The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game

  Chapter 159 I don’t like it, so I don’t like it

   "It's great that you two are all right."

  In front of the counter, the staff was relieved to see that the two were intact.

  Lin En looked at him like this, and asked suspiciously: "Did something happen?"

"Yes." The staff said, "It was detected in the background just now that the room you selected has also fluctuated. If it is activated, it is very likely that the simulation is a Warcraft beyond the first order. Fortunately, you did not activate it. .”

  Lyn said deadpan, "No, we activated."

   "Activated?" The staff was taken aback by his words.

   After activation, you can still come out intact?

  He turned to look at Lynn's personal information in amazement.

   That's right, he is a student, and he is still a freshman.

   Freshmen, how can they beat monsters beyond the first level?

  Lynn was too lazy to explain to the staff, and after completing the corresponding closing procedures, he and Charlotte left Rogers Tower.

  Why, today he seems to be inappropriate?

  Looking quietly at the little princess beside him, Lynn seemed to realize something.

   Maybe it wasn't his bad luck.

  It is this girl who is sheltered by the goddess, who has the favor from the world.

   Shaking his head, Lynn put down his thoughts for now.

   "Then." He looked at the distant skyline with thin clouds and warm sun, and asked softly, "Next, do you want to go somewhere else?"

  “.”

  Unexpectedly, this time, he didn't wait for a response.

   Turning her head to look, the girl was lowering her head at this moment, and the soft sunlight shone on her brilliant blond hair, preventing others from peeping into her thoughts.

   "Your Highness?"

  Charlotte regained consciousness.

   "No, no need." She shook her head, took a step back, and bowed slightly, "Today, I will trouble you."

   "No trouble." Lin En sighed, "It's me, some hospitality is not good enough."

  Charlotte shook her head again: "No, you have done a good job, but I have troubled you too much, so that even if you are not happy when you are with me, you have to bite the bullet and stay with me."

  Lin En was startled, and was about to deny it, but the girl suddenly laughed.

   "Did you forget? My judgment on some things is very keen."

  “.”

   Lynn was silent.

  Paused, he said: "It's not that I don't like you, it's just that I don't like those things behind you very much."

"almost."

  Charlotte pointed to the bench beside her and whispered, "Can I trouble you to stay with me a little longer?"

   "Just a moment."

  While she was speaking, a cool wind suddenly came from a distance, and she carefully rolled up the girl's light golden hair, inadvertently, letting outsiders smell the warm and delicate fragrance that only belongs to girls.

   "Okay." Lynn agreed.

  The two sat on the bench at the same time, with a body distance between them.

The moment she sat down, there was another breeze blowing, Lynn didn't pay much attention to it, but Charlotte tightened her skirt as if it was getting cold, and the slightly shredded fur decoration stuck to her snow-white neck, scratching people's hearts Also itches.

   Now, should I say something?

   thought Charlotte.

   The request was made by herself, and the other party just agreed with her. If the other party thinks about the topic again, it will be more or less difficult.

   Originally, he seemed reluctant to get too close to himself.

why?

  Because he felt that his approaching him was arranged by his father.

   Arrangement, it was indeed arranged by my father.

  However, accepting the arrangement is her choice.

  Including sitting by his side, accepting his invitation that may not be so sincere, is her choice.

what about this?

  Actually, Charlotte can not only see how others feel about her, but also see her own heart—speaking of which, the latter is much simpler than the former, but no one wants to do it.

  She simply lowered her head.

  She saw her heart clearly, and saw clearly the "yearning" in her heart.

  When he was in the cave, when he let her go, she realized that the [steadiness] in the other party was something she expected to have.

This kind of [stableness], whether it is brought about by experience, nature, or other things, is the existence that makes the weak her yearn for, the kind of calm that flows from the bones, does not hang emotions on the face, even in the face of life and death crisis The composure that she can calmly face even when she is in trouble is the skyline that she will never be able to reach.

   She likes that kind of stuff, she doesn't like like things disappearing.

  At this time, she felt that she needed to do something.

   So she turned back.

   That was the first time she felt so brave.

   But not enough.

Charlotte, she still wants to continue to touch the goal she yearns for, to continue to pursue her bravery, to reach out and touch things beyond her reach, even if she can't become that kind of person, just looking at him With a straight back, she felt that she, too, could be honored.

  Unfortunately, it cannot be done.

  She knew that even if she told the reasons that only belonged to her, the other party would only regard her as an undercover agent sent by her father.

   Really terrible.

  Charlotte gave a rare sigh, and suddenly laughed again.

  This firmness is also something she likes.

  Shaking his head, pushing the wind-blown hair behind his ears, Charlotte suddenly thought of something, and burst out laughing again.

  Lin En turned his head to the side suspiciously.

   "What's wrong?" he asked.

   "It's okay." Charlotte put away her smile, pursed her lips, thought for a while, and asked softly, "I just thought of your...well, leading me on a tour today"

   "Just call it a 'performance'." Lynn smiled wryly, and said, "It's clumsy, isn't it."

"No, it's actually very good." Charlotte said earnestly, "If I hadn't noticed that scorpion collapsed at the moment, even though your actions were too abnormal, I wouldn't have noticed what it was. why."

  Paused, she asked again: "If it is possible, can you tell me why you want to do this?"

   After a moment of silence, Lynn said, "I said it just now, because of the things behind you."

   "Father? You hate him?"

"I can't say I hate him, because I haven't even seen him, but" Lynn raised his eyes to look at the pedestrians on the trail in the distance, and sighed slightly, but his voice was as calm as ever, "You may not think it, but in fact, This world has never been equal, and only when we are strong can we have something special."

   "I can study in this academy, manage and spend a lot of money, and be recognized by you or others, not because I have an 'ancient and pure' bloodline like them."

   "It's because we are strong."

   "My father was strong, my grandfather was strong, and my great-grandfather was also strong."

   "Because if we are not strong, we will die."

  Lin En closed his eyes, recalling the family background his father had told him.

  Although that is indeed a relatively distant bloodline, but.

   "There are always people who want to force us to fall to that end."

   "That's why I want to stay away from those things behind you—I'm not strong enough now, but he wants to prevent me from becoming stronger. It will be a little troublesome to solve it."

  Charlotte blinked: "Although I raised the question, I still want to ask again. Since you know that my father arranged for me to come, why are you telling me these things?"

   "Aren't you afraid?"

   Lynn laughed.

  "The reason why I choose to do this is not that I want to escape it, but I think it is a little tricky to deal with it, so I decided to erase it from the root."

   "But now that it's exposed, I won't be evasive anymore."

   "Escape is the only choice for the weak, but I will never have only one possibility."

  He looked up at the sky, although he was smiling, his eyes reflected the solemnity like the sun's glow.

   "I will not use this poor trick again, nor will I ask you to stay away from me."

   "I will beat them to your face."

  Charlotte did not answer.

  Holding his face in his hands, he stared at the side face kissed by the sun by the boy.

  This is indeed what she expected.

pity.

  Close your eyes, then open them again.

  These pictures seem to have become memories.

  Looking at the night outside the window, Charlotte patted her face helplessly.

   It's been so long since you came back, do you still think about this picture?

   Shaking his head, he came to the desk and pulled out a notebook.

  Perhaps because her life from childhood to adulthood has been too repetitive, she likes to talk about the different things she encounters every day and record them.

  She gently opened the notebook.

"My father asked me to study today, to study in his class. I am looking forward to it, even though we only met once, even though we only spoke a few words, even though he may forget me after today. People who say it’s not that important—but I’m still looking forward to it^^.”

   "Today is God's Birthday, I received a lot of gifts, I am happy, but even more happy is that after God's Birthday, I will go to school, well, it's been a long time since I saw you."

   Glancing a little, Charlotte smiled again, and then picked up the pen.

"Today I saw a little **** the road, she was bouncing and walking there, as happy as me, but she seemed to be too happy, accidentally fell down, cried for a long time and saw no one around her, He patted the ashes again and stood up."

  “When I came to the academy, I don’t know whose white pet cat winked at me, as if to say to me, ‘Hey miss, you will have good luck today’—I think so too.”

   "Because the sun is very warm today, the wind is very gentle, and I mustered up the courage to sit beside him."

   "Actually, these words should not be written here, but should be told to him."

"but."

   "I know he might also like that little girl, like that white kitten that can only wink at people, like today's sun and breeze, like everything worthy of being liked."

   "It's just that he doesn't like me."

   "I don't like it, so I don't like it."

  (end of this chapter)