Diablo Destruction

Knowing not to answer, I still stared at the tombstone for a long time.

Perhaps, what I want is not the answer, but only because... maybe I want to talk to someone who understands me.

I really want to find someone who is a living beauty, not a bad old man with only a wordless tombstone.

The old man Gallon evaded the alliance, evaded society for thousands of years, and lived alone. Was it really because of fear that others would be implicated by him and be harmed by Bellil?

Perhaps even the old man of Gallon thought so. This is indeed the main reason.

However, now I can't help but want to ask gallon.

Is there really no other reason? For example, people who do not want to face life and death, do not want to be tortured by time, and gradually forget people who do not want to forget, do not want to forget memories.

Just forgetting family members and villagers, and forgetting their own hatred, is already a great torment. Therefore, if you don't want to increase the burden anymore, in the next time, you simply don't need friends, and don't leave memories that make you nostalgic. You chose this alternative way of avoiding.

Even if you are looking for it, you are looking for Shuangwei, a guy who can live the same years as him. Even if the other party is a monster, he is also eager to talk to someone.

Is that true?

Or did you not even realize it yourself? It's just that I have been using myself to reach an unspeakable deal with Bellil to become an alliance traitor. I don't want to involve others so I can't have any trouble with others. Is this reason to convince myself?

No, to this day, the old man of Gallon has already hung up, and it is too late to dig deeper.

Perhaps, I just want a reference.

Would it be better if I were like an old gallon?

Simply break the jar and break, and forget all the things that should not be forgotten in one breath, so that there is no trouble and no pain.

Who am I desperate for? Why should I suffer such torture?

Ah, I remembered it for the girls, my beloved girls.

So, I cannot forget, I cannot stop.

Sorry, gallon... teacher, let you listen to some stupid things.

I, after all, are different from you, even if you inherit your inheritance, even if you suffer from loneliness like you.

The person you want to protect, the person you want to keep, is dead, no matter how struggling, no matter how you keep it, even if you finally succeed in revenge, it is just a kind of self-satisfaction, empty and empty, meaningless, self From that day on, you are actually an empty shell.

It may be cruel to say this, but it is a fact. Of course, it is not impossible to change, such as regaining an encounter, starting a new relationship, finding a new family, and the new villagers and new friends that must be guarded.

But this old man is very brainy. He hasn't been able to turn around for a thousand years. He is still attached to the past, attached to the dead lovers, family members, villagers, and can't accommodate new things in his mind. ......Forget it, why do I have to imagine this kind of thing, but it is not a competition than the miserable king.

What a sad, stubborn bad old man. Fortunately, such a guy is not my family, otherwise I have to be mad at him.

I am different. The biggest difference between me and this old man is that the person I want to protect is still alive and still around me.

At this point, I will be 10 times as happy and 10 times as lucky as the old man.

In that case, there is nothing to complain about. Come here to complain and complain in front of the old man of Gallon. Isn't it just like showing off to him?

Look, look, although I am also miserable, it is ten thousand times better than you.

Although Shuangwei and I have always been delighted by the weird old man with a bad temper, we can't do such a bad thing.

So it's time to go.

But why can't you sit still?

Tick ​​Tick...

Hey, this is?

After wiping her face hard, she realized that she didn't know when she was soaking wet.

Ahhhhh...

finally, I understand.

It is ten thousand times happier than a gallon and ten thousand times lucky than a gallon. This is true, but my poor worm is more than ten million times weaker than the will of a gallon.

Come here to worship, sweep the grave, and complain, all these reasons are excuses.

I'm just simple, I want to find a place where I can cry, I can cry, and cry for the last time.

Teacher Gallon.

Alone is really lonely.

...

Pour the last drop of wine on the flowers in front of the tomb. I clap my hands and leave without leaving.

Go home and look for the girls. Who wants to sit down with such a bad old man? The breath of the elderly is contagious. I don't want to become an old man like a gallon old man.

Looking back, he looked at the twin tails shaking the two cat tails. The human eyes stared at the cat's eyes, and the atmosphere was awkward.

"How long have you been watching?" I said.

"Although I would like to say that I just came and saw nothing, it seems that you would not believe it."

"I believe it or not, it's the same thing, at least how come you show some sincerity to comfort people?"

"Well, as you wish, I just came and saw nothing, heard."

"It's too late to say now."

"Your kid is really demanding, can't you respect your predecessors?"

"No, no, there should be footsteps at the beginning to make you aware that you are here. This is the way to respect others. Do you understand the courtesy?"

"You know, I belong to a cat, and I have no footsteps."

"You are a cat, okay."

I sighed deeply. Although I was seen by the twin tails, I was surprised that I didn’t have any embarrassing feelings. I didn’t know it was an old mentality. Scattered flowers or something, so there is no fear.

"So, did you come to worship?"

"No, I've been here just now, but I suddenly heard the movement and looked back to see who it was."

"You said you didn't peek?"

"A plain expression, but still caring about this kind of thing, your level of caution is also extraordinary."

"Well, if I change the subject, I feel puzzled. Whoever put the flowers in front of the tombstone, whose fun is so normal to be boring, it turns out to be you."

"Well, haven't I always wanted to learn the etiquette of human beings? This is just to practice and experience the feeling of worship." The two tails carried the cat's beard and the cat's pupil was upright, and wanted to explain.

"It doesn't feel like I just experienced it." I looked back at the number of flowers in front of the tombstone.

"Part of it is not mine."

"In other words, most of it is still you, right?"

"Your stinky kid is really annoying, no wonder Gallon is always scolding you when he mentions you."

"This is my honor, so we will tie it, right."

"You have the final say, I don't want to worry so much about a baby who is still wet."

"Teacher Gallon is gone, what are your plans? Ready to stay?"

"Well, it's under consideration."

"Aren't you afraid that Bellil peeled your cat skin?"

"That's why it's necessary to think carefully, right? Remember, the cat's carefree animal."

"The identity of a cat is really easy to use."

"Why, you want to be a cat too?"

"Thanks for not being sensitive." Somehow, a vague image of a catwoman suddenly appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but fight a cold war.

Hey, am I that sensitive to cat cats? Or is it because the impression has been blurred and the face's cat mother is unclear? Make me feel chilly?

"anyway……"

"Your questions are really many, annoying."

"Don't be like this, two-tailed, teacher Gallon has gone, and the two of us are considered to be dependent."

"Look, I've lost most of my hair in disgust, but you still continue to say hello, when I'm afraid of you."

"You are older than Mr. Gallon, right?"

"Well, I do have such self-confidence." I don't know why Shuangwei proudly lifted his chest, making me unable to resist.

"The strength is still weak at an old age. What can I be proud of."

"You have no strength at all, so you like to die."

Seeing that the cat pupils of the two tails were almost in a line, they were going to blow up, and I quickly returned to the topic.

"I mean, since you are older than Teacher Gallon, you have lived a long time, right."

"Isn't this nonsense? But I said beforehand that I'm not old yet, and my life is still long."

"Having lived so long, wouldn't... be bored?"

"What?" He kept turning his cane in his hands and stopped, including his footsteps, leaned over, and stared at me with wide cat eyes, as if looking at rare animals.

"Long for a long time? You are probably the first person to ask us such a question from the hell."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"It's not a question of right or wrong, but a question that doesn't need to be considered, it's like... Yes, it's like being in front of a hungry, starving person, let him think about eating more sweet, or Spicy~www.ltnovel.com~ You actually want to say that this question is stupid, right."

"You just understand, we, grow up in this cruel world, we are faced with weak meat and strong food every day. We continue to work hard to survive and become stronger. Isn't it all about living longer? Do you ask me to live? Will it be boring for a long time? Isn’t this question stupid?"

"In other words, in order to survive, is there no room for considering loneliness and loneliness?"

"That's why, of course, I don't have any dissatisfaction with this kind of past. In the world of hell, this is the theme. Even the seven giants may have been weak."

"Actually, this is fine."

"What? The first time I saw someone, I would envy the life in the world of hell... No, it should be the second time."

"The first one is Teacher Gallon, right."

"You really have something to do with him."

"I think so too, which is the latest thing. I had no such thought before."

"You have really changed a lot recently."

"Is it good or bad?"

"It's hard to say, if it's in my eyes as a hell, it should be good. You have too many restraints. They can be your driving force and will hinder your progress. If you are a friend of the gallon, you Elder, I think..."

The twin tails paused and said: "It may become more boring. The former you, but more interesting..."

"Is it……"

There was a chat with Shuangwei, and there was no one chatting. Gradually, gradually, the tombstone behind was away from us.

A gust of wind blew through the flowers in front of the monument. Under the petals flew, a few colorful mushrooms that almost merged with the flowers quietly came out...

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