After being patted twice by Tang Bing, Fang Ran, who was still kneeling over there, "holding the soil",

Finally, although there were a lot of contradictions at the beginning, but in the training and battle, I slowly became fetters with my partners, and agreed that Koshien won the championship, but recovered from the similar frustration of defeat.

After accepting the fact that Fang Xiaoran also lived here and his good days in the hut were over,

He just got up very melancholy and came to Tang Bing's side.

"What are you doing, gourd, you just couldn't understand it, but now people are more energetic when they leave."

"Isn't it all because of learning.... I was kept by Sister Xia Yao... why am I... the opponent... and Xiao Ran... that kind of big beauty lives... and it's okay. .. why just be wary of me... even my sister... beast... senior, you... sister control..."

"Gourd, what are you talking about there?"

"Senior, you scumbag."

Seeing Tang Bing turned his head around, blushing and whispering, he didn't know what he was muttering.

This time even Fang Ran didn't hear the question clearly, and then he rolled his eyes speechlessly in anger at the condensed answer he got in the next second.

"So, what did you tell me just now?"

"Photos! These two photos, eh...Senior, you look pretty in a suit..."

With a dissatisfied look in his cheeks, Tang Bing asked him again emphatically, watching the group photo of Fang Ran, Meng Lang, and Gou Yu in the Ye Se Mingzhu group, and exaggerated slightly.

Then I suddenly remembered the dance before jumping off the Eiffel Tower, and quietly looked away uncomfortably.

"Well...what's this about, uh...wow, who are these people, why are they so handsome, celebrities gathering..."

I didn’t notice Tang Bing’s slightly flustered stammer at the beginning, and then the whispered exclamation, being mentioned by her.

Fang Ran also looked at the two photos he had always placed there.

Dive into the night when the Pearl of the Night wore a formal suit for the first time, and the night club on the top of the city after the hot night, the second night of the night club party,

His gaze was suddenly lost, and the feeling of nostalgia surged.

Summer vacation, it feels like a long time has passed...

"This,"

Fang Ran sighed softly, then opened the glass cabinet door on that first floor, picked up the photo frame of the people in the night game, and looked at Ye Sheng, Hualing, Suqun, Resuscitation...

And the ‘one’ himself by the corner pool, explained with a chuckle:

"Photos of the most precious memories in life."

"Oh...."

Hearing his surprisingly serious answer, Tang Bing watched him stretch out in a low voice in surprise, then his eyes were curious and joyful, and he pointed to the middle position and asked:

"Nah! Senpai, who is this silver-haired person, so beautiful, it's not like a real person."

"A troublesome guy who loves to let herself go, and she is a real person now..."

"Ah, what real person? Is the level of cultivation?"

Tang Bing looked at Fang Ran with a strange expression of ‘senior, what are you talking about’, and then whispered silently:

"Speaking of which there are only two most precious photos for souvenirs, senior, did you have a miserable life in your life..."

"Rurusay."

He returned his mouth blankly and without fluctuation, but when she said that, Fang Ran did notice the incident.

The so-called photos are the ones that keep the memories that you don't want to forget in your life before they appear in this world.

Putting the photo frame on his hand back to its original position, Fang Ran looked at the layer where there were only two photos, which really seemed to be out of space. After thinking about it, he took out the Nuo’s house and searched for the album.

Then his chest shone slightly, and a picture frame with a new photo appeared in his hand.

"Wow!"

It is incredible that he can even directly change the photo. After Fang Ran arranged it, Tang Bing saw that the picture frame was...

Under the blue and clear sky, you can't see the marginal golden wheat fields at a glance,

The undulating wheat waves make people feel the light and comfortable wind in the photo.

The center of these beautiful gatherings is Fang Ran, who is holding the reins in one hand on a carriage, and the young girl sleeping in his arms can’t see her face.

But the light gold is soft.

"Mosimosi, police? Someone here may be suspected of abducting and selling underages..."

"Take you a big head..."

"?(≧Д≦*)? Ah! Stay! Senior, you hit me on the head! You hit me on the head again!"

Ignoring this one who is playing with his own inexplicable teasing gourd, I just looked at this photo of traveling a century ago, a precious memorable photo,

Maybe I should put it here earlier.

Speaking of which, the young master also sent one...

"The senior, senior, how about this one?"

Flipping through the group news records of the night game, Fang Ran suddenly saw Tang Bing, who was energetic, taking out his cell phone, and slurping out a photo right in front of his face, exclaiming excitedly:

"? (?????☆) I think my shots are great!"

Fang Ran, who had just found another photo, turned her gaze to see what weird thing she had taken again, and then her eyes were taken aback when she saw it.

The picture on the phone screen is,

In the hotel courtyard on the hillside, Tang Bing, who was blinking at the camera with scissors hands, and himself with a piece of French stick in his mouth beside the big wooden table, and Osphia and Klim who just happened to see them.

The shooting direction and angle just covered the dense starry night sky,

And a French village lit up like a river of lights on the hillside.

"Well, this time I would like to thank Hulu for your photography skills..."

It was like a picture of a surprise gift, so Fang Ran couldn't help but pick up the corner of his mouth, and then said this kind of thing a little ‘toughly’

His chest lit up again, and two more pictures appeared in his hands.

"Eh? Is there another one? Give me Kangkang, give me Kangkang!"

"Know, know, don't grab it, don't post it!"

Holding up another photo in her hand, Fang Ran looked helplessly at the girl in front of her who wanted to grab her hand like a cat, and then put the two photos on the cabinet.

With curiosity gleaming in his eyes, Tang Bing saw that it was a different photo from the others.

There is no beautiful scenery, but a ruined city background, like a scene of a natural disaster passing by, the first thing that comes out is the feeling of aftermath.

Then in the center of the photo,

In the afterglow of the sunset, Fang Ran's exhausted figure leaning on a wreck,

There is a relaxed smile on the blood-stained face, watching the happy figure surrounded by everyone at the night game...

"There is an atmosphere like finally defeating the big dark boss, finally winning."

"Is it?"

Listening to Tang Bing's brisk guessing, Fang Ran answered with a chuckle with an upturned mouth.

This was the photo shared by the young master in the group during the chat that afternoon. The artificial serial number passed overwhelmingly in despair. This is the first national victory since the establishment of this generation of night games.

The joy of everyone at that moment is frozen in this photo,

As a memorial and proof of the end of the journey.

"Although there are only five cards, it's still a little bit less, but, well, given the seniors, you are a rare player."

Hearing this sentence, my thoughts were surging,

At night on the island, the aurora seen in the North Pole, the gagged figure in the disaster city, the side face in the concert light on the rooftop that night,

There is also a scene where a dying redemption is encountered.

Looking at all the photos on the top of the cabinet shelf, Fang Ran realized that he seemed to have too many memorable moments, which were not preserved.

"Let's take more pictures later."

Then at this moment, I heard Tang Bing’s cheerful and energetic voice, and her eyes reflected the sunny smiling face that she raised to herself.

Slightly stupefied,

Although I want to watch everything now, I am still very happy to live with the girl in front of me.

Obviously it has been a long time since school started, but I feel that now is the beginning of this semester.

Fang Ran looked at the photo in front of her with her, and agreed with a soft smile.

"Well, I will take more pictures later."

...

"So arranging that girl to live here, what do you think, Xiaoxiao or?"

In the empty room downstairs, all the sundries were stored, Meng Lang leaned against the door with his arms folded, watching Gou Yu who was inspecting the house and making a sound.

"What do you think?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid, although I don't know what's going on, but that girl should like my brother,"

"Add opponents to Sister Xia Yao, so that Sister Xiaoran must live here."

Seeing Gou Yu's answer with a smile to himself, Meng Lang said directly about his broken forehead, and then stared at him with suspicion, speechlessly:

"Small or are you thinking about stocks, right?"

Brother Meng, what are you talking about...

With a helpless smile, he raised his head and looked at the direction of the living room on the ceiling, and then thought of the simulated night where everything ended.

Gou Yu smiled softly at the scene he saw.

"No, I just want the captain to find the girl he likes."

The white Jaguar is speeding on the night-colored highway in the capital, and the air flows in from the car window that opens a gap, blowing the tips of the hair.

Holding the steering wheel, Ming Ling sighed softly with a headache.

"I said, Xiaoyao, if I guessed correctly, the girl seems to like Fang Ran that stinky boy too....Tsk, damn, that sweetheart..."

Listening to Ming Ling's words, Xia Yao put his face on the side of the car door with his hands, and answered in a daze when he looked at the night of the capital outside the window.

"Well, it looks like it is."

After all, the younger brother is very handsome...

But this can only be said to be a careless answer to my girlfriend, feeling that he is more anxious than the person involved, and Mingling speaks silently:

"Rival in love, she is your rival in love, staring at your baby boy, Xiaoyao, do you have a good spirit! You don't want her to live in, right?"

"I don't want to."

Without hesitation, Xia Yao still wanted to see the scene in the kitchen.

I want me to be the only girl living next to my younger brother...

"Then why don't you... Didn't you say that Xiao Xiao or asked your opinion before, just express your reluctance a little bit..."

"Because... it seems too stingy to do that..."

Looking gratefully at the girlfriend who was worrying about her, Xia Yao smiled at Mingling, then lowered her eyes and answered softly:

"I'm afraid that my junior will hate me."

But sure enough... still a little bit jealous...

I was dumb for a second when I heard the answer in this TV series, knowing that she was really hopeless.

Ming Ling completely gave up other persuasion, and had no choice but to support her by stepping on the accelerator and accelerating, so that she could return to the stinky boy she was thinking of as soon as possible.

At the same time ~lightnovelpub.net~, Fang Xiaoran, who was walking alone on the campus of Beijing University, looked up at the night sky, thinking about the abrupt statement that he had to live in.

Is it clear that compared to Xia Yao, that girl is the type that Fang Ran likes more,

It's still simple because he has been walking for too long this time, and the loneliness that feels like he can't keep up with him is quietly causing trouble...

Moshuilinlang’s manor is still a dreamy room like that little princess,

It took two full days yesterday and today to finally sort out the thoughts of the deer's chaos, Shui Lianxin held the big pillow in his arms,

Feeling like a careful and cherished memory, let out a low voice of surprise.

"Eh... Eh..."

Then the glass-like eyes gradually brightened...

At the end of the day’s work in the office of the night bureau building, the desk also has two pictures of the night bureau meeting and the victory in the national war.

When Ye Sheng got up, he accidentally knocked the small bookshelf beside him and looked at the photo that fell out of the page.

The night sky filled the sky with fireworks illuminating the Dongjiang River, and the ink-colored eyes were fascinated for a moment.

The pale face with a vaguely crazily coquettish smile, holding the huge staff of black crystal, the pitch black of the scary dolls gleaming in the darkness,

In the darkness of not knowing where,

The figure of the witch in black dress chased the mysterious existence of silver hair and black eyes.

With the nearly 100-meter giant mecha ‘You Night’ as the core, the depths of the underground base where countless machines operate in an orderly manner, there is no longer a closed compartment that no one has permission to enter.

Inside the cylindrical biological cabin with a light blonde long-haired girl dormant,

Bubbles appear in the slightly blue liquid...

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