Chino took another dagger from his waist and handed it to Shiro, then took her small hand and pressed the tip of the dagger against Phineas's face.

Chino: "His life is yours." ”

Bai held the dagger blankly, looking at Fei Ge for a while, and Chino for a while, a little overwhelmed.

Looking at such white, Chino hesitated for a moment.

He asked himself, what kind of answers would he like to see?

In most cases, the raw materials are first sent to the processing warehouse, and after several years of carving, they will "open the edge", move towards transformation, and finally survive the final trial of the law of the jungle and become a processor.

And if the progress is too fast like this, the impact on the spiritual level is absolutely devastating, and many high-quality raw materials are broken when they are carved and become waste.

Chino asked himself, he had never been exposed to this kind of thing when he was 6 years old, his first blade was 8 years old, and now he is asking for white with more than his own standards, is it really appropriate?

But he's about to go back to the Overworld, and he doesn't have time, so he has to teach Shiro this last lesson.

Help her. Chino thought to himself.

Chino took Shiro's hand and pressed it.

"Huh..."

Fei Ge kept screaming, instinctively clenching his fist at Chino, but was hit by a knee blow and was no longer able to resist.

The dagger swung again, and a messy red thread intertwined in the air, and Chino deliberately adjusted the angle of the wound, allowing the blood to spill on the white skin, red and white intertwined, and it was pitiful.

Gradually, Fei Ge stopped moving, and fell in front of Bai, who was covered in blood.

"Remember the touch." Chino said silently, "When you accept the carving, it will work better than anything else." ”

However, Bai still didn't react, if it weren't for the warm touch coming from her body, she would really be regarded as a doll with a broken thread.

Chino frowned: "White? ”

He waited for a long time, but Bai was motionless, and even his heart rate did not change.

Chino suddenly realized that it might be that Bai couldn't bear this scene and fell into a state of psychological collapse.

The blade broke.

For a while, Chino regretted it very much.

Is it still too much...

It's a shame.

The good raw materials are destroyed in their own hands, and the twists and turns in this are chaotic, and I am afraid that only Chino himself can taste it.

Chino closed his eyes and sighed softly.

Speechless.

Chino took the dagger back, scraped off the blood on Shiro's face, and wiped it carefully with water.

At least let her go cleaner. Chino thought to himself.

After washing her face, Chino walked up to her, the dagger against the major artery in her neck.

Just as he was about to kill Shiro and end her lonely and sad life, an accident happened.

The corners of the white lips suddenly raised, and the curve of the smile was like a ripple between the swaying petals of a flower, turning into the pure water dripping from the sea of dreams, which is a beauty that is difficult to describe in words.

The processor who pursues the highest art is struck by the beauty in front of him, and Chino freezes in place, staring blankly at the white smiling face, and he asks in distraction, "Why are you smiling?" ”

Bai blinked and typed, "That's how you laughed when you killed him just now." ”

The sight in front of him was vain and ethereal, time was fast and slow, it seemed that only a few seconds had passed, and it seemed that a thousand years had passed.

Amber and rose, Chino leaned over to the white ear, and his voice burned with a frenzy that had never been seen before: "You will be my sharpest blade." ”

...

Processing warehouse.

"Yo~ Nuobao, I haven't seen you for more than half a month, this child was raised so white and tender by you. Why don't you just stop being a processor, isn't it fragrant to be a full-time dad with a baby every day? "Chou Xi is playing with his white face, kneading it into various shapes.

Bai was a little impatient, but the person in front of her had a good relationship with Chino, and she could only resist the urge to bite and let him rub it around.

Chino was talking to the whip-bearer, and in order to avoid Shiro, they went to the corner.

Whipper: "You want her to join here?" ”

Chino: "Yes, it's been cut. ”

Whipper: "So early?!" ”

Chino: "But she doesn't know a lot of things yet, and she needs you to teach her." ”

Whipper: "I'm trained in all the ingredients here, and she'll be at a loss when she first comes in." I'm going to open a back door for her? ”

Chino: "No, normal training, no special treatment." ”

Whipper: "Got it, I'll do my best." I'll teach her everything I taught you back then, but I don't guarantee if she'll survive to the end. ”

"Hmm." Chino glanced at the clock, "It's almost time." I installed a locator in my car, and half an hour later, I asked people to follow the locator to find the car. ”

The whip bearer nodded, not asking more.

Chino walked up to Bai and led her out: "Let's go, there's one last gift for you." ”

The thief head and thief brain followed behind: "Gift? Nuobao, is there a share of mine? Ay! Don't go! Just give a few hundred million, I'm not too little! ”

It was already late at night, and Maybach drove out of the warehouse, dressed in night and stars, and drove into the wilderness of the suburbs.

The starlight and moonlight are intertwined in the night sky, and they appear from one side of the world to the other, as if a brilliant palace has been built on the sky, quietly shining on the city.

Shiro poked his head out of the car window and looked around, not knowing what gifts would be here.

"White, look up." Chino smiled mysteriously and took out his phone to send a message.

Bai raised her head and looked up at the endless night sky, the moonlight falling on her like an elf dancing, splashing pure white light.

The fireworks rose from the horizon into the sky, sometimes splashing dark golden rain, sometimes turning into blazing streamers, the sky was as bright as day, like countless stardust rushing to the face, and quickly withered, a gorgeous curtain call.

Fireworks were fired one after another, and the clouds in the night were dyed with fireworks, blooming with brilliant light, leaving a temporary trace of the canopy, like a sea of stars flowing rapidly outside the astronaut's window.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain.

Bai stared at the sky with a longing light in her eyes, immersed in the fairy tale world that Chino had built for her.

The fireworks lasted for more than 20 minutes, and when the last round of fireworks ended, the car stereo also heard a tactful singing:

Don't ask me where I'm from,

My hometown is far away.

Why wandering,

Wandering far away,

Stray.

For the birds that fly in the sky...

...

Bai closed his eyes and listened to the singing, as if turning into a ubiquitous quantum ghost, floating in the vast world, hiding in the afterglow of the sunset, wandering in the turbulent stream, shuttling through the bright city, burning to ashes, immortal in the earth, in the wind, in the rain...

The fireworks fade away, the singing settles, and the vast suburbs are like a pure land on earth.

Shiro opened his eyes and suddenly looked back at Chino.

The familiar figure had vanished, and only the light was reflected in her eyes.

Shiro looked up at the deep space of the universe without people, looked up at the night and the stars, and waited lonely, waiting for someone who had disappeared and would reappear out of nowhere.