"I said, I don't need a hero."
The military female stared coldly with a pair of foggy blue eyes, and her aura was frightening.
"Yeah, let's go out to eat."
He frowned impatiently,
"I said, I don't need..."
The male just held his head and laughed lazily, not listening to anything.
…
…
The corners of clothes were rustling in the strong wind, and the clouds were dark and sharp.
The military female watched Cyril jump off the tall building lightly, like a beautiful butterfly.
He rushed forward like crazy, and the indifference shattered into thin snow, piece by piece, crystal clear.
…
"Don't be afraid, okay? This is actually a little hobby of mine..."
"I'm not afraid"
"You know I'm going to be okay, forever, okay? Forever."
"... Okay."
He fell into the orange sea from the beginning, didn't he?
Intention: Love is another life