Chapter 624: The Feeling of Envy, the Longing to Become

Saying these gentle and quiet words softly, Ye Sheng almost forgot how she felt about the person she used to be after a long and busy workload.

It would have been better if I had told him that carefully concealed feeling.

Because time is irreversible, I cherish my memory very much.

Ye Sheng didn't know why she suddenly mentioned this to Fang Ran. It was obvious that only Hua Ling might be aware of this matter. However, unlike her gentle thoughts at the moment, when Fang Ran heard this matter, her whole body was filled with emotion. Everyone was stunned.

What! ?

Sister Yesheng’s first love! ? ? ?

It doesn't matter if you tell me such breaking news! ?

The man above the hospital bed was stunned for a moment. He first thought of this question, but when he came back to his senses, he thought that someone like Ye Sheng, who had a higher level of reality than he knew how many levels, had probably given up the casual talk a long time ago, and then followed up. He couldn't contain his curious imagination...

The first love that can make Sister Yesheng have a good impression! ?

Oh my god, what kind of outstanding man must he be to transcend the sky...

Looking at Ye Sheng's flawless and beautiful quiet face under the burgundy hair in the warm light and wind, Fangran instinctively ran in the direction of Prince Charming.

"Sorry, it's a bit far-fetched. Just forget what I just said."

As if waking up from a very comfortable morning, Ye Sheng came back to his senses, shook his head, looked at Fang Neng and sighed and laughed, making him quickly nod and sneer at the promise:

"Ah...Sister Yesheng, don't worry, I won't lie."

"Anyway, this incident in the Arctic has ended safely. Su Xing should have told you the outcome. You don't have to worry about anything anymore. As for your relationship with Night Angel, as long as you don't want to say it, no one will Go find out.”

"The only thing you did wrong this time is that you didn't discuss it with us before setting off, but..."

She believed him and smiled. Ye Sheng watched Fangran return to the topic and explain the situation. Then his tone paused slightly, and his dark eyes looked at Fangran who spoke seriously and calmly:

"I can understand you doing this."

The moment he heard these words, Fangran felt as if there was something strange in his heart.

"Is it..."

He subconsciously lowered his gaze and no longer dared to look into Ye Sheng's eyes. As if to change the subject, Fangran showed an obvious look of embarrassment on his face and asked cautiously with some hesitation:

"Speaking of...Sister Ye Sheng, how did you know that Ling and I...were related to the Night Angel, and then guessed that I was in the North Pole...?"

In Fangran's expectation, he had dealt with all the traces. It stands to reason that no one should be able to find where he went, let alone directly confirm that he was in the North Pole in such a big world.

"Do you know your relationship with Night Angel...?"

Hearing Fangran ask, Ye Sheng remembered the last time he finally met Ye Crow with the help of resuscitation, but he failed to invite him, and shook his head slightly.

"Nightcrow told me."

Clam! ! ? ! ? ! ?

I told you so! ?

Hearing this answer suddenly, Fangran was stunned.

Then when I was doubting my life, I suddenly remembered that Western restaurant where I was always in a bad mood every time I went there.

...

'...Actually, it's not me who has anything to do with him, it's an acquaintance of mine...'

'Ah... Speaking of which, you also met her once, that time in the capital...'

Fangran: "..."

??)ΩдΩ(It’s really me!

Fangran completely forgot about that time when he threw the Queen out to block the knife because he was afraid of arousing Ye Sheng's suspicion...

And he had no idea that the few words he said that day would become the key for Yesheng to find him in the whole world.

It’s so incredible, isn’t it?

When Fangran felt this way, he suddenly thought for a moment, if he hadn't said these few words that day...

So can I still come back from the North Pole now...?

"Feel sorry,

I asked Night Crow about you without permission. "

Seeing Fang Ran's stunned look, Yesheng spoke apologetically, causing him to wave his hands in confusion.

"Ah, it's okay! Sister Yesheng, don't worry about it. And if you hadn't asked, Sister Yesheng, I guess whether I could survive would still be a question."

"Really... And as for how to determine that you are in the North Pole, this time thanks to Mucheng and Jota, they gave me clues that you went to Northern Europe, which made me think of knowing that the Nightless Palace is in the Midnight Palace through the intelligence channel of Midnight. The operation unfolded in the Arctic and finally arrived at the scene at the last minute.”

"Mucheng, Yota...?"

Hey, who...

"By the way, speaking of which, you haven't seen them yet..."

Seeing that Fangran was a little confused after hearing these words, Yesheng finally realized that Fangran, who had just joined the night game, didn't know Mucheng and Yuta yet.

He seemed to have a headache and sighed helplessly. Fangran saw that Ye Sheng always looked helpless when mentioning these two names and said:

"It's the two companions of the Night Bureau who are not in the capital right now. The two IDs you can occasionally see in the group are 'King Da Mao' and 'Anonymous'."

It’s the girl who feels magical with all kinds of silly Wang expressions and the mysterious person who occasionally sends a string of garbled characters! ?

I go!

Are there actually two people like this in the night game? I would have almost forgotten if you didn’t tell me!

After being reminded by Ye Sheng, Fangran remembered that when he first joined the night game, he had seen these two IDs in the chat group, but because he had never seen anyone, he almost subconsciously thought that the night game was just for the night game. Now he knows so many people.

"There is also Luo Yuan, the eldest young master. The three of them rarely appear at night due to various reasons."

"Well, that's it..."

Fangran sweated slightly and silently added these three names to the list of night bureau members in his mind.

"But you should be able to see them soon. Preparations for the national war will enter the final stage starting tomorrow, and they should be back before then."

"Ah, Sister Yesheng, what exactly is the national war..."

Hearing the word "China War" in Ye Sheng's mouth, Fangran asked tentatively as if he was curious.

"It may still be unfamiliar to you who have just awakened. Did Suqun teach you during the summer vacation? The world of Night War has entered a stable period with the peace of the real world. The "Night Network" jointly formulated by Midnight, Evernight Palace, and Association Under the Convention, the private behavior of all participants in the real world is restricted.”

The warm and slightly tipsy wind carried the last heat wave of September, blowing into the ward of the night department. He stretched out his delicate white fingers and tapped an apple. The spiritual abyss on his wrist lit up slightly, and the intact apple was clean and neat. Split automatically.

"But not all issues only involve private wishes. If it is not for private purposes but from a national perspective, the power of the participants will be a very extraordinary strategic force if it interferes with reality. If this force is allowed to be used arbitrarily If used, the ultimate consequences will have a very serious impact on today’s international society.”

"It is very likely that a certain country will suddenly rise, or a certain powerful country will suddenly decline."

After softly explaining the root cause of the 'National War', Ye Sheng motioned the cut apple to Fangran, who quickly took a piece in flattery, and then felt a little ashamed inside.

By the way, Sister Ye Sheng, did you use your ability to cut an apple just now...

I feel your fairy sword crying.

A certain magical boy who had done countless embarrassing things with [Chuang Pai] was eating an apple while speaking shamelessly and righteously, completely forgetting that he had cut a watermelon with a silver dragon's tooth not long ago.

"But a complete ban is not easy, nor is it reasonable, so the department specially set up by the United Nations to supervise participants finally passed a draft of the form of 'national war'."

“By measuring and comparing the strengths and weaknesses of participants from a national standpoint, we resolve frictions in various fields of economy and strategy by allowing the winner to gain an implicit deterrent and an implicit international status, and put the participants’ strength against reality. The impact on the world should be minimized and separated from the real world so that it does not affect the normal development of any country in the real world."

Ye Sheng looked at Fang Ran, who had a confused expression on his face, and said the most fundamental reason:

"In other words, it is to simplify the originally complicated struggle on the stage."

"It feels...it feels so amazing..."

Fangran, who never heard the situation and policies go well, couldn't help but swallowed when he heard Ye Sheng's words. He felt that for the first time in twenty years of his life, he was exposed to national events as a citizen.

Even though I didn’t understand it at all.

"It's not as complicated as you think. Although the night game is from an official position, the essence is still an organization of participants,"

"We live in the real world, but we do not belong to and cannot interfere with the real world. National war is not as serious and scary as you think. It may be more about victory and defeat in the ring."

Hearing the truth about what the 'National War' turned out to be, Fang Ran said in slight confusion:

"It doesn't matter if we lose the national war. I heard that our night game seems to be... um..."

There was an awkward pause in the words, and it seemed that the next words should not be said in front of Ye Sheng.

"Well, it's true that our night bureau is not very strong."

But he seemed to sense what he was about to say from his eyes. Yesheng didn't care, lowered his eyes and admitted quietly:

"Before you and Night Crow joined recently, there were just over ten people, and except for the alchemist, magician, and uncle, everyone including me has not been a participant for a long time."

"But you don't have to worry too much. Losing the national war does not bring any substantial losses. Moreover, you have just awakened, so you don't have to bear these problems yet."

Still telling myself not to worry, still gentle and strong, choosing to bear it alone,

Although there was no substantial loss, Fangran always felt that he could still see a trace of loss and sadness in those dark eyes.

"But Sister Yesheng, you really want to win."

So the moment the wind blew in, the young man on the hospital bed suddenly spoke softly.

Ye Sheng looked at him and was suddenly startled when she found that his eyes were looking at her.

"I'm just thinking, even if it's just a bargaining chip that can't be used, if winning the national war can save some lives on the battlefield somewhere I don't know,"

"No matter how hard I work, I want to win the next national war."

I don't know why, but when Fang Ran was able to say this frankly, Ye Sheng seemed to suddenly relax and smiled softly. The wind gently floated a few strands of her hair,

Fangran was fascinated by what he saw.

Then he finally understood the strange movement in his heart just now, or should I say... the source of his nervousness and embarrassment every time he saw Ye Sheng.

Fangran admitted that he was indeed not good at facing women, but he was not so panicked that he had never seen a beautiful woman before. Although Ye Sheng was indeed one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, after facing Ling for so long, He won't be swayed by this alone.

But in fact, every time he saw Ye Sheng, he would feel a sense of unnaturalness, not the usual pretense of nervousness or embarrassment.

why...

And it wasn't until this moment that Fangran found the answer.

He is actually yearning for... no,

Envying Yesheng's figure.

I envy her for never stopping and always devoting herself to all kinds of work.

I envy her for being able to do her best and risk her own life for that kind of powerful righteousness...or should I say, justice.

I envy that she not only protects everyone in the night game, but also becomes the pillar that everyone trusts and relies on. She is reliable, mature, beautiful and strong. She always has a look that believes in herself and is extremely clear and straight.

And he is willing to do this for people who have nothing to do with him, and for things that he feels he needs,

Use all your strength and even put your life on the scale!

In the hunting scene in the disaster city, Ye Sheng carried her through the sea of ​​monsters in her hand. Watching her resolutely block her obstructive words, she held Lingyuan and walked towards the majestic circular cage.

Fangran really didn't understand, unlike herself who had only decided to use her power to protect the people around her after awakening, why and for what reason could she risk her own life?

He couldn't ask in the western restaurant last time because he just wanted to stay where he was and cling to his daily life. This time, even if he decided to move towards the world ahead, he was not a night crow and couldn't ask.

Moreover, having just made up his mind before taking the first step, Fangran felt that he was too far away from where Yesheng was, so far away that even if he heard Yesheng's answer, he could not be touched or understand it.

But this does not prevent... Fangran is no longer the same person he was when he was a child.

I deeply envied Ye Sheng who could do such a thing.

Because... he's really handsome,

Like a hero, right?

"It's okay, Sister Yesheng, we will definitely win this national war..."

At the moment when her face was reflected in her pupils, Fangran spoke softly subconsciously, and then reacted suddenly when Ye Sheng looked at him unexpectedly.

"Ah...I mean...Look, don't we have Sister Nightcrow joining the night game now...Song of the Wanderer...Sister Nightcrow is so powerful, there must be no problem this time !”

Quickly finding a suitable reason, Fangran scratched his head and laughed awkwardly, feeling slightly sweaty that calling himself sister was really a complicated thing.

"Why would Night Crow be interested in such a thing? Although she nominally joined the Night Bureau, but..."

Hearing Fangran's innocent and innocent words, Ye Sheng couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. Then before he finished speaking, he saw the young man on the hospital bed giving him a particularly sunny smile.

"It's okay, Sister Yesheng, she will definitely help."