"Well, I don't deny Su Mingan's idea." Phoenix said: "We are just... tired of the endless repetition."
"Repeat?" Qin Si leaned forward. "What do you mean by repeat? How much do you know?"
"Hehe..." Phoenix smiled but did not explain.
He gently took out a bunch of bright red flowers.
Su Mingan, who was witnessing this memory, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
——This is a bunch of Lycoris radiata.
The bright red Lycoris radiata is delicately tied with wrapping paper, with transparent ribbons flying in the air, and the name of the flower shop is written on the corner of the ribbons.
This looked like just an ordinary bouquet of flowers, and Su Mingan was sure that he had never seen such a thing before.
But for some reason, when he saw the bouquet of flowers, he seemed to be standing on a golden beach with crashing waves, looking at the waves overlapping each other and washing away his messy footprints again and again.
——He was sure that he had seen it at some point.
Phoenix held the bouquet of flowers, suddenly raised his head and smiled towards the air.
But from Su Mingan's perspective as a bystander, it was as if Phoenix was smiling at him in this memory.
The blond boy opened his lips and slowly said a few words:
"xxx, xxxx?"
…
My ears suddenly ring, as if my brain is overloaded and can't understand the tones.
The buzzing sound continued for a while, and only then did the sound change from intonation to clear words in Su Mingan's ears -
"Su Mingan."
"Are you watching?"
…
…
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Su Mingan's lips, which grew bigger and bigger.
“Haha…hahaha…hahaha…”
His first reaction was not fear or panic, but joy, like a child seeing something new.
Sure enough, it was not that simple. Noel's plan was not that simple. Noel had expected that Su Mingan would kill him to watch this memory, so he deliberately buried this conversation. As for the bunch of Lycoris radiata, Su Mingan didn't know why he felt familiar with it, but he guessed that there was probably a horrible truth behind it. It was so horrible that people were even reluctant to reveal it.
"Noel, what you pursue is 'freedom', not 'perfection'. But I am just the opposite of you. I still think 'perfection' is better. What should you do?" Su Ming'an thought.
Suddenly, in this memory, Noel Ajinni, who was acting as the "camera", raised her head and seemed to see Su Mingan who was watching the memory.
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