My Boss, the White-haired Nun

At that moment just now, he subconsciously recognized the wrong person and took the girl in front of him as...

"..."

He was silent for a while, then smiled self-deprecatingly.

He raised his hand to touch the girl's head. The sleeping girl arched her head slightly in her sleep, rubbed against his palm, and then shrunk into a small ball again, like a quiet white bird. cat.

Gong Ming sighed softly.

Maybe it was a deliberate design, maybe it was just a coincidence, but this girl really left too many imprints of those people in the past.But when it was quiet at this moment, these imprints were highlighted.

At this moment, in Gong Ming's eyes, her profile looks very much like her mother's, but from another angle, it is full of traces of that woman.

"Are you a new chess piece?" Gong Ming looked at her complicatedly, opened his mouth slightly, and asked softly.

The only answer to him was the slight breathing of the girl.

"Actually, I don't really understand why you came here. It's not like Otto's calculation. As a pawn, it's obvious which one is the better choice, both in terms of meaning and from the perspective of Cecilia. similar to the..."

"What happened to you back then... Actually, I knew about it. Those two guys made a lot of noise back then, but I didn't take action at the time. No matter which one Siegfried and Teresa wanted to take away, Or later that guy took you to wander, I actually knew about it, but I didn't do anything."

"For this choice, my worries after Siberia are one aspect, and my inability to do anything is another aspect. But if I don't make excuses, in fact, the more reason is my unwillingness to make a move."

"Whether it's you back then or Siegfried, what does it have to do with me?"

"If it weren't for you, if it was that one, I would naturally make a move. But you are not. I have paid back the things I owed the Kaslana family five hundred years ago, whether it is You, or Siegfried, who is mine? I don't care, I can be hard-hearted. After all, I have lived for so many years, after all, I used to be famous for these, didn't I?"

"But I found that I couldn't do it..."

"Once a person gets old, he likes to recall the past. Things that were easy to see in the past are hard to see now."

"Maybe I have lived too long... Over the past five hundred years, I have become more and more unable to bear these tender things. "

"Thinking of it this way, I shouldn't have accepted that patient back then. I shouldn't have gambled on this one. I really thought I could win back then. I thought I wouldn't be so weak."

"I actually forgot, I've grown into a piece of dead wood long ago..."

The corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of tenderness, and he rubbed the girl's head with his hand, messing up the girl's untidy hair.

Seeing the girl subconsciously wrinkle her beautiful little nose in her dream, Gong Ming smiled softly.

"That's all." He retracted his hands and stood up.

"The game of vertical and horizontal in the world, plotting against soldiers, plotting to murder people, plotting against the heart. I gave it to that child Otto at the beginning, but I didn't expect him to use it on me in the end."

"I did lose that gamble back then. I lost to Otto and Cecilia. I admit it, and I can't cheat."

"I lost my heart."

Then he laughed self-deprecatingly.

"However, no matter who designed this bureau, I probably didn't think of it. Actually, I didn't want to do these things."

"So whether you are Otto's pawn or not, whether my ideas are in his plan or not in his plan, it doesn't make any sense."

"These things I did were originally what I owed."

"The age of the gods is gone, and the age of the demigods was ended by me. Now is the age of people that I created with Ogg and Roman."

He turned around and walked out the French windows.

Under the moonlight, he turned his back to the girl, casting a long shadow on her body.

"I am the terminator and the creator; the judge and the watcher; the dusk and the dawn; the end and the hope; the end and the beginning."

"So I've never lived for myself."

Gong Ming disappeared on the girl's balcony, and when he reappeared, he was already on the way to his room.

His face was still tired, and his clothes were wrinkled.

However, his back is straight, his figure is tall and strong, and there is a sense of pride between his eyebrows and eyes.He walked forward calmly and resolutely, as if he was leading thousands of troops, and his eyes were flat.

Like an old lion standing alone on his territory, looking down at the wolves who want to challenge.

At this time, in the small building he had just left, Bronya stared blankly at the fluorescent screen in front of her, with flashes of data flashing in her eyes; on the roof of the college church, Fu Hua leaned against the wall of the clock tower , standing with her head bowed and her chest folded, her long gray hair swaying slightly; in the depths of Changkong City, Yae Sakura holds a knife in one hand, looks up at the bright moon, her dress billows and dances in the night wind; in the office of the archbishop of the Destiny headquarters, Otto opens A screen with a constantly rotating, three-dimensional view of St. Freya's College.In the view, the underground of the academy was shining with a dazzling red light.

In the dark, there are more eyes staring at this small academy.In the shadows, there is a storm sweeping the entire world secretly accumulating energy, and it is getting bigger and bigger, and even the sound of wind and thunder can be heard faintly.

Behind Gong Ming, under the streetlight where he was standing at first, Xi'er stood there with a worried face, watching Gong Ming's gradually disappearing back.

She raised her head and looked at the sky. Gradually, the worry on her face faded a little.

The moon hangs high in the sky, and the starry sky is bright.

"Tomorrow will be a fine day."

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PS:

This volume is coming to an end...

Well, after saying this, there are actually more than a dozen chapters left...

The reward opened yesterday is now 167 monthly tickets, the thirteenth on the new book list, and it is owed (0/2).

Wait for the final settlement.