Full-time Summoner

Tian Qingsong originally thought that the end of the world would come, and his lifelong research seemed to be completely wasted at this moment.

Now it seems that there is still a dark shadow shrouded in it. The truth he thought was actually just the tip of the iceberg, as if there were others.

Tian Qingsong is a historian, specializing in the study and research of history, to find out the truth hidden in history, he is the one who discovers the truth. Tian Qingsong is born with this kind of person, he is not interested in power and power, and his whole life is dedicated to the word truth.

He is such a pure explorer.

But now, when he finds out that the truth he knows is not the case, his whole life seems to be denied.

Although Zhaohua didn't know what happened, the enemy's sadness was the source of his happiness. And from the words of Tian Qingsong, there is no doubt that it has something to do with the Dark King.

Zhaohua raised his head, squinting his eyes and desperately trying to see clearly. Ji Shaohan, who had short hair in mid-air, had eyes that were originally empty, and his eyes began to become brighter, and began to have highlights.

When Ji Shaohan saw Zhaohua in mid-air, her world became radiant. She was always in darkness, in despair, and was surrounded by endless fear, despair, death, and pain. At this moment, she has a light.

The light that can break through the darkness shines into the heart.

After seeing Zhaohua, Ji Shaohan's bright eyes no longer had a trace of darkness and haze, they were clear and clear, as bright as stars, every frown and smile, the deep love and yearning between every word and every word are natural Her expression made people have to marvel at the light in her eyes.

The moon on the bottom of the sea is the moon in the sky, and the person in front of you is your sweetheart.

Ji Shao came here stepping on the darkness, the darkness is under his feet and no longer follow, just because you are in the light. The breeze blows my hair, my neck, and my bare shoulders, and the boundless darkness makes me rich.

Zhaohua's eyesight had deteriorated, but he was not blind. He naturally saw a blurry dark figure coming towards him. Zhaohua subconsciously protected Ji Shaoan who passed out behind him, but when he slowly approached, Zhaohua's eyes widened. , with a look of surprise on his face.

Suddenly looking at the chair behind him, Ji Shaohan is still sitting on the chair, there are two of Ji Shaohan! ?

But before Zhaohua had time to think about what was going on, he only felt a warm, soft feeling touching his cheeks, a pair of white and warm jade hands touching Zhaohua's cheeks, and whispers came from his ears.

"I miss you so much."

The two were almost close to each other, and Zhaohua could clearly see the appearance of the person in front of him at this moment. At this time, Zhaohua thought a lot, because the woman in front of her, Zhaohua, had known it before.

Just when I came back from the Summoning Plane, Ji Shaohan's appearance and shape at the back of the school were exactly the same as before. If Ji Shaohan was not behind him, Zhaohua would have doubted whether he had time-traveled.

But before Zhaohua could speak, his lips were sealed with softness.

What is a dream? It is a kind of high-latitude information brought by the moment of waking up. It can compress time to a high degree, and can also release time to a high degree. When I wake up, I feel that I have had a long, long dream, but I only slept for a few minutes. minute.

In fact, the time in the dream is disordered, and it seems that there is a timeline, but in fact it is just a different angle of conversion.

Zhaohua thought of this research paper on dreams, which was an academic study that Feng Zhoulong accidentally mentioned to Zhaohua, but it was not confirmed. If Zhaohua is ordered to go back today, he will definitely tell Feng Zhoulong that this academic research is correct.

Because Zhaohua just had a dream of "sixteen years" just for a moment.

This dream reminded him that when he graduated from junior high school, he seemed to have had a similar dream, a dream that lasted sixteen years. He has already forgotten all the details of the dream, the only thing he can remember is that in that dream, Zhaohua dreamed of Ji Shaohan.

It was also because of this dream that when Lin Mo asked whether the junior high school graduation party, Zhaohua would participate out of curiosity. At that time, Zhaohua officially met Ji Shaohan for the first time.

At the same time, because of that dream, Zhaohua had a sense of familiarity with Ji Shaoan, and finally made him choose to give up the scholarship and give the scholarship to Ji Shaoan who needed it more.

Zhaohua can no longer remember what else was in that dream.

But this time Zhaohua's dream is not about himself as the main character, but seeing Ji Shaoan's life, more precisely, Ji Shaoan from another world.

It is a world of science, without magic, but it is highly consistent with the magic world. In the words of science fiction, it is a balanced world.

Zhaohua recalled that he had read an ancient book, which said that black magic actually came from a place called the dark plane, and white magic also came from other worlds. Dimensional magic was the most special. world.

The people and things in this world are the same, the people in the two worlds are actually exactly the same, and the two souls are connected, just like a mirror.

And because that world is the origin of dimensional magic, there are so-called traversers who can travel through the dimension to another world. Now Zhaohua understands that the Ji Shaoan in front of him is from that world which is exactly the same as the magic world. And the dream that I had when I was sixteen was another me!

But he couldn't remember where he saw that ancient book.

Zhaohua recalled a bit of a dream. In that world, congenital aphonia made it impossible to speak. His father ran away from home when Ji Shaohan was young because of his dislike. Early work, leaving Ji Shaohan alone at home.

When Ji Shaoan went to the hospital for a follow-up visit one day, his loneliness changed. She met a boy who sat on the hospital bed with a book and read it with relish.

He has a serious congenital disease, his body is full of tubes, and his face is pale, but it still can't stop the boy's vision and desire for the world in the book. The disease can't stop the writer from taking readers to a place with poetry.

It was those hopeful eyes that attracted Ji Shaohan who also suffered from a congenital disease. Perhaps because of the sympathy for each other, Ji Shao walked into the ward by accident.

The boy is optimistic and cheerful, his eyes are full of light of hope at all times, and he is calm in the face of the fate of death at any time, even if the chemotherapy makes his body weak, his hair falls out, his body is full of tubes and becomes broken and thin, but Still clinging to the hope of life and unwilling to give up.

This kind of spirit even infected Ji Shaoan. He was originally depressed, his childhood was dark, and even the idea of ​​doing something out of line was gradually dispelled.

In addition to going to school every day, this ward has become a place where Ji Shaohan must come every day.

It's just that happiness comes suddenly, and it's also lost suddenly.

Two months before Ji Shaoan turned sixteen, the sad news came suddenly.

On that day, Ji Shaohan was already restless during class, and on the way to the ward, the restlessness became more and more serious. When she was about to arrive at the ward, she saw the nurse who was supposed to take care of the boy covering her face and crying, and her heart began to panic.

With a bang, Ji Shaohan pushed open the door of the ward, but she was a step late, and there was only the cold corpse on the bed, and the smile that was still on her face when death came.

As if to say, he is still very happy now, don't worry about him.

Infinite grief welled up in her heart, and the reverse flow of blood actually cured her aphonia. It's just that I didn't expect that the first cry brought by the disappearance of the aphonia would be a heart-piercing cry.

Until two months later, Ji Shao, who was dazed and absent-minded, disappeared two months later. When I saw the boy again, it was already in the photo of the tombstone, standing in front of the tombstone.

The day was cloudy, and the sun in the sky was blocked, especially in the area of ​​the cemetery, which seemed to be covered in darkness, without a shred of sunshine, and without a shred of light in my heart.

I don't know how long I stood there until I heard a voice.

"Do you want to see him again?"