I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 92 The Choice Is Yours (56)

After a long time, she finally spoke.

"You, what do you know?"

She took a step forward, her urgency and desire made her completely ignore her aggressive attitude: "What the hell do you know!"

"I don't care what you know, I hope you can tell me! Whatever you want, I can accept it!"

"Since you are a prophet, you must know something, right? So, I really beg you, even if you reveal something to me, as long as it is a little bit!"

Song Qingci's voice gradually became sharper.

Speaking of the latter, she seemed to recall something, and her emotions were a little out of control.

When people grow up, it is easier to feel nostalgia.

Maybe it's because I miss some experiences, maybe I miss my innocent childhood.

Strictly speaking, Song Qingci is not a nostalgia.

Because she couldn't remember what kind of life she had lived in the past.

During the period from birth to seven years old, her life was like an eraser missing a corner, empty and without filling.

This empty state of mind did not bother Song Qingci too much in the past, but when she grew up, this "vacancy" gradually grew to a level that she could hardly ignore.

It wasn't until more than a year ago that Song Qingci finally understood what this vacancy was.

She has no impression of "parents".

It cannot be said that there is no impression. Strictly speaking, part of the information is still clear.

However, for some reason, her memory of her childhood is very vague.

Like her father is okay, Song Qingci still remembers a name.But mother, she really only had a vague impression left.

That impression is that a woman is burning with a raging fire, and she wants to keep herself but is afraid of burning herself.

Because of this, when Bering charged at her with a flaming tornado that day, she felt both fear and longing.

Fear is because that hug made her burn and hurt, so that it was branded in her heart; and desire is because this is one of the few impressions she has of her mother.

Nothing else.

If something is missing, the more you want to get it back.

This obsession is like a thorn, deeply rooted in Song Qingci's heart, and has been developing and growing until the day when the flame tornado blows his cheeks, it takes root and sprouts to a degree that cannot be ignored.

Song Qing resigned from her and was about to collapse.

Her childhood was bad, and it's no secret in the future.

When she was a child, she lost her memory and her parents due to some accidents.At the same time, Song Qingci was trained as a "weapon" by a lunatic from the Countermeasure Bureau.Because of this, Song Qingci has no fear, no fear, firm will, and noble sentiments.

However, this is just a fake mask, a doll that will shatter when touched.

As she grew up, understood, and learned, emotions of doubt and self-doubt began to wrap her up layer by layer.

She began to wonder about her identity, and began to care about what she lacked.

Not long ago, when Bering gently pushed her, it was so heavy that she couldn't pass it, and she almost staggered and fell to the ground.

Cracks began to appear in the puppet's body.

Looking at Song Qingci who was covering his face.

Bering said nothing.

The invisible mist appeared in the air, coming from the black ring, condensed into a solid body little by little, and rapidly expanded and diffused in all directions. The heavy and humid air permeated the entire narrow space.

Soon, the mist sank to the ground and touched something—the tome that Song Qingci dropped on the ground.

Under the control of consciousness, the tome slowly floated up, all the way to Bering's hands.

Then it lightly landed in the center of Bering's palm.

Rubbing the plain books with his fingers, Bai Ling looked at Song Qingci.

After a while, he said calmly: "I will not rashly stir up the splash of fate, point out everything across the timeline, it will only turn the originally clear and clear spring water into a pool of turbid and rotten stagnant water."

And, I don't actually know.

While stroking the book, he glanced at the author's name on the book, and his gaze stayed on the author's surname "Song", and Bering sighed in his heart.

The future of "Blood Rose" is bright.

And splendor, correspondingly, is short-lived.

Because of the ephemerality, her personal information was not revealed much.Just like the parents she cared about, they only revealed a little bit in the end, knowing that her father was a research worker and had been an apprentice under the big cow who wrote "Western European Family Test".

Other than that, basically nothing.

However, even so, Bai Ling did not intend to give Song Qing no hope at all.

Although the self in the original world didn't record it, it might not be impossible for the current self to figure it out?

You know, I can already predict 10 minutes now, so after a month, wouldn't it be in hours?Two months, isn't the unit of days?Half a year, that is in months!
With such growth, what Song Qingci wants to know, as long as it still exists, may be dug out by himself!
Thinking of this, Bering stood up, stepped over the wooden table, and walked to the other side.

Standing in front of the depressed Song Qingci, looking at this girl, Bai Ling couldn't help curling his lips inwardly.

really high.

Although his height was only a little over 1.7 meters, Bering thought he could not be considered too short.But he recently discovered that among the people he knows, his height does not seem to have much advantage at all.

Like the people in the Ming Dynasty, Ding Yan and Lin He are both taller than him, the Weaver of the Web cannot be regarded as a person without height at all, and Ji Qianqin is also a few centimeters taller than himself.There is only Li Jingwen, but she is only three centimeters shorter than me, and she may not be taller than me in the future...

On the side of the strategy game, Wang Wei is a 1.8-meter strong man, standing beside him looks like he is half a head shorter.

Only Qi Guang is much shorter than himself because he is in a wheelchair.But if he stood up, he seemed to be taller than Bering...

After doing it for a long time, except for high school students and wheelchair men, all the people around me are taller than me? !

Bering was a little speechless.

He sighed secretly, and decided to go back in the future to see if he could use some method to increase his height.

Then, while saying this, he stuffed the book to Song Qingci.

Looking at the depressed Song Qingci, Bai Ling said flatly: "However, although I won't point out everything directly, I will also provide you with a choice."

"One, a choice that may allow you to embrace the flame and stay close to the past. Destiny is not static, and it is difficult to detect a slight rotation. Therefore, this is just an imperceptible bubble floating on the sea. It's just refracted light."

"The right to choose is yours. I will not interfere, let alone persuade. Everything is left to you to judge."

Standing at the door, Bering said: "Then, I'll go out for a while. During this time, you should think about it."

After speaking, he left the office, just like meeting Li Jingwen for the first time.

Leaving her alone, she was thinking with complicated emotions, confused and low.

　Thanks to the leader of Tielian P, thank you very much~
　　The first alliance leader in life is amazing
　　At present, I owe [-] more, and I have paid [-] more, and I still have [-] more to pay. It is expected to be paid within two days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)