My Heroic Life

"Huh? I saw it, do you know my approachability?"

"I don't know, but I know other things."

Anna turned her face and laughed at the doubting young man, like an ordinary girl who has discovered something interesting.

"You really suck at the ball, hahaha, you can't even play with a kid, obviously a hero, hahaha, no, this is so funny!"

The more Anna thought about it, the more interesting she became. She curled up on the grass while holding her abdomen on her side and smiling. Roland's face flushed red. He resisted the shame and explained:

"I, I let them, I didn't use any magic, just played with them as ordinary people."

"Puff, don't you have to use magic to play football with children, haha, I'm not good at it, your football is really bad."

What's wrong with my national football level!Have you laughed enough!

"Sure enough, OK, I have the deficiencies to make you so happy?"

"Yeah, it's a rare opportunity, Lan, do you want sister Anna to teach you a few tricks, although I am not a master, but at least the level of children is still good...Oh, stop!"

The girl's repeated provocations aroused the youth's anger and anger. He stretched out his hands and began to scratch Anna's itch. The unsuspecting girl couldn't help but was repeatedly attacked in sensitive areas.

"Haha, hurry, stop!"

"Laugh, don't you smile happily?"

The young man gave a smirk, but he was immediately counterattacked by Anna. The two people clashed on the grass and rolled into a ball. The battle was inextricably difficult to resolve. The laughter attracted the attention of the old fishing men.

"Haha, come on, stop, someone is watching."

"Oh, you are, you didn't stop at all!"

The fool couple bargained for a long time, and finally reached a reconciliation on the condition of the evening food. The two panted, holding hands and leaning together, feeling each other.

"It's just out of style. Look at what you asked me to do. It's just that I'm not good at football."

"Catch others' weaknesses and laugh at you, but you are still a saint."

"You are different, and..."

You look cute. Anna glanced at the young man beside her with love, and then leaned against his arms. The man felt the warmth around him, his breathing gradually stabilized, and he began to feel sleepy again.

Why do you always feel sleepy today?

He thought so, looking at the clouds in the sky, his consciousness gradually became hazy. With the feeling that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, he lost his consciousness and fell into a deep sleep. It was not until the biting cold wind hit his face that his consciousness A little awake, but when he opened his eyes, what he saw was no longer the clear sky and the vibrant grass, but the frozen plain and the burning sky. The lover in his arms was no longer warm, but cold.

The huge contrast left Roland's brain blank. He looked tremblingly at Anna in his arms and found that the girl was looking at him sadly.

"It looks like you are already awake, do you remember, this place of separation."

The girl looked around, and the countless number of soldiers in the court nearby fell to the ground, and the flowing blood became a piece of ice, making it look like a blood-red lake.

The memory in the young man’s mind was awakened little by little. He wrinkled his face in pain, and his lover’s calm voice came from his ear: “I used to think that we could be as beautiful as in our dreams, embracing each other in peace and stability for the rest of our lives. Unfortunately......"

She stared into the eyes of the young man, and said a heart-breaking statement that was sharper than any weapon.

"You didn't protect me."

Roland's eyes widened, his lips trembled, his eyes trembled and straight, but he couldn't say a word.

"You clearly said it, but you didn't do it, so I am dead. The promises and dreams we made are gone with the wind, and there will never be a follow-up."

The young man listened to his lover’s tearful accusation, and the self-blame in his heart almost swallowed him. The heart-piercing pain made him breathless. He looked at Anna, who was dying in his arms, and shed tears and repeated a sentence repeatedly. .

"sorry Sorry sorry......"

In the tearful apology, Anna broke free from his embrace and stood up. At the same time, not far behind her, a golden door suddenly appeared.

With tears streaming down his face, the young man who was almost emotionally broke up raised his head, facing Anna's seemingly unbearable eyes, the young girl showed a struggling look, but soon returned to calm.

She turned to face the doorway that looked like an entrance to heaven, but actually represented destruction:

"I am leaving now, come with me."

Chapter 106—Life as a Bet

Facing the invitation of his deceased lover in the fragmented memory, Roland nodded slowly with tears in his eyes. Under the power of the dream country, there are not so many people and things in his brain now, only with Anna The love and dissatisfaction are tumbling in my heart.

But what he didn't expect was that these most beautiful feelings in the world would become the hands of evil spirits in hell, dragging him into the abyss step by step, just like now, the young man stood up and was ready to leave this so that he remembered it. The painful place.

As for where to go, does it matter?Roland looked at the golden door not far away. The door that looked like the entrance to the fairyland seemed good, but even if the inside did not match the appearance, even hell, as long as there was that girl beside him, as long as she still What does it matter where you are if you can laugh and fight with young people like you did on the grass by the lake many years ago?

"Come on, Lan, we want to be together forever. This is your promise."

Anna said this, and started to move forward. Roland behind him looked at the girl who was walking a little further, and hurriedly followed. He no longer wanted to lose this girl for a second time, and his fragile heart could not bear any more. Sad.

Thinking?trap?These are all casual. The young man who is tortured by the huge contrast and pain, like a walking dead, no longer wants to bother. Guilt and self-blame let him give everything to his lover in front of him. As long as he can atone for a little bit of sin, he doesn’t care anymore. .

However, the youth does not matter, but the blue-haired saint who is no longer in his memory, the girl who loves him deeply outside the country of dreams does.

"do not go!"

An anxious voice came from his ears, Roland's walking pace was paused, and he was a little surprised for a while.

"What sound? There are still people alive here?"

He glanced at the battlefield with corpses all over the field, and shook his head slightly. The voice that just appeared was a female voice, and... always felt a little familiar, but where was the source?

Forget it, it's not important, go ahead.

The young man shook his head and threw out the distracting thoughts in his heart. He looked forward. Anna stood still and turned her head and waited for him to follow. Now it is not far from the gate, about ten steps away.

"Lan, don't go!"

"..."

The first step was taken, and a strange sound appeared in his ears again. Roland frowned, and a little bored he ignored the sound of the unknown coming from and disturbing his reunion with his lover, but the sound did not stop, it started not. Stop calling him.

The second step, the third step.

"That's a trap, Lan, you can't get past, this world is simply fake!"

"..."

The words in his ear were very long this time, but the man didn't reply, so he moved on.

The fourth step, the fifth step.

"Senior Anna has passed away a long time ago. It has been fifty years ago. I beg you, be sober!"