let go of my anne

It was already midnight.

The spring rain began to patter down the ground.

Most of the shops on Zhanzheng College Avenue are closed, only some romantic places in dark alleys on street corners are still singing and dancing, and the magic lights are as bright as day.

This is a secluded street, very far away from Zhanzheng College, close to the extremely tall city wall, it can be regarded as the edge of the entire city.

The doors and windows of the entire store were closed tightly, and the rain slid down the drainage pipes from the whitestone-built houses, hitting the ground paved with chaotic stones and making a pattering sound.

The wind passed through the gaps in the building, brushed the signboards in front of the shops, and caused the rain to splash all over the sky. The wind continued to move until the end of the street, collided with the dim magic lamp hanging outside the last shop, and dispersed.

The magic lamp shook and swirled in the air. The rain slid from the lampshade and swirled down in the swirling light, like a handful of rainbows.

This is the only shop open on the whole street, and there is a faint aroma of coffee wafting out from the crystal glass door that was not closed tightly.

There was a dim yellow light shining through the crystal glass floor-to-ceiling windows, and a guy with a big beard was vaguely seen sleeping with a bag of money from outside.

In fact, this bearded man is the owner of this cafe, and the reason why he is still open on such a cold spring night is naturally the bag of money in his hand.

And the person who gave him the bag of money was sitting at the table facing the crystal glass window in the cafe, dazed.

"Suddenly I miss Piltover." The dazed guy took off the pair of sunglasses that he wore all the time, and said in a sad tone.

"Ezreal, your tone makes me sick." The dog-headed guy sitting opposite him took a sip of cold coffee and taunted unceremoniously, "Also, I have to say, this kind of coffee Stuff is so bad, it reminds me of the texture of Sandstorm from Desert Empire."

"Okay, Nasus, I also feel disgusted." Ezreal put away his sentimental tone, narrowed his eyes and said, "Guess who I saw today?"

"I don't like guessing, tell me the answer." Nasus' dog showed an impatient look on his face.

"Alright, you're such a boring guy." Ezreal shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "The flame of hope, Chen Senran."

"Is there a threat to our plans?" Nasus asked bluntly.

"No, but..." Ezreal glanced at Nasus, "We can use him."

"Use him..." The kobold opened an extremely thick large book made of unknown material placed in front of his desk, and kept searching on it, "Chen Senran, the gray order belongs to... a month ago Arrived at Zhanzheng College... The night before yesterday, I had a fight with Noxus top seed star Jericho in the white oak tree, using Wuju. Yesterday at noon, I was attacked and killed by Noxus top female killer Katarina, the unknown blade, and escaped .”

"Wonderful, so wonderful." Ezreal applauded and shouted, "As expected of the number one intelligence dealer in the mainland, the Sphinx."

"What do you want to do?" Nasus didn't care about Ezreal's teasing at all, "Stir Noxus in? This will only make the water more and more muddy."

"This way we can fish in troubled waters..." Ezreal smiled meaningfully, "Fishing in troubled waters, oh, what a wonderful word, I love it."

"Tell me about your plan..." Nasus acquiesced to the feasibility of the proposal.

"First of all... we need to throw the piece of wood, the flame of hope, into Noxus' burning hostility towards Chen Senran..." Ezreal said his plan while knocking on the crystal glass window .

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it hit the crystal glass window, making a sound like arrows hitting the gun. The rain dripped from the crystal glass window, pulling out countless misty water traces, blurring the inside of the window. The outline of the two people is like two terrible nightmares.

"Excellent plan." Kobold Nasus praised Ezreal without hesitation after listening to Ezreal's moment-long magic speech, "I have to say again that you are really a shameless guy."

"It's really despicable and shameless." (Salute to the smoker)

"Thank you for the compliment." Ezreal unceremoniously accepted this extremely vicious compliment, and drank the cold cup of coffee in front of him on the table, "It tastes good."

"Then good night, oh, it's almost 1 o'clock, I have to go to the hotel to have a good sleep, damn it, my handsome face will be wrinkled." Ezreal said in a mess, got up and walked to the door , waving at the boss who was sleeping like a dead pig with a bag of money in his arms at the counter, "Good night to you too, to be honest, brother, the coffee is delicious."

As he pushed open the door, he said to the kobold Nasus who was still sitting there: "Clean it up."

It wasn't until Ezreal disappeared into the boundless wind and rain that Nasus stood up and walked to the counter. Hearing the loud snoring of the bearded boss, his dog's face showed a look of disgust. On his thick arm, there was a decaying silver-gray light flashing in his palm, and the light began to soak into the body of the bearded man.

Then the whole body of the bearded man began to emit silver-gray light. First, his well-made aristocratic robes on the west coast of Demacia began to turn into rotten ashes little by little. Finally, his whole body together with the bag of gold coins Under the vast silver-gray light, they all turned into ashes and scattered away.

The kobold waved his hands expressionlessly and brushed away the thinning ashes, and said in a low voice like singing: "Life is a part of reincarnation. And this part of you is over."

"Death is with me." He finally waved his hand in the air, made a strange closing gesture, and opened the door to leave.

When he stepped out with one foot, he paused, turned around and glanced at the ashes that hadn't dissipated, frowned and said in a disgusted tone: "Your coffee is really bad."

The door closes.It rained harder and harder.

No one knows what kind of conspiracy is quietly flowing in this rainy spring night, and no one knows how many people will sleep forever, even dead without seeing their bodies.

The dim yellow magic lights of the coffee shop illuminated everything, as if nothing had happened.

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I can't do it anymore, I tried my best to get out a chapter, everyone forgive me.

I'm in a bad mood tonight, so I drank some wine and don't want to say anything.

That's all.

Thanks for voting bro.