In the room, Fang Yang suddenly felt something and slowly opened his eyes, ending his night of Cultivate.
As he walked out of the room, he saw Na'er preparing to leave.
"Na'er, are you leaving?"
Fang Yang's voice was exceptionally clear in the quiet living room.
Na'er's figure paused, and she slowly turned around. Her silver long hair swayed gently with the movement.
She bit her lower lip, and a complex light flickered in her purple eyes: "Brother, I'm sorry, I..."
Fang Yang quickly walked up to her, noticing her slightly red eyes: "Aren't you going to say goodbye to Mom?"
"No," Na'er shook her head gently and took out a white envelope from her怀中, "Brother, I wrote a letter. After I leave, you and Mom can read it together."
With that, she handed the white envelope to Fang Yang.
Fang Yang took the envelope, and he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
Just as Na'er turned to push the door open and leave, Fang Yang quickly stepped forward and tightly embraced Na'er.
Na'er first stiffened, then slowly relaxed. She buried her face in her brother's shoulder and wrapped her arms around his back. Fang Yang could feel her shoulders trembling slightly.
"Na'er, do you really have to go?" Fang Yang asked in a low voice, with suppressed emotion in his tone.
Na'er didn't answer, just hugged him more tightly, as if to engrave this last warmth forever. A moment later, she gently broke free from the embrace, and as she stepped back, her eyes were already red.
"Brother, I'm leaving. You must take good care of yourself and Mom..."
Her voice choked for a moment, "And... don't forget Na'er."
After saying this, Na'er turned and left without looking back.
Fang Yang stood rooted to the spot, feeling a pang of sadness. He stood there blankly, clutching the envelope tightly in his hand, without moving for a long time.
After a long while, he numbly placed the envelope on the dining table and turned to walk back to his room with heavy steps.
The next morning, his mother, Lin Ximeng, woke up early as usual to prepare breakfast.
As she passed the dining table, she suddenly stopped, and the white envelope immediately caught her eye.
"This is... Na'er's letter?"
His mother, Lin Ximeng, picked up the envelope from the table, and her face changed drastically when she saw the signature.
The next moment, his mother, Lin Ximeng, rushed to Na'er's door and knocked urgently: "Na'er? Na'er!"
No one answered.
She pushed open the door; the neat bed was empty, and a few frequently worn clothes were missing from the wardrobe.
"Na'er is gone..."
Lin Ximeng's heart sank. She ran tremblingly to Fang Yang's room: "Yang! Yang!"
Fang Yang, who had been silent all night, calmly opened his door: "Mom, I'm here."
"Yang, Na'er, she..." Lin Ximeng's voice trembled.
Fang Yang said softly: "I know, Na'er already left last night..."
Lin Ximeng froze on the spot, then reacted a moment later: "You... you knew already?"
"Yes, Na'er left a letter."
Fang Yang nodded and pointed to the white envelope on the dining table.
Subsequently, the mother and son sat silently at the dining table. Lin Ximeng trembled as she opened the envelope. Na'er's delicate handwriting appeared on the white letter paper:
Dear Mom, Brother:
By the time you read this letter, I will have already left. My family has found me, and I must return to them.
I am going to a very, very distant place...
Brother, please don't come looking for me. I have something I must do.
I've been so, so happy living with you for the past three years.
I'm reluctant to leave you, but I must leave this place.
Brother, I will always remember the noodles you made for me, and I will always remember the delicious snacks you bought me.
Also, Brother, I hope you won't forget me.
—Your Na'er, who will always love you.
His mother, Lin Ximeng's, tears fell silently: "Na'er, how could you just leave like this..."
Fang Yang silently patted his mother, Lin Ximeng, his gaze fixed on the bright sunshine outside the window.
After a long while, Fang Yang spoke softly: "Mom, it's a good thing that Na'er found her real family. When we meet again in the future, we will definitely see an even better her."
"Mm..."
His mother, Lin Ximeng, wiped away her tears and forced a smile. As a mother, she understood that for Na'er, returning to her family was the best destination.
Fang Yang murmured: "Tang Wulin, Na'er has left. I have no intention of explaining right or wrong."
After Na'er left, he understood that from now on, Na'er was no longer the coquettish little sister in his memory, but the true Silver Dragon King!
Then, Fang Yang turned and walked to the window, a strange light flashing in his dark eyes.
Deep yellow flames danced in the depths of his pupils, dyeing his entire eyes a deep yellow flame.
"Na'er..."
At the same time, Na'er was not far away, looking at the home she had lived in for three years, her purple eyes filled with reluctance.
She whispered: "Gu Yue, I really... really want to continue staying with Brother."
Every little bit of the past three years had already left an indelible mark in her memory. Human emotions were far more profound and complex than she had imagined.
"Three years, is that not enough?"
Beside Na'er, there was a girl about her age. Although her appearance was not outstanding, she already showed a unique temperament, with a hint of indifference in her eyes.
In this era of technology, the core of humanity lies in Mecha and Battle Armor. With the continuous development of technology, there are even legendary God-Slaying Fixed Soul Guided Missiles!
Their Spirit Beasts were long unable to contend against humans. If they wanted the Spirit Beast race to rise, they could only control human forces.
Gu Yue looked at the Spirit Transfer Pagoda in the distance, a cold sneer appearing at the corner of her mouth.
She had seen through humans; conflict was human nature. Once there were no external enemies, internal strife would naturally arise.
Allies might not be necessary, but enemies were indispensable.
Gu Yue's plan was clear: "Control the Spirit Transfer Pagoda, this force established by the God of Emotion, Huo Yuhao, ten thousand years ago, with the purpose of helping Spirit Beasts."
Now, the Spirit Transfer Pagoda was corrupt, separated from the Tang Sect and Shrek, and they also held grudges, making it the best choice.
And Na'er's goal was the strongest academy in the human World—Shrek Academy. The strongest individuals of the current era were stationed there, and the prestige of the Sea God Pavilion Master deterred all sides.
"No, I want to be with them forever..." Na'er whispered, more like talking to herself.
Gu Yue frowned slightly, her voice cold: "This is my destiny, and it is your destiny. No one can escape their past, no one can escape their destiny."
She paused, "We... have no choice."
"You're right, we have no choice, but if you dare to hurt Brother..."
Na'er suddenly looked up, her voice turning cold, a silver light flashing in her eyes.
The air seemed to freeze in an instant.
Na'er's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable authority: "Gu Yue, don't forget, I am also the Silver Dragon King."
"He's noticed us, it's time to go." Gu Yue was silent for a moment, finally letting out a soft sigh.
Na'er took one last deep look at the familiar figure by the window.
"You don't need to tell me, I know."
The two figures gradually disappeared, with only Na'er's final whisper drifting on the wind: "Brother, if there's a chance, let's meet again at Shrek..."
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