The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

Although the face is covered with a tulle that no strangers can enter.

However, Su Shu knew best how much she was crying at this moment.

As usual.

She was crying, it was so ugly

Morgan Le Fay.

The name that this opening wants to call out.

Contains life, brewing desire.

Manifesting his own sinfulness, soaking his own soul.

The moment the witch appeared before her eyes.

Su Shu was already, instantly aware of her whole process.

Time frozen in amber, embers in ruined firewood.

The death of Alvin Pendragon.

Let the witch named Morgan Le Fay live in the rest of her life named Pain.

Countless times in the embrace of hope.

Countless times watching the fireworks fade away.

She was knocked down repeatedly by despair, but she never gave up.

Su Shu could imagine what kind of lonely figure she was staggering in that dark and lightless field.

Just like that, sadly, sadly, spent half a million suns rising and moons falling in pursuit of that illusory vision.

the pain of parting like that

He obviously didn't want her to bear it——

This is the crime called "Alvin Pendragon".

Also named "Su Shu", unforgivably cruel.

A witch named "Morgan Le Fay".

I have been spurned all my life, and I have been avoided all my life.

Only him.

Became her only light.

Even the black sun.

That was her sun too.

then.

She took her own steps towards the dark sunlight.

Her firmness.

her decision.

There is no doubt about that that cannot be denied.

That kind of contempt for fate, the fury that almost crushes everything——

The idea called "hope" wrapped her around, and what drove her to move forward on this path of Shura was not bones or muscles, but thoroughness.

Thus, spanning 500 years.

She reached out her hands and gently stroked his face.

She caught her own light.

However, face to face

When I saw the person in front of me.

Another strong mask.

Then cover up your deep self-defense.

The aura that rejects people for thousands of miles and does not allow strangers to enter.

They were also taken off.Withdrew.faded away.

only left with.

A more plump arc.

Hotter temperatures.

And those blue lakes, rippling and rippling, just overflowed and let out an unstoppable tide.

"sorry."

The black-haired young man leaned against the witch's forehead and looked into her blue eyes.

With the raised fingertips, he gently wiped away the unceasing tears for her.

Those bead curtains are still pouring down in strings.

But this time.

His hands will no longer be broken.

"I don't really want to break up with you."

Su Shu said in a low voice.

"But in that situation, for the sake of my father's behest, for the sake of Britain, and for the sake of everyone on this island, I have no other choice."

talking.

The black-haired youth showed a bitter smile.

"——No, this is actually just an excuse.

"I just want to avenge him willfully."

"I know."

"What I left to you, my heart, is not that I want you to remember my will, but that I want you to break free from it."

He was obviously wiping away the tears for her.

Such white fingertips gently wiped his eye sockets.

"It's not about responsibility, it's not about the island, that is my most pure and pure heart, so I give it to you, the most pure and pure heart"

"I know too."

"It's not that I don't want to tell you the truth. It's just that the time span is too far away, such an incredible thing. I don't know how to speak."

That's right.

Su Shu has never been immersed in the joy of Alvin.

Such delicate, broken things.

It's like a dream that I never want to wake up from.

"If you have to endure 500 years of loneliness, such a long time that your heart is withered, a wayward guy like me has no right to ask you to wait"

Actually, it's just an excuse

The real point is-

his witch.

The man she was chasing.

Not Alvin.

"Alvin Pendragon".

In fact, it is just a part of the "Su tree".

Something like this.

Be called

It's extremely insulting, and it's also extremely cruel.

and so.

Su Shu despicably tried to hide this secret in his heart.

he thinks.

I am really a villain, out and out.

The self who burned his soul and ignited the original fire has given up hope of living peacefully with her.

What are the qualifications.

Asked her to wait alone for herself, 500 years

however

Face yourself so despicable.

Face yourself so cruelly.

The witch just held the face of the black-haired youth.

He gave him, as always, such a gentle and strong response.

"—I know it all."

"I"

In the throbbing of Gray's heartbeat.

Under the dazed eyes of Aoqi Chengzi.

In the sighing smoke exhaled by Webb Velvet—

The extremely soft lips in memory directly sealed Su Shu's pale and powerless words.

At this moment.

All words seem so superfluous.

Just like the old days 500 years ago.

every night.

every morning.

In the witness of twilight and moonlight every day.

They will only vent their feelings directly and directly.

Addicted.

Indulging in each other forgetfully.

The clear springs and water flows that seem to meet each other seem to be intertwined and melted together, exchanging the rhythm of the heartbeat and the temperature of the skin.

The addictive kiss finally separated.

Su Shu gently squeezed her palm.

"Your hands are as cold as ever, my wife."

Say the word.

Let Gray's expression become a little dazed and stagnant.

"Brother"

In the whisper of the silver-haired girl.

The witch took the initiative to stick up to him, stroking his cheek.