When he was six years old, Andrew attended his mother's funeral.
Before that, he saw his mother being pushed down the stairs and falling into a pool of blood.
That day, his mother was wearing a cream cotton dress that the nobles did not like. She looked like a red rose in full bloom.
As the Thorny Rose slowly bloomed, her dress turned red as well. It was as if her entire person had melted into the blood red.
"Andrew." She wanted to call his name, but she kept her eyes wide open and did not utter a word.
What was she thinking about? The moment before her death …
Andrew had always been curious about that question, and as the question expanded, it became: What would he think about at the moment of his death?
What would he think about? His mind went blank. All he could see was Tang Ling's cold gaze. Even the pain from the punch had numbed him.
Why was Tang Ling so powerful? What was his place on the list of people called Horror Lullabies?
"This punch is for Vivian." In the rain, Tang Ling's punch whipped up a strong gust of wind, blowing the raindrops away and landing a punch on Andrew's chest.
Pfft! Andrew spat out a mouthful of blood. There seemed to be some internal organs in it, but it did not matter.
He had given his best and did not defile his last battle just because he was going to die, but he could not win. Some things could not be changed with willpower.
Wiping the blood off his mouth, Andrew struggled to stand up and smiled at Tang Ling.
Should he thank Tang Ling? He had given himself a relatively honorable death instead of being forced to commit suicide or being quietly executed in a dark cell.
"This punch is for you, Amir." Tang Ling dashed towards Andrew and landed a punch on his chin. The bone-cracking noise was deafening.
When the name Amir escaped his mouth, Tang Ling felt a stab of pain in his heart.
Was Tang Ling going to seek justice for him in the end?
Huff! Andrew found it hard to breathe. Was his chin broken or something? If it was Hank who cared about his image, he would rather die than have his chin broken. Could he dodge the punch?
He probably could.
"Ha!" That year, he was four years old. Andrew shouted and threw a punch at Hank. He was serious. He wanted to take Hank under his wing and become his big brother.
However, Hank, who would pout and cry at any moment and always liked to follow behind a bunch of noble children, cried and dodged the crowd.
He seemed to be bullied, but Andrew was even more frustrated. He did not even manage to land a single punch on him.
Tired, he gave up. Andrew turned around and walked away.
Hank followed Andrew with a runny nose.
"Why are you following me?" In fact, Andrew had nowhere to go. He and his mother were not qualified to attend family gatherings. At times like this, his mother would be very sad. He did not want to go home and see his mother's sad eyes.
As the son of a small noble, his mother had sacrificed her life. Hank said shyly. As the son of a small noble, especially a newly promoted one, he only got his title because of his father's sacrifice.
"Hank" was a distance from the circle. of nobles. of him.
"Huh?" Andrew was stunned. He clearly could not hit Hank.
However, at that moment, Hank's serious yet helpless gaze seemed to have touched him. Andrew could not help but extend his hand and pat Hank's head. "Okay then, follow me. I'll take care of you like a little brother. "
How many years had he been following Tang Ling?
Andrew's mind was a blur. All he felt was Tang Ling grabbing his collar. Bam! Another punch landed on his abdomen.
"This punch is for you on behalf of the Fierce Dragon Squad." Sorrow rumbled in his heart.
The Cliff of Hope was right before their eyes. That hot afternoon, they used to stand side by side at the edge of the cliff.
The scene was like a mark of life that was branded into their souls.
Until today, Tang Ling finally understood what it meant to be young. The irony was that no matter how high-spirited he was back then, he was now as broken as ever.
At the same time, Andrew could barely see what was before his eyes.
Punching me on behalf of the Fierce Dragon Squad? Hmm, great, great. I used to have a squad too. The best squad, the Summit Squad.
"Andrew, I've passed the test. The overall score is first." At the top of the Cliff of Hope, Hank's blonde hair was glowing, as dazzling as the badge on his chest.
"Isn't that what you should do?" Andrew smiled calmly. He had entered the First Reserved Camp and would soon become a Purple Moon Warrior. His dream could finally set sail.
If he could become a powerful Purple Moon Warrior and had Hank or even more powerful teammates around him, he might be able to escape from the damned Agnes family.
"It's what I should do. I'll always be by your side." Hank smiled. His red lips, white teeth, and green eyes were mesmerizing.
"Yeah, you'll be by my side. We'll reach the peak together in the First Reserved Camp." Andrew also smiled and hugged Hank.
How high-spirited was he back then?
What happened after that? Then, there was Dier Gordin, Emma, and finally, the Summit Squad.
Everything was over, right?
Yes, it was. Andrew could feel his life slipping away rapidly. He could no longer stop it.
He did not know how Amir had lasted that long. How helpless and powerless was this kind of life aura that carried heat when it was far away from him …
On top of that, there was a sweet sense of peace as if the best scenes in his life had come back to him. It made him want to embrace death eagerly.
Therefore, how hard was it to hold on?
Andrew struggled to lift his eyelids. Through the blurry vision, he saw Tang Ling's face. His black hair and eyes were clean and clean. He always seemed to be shy and a little depressed, but there was also a sense of power that could make one submit to him and a sense of trust that made him feel safe.
It was hard to believe that such a feeling could appear on his face.
But his eyes were red. Did he also want to cry?
"This punch was given to you by me. You've destroyed the dream that I wanted to keep in my heart for at least a decade. " Tang Ling lifted the exhausted Andrew and delivered a final knee strike at him.
Ugh, I can't hold on anymore.
At that moment, the last breath of life was welcomed by a pair of hands forged by the wind. The hands gently took away the warm breath of life.
Andrew's gaze started to slacken and Tang Ling's eyes started to blur.
"Andrew, what do you think we'll be like in 10 years?" Hank suddenly asked as he laid down on the grass in the thick forest under the sun.
"10 years? We'll become Purple Moon Warriors, "Andrew answered as a matter of fact.
"That's not what I meant. I mean, do you think you'll have a wife and kids?" In this era, even nobles had to shoulder the heavy responsibility of increasing the human population. Getting married late? Not getting married? It did not fit the requirements of a noble.
"Hmm, I don't know. Maybe I will. What about you? "Andrew was not very interested in this kind of thing.
"Me? I won't. " Hank looked up with a serious side profile. He then said shyly, "I think the meaning of my life is to be by your side, to watch you reach the peak and achieve your dream. I'll treat your wife as my sister. If you have kids, I'll be their other father. "
Hank turned around and smiled at Andrew as he spoke. The afternoon sun was shining behind him, and it was rare that it was not that hot.
"Hmph, what are you talking about?" Andrew's throat gurgled. Only he knew what he wanted to say at that moment, but he did not have to say it out loud.
But there was no need to say it. He seemed to see his mother coming to pick him up at that moment.
"Come here, little Andrew. Look at your face. Why is it so dirty? Are you bleeding? Did you get into a fight again? "
"Mom." Andrew curled his lips into a smile.
"What a naughty kid. Come on, let's go home. Mom made stew today … "
"Okay, okay. Let's go home." Andrew heaved his last breath. In front of him was his mother's warm embrace, and behind him was Hank's back.
I don't have to look back anymore. I'll make him forget me.
"Argh!" In the rain, Tang Ling grabbed Andrew's lifeless body and screamed at the sky.
Should he stop that unforgettable song from echoing in his ears?
"I'll never forget the promise we made at the end of summer.
And the dream and wish for the future … "
Tang Ling's eyes were blurry as he reached out and snapped Andrew's neck. No matter how many excuses he had, no matter what he confessed in the end, he could not get back what he had lost, such as Vian.
Therefore, his body could not be respected. His head had to be used as an offering to Vian.
"I believe we'll meet again at the end of summer 10 years later …"
"We'll still have the best memories …"
Pak! Andrew's head was placed beside Vian. She was very peaceful as if she could open her eyes in the next second. She sang with her sweet voice.
"I met you in an unexpected moment …"
The rain gradually stopped. Christina squatted on the ground, hugging Andy. Her eyes were numb from crying.
Andy looked at Tang Ling helplessly. He wanted to ask, Tang Ling, do you have a way to bring them back to life?
Orston sat in a daze while Amir's cold body lay beside him. Regardless, he could not bear to close his eyes.
Yu was stunned. He seemed to have lost his ability to speak again. Would he stutter again?
The crowd was silent.
The challenge had come to this point, and this was the result? A rascal from the First Reserved Camp had played a sad funeral song for his comrade in front of everyone.
"Ah, fireworks blossomed in the night sky. It's so sad …"
"Ah, the wind flows with time …"
He could not return to the past, could he? It was indeed a little sad.
"Do you want to continue?" One of the Purple Moon Warriors who had been waiting impatiently looked at Tang Ling with bloodshot eyes.
Tang Ling glanced at Andrew's head and shook his head.
"Then, I'll officially arrest Tang Ling. He's suspected of stealing an important resource of Safety Sector No. 17, the high cell repair agent. "As he spoke, the Purple Moon Warrior strode up the ring.
It was at that moment that Yu, who had been quiet all this while, dashed up and stood in front of Tang Ling. Then, Orston, Christina, Andy …
"Who dares? If you want to arrest Tang Ling today, you'll have to do it over my dead body. I'm Yu from the Yufeng family. " It was shameless of him to use his family's reputation, but what did it matter to use his family's reputation at a time like this?
Tang Ling had done so much for his dead comrade, so what reason did he have to not fight alongside him?
"I'm Orston from the Gordin family. I won't step aside. "Orston blocked Tang Ling's back.
"I'm Christina from the Braid family. Don't you dare take our comrade away." Christina blocked Tang Ling's left side.
"I'm Andy. I'm not a noble. I only have this life to protect my comrade. "Andy blocked Tang Ling's right side.
They surrounded Tang Ling tightly.
A group of people rushed to the arena in a hurry. Aber and Clyne sneered at him. One of them, who seemed to be very powerful, dashed through the crowd and entered the arena in the blink of an eye.
He grabbed Yu's shoulder and said loudly, "Yu, from today onwards, you'll leave the First Reserved Camp. This is the family's decision.
Orston, the Hope Barrier isn't a place for you to be willful, so you shouldn't stay here! Come back with me. This is the family's order. " Another person also dashed into the ring. He had the sun tattoo of the Gordin family on the left side of his neck.
"Tina, grandfather asked me to bring you back. He thinks a girl like you shouldn't grow up in the military camp. "At the same time, another man also walked into the ring and hugged Christina.
Andy was a little lost and helpless, but when he saw his mother, she ran over anxiously. "Andy, come down! Come down! I think you should go back and work with us. Don't be a warrior anymore! "
"No, uncle!" Yu wanted to struggle, but he was held down tightly by the man that he called uncle.
"Brother, you're insulting me! You're insulting me! Do you know that?" Orston argued, but the man that he called brother punched him to the ground.
"Please, I'm begging you, cousin, you can't …" Christina was in disbelief as she begged with tears streaming down her face. However, the man she called cousin only shook his head silently.
"Mom, mom, go back! Go back!" Andy squatted on the ground and cried.
"I'm begging you, son." Andy's mother knelt down in the ring. She was too scared to run to the ring.
They were called to the scene in an emergency, and the scene was a silent declaration of who the real owner of Safety Sector No. 17 was.
Everyone in the Fierce Dragon Squad might have feelings for Tang Ling, but their families did not. They still had to live and survive. They could not risk everything and go against the Agnes family just to protect Tang Ling.
Clyne whispered into Aber's ear, "Look, you don't even have to do something yourself. That's the benefit of power! You must know how to use it, understand? Use it! "
"Yes, Chief." Aber seemed to have forgotten the humiliation he suffered just now as a graceful smile reappeared on his face. Yes, so what if everyone knew that he was the culprit? Would anyone dare to say anything? Would anyone dare to stop him?
Tang Ling did not say anything. His mind was still replaying that song that would not go away.
He placed his hand on Yu's shoulder and said to Vian's body, "Say goodbye and leave."
"Tang Ling …" Yu turned around. Everyone looked at Tang Ling in disbelief.
Tang Ling took a deep breath and looked at the Purple Moon Warrior who was going to arrest him. "Do you mind if I say goodbye to my friend?"
"Then, I'll go with you." Tang Ling did not care at all. Being arrested was within his expectations.
He had yet to vent his deep-rooted hatred, so how could he leave just like that?
"Tang Ling!" Orston called out.
"Listen to me." Tang Ling pulled Andy up from the ground and said, "Let's say goodbye to Vian now."
Everyone in the Fierce Dragon Squad was rendered speechless. They could tell that Tang Ling's determination was unshakable.
Maybe because of his unshakable determination, the family members of the Fierce Dragon Squad let go of Andy's body. Andy's mother also stood up in tears.
The five of them stood side by side in the rain. They were not used to losing two people, but it did not matter. Christina hummed the song softly in the rain.
"I believe we'll meet again at the end of summer ten years later."
"Holding back my tears, saying goodbye with a smile."
"It's a little sad, but it's the best memory."
According to the customs of Safety Sector No. 17, the dead were miserable enough when they were still alive. Happiness was a distant dream in this era.
Therefore, when they left, there should be a gentle song to accompany them. Even if they did not know how to sing, they should at least hum a gentle tune. What else was more suitable than this song?
Although their hearts were filled with regret for Vian, they were also sad for Amir.
The song slowly ended. The five of them bowed in unison. "Goodbye, Vian."
"Goodbye, Amir."
Tang Ling straightened his body and looked at the Fierce Dragon Squad. "Bury them well. I'll come back to see them in ten years. "
"You …" The four of them looked at Tang Ling in unison.
"Don't forget." Tang Ling did not turn around. All he said was that as he walked to the Purple Moon Warrior. He extended his hands and a pair of handcuffs that he had somehow prepared was placed in the Purple Moon Warrior's hands. The Purple Moon Warrior then cuffed Tang Ling mercilessly.
Tang Ling slowly walked down the ring, but when he walked past the loudspeaker, he picked it up and looked at Aber.
"Won't you regret arresting me? Aber? "
"No, you won't regret it because you have always been a f * cking idiot! You even lost to Andrew in a game of chess. What right do you have to compete with me?
If I'm from the Agnes family, I'll think Andrew is more suitable to inherit the family, not a f * cking idiot like you who still needs the family to clean up your mess! Unfortunately, Andrew is dead. I killed him with my own hands. "
Tang Ling spoke quickly, but everyone heard him loud and clear. The series of stupid words made some of them want to laugh out loud.
Aber tried his best to hold it in. In the end, he shouted, "What are you waiting for? Take this thief away!"
Tang Ling chuckled coldly and followed the Purple Moon Warrior away. Unintentionally, he glanced over the Cliff of Hope.
On a hill some distance away from the battlefield ruins, Su Yao stretched his body and turned off the communication device. He then said to the man beside him, "Let's go. The show is over. Let's get to work. It's tonight."
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