Vol 3 Chapter 30: Brilliant golden memories

The premonition of the unknown became stronger, and Fang Lang's mood became more restless. It seemed that there was something guiding him in the dark, but this vain and illusory thing that was invisible, invisible, and incapable made him feel a sense of anger. Fang Lang never liked things he couldn't control. , This feeling is the same.
But this feeling is lingering around, it is not at all that can be broken away by his own strength. All Fang Lang could do was to resolve the incident that made him feel this way.
Fang Lang found Bai Yacha, and after a good explanation, he resolutely returned to the tower. It was the expected empty person, only the corpse of the heavenly man lying on the ground. Fang Lang didn't bother to worry about them, and immediately entered the spacecraft.
As soon as I entered, the bad feeling was magnified. Fang Lang felt a little bad, and rushed to the control room without thinking. He told them to go to the power room to solve the problem of sending letters.
If something happens, I can only think of it there.
"I hope that nothing will happen to Quanzo and Takasugi!!"
It just so happened that these two people also worried Fang Lang the most.
Quanzang felt a little trouble breathing. Cold sweat ran down his cheeks, he gritted his teeth and tried to open his eyes wide. He can't see the buttons on the console a bit, and vaguely sees a few drops of sweat falling on it. No matter how he presses the buttons on it, the door or the iron block on the chair still doesn't move.
When did he change from standing to sitting on his knees? I can't remember clearly, and anxiety has no effect.
As it became more and more difficult to breathe, Takasugi understood that the enemy wanted to suffocate them here. The oxygen available for breathing became thinner and thinner, and Takasugi felt that he was almost opening his eyes. His head is getting heavier and heavier, and his eyes are getting darker and darker.
Ah...I can't hold on anymore.
When was the day when I sat on the ridge and looked at the wheat field.
The wind blew by, like waves of golden waves. The three of them sat side by side, kicking their little feet.
Feng'er came with Mai Xiang and blew the hair of the three of them. At that time, Gui's hair was still short, and like them, hair was blown by the wind. The corners of the clothes were also blown by the wind, and then chased in the wind in the sunset.
The laughter was full of praise, and even Sakata Gintoki, who had never liked to be lazy in talking and expressionless, would show a rare smile. Playing on the ridge, jumping into the straw warmed by the sun, or hiding in it, waiting for Teacher Songyang to come to them. I could smell the straw in the dark. I was buried in it side by side with Gui, and laughed when I heard Teacher Songyang called his name.
Yin Shi always played the role of an informer. He seldom mixes with Takasugi and Gui. He seems to think that running twice is a waste of time. It is better to sleep more in the classroom. Although he doesn't know where Takasugi and Katsura are hiding, there is always some resonance between children.
Yinshi would trot with Songyang's hand, then stopped somewhere in the straw and told Songyang that the two people were here.
There were a lot of straw on her body, and she was picked up from the pile of straw by Teacher Songyang, who was dirty and brought back to the small home to finish the meal and study. Teacher Songyang always smiles patiently and never gets angry at what they do. Dinner every day is also what they look forward to.
When they were young, they only expected this little happiness.
From youth to youth, the sky is no longer blue.
The pain spread all over the body, and there seemed to be warm liquid in the eyes—that was tears.
In the vague consciousness, there is always warm and bright yellow.
Imitated that person and left long hair, after all, it was just chasing that person's back. Gui often has the idea of ​​becoming that person, but he also knows that it is impossible. I can never become a longing teacher.
Burning fields, alien heavens and humans, disasters falling from the sky. Everything seems to be undergoing earth-shaking changes, catching people by surprise, without any defense.
Teacher Songyang stubbornly guarded his little hut, and the teenagers who were almost adult raised their arms, just to guard the courtyard where they used to laugh and laugh, and the place where the sound of reading remained.
That is an inviolable territory, a forbidden place in the hearts of young people. But under the fire of heaven and human, it also disappeared without a trace. The admiring teacher was taken away, and the seeds of hatred were planted in the hearts of young children.
The anti-barbarian movement, the war spread.
The beginning of everything is in the hut that is always glowing with gold, and the beginning of everything is in the sky that is dyed black by heaven and man.
The black cloud suddenly opened a big mouth, and the sun entered the world, turning the cold limbs into warmth—the warmth made people want to cry and forced them to open their eyes.
It's not reality, it's just an illusion of oneself. You must open your eyes and wake up.
A touch of warmth crossed the corner of his eye.
Gui suddenly opened his eyes, and just sat up, the pain of a torn abdomen forced him to lie back again. The light hanging overhead flickered, not warm sunlight, but dazzling incandescent light.
There is plaster on his forehead and a quilt on his body. At the same time, he can feel the bandage on his abdomen.
"here is……?"
The fact that there was no death revolved in his heart, which made Gui feel fortunate and painful. He was almost beaten by the deity, and he had no strength to fight back.
"Fang Lang..."
When Gao Shan opened his eyes, Fang Lang was by his side.
Takasugi raised his hand, and there were red marks on his wrist as he was struggling with steel. There was Gui in the fantasy just now, and when there was silver, there was Teacher Songyang.
That's really a warm fantasy.
At least warmer than the cold instrument sound coming from around now.
"What's the situation now?"
"It has ended."
Fang Lang pressed his hand back. "Take a good rest, Yin Shi and I are resolved."
Takasugi closed his eyes again.
Since it is a victory, there is nothing to worry about. But Fang Lang's next sentence forced him to feel uneasy again.
"Gui...has not come back yet."..
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