It's been a long night.
Valentine was lying on the sofa, his light red eyes staring at the ceiling, without any trace of sleepiness. Although the night is dark, the neon lights of the slums are still shining tirelessly. Those colorful lights are like little elves, tenaciously breaking through the defense of the thick curtains, constantly changing their weak enough colors in the bedroom. The brilliance reflected its own color in Valentine's pupils.
The light was not dazzling, and Valentine would not lose sleep because of it. The four ore disease inhibitors injected at the Peninsula Hotel a few days ago are still effective. The pain his body felt in the middle of the night was much less than usual. It was not so much pain, but more like being too late. His skin felt a little itchy after not taking a shower for a long time, even though he now rinsed his body every day.
People always think about what happened today late at night, the quietest time of the day. After experiencing the irritability during the day, all that is left at night is reason and tranquility, which also allows them to understand more truths. Regret or be thankful for the decisions you made during the day.
Yes, the reason for Valentine's insomnia is Wang Tianyan's daughter, Wang Xianyue. When he thinks of the panda girl with white highlights, Valentine has a very strange feeling in his heart, an extremely contradictory feeling of guilt. This feeling appeared when he knew the other party's true identity, and it reached its extreme when he was talking to Wang Xianyue, filling his whole heart. Although several hours have passed, Valentine still hasn't forgotten this feeling. His mind is filled with Wang Xianyue's gray eyes and Wang Tianyan's arrogance that regards human life as nothing.
He turned around, pulled the quilt on his body, and looked in the direction of Xing Yihuang, trying to forget the troubles by diverting his attention. Xing Yihuang, who was sleeping soundly, no longer had the usual inhumane feeling. Just like the photo taken by Valentin in the hotel, she finally let go of her usual layer of coldness while sleeping. The disguise reveals the girlish attitude that one should have at such a youthful age.
It was at this time that Valentin remembered Xing Yihuang's true age. She was only 22 years old, but she behaved extremely maturely, behaved cleanly, without any bad habits, and always had a cold face. Valentin searched every corner of his brain, but couldn't find any. The memory of Xing Yihuang’s smile.
She is obviously a very beautiful girl, but it is a pity that she doesn't like to smile.
Valentin curled his lips, took out his mobile phone, opened the photo album and found the photo of Xing Yihuang's sleeping face that he secretly took on New Year's Day. Seeing Xing Yihuang's somewhat destructive expression on the screen, he pursed his lips and tried his best to keep his laughter silent.
cute.
This is the evaluation he gave to Xing Yihuang, only when the other person was asleep. If he said cute words to this girl during the day, he might be greeted by a shy iron fist from Xing Yihuang with a blushing face.
Maybe it doesn't hurt, but it's quite painful.
In front of Valentine, Xing Yihuang's disguise is so easy to break. But considering the strength gap between the two sides, he never dared to commit such a death.
In other words, Xing Yihuang is one of the people he cares about most in this world, and Valentine doesn't want to do that. Rather than making trouble to see the girl's inner softness, it is better to use true feelings to melt the cold disguise on the outside.
True love...
Valentin sighed softly, put the phone lock screen back on the pillow, and moved his eyes back to Xing Yihuang's sleeping cheek, his eyes full of reluctance and apology.
Maybe, maybe he would choose to stay here in the future, but faced with the choice between Xing Yihuang and Raphael, he really didn't know what to do.
In his previous life on Earth, Valentine was a virgin who never sent out his first love. As a result, after time travel, there were two candidates to grow old together, and both of them were perfect girls in every aspect. Although it looks beautiful, the key point is that the world of Terra is a monogamous system. Want to start a harem? What's waiting for you may not be a wonderful life with a group of girls, but the cold prison fence and the exciting battle to defend the Hermit Flower.
****.
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Thinking of Xing Yihuang and Raphael, Valentin thought of these magical abilities in himself. Origin stone skills that are completely different from other medical warlocks, extremely powerful soul and body, and a weapon angel that can store entities...
There is also a "god-level civilization creation" who just talks nonsense with him and his main business is to deceive the host.
Do you have too many cheats on you?
Valentine began to think about this problem for the first time. Unlike most other time-travelers, Valentine did not time-travel because of an accidental death, but because of suicide. After coming here, he didn't have much hope of regaining his life. At first, he regarded this world as a dream and did whatever he wanted.
Just like life on Earth, Valentine chose to be passive.
As for what happened next...
It can only be said that sometimes trying to wake someone up gently is useless. When you can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, a big slap is always the best solution.
"Actually, it's not much. What can be called a plug-in is just your Origin Stone skills and the ability store I provide you."
When Valentine was insomnia and thinking about life in the middle of the night, Jiao Zhengyu appeared to answer his questions.
"About the Origin Stone skills, I made some small changes to this body, so that you can have such a perverted medical spell. The store is unique to you, and it is not too much to call it a plug-in, but it is a paid plug-in. As for the other Yes."
"The soul of each Sakta people has the function of storing items. This is their unique talent, just like the Sakaz people's innate super adaptability to source stone skills and the charm of the Volper people. It is powerful. Your soul and body are the 'key' given to you, and that thing works hard to stimulate your potential, which makes you so thick-skinned and thick-skinned."
"My skin is very good." Valentine curled his lips and touched his face.
Enjoy silky smoothness.
"The swordsmanship is directly engraved in your mind, but because you have no body memory, you still have to practice hard. It just eliminates some pitfalls on the way to practice."
"And..." Jiao Zhengyu paused and raised his hand to knock Valentin on the head: "So what if it's a plug-in? Are you dissatisfied with the plug-in? Others can't have it if they want it."
"Can you turn off my pain sense when you hit someone?" Valentine grinned and rubbed his head, showing a fierce look. After restoring the shape of his head that had just been messed up by Jiao Zhengyu, Valentine reached out and pinched his cat ears as revenge.
There is back and forth, justice and peace.
"You can lock it yourself. This is your spiritual space after all." After experiencing many attacks, Jiao Zhengyu gave up the idea of protecting his ears and allowed Valentine to touch them as much as he wanted.
"Then don't open it for me when you hit someone!"
"Let go! My ears hurt!"
…
The relationship between the two is still so harmonious. The dark blue flying dragon flapped its huge electric wings in the sky, flying aimlessly in the darkness, and began to think about the possibility of controlling this body. Holy Light Raphael was lying on the dragon's back, sleeping soundly, completely unaffected by the quarrel between the two on the ground. The Holy Light on his body dimmed and lit up with her breathing, like fireflies at night, beautiful and soft.
————————This is a beautiful dream————————
After a fierce battle with Jiao Zhengyu, Valentine was finally defeated by this shameful authority dog. When he pulled his consciousness back from the mental space, he saw Xing Yihuang sitting by the bed with the lamp on.
Pure white pajamas, somewhat messy black hair, sleepy eyes but still with the usual aloofness. It's just that this aura is too shallow and seems to be fake. In short, it is as cute as her sleeping face.
"Have I bothered you?" Seeing Valentine who suddenly opened his eyes, Xing Yihuang was stunned for a moment, his sleepy eyes became more awake, and he reached out and turned off the lamp.
Listening to the sound of fabric rubbing not far away in the darkness, Valentine shook his head and turned over.
"No, I didn't fall asleep."
The sound stopped. A few seconds later, Xing Yihuang, who was lying back on the bed, sat up again and turned on the lamp.
"Is it because of Wang Xianyue's matter?"
"right."
Xing Yihuang stopped talking and leaned on the back of the bed to look at Valentine. The room fell into silence again. After she came back in the afternoon, she noticed something was wrong with Valentine. The lively guy suddenly seemed to have become a much more honest person. He didn't say a few words until going to bed. "I have something on my mind." It's written on his face. Xing Yihuang didn't know what to do about this. He could only do what he should do as usual and let nature take its course.
She's a good listener, but not a good enlightener.
"Yihuang, have you ever killed anyone?"
As if he suddenly remembered something, Valentin turned his face and looked at Xing Yihuang, staring at her face that was a little yellow under the light, with a serious expression.
"I killed the pair of hunters when I escaped from the village, and also took the lives of many people in Qicheng."
Although she didn't know why Valentin asked questions knowingly, she still answered seriously.
"Then have you ever met the families of these people who died at your hands?"
Xing Yihuang lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds, shaking his head slightly.
The Orion family did not have any children, and Xing Yihuang did not participate in the aftermath of the Qicheng War, so naturally she had never met any of the family members of the deceased.
But since Valentine would ask this question, Xing Yihuang probably guessed what he was thinking.
"Do you think Wang Xianyue is pitiful? She suddenly lost her status, family, and family ties even though she didn't do anything bad... The only person left in the world who truly loved her was killed by me, and her father's property was taken away by others. Yes, you may still encounter black dragon enemies chasing you in the future."
"One second you are high up and living in heaven, and the next second you fall down to earth and experience the bitterness of life."
"And the culprit of all this is me."
"That's Wang Tianyan's fault."
Xing Yihuang gave her answer.
"But Wang Xianyue did nothing, but got a completely undeserved ending."
Valentine sighed.
"This is a very complicated emotion. The guilt towards Wang Xianyue and the resentment towards Wang Tianyan are inseparably mixed together. I am not the kind of person who is hard-hearted enough to remain indifferent to the misery caused to others by my actions."
"You think too much." Xing Yihuang shook his head, got into bed, and his voice became dull.
"Instead of caring about Wang Xianyue's fate, it's better to think about what would happen if you didn't kill Wang Tianyan. The world is like this. Everyone has to be responsible for their own actions. This responsibility is not only on you who made the choice, but also on you. Including others who are related to you.”
"but……"
"Just get used to it."
Xing Yihuang gave a wise saying that is universal in all worlds and turned off the lamp. In the darkness, Valentin bit his lip, suppressed the emotion in his heart, and closed his eyes.
You're right, just get used to it. Didn't he dare to kill people when he first came here?
But what now? The blood on your hands can make a pot of hairy blood, right?
Just when he was getting ready to rest, Xing Yihuang's voice reached his ears again.
"If one day in the future..."
The voice was very hesitant, not at all as clean and crisp as Xing Yihuang's usual voice.
"If I...or Rafael's life is in danger because of someone's threat, will you kill that person to save us? Or will you consider his innocent family and wait for future legal sanctions?"
"I will kill him and break his bones and spread his ashes."
Valentine answered almost instantly without thinking at all.
There is no need to think about this kind of thing. If someone dares to attack Raphael and Xing Yihuang, he will definitely not consider this ridiculous feeling of guilt.
"The same goes for this."
Xing Yihuang turned over, leaving Valentine with a head of black hair and a sentence, and fell asleep.
A few seconds later, Valentine yawned, and his expression relaxed a lot, as if he had figured it out.
"really."
Everything has its corresponding consequences, but some consequences are really not enough to look at the impact of not doing those things. Compared to his own life and the crimes Wang Tianyan committed, Wang Xianyue's experience seems to be a worthy sacrifice, only for Valentine himself.
There is no such thing as the best of both worlds, no.
