling luster.
He lowered his head.
The boy sat at his feet kneeling and looked up at him with a childish childish look on his face.
Obviously his eyes were terribly tense, but he insisted on trying to put on a calm look, and opened his pair of slick eyes with him, but he didn't know that such poor performance had been seen through.
It's just that those dark eyes are too clean and too bright, so bright that they can't ignore the teenager's eyes.
...
A little bright fluorescence floated over, falling in the palm of Mute's other hand.
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Green vines spread on the bamboo hedge, spreading a little white flowers. Bright sunlight fell from the sky, illuminating the cyan grass. He sat quietly in his seat, silent, expressionless, and looked rather unhappy.
A pair of arms stretched out from behind, wrapping around his neck, a warm cheek pressed against his face and squinting.
"Major general."
The soft and glutinous voice sounded in his ears, and the boy standing behind the chair was holding him, stalking him like a pet, and begging him softly.
He still didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face. But only he knew that the child's soft shouting voice behind him had softened his heart into a pool of water.
He glanced down at the red-haired subordinate who bowed his head and knelt aside.
"Not an example."
He says.
"Okay ~"
A teenager with a bright smile can illuminate his world.
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The cold metal dungeon, the light is extremely bright, but it presents an indescribable sense of emptyness.
He sat on the ground, looking at the boy kneeling in front of himself, and those dark pupils who looked anxiously at him.
His mind was blank at this moment, he didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he never thought of anything.
When watching the moment when another kid who had been deceived by another ‘he’ deceived to pant reappeared in front of his eyes, it may be an illusion, but he felt something burning deep in his chest—
It was a terrible flame that almost burned him all.
...
He was sitting on a chair, and several light curtains were floating in front of him. His eyes swept across the light curtain, and he occasionally raised his hand and swept across the virtual light curtain.
The teenager sat next to him and happily ate the food that he has always regarded as garbage.
He had tried to correct the bad habit of the other party, but as long as the child did not refute him or be upset, as long as he did something, he only used the pair of watery black eyes to hold him awkwardly and to be taken away by him. Junk food, he couldn't help but retreat.
After so many times, he can only give up and go with the other party.
Gaze moved away from the light curtain in front of him, and fell to the teenager around him.
The bottom of his heart moved.
The teenager's lips were slightly open, and the red lips were like the color of the green buds that were opening, and the traces of milky white on the lips inexplicably made it more attractive.
He didn't actually think about anything, he didn't have time to think about anything. By the time he reacted, he had reached out and wiped the creamy white traces of the pale red lips with his fingers.
Suddenly the corner of his lips was rubbed and the young man turned his eyes and looked at him, as if he had dark eyes, and the dark eyes blinked, and the slender eyelashes seemed to be sweeping in his heart, making people feel itchy.
He still couldn't see any expression on his face, and he didn't want to be seen. He didn't want to let the other party know. It was just a trace of milky white on the corners of his lips, and only the trace of light eyelashes. All attention-that would be too shameful.
He thought about it, leaned over and bit his pale red lips, which made him tickle.
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The morning sun fell through the skylight, and he awoke from his deep sleep.
Opening his eyes, he saw the boy with a small body in his arms. A few clusters of hair exploded in a mess, his childish face was slightly red, and he nestled neatly in his arms.
He bowed his head, the fluffy black hair in front of his eyes softly wrapped around the tip of his nose.
so cute.
he thinks.
Just a glance can't restrain the feeling of love flowing from the bottom of my heart.
Every time when I saw the child, his heart was like a fire burning, getting hotter and fiercer, almost to the point of causing pain.
He held the sweet sleeping boy in his arms, wrapped his arms in his arms, and tried hard, but he couldn't bear to hurt him ... even if the child was tightly locked in his arms, he could restrain him. Can't stop the anxiety seeping from the bottom of my heart.
The kind of sweet throbbing in the body when I saw this child ... At the same time, there was a dark and violent feeling that was gnawing deep in the chest all the time ...
That sweetness to pain ...
That day became more and more greedy ...
[I'm obsessed with you crazy. 】
How about you
...
………… How about you?
...
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Bright fluorescence slumped, and something dripped from the darkness.
Mute's hands stretched out in front of her eyes, holding up a little bit of fluorescence. Dozens of bright fluorescence like pearls floated on the palm of his hand. The soft light illuminated the teenager's face, and also the teenager's cheek Reflective tear marks.
The drop of tears slowly slipped from the edge of the hand into the palm of the hand, refracting a little water and light under the fluorescence.
Fluorescence floated above Mute's hands, emitting a soft light that converged and illuminated the teenager's cheek.
The light is like an unextinguished flame, and the light is like a soft wave of water, showing an indescribable tenderness.
When the light reflected on his face, Mute felt as if a large invisible hand was gently touching his cheek. The feeling was so familiar, it was like the man's fingertips were brushing the corners of his eyes and brushing his hair ends.
... a touch of tenderness ...
It didn't.
not at all.
The taste of being left alone ... everything is gray, but that's it.
So he wondered if this was causal.
He had left the major general alone, and he had caused major general pain, so this time, changing major generals left him alone in the darkness.
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But no.
Never.
Because no matter what time, the man who loves him will never leave him alone.
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Bright fluorescence surrounds Mute, the fragment of the most important memory of the man who has disappeared.
The shards of the memories he cares about are still attached to the children he loves, and he doesn't want to leave.
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Even if all memories disappear, only the memory of you will not disappear.
I love you.
I will not forget.