Thriller Trainee - Chapter 246

The days passed slowly, and Christmas finally arrived as promised.

There are lights and colorful lights everywhere, Christmas trees with colorful lights are arranged on the corners of the street, and Christmas carols are circulated in the shopping malls over and over again.

Christmas this year seems to be extraordinarily cold, and it looks like it’s going to snow.

However, the city where the high-end apartment is located is near the sea, and the dimension is not high. It is really difficult to snow.

Zong Jiu woke up very early. Before dawn, he opened his eyes, knocked off the hands of the demon on him, stepped on the carpet and walked to the cloakroom.

It’s too cold in winter, so the heating in the apartment is generally turned on the highest. As long as you don’t go out, you can wear short sleeves indoors. But in fact, this temperature is not what Zong Jiu feels, but some people are too cold, and they like to get around other people. They are so annoying. Finally, for the sake of his own health, Zong Jiu had to keep his face black and heat the heater. Open to the maximum.

After I changed my clothes and washed, it was almost light up.

The magician took coffee from under the coffee machine, took out the browned bread slices in the toaster, smeared a thick layer of tomato sauce, and stood at the table, preparing to tie his hair.

In the next second, the scarred hand wiped his fingertips, skillfully took the rubber band from the white-haired young man’s hand, and gathered up his long silver-white hair that was scattered like moonlight.

The man was standing lazily behind him, manipulating the shadows to help the magician massage his waist, while combing his five fingers into a comb, holding the hair in his hand.

Zong Jiu didn’t make any movements, letting the other party comb his hair, but his eyes were still sober.

He put the plate back in the kitchen, picked up a thick cashmere scarf, put on a mask and sunglasses, “Let’s go.”

If you put it in previous years, the city where Zongjiu’s apartment is located is far away from the small city where the old church is located. Every time I had to book a room in a hotel in a small town a few days in advance and rush there by plane.

But now there is no need, there is a person like the devil, who only needs to travel through the shadows to reach it easily, which greatly saves the time spent on the road.

The black-haired demon snorted and clasped his hand with his backhand.

In the next second, the shadows cruising around the room pierced from the ground, creating a continuous flow of indeterminate dome curtains in front of them, with no end in sight.

The feeling of falling into the shadows is not Zong Jiu’s first taste. Not long ago, he was forced to experience the feeling of being surrounded by shadows after losing a bet with the devil.

For humans, this alien space is undoubtedly very cold and dark, with no light coming out.

Because these shadows are constantly flowing, even if Zong Jiu has excellent night vision ability, he can’t get a glimpse of this space.

He can only be walked by the devil holding hands.

Zong Jiu didn’t realize that, for him, putting himself in a range beyond his control was actually an expression of trust. There are always things that change subtly.

Not long after he left, he suddenly became clear.

They appeared in a narrow and dark alley.

“Snowing.”

Suddenly exposed to the air of a few degrees below zero from the warm room, the magician couldn’t help tightening the scarf around his neck, and a layer of white mist appeared around the mask.

There is thick snow on the ground, without any traces of footprints, softly as if stepping on the clouds.

The town was surprisingly quiet, and only the sound of the church bell in the distance could be heard, echoing empty in the sky.

The belief in Christmas is very strong. For this city where Zong lived when he was nine years old, people here generally have beliefs. Once there is a holiday for seven days, no one can be seen on the street. The doors of every house are closed and the shops are closed.

But the coastal city where Zongjiu Apartment is located is different. It’s the Spring Festival and there is no Christmas at all, so what should everyone do, and don’t care at all.

Halfway through, Zong Jiu suddenly remembered something.

He forgot to buy flowers.

The old nun liked flowers very much, so every time Zong Jiu came back, Zong Jiu would bring a bunch of flowers. Usually the hotel prepares for him. This time through the quick shadow travel, he won’t remember it for a while.

No way, Zong Jiu can only stroll around this street, looking forward to finding a flower shop that hasn’t closed yet.

Fortunately, there is one and only one on the corner of the street, which is just an accessory shop.

This small city can also be regarded as a major tourism development city, with many local characteristic accessories. On weekdays, various small shops are distributed around the old alleys. There are many kinds of shops. They sell everything, including handmade crafts and contemporary ones. Witchcraft souvenirs.

The clerk standing at the door glanced at their interlocking hands, and immediately smiled enthusiastically.

“Merry Christmas! Would you like to give your lover a ring of our local flowers?”

Zong Jiu: “…”

This is the second time. The last time was the little girl who sold roses more than half a year ago.

In the dark-haired demon chuckling happily on his side, the magician quickly let go of the hand that he had forgotten to let go as quickly as he wanted to cover up, and vetoed, “No, I would take the liberty to ask. May I ask if you have fresh Flowers? I just need to buy some flowers.”

“Yes, please come in with me.”

The clerk looked at them with regret. Although both of them brought sunglasses and masks, looking at their stature and atmosphere, they knew that they were a perfect pair.

The rings in the store are not like the dazzling array of precious metals in the jewelry store, but they are warm.

A small rose is carefully carved on the ring entwined with bronze vines.

After helping the magician to wrap a bunch of white lilies, the clerk still had some regrets.

“Do you really want to buy a ring? We have an ancient romantic legend. As long as you wear a flower ring for your lover at midnight, you can live forever.”

“Thank you for your kindness, we really don’t need it.”

Zong Jiu politely refused, glaring at the demon who couldn’t hide the happy expression even with the mask, and walked straight out of the shop.

They walked along the road, and at the end was the old church.

Even though ten years have passed, this place is still the same as Zong Jiu’s memory, with gray walls and white roofs.

In winter, those fat pigeons don’t know where they are flying. It may be that Zong Jiulai’s time is not right. A Christmas event has just been completed here, and the snow on the stone road at the door has been trampled into ice.

The world is very quiet, and the snow is heavy again, and it is flying up and down like catkins, and you can’t see the end.

Zong Jiu never thought that one day he would bring another person here.

Unbelievable, extremely absurd, I didn’t even dare to think about it in the past.

“and many more.”

The white-haired magician stopped and smiled.

Under the reflection of sunlight and white snow, he seemed to merge with the snow scene behind him.

“A devil enters the church. It doesn’t seem very good, doesn’t it?”

It’s rare for the devil to be choked.

As the saying goes, one lie will be rounded up with a thousand lies.

In order to express his weakness after losing his magical power, the devil made up a lot of nonsense, so he coaxed the young and tender little magician into bed. I’m all right now, and I shot myself in the foot.

“Of course, my dear, I will wait for you outside.”

He smiled with a sweet and greasy smile, “Don’t let me wait too long. The breath of Christmas and being close to the church will aggravate my magic loss. If the magic loss is too much, I will love you too, baby. “

Zong Jiu: “…”

The devil consumes too much mana, but it is him who should be distressed. Is this reasonable?

The white-haired magician snorted and walked into the church without looking back.

But at the moment he stepped into the church, the expression on his face disappeared for a moment, and it became completely unwavering.

At this moment, he didn’t seem to see the vigorous little magician in him. On the contrary, he was more like a young magician who had experienced years of abyssal despair and experienced life-and-death struggles in that endless loop of thriller trainee competitions. Shadow.

There are too many things that time can change, from the initial alert to the current familiarity. I don’t know when, the magician who has become accustomed to being alone and hated being disturbed by others has passed by for a long time in the days when there is one more person.

With the passage of time, his memory is gradually unblocking.

As of now, Zong Jiu has almost been able to analyze from those memory fragments that 70% of this guy is not a devil from **** at all. It is estimated that nine of the ten sentences that made up the devil were coaxing him.

It’s hard to make people’s fists hard.

After all, I just picked up a few pieces of memory. In the face of what their relationship was, why did Zong Jiu’s lost memory still find nothing after Zong Jiu completely stroked his memory line? What is his purpose… . With such questions, Zong Jiu is still at a loss.

But soon.

Zong Jiu had a hunch, he only needs an opportunity, waiting for a coincidence to come, those dusty things, whether it is memory or the past, will all be returned to him.

Zong Jiu doesn’t like being concealed, he likes to keep everything in his palm.

In other words, this kind of days that are too calm, without waves, are like mirror flowers, and people know the falsehood, which will be shattered with the touch of it.

It is precisely because of this that Zong Jiu insists on coming here, and he needs to verify a guess in his heart.

Then, completely retrieve his memory.

……

After the magician’s figure disappeared at the door of the church, the demon withdrew his sight.

The smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and he became bored.

Almost a year.

This copy is almost a year old.

But in fact, the time flow rate of the infinite loop in the copy is not the same as that of the outside world. No matter how long the time inside, it will still be at most a few hours after going out.

Such a comfortable life is even more incredible for the devil, and it can even be called a novel experience that has never been experienced before.

In the past, only human nature, blood and death could interest him. But now, the magician has become his eternal source of fun, and he is not tired of it.

The devil looked around aimlessly, and his gaze fell on the jewelry store again.

There, a scarlet rose was wrapped around the dark green vines, preserved and fixed on the red velvet cloth in an unknown way, like a cursed beast rose, and like the one that never withered on planet B612.

what is love?

Should the devil understand? The devil doesn’t understand, let alone understand.

He thought, even if he knew it well, he would never say it.

If the magician guesses one day, treat it as a surprise.