The end of the world that Tian Qingbai originally thought would come, and his lifelong research seemed to be completely in vain at this moment.

It seemed like a dark shadow was still shrouding in it. The truth he thought was actually just the tip of the iceberg, as if there were others.

Tian Qingsong is a historian who specializes in studying and exploring history and finding out the truth hidden in history. He is the one who discovers the truth. Tian Qingsong is born like this. He is not interested in power and power. He devotes himself to the word truth throughout his life.

He is such a pure explorer.

But now, when he found that the truth he knew was not that true, he seemed to be denied throughout his life.

Although Zhaohua didn't know what happened, the enemy's sorrow was the source of his own happiness. And from the words of Tian Qingsong, there was no doubt that it was related to the Dark King.

When Zhaohua raised his head and squinted his eyes to see clearly, Ji Shao's originally empty eyes began to become more energetic and began to have highlights.

When Ji Shaoqiu saw Zhaohua in the air, her world shone with light. She was always in the darkness, in despair, and was always wrapped in endless fear, despair, death, and pain. She was shining with light at this moment.

The light that can break the darkness shines into the heart.

After seeing Zhaohua, Ji Shao's bright eyes no longer had a trace of darkness or haze. It was clear and clear, as bright as stars, every frown and smile, and every line and word, the rich love and love that were naturally revealed, making people sigh at the light of her eyes.

The moon at the end of the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is the lover.

Ji Shao came with his feet on the darkness, and the darkness was no longer followed, just because you were in the light. The breeze blew on his hair, his neck, his exposed shoulders, and the boundless darkness was my gorgeous clothes.

Zhaohua's eyesight was only reduced and he was not blind. He naturally saw a blurry dark figure coming towards him. Zhaohua subconsciously protected Ji Shao's fainting behind him, but when he slowly approached, Zhaohua widened his eyes and showed a look of surprise in his expression.

He suddenly looked at the chair behind him, Ji Shao was still sitting on the chair, Ji Shao had two!?

But before Zhaohua could think about what was going on, he felt a warmth, and the soft rubbing feeling touched his cheek. A pair of white and warm jade hands touched Zhaohua's cheek, and whispers came from his ears.

"I miss you so much."

The two were almost leaning together, and Zhaohua clearly saw the appearance of the person in front of him. At this time, Zhaohua thought a lot because Zhaohua, the woman in front of him, had known.

Just when he came back from the summoning plane, Ji Shaoqiu looked exactly the same as before his eyes when he was in the back mountain of the school. If Ji Shaoqiu hadn't been behind him, Zhaohua would have doubted whether he had traveled through time.

But before Zhaohua could speak, his lips were blocked by softness.

What is a dream? It is a kind of high-latitude information brought by the moment of waking up. It can compress time highly or release time at a high level. When you wake up, you feel that you have a very long dream, but you only sleep for a few minutes.

In fact, time in dreams is disordered, and it seems to have a timeline, but in fact it is just a different angle of conversion.

Zhaohua thought of this research paper about dreams. This was an academic research that Feng Zhoulong accidentally mentioned to Zhaohua, but it was not confirmed. If Zhaohua had the fate to go back today, he would definitely tell Feng Zhoulong that this academic research was correct.

Because Zhaohua had a dream of 'sixteen years' in just a moment.

This dream reminded him of the dream when he graduated from junior high school. He seemed to have had a similar dream, a dream that lasted for sixteen years. He had long forgotten all the details in the dream. The only thing he could remember was that Zhaohua dreamed of Ji Shaoji in that dream.

It was precisely because of this dream that when Lin Mo asked if he was a junior high school graduation party, Zhao Hua participated because of curiosity. It was also because of the graduation party that Principal Qiu was called to the principal's office to discuss scholarships that Zhao Hua first officially met Ji Shaoji at that time.

At the same time, because of that dream, Zhaohua felt a little familiar with Ji Shaoqi, and finally made him choose to give up the scholarship and give the scholarship to Ji Shaoqi who needed it more.

Zhaohua can no longer remember what else there is in that dream.

However, the dream that Zhaohua had this time was not because he was the protagonist, but because he saw Ji Shao's life, which was more precisely Ji Shao's from another world.

It is a world of scientific existence, without magic, but it is highly consistent with the magic world. In science fiction, it is to balance the world.

Congenital aphrodisiac caused the inability to speak out. Because of disgust, his father ran away from home when Ji Shaoqiu was young and never came back. Ji Shaoqiu's mother supported the family alone, and worked late and early every day, leaving Ji Shaoqiu alone at home.

One day when Ji Shaoqi went to the hospital for a follow-up visit, loneliness changed. She met a boy who sat on the hospital bed with a book and watched with relish.

He has a serious congenital disease, his body is covered with tubes and his face is pale, but it still cannot stop the boy's fantasy and desire for the world in the book. The disease cannot stop the writer from bringing readers to the distance where there is poetry.

It was those hopeful eyes that attracted Ji Shaoqi, who also had congenital diseases. Perhaps because of the same illness, Ji Shaoqi walked into the ward by mistake.

The boy was optimistic and cheerful, and his eyes were filled with hope at any time. He was calm in the face of fate that would die at any time. Even if chemotherapy caused his body to be weak, his hair fell out, his body was covered with tubes and became broken and thin, he still held the hope of life tightly and was unwilling to give up.

Even Ji Shaoji was infected with this spirit. He was originally suppressed and his childhood was dark, and even his thoughts of planning to do things were gradually dispelled.

In addition to going to school every day, this ward has become a must-visit place for Ji Shaoji every day.

But happiness comes suddenly, and what is lost is also suddenly.

There are still two months left before Ji Shao was sixteen years old, and the bad news suddenly came.

That day, Ji Shaoqi was already in a state of uneasiness during class. On the way to the ward, she became more and more uneasy. Until she was about to arrive at the ward, she saw the nurse who was supposed to take care of the boy covering her face and crying, and her heart began to panic.

With a thud, Ji Shao pushed open the ward door suddenly, but she was one step late, with only cold corpses on the bed, and a smile that was still hanging on her face when death came.

As if he was talking, he was still very happy now, don't worry about him.

Unlimited grief surged into her heart, and the blood flowed backwards to cure her voice absent. But she didn't expect that the voice absent had the first crying sound that was heartbreaking.

It was not until two months later that Ji Shao, who was confused and missing in a daze, passed two months later. When he saw the boy again, he was already on the photo of the tombstone, standing in front of the tombstone.

On this day, the sun was covered with dark clouds, and the sun in the sky was blocked, especially the area of ​​the cemetery, as if it was covered with darkness, without a trace of sunshine, and without a trace of light in the heart.

I don’t know how long I stood there until a sound came.
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