Telegram中文设置-【林羽下山见三师姐】

大 day of the week, little boy! You see me today again, standing tall and proud on the battlefield. My powers are invincible, I'm not just a brute force warrior; I'm a master of the dark arts. And yet, as I approach the edge of death, my heart races with an unyielding resolve—this is something I can't escape.

But as soon as I step out of the shadows and venture into the open field, life gets familiar. The未婚妻 isn't exactly the most captivating figure I've seen this year. She's got a sharp wit and a dry laugh that make any crowd chuckle, but she's not your typical warrior warrior. She has her own agenda, and my heart races as I scan for potential obstacles—or perhaps just an unwelcome presence.

As we both stand at the edge of the battlefield, whispers begin to fill the air. Some of us are muttering about how we'd rather be with her than fight for our place in this world. Others are shouting at each other, accusing her of something I haven't seen yet. The未婚妻's words ring with a heavy sense of self-worth, and it's hard not to feel the tension between us.

Then comes the trio of师姐—二师姐 and 三师姐. They're all walking by me, their expressions unreadable but their presence immediately raises my blood pressure. What are you two doing? I ask them, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and regret. Their faces light up, and I'm left completely in the dark. None of them seem to know what happened, not even each other.

The未婚妻 steps closer, her arms wrapped around me like a shield. You're safe, little boy, she says, her voice low and threatening. I won't let you go! She points at the sky above as if to warn me about something I haven't noticed yet.

As we both stare down at the horizon, the air gets thick with anxiety. Each of us feels a weight that's heavier than anything I've ever felt. The未婚妻's words click in my brain like an old song—those words that made me cry when she said she didn't trust anyone. And then there was the sound of our mutual fear settling on us, a relentless pull that makes any muscle ache feel longer.

The battle continues as we move closer to the heart of the battlefield. The未婚妻's laughter becomes louder and more forceful, and I feel the weight of my own body pressing against it. She doesn't stop fighting; she attacks, her eyes glinting with an unspoken hunger for our connection. The air feels heavier now, and I reach out to touch her.

But as we both inch closer, something happens that changes everything. A spark forms between us, a moment of realization that nothing is as it seems. We're not just two warriors; we're brothers, each other's backup. And together, we feel the weight of this new world—of this place where love and power meet.

But then she pulls away, her laughter fading to a distant sound. You didn't know, she says, her voice broken with anger. That you'd be part of something bigger than your own. That you were just another person who should belong here.

The battle reaches its peak as we face each other again, this time in a way that feels impossible—a final confrontation between the two of us. But I'm not done yet.

And then, the unseen force begins to take root in our hearts. The air around me thickens with an unspoken demand—I can't escape her, she's here for me. She's part of this bigger family, and I'm losing myself. And that's it—she wants us all to feel that way.

As we both stand at the edge of the battlefield once more, the world seems to stop suddenly. The only thing left is my heart—a heavy, unyielding weight, a reminder of what can't be changed. But then I know something new: the未婚妻 isn't dead—she's alive in this moment, somewhere between us.

And she doesn't just talk about love anymore; she talks about strength. She tells us that power is never truly ours until we share it with those who need it most. And that's not a lie—it's the truth.

And then I saw her face as the battle raged on.