Net King: Edogawa Sakuraichi

Chapter 761 Yan Returns to the Nest

Taking a deep breath, Lang suppressed the discomfort in his heart, "Yeah, she just wants to be free, simple freedom, we have restrained her for so many years, can't we give her freedom?
Struggles, struggles, you fight against each other, you fight against each other, you are in the dark, the hail of bullets on the battlefield, the map machinery in the cabin, the monotonous life, the tense rhythm, she has never been exposed to the life outside.We can't break free, but why can't we give her some space! ! ! "

Facing the emotionally agitated Lang, Xun fell silent, for the first time.

They were branded with the stigma of death in battle from birth, and with the passage of time and the enhancement of their abilities, such a stigma has been transformed into a responsibility. People who have not participated in those life-and-death battles will never understand the shackles on their shoulders How heavy it is.

Freedom, what a luxurious word, he also wants, but he can't.

As a man, he couldn't abandon the heavy burden given by the country, couldn't throw away the responsibilities on his shoulders, and couldn't let the enemy wreak havoc on the land, so he didn't even dare to think about 'freedom'.

Similarly, Chen can't either. The gender is different, but the responsibilities are the same. The freedom she pursues must step on the lives of billions of human beings to move forward, so he doesn't allow it.

"Wait for me in the interrogation room," Yan said coldly, completely unmoved by Lang's words, "Don't do unnecessary things."

Lang closed his eyes tightly, trying to calm down his chaotic emotions. After a long time, he opened his eyes, turned around and left, but stopped after taking two steps, "I'm afraid...you will never understand Chen's eyes."

"Really," Yan said shallowly, looking at Lang Qianxing's back, his brows and eyes lightly closed, "I will pick her up the day after tomorrow."

Lang paused, did not answer his words, and then strode towards the interrogation room.

Shasha~
The summer breeze is blowing, the cool air is humid, the sun is pouring down like gauze, the sound of tiny insects is intermittent, the flowers are trembling slightly, almost motionless, while the leaves are flipping briskly, dark green and light green, swaying and vivid posture.The mellow local flavor is erratic, which makes people feel more sleepy unconsciously.

The young man stood still, raised his head, looked at the tree in front of him and stood silently, under the sun, Kazuki's tranquility, woven and woven by the sound as delicate as bubbles and as dense as tulle, enveloped the girl's body , plain white color, fresh and elegant, icy blue pupils trembling uncontrollably, finally, I found...

As if feeling something, the girl turned her head slowly. Those dark red eyes were lonely and cold, like a wolf walking alone in the boundless wilderness, facing the stern cold wind and the long yellow sand, clenched tightly. With cold teeth moving forward, his strength and indifference are shocking.

The young man looked up, slowly opened his hands, his thin lips slightly raised, the leaves slipped down at this moment, at the moment when he was smiling, accompanied by a gentle voice, "Sakura... the swallows should return home."

The girl was silent, with a flat expression, no sadness, no joy, no waves or movements, her eyes were cold and deep, as if she had gone through life and death and didn't trust anyone.

The young man still smiled gently, opening his arms without moving, waiting for his lover to return.

Time, walking minute by minute, kept walking, the wind stopped, the surroundings were also silent, the sky and the earth seemed to be still, and everything disappeared without a trace.

They all seemed to be looking forward to it, but the girl still didn't seem to move. Even the wind seemed disappointed. Suddenly, a faint curve gradually emerged from the corner of the girl's mouth, with a subtle gentleness, and a smile blended into her eyes.

The branch trembled, and the girl jumped into the boy's arms. The green leaves fell quietly and fell on her head, and she could hardly feel it on her body.

There is only a wave of freshness rushing towards the face, as if it has surpassed a lot of dust and mania, purifying the soul.

Feeling each other's warmth, the boy buried his head on top of her head, greedily breathing in her unique fragrance, his whole heart was trembling.

Sakura one,

You in this life can only come into my arms, or let me live in your heart.

Silence, love, silence, joy...

"Sakura, come home with me."

(End of this chapter)