Vanishing+Angel

In the empty desert, a sandstorm hits quickly not far away. The sky roars and the hurricane slowly leads to the ground. A huge tornado looks particularly eye-catching in this barren desert. After a burst of lightning and thunder, the tornado faces The sandstorm left.

A young man in steam age clothes covered half of his face with goggles and a triangular scarf, squinting his eyes to watch the duel between Sandstorm and Tornado. For a moment, he saw a reflective point, like the reflection of glass or the reflection of metal.

'what. The boy asked in his heart, suddenly heard a frequent roar, and the sandstorm disappeared into the horizon.

"The sandstorm...disappeared?" The young man couldn't help but exclaimed, the tornado just knocked the sandstorm back?How is it possible, who has such great power.He stood up, put his luggage on his back and walked forward. After walking for a long time, he found a small village, "The light just now...was it to protect this village?" The young man couldn't help sighing, he checked into the hotel in the village, replenished some supplies, and continued on the road tomorrow. When night fell, an impatient knock on the door broke the tranquility he was about to fall asleep, and he got up angrily and started After entering the door, what I saw was a girl with long white hair. She was wearing a dilapidated reddish-brown dress. She had a flat chest, a thin body, and bare feet, which suddenly made people feel a little pity. The white mechanical wings on the back slowly retracted, and she slowly raised her head to look at the boy, her eyes were red and charming.

"Who are you?" Before the boy could ask clearly, the girl pushed the boy to the ground.

"You!" The young man wanted to resist angrily, but red blood and tears flowed from the corners of the girl's eyes, she closed her eyes and kissed the young man's lips, which made the young man blush with fright, but the other party was too strong, the young man Powerless to resist, he thought to himself, 'Why can't I push her away? Seeing the wings on the girl's back suddenly spread out, they were so big that they covered the light in the whole room, the girl's jade hands began to walk around him, and her restless mood also increased, and finally the girl moved by herself, she was streaming Blood and tears, sitting on the boy's body, crying without making any sound.

The next day the boy woke up suddenly on the bed. He looked around without a trace of what happened yesterday. He frowned and began to wonder if yesterday was just a fantasy, but when he got up to get dressed, he found that he was missing rope and clothes. And the white feathers that fell on his backpack. He firmly believed that the angel had been here, and who was the angel who disappeared?Where are you from?And why have such a shameful relationship with yourself?The young man was puzzled.

In the last frame of the cartoon, there is a wooden board, a colored rope, an ordinary white T-shirt and something like a peach.

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Long Shengquan frowned suddenly, this...isn't it something that he took away...this person...could it be...he suddenly remembered that he did see a few storyboards when he drew the curtains that day, so he hurriedly asked to get out of bed The tall boy said: "Long legs, did you buy the issue of the hot-blooded manga that was serialized by Boya Fighter?"

The long legs that got off the bed thought about it, got up, went to the cabinet, took it out and smiled, "I knew you wouldn't buy it, so I brought it."

"It's not that my parents don't let me read comics." Long Shengquan took the book and turned to the episode of Boya Fighter and started to read it. Sure enough, there was the page he saw, and those few scenes. The mood of his book is extremely complicated.

"How do you stimulate it?" Long-legged lying on the side of his bed, he stepped on his own bed and raised his eyebrows. Long Shengquan gave him a contemptuous look and smiled and replied: "Stimulate the bastard, how can the clerk give it to you?" You bought it."

"Who said I bought it! I stole it from my brother." Long-legged and arrogant, he snatched two magazines from Long Shengquan, put them on his heart, and got out of bed.

"It's the first time I heard that you have an older brother." Long Shengquan lay on the edge of the bed and looked down. He saw Changleg put two magazines under the pillow. Just as Changleg was about to raise his head, he hurried back On his own bed, he pretended to get out of bed and smiled.

"Cousin, you live in the building next door to my house, very close." Changjiao watched Long Shengquan get out of bed and was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

"Let's go eat." Long Shengquan took off his vest and wanted to change into a T-shirt. His long legs suddenly reached out and patted his bare back. He was so scared that he instinctively grabbed his hand, and his long legs screamed. Feeling the pain, Long Shengquan quickly withdrew his hand, and angrily slapped him on the shoulder.

"Long Shengquan, my uncle, it hurts so much!" Changjiao comforted his poor wrist, and looked at Long Shengquan inexplicably. Long Shengquan lowered his head in embarrassment and blinked his eyes for a long time. He thought of 3 sets of solutions in seconds, but felt that the more he explained... the more chaotic he would be, so he could only raise his head and smiled and said, "Instinctive reaction, I'm sorry."

"Wow, what are you doing this summer vacation? You have learned such a powerful move, so teach me." Fortunately, Changjiao is his best friend, and he doesn't suspect too many things. Long Shengquan smiled and replied: "Okay." Ah, I have time to teach you self-defense."

When eating, Long Shengquan's mind was full of the last frame of the manga, a piece of wood, a colorful rope, an ordinary white T-shirt and a peach, what do you mean... Long Shengquan raised his head in confusion , Seeing Chang Jiao stealing the meatballs in his bowl, he knocked off his hand with chopsticks, frowning and looking at the person in front of him with blame, Chang Jiao smiled and said: "I don't think you will eat it." , I’ll help you eat, oh yes, why didn’t you answer the calls I sent you during the summer vacation.”

It was only then that Long Shengquan suddenly remembered that he had changed his mobile phone. He bit his chopsticks and took out the mobile phone from his trouser pocket. I went out to play with my family, and all my summer homework and bags are gone. Fortunately, there is nothing important." Long Shengquan turned on the phone and handed it to his long legs facing him, and continued, "The phone number is gone, you lost everything. Let's go."

"Wow! Long Shengquan! This is the latest model! And your electroplating red is a limited edition!" Changjiao repeatedly looked at Long Shengquan's phone, pressed some function keys inside, and Long Shengquan picked up a phone. Before the meatball was put into his mouth, he saw that he was about to open his WeChat, and quickly stuffed the meatball into his mouth that was opening because he was touching the limited edition mobile phone.

"You peeked at my news." Long Shengquan snatched back the phone and knocked it on the table instead, looking at the long feet angrily, and the long feet smashed it and ate the meatballs and looked at him inexplicably: "I just watched Hurry up, who wants to read the chat records between you and the girls, tell the truth to my buddies, do you have a girlfriend?" Seeing Long Shengquan's anxious expression, Changjiao became more and more attracted to his mobile phone Interested.

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's just the parents at home. What kind of little sister is there? I really have a sister, who is super fierce." Long Shengquan rolled his eyes when he thought of Long Shenghai, and then continued to eat himself. Suddenly, Zhang Jiao kicked Long Shengquan's leg with his foot and said with a mean face, "show me."

Long Shengquan shook his head with displeasure, and Changjiao kept asking Long Shengquan for his sister's photo for a long time afterwards.

After returning to the dormitory and washing up, Long Shengquan lay on the bed and took out his mobile phone to look at the so-called limited edition first, then opened the WeChat chat box, and saw that the heads of various regions were reporting today's situation, Long Shengquan Quan squinted his eyes and felt very annoying, so he clicked to quit the group, and then received a call from his old father. Long Shengquan was stunned for a few seconds, but still reluctantly answered.

"Hey, Dad."

"Why did you quit the group?" The old father's voice felt a little reproachful.

Long Shengquan sighed and replied: "It's too noisy, I want to study hard."

"It doesn't matter if you don't study hard." Long Shengquan was not surprised by this answer... He sneered and started to act: "Father, I know, I will definitely study hard, well, don't worry, son I will definitely not let you down, okay, you go to bed early too, um, goodbye dad, good night." Then he ruthlessly hung up the phone and turned it off.

Long Yuxuan was confused when he hung up the phone inexplicably, and he happened to be holding a regional meeting in the middle hall. His son's habit, but when the call was hung up on the spot, the poor Long Yuxuan stood up directly and said that he would decide another day, and walked away.

At this time, Changjiao just got up to get the charger, seeing his angry face, he couldn't help comforting him: "My parents are like this, don't be sad."

Long Shengquan twitched the corner of his mouth and snorted for a while before continuing to lean against the wall and read the book.

I have to say why Long Shengquan would rather live in school than study nearby because he wants to escape the doting and background of this family. He just wants to be an ordinary child. He still remembers that he is in elementary school, because of a mood Not good. I only scored 38 points in the math test. The teacher directly asked the parents to come to the school. The teacher said in front of his mother that he might not have the talent for reading.Then my mother scolded the teacher all over her head and face, scolded without a word of swearing, the scolded teacher knelt down and cried bitterly on the spot... and because I always get a lot of cutting-edge products, some students in the class don't study well The child will always bully himself and ask him to hand it over. Anyway, he doesn’t care and gives it to them. After returning home, his family asks how the toy he bought for him is, and he says he gave it to someone and took it away, and then what?Then this family was threatened by his father to transfer directly to another school... And because it is a primary and junior high school, there are always students who are fooling around, and because Long Shengquan bumped into one of them with a book, they were dismissed from school. Let's go, what's the result?In the end, I happened to be seen by my sister who came to pick me up, and my sister pushed the little bastard directly in front of everyone, causing his tailbone to fracture... Also, my brother made his debut, and most of the girls in the class were discussing why Brother Shenghu is so handsome, he is a primary school student, he always talks nonsense, and the boy who has a good relationship with him just said: 'Handsome can't be eaten', and then what?Then when I went home for dinner, I happened to talk about it, and my brother came to pick me up the next day. Suddenly, my status became extremely high, and I received the envy of the boys from my age to the top 30% of the grade. Jealousy and hatred, all kinds of petty tricks are put on myself. Not only do I have to study hard, but I also have to deal with the pressure of the teacher, the pressure of the classmates, and the pressure of the seniors.

At that moment in the fifth grade, Long Shengquan decided that he must leave!Get out of this gangster, get out of this house!

"Vanishing Angel..." Long Shengquan wanted to pick up his phone to find out what it meant, and then realized that he had turned off his phone. He poked his head out and looked at the long feet downstairs, and it turned out that the long feet were in high spirits. Looking at the magazine ... I found Long Shengquan's head protruding, and I couldn't help but panic.

"You scare me!" Changjiao threw the book away, and complained about Long Shengquan's actions with one hand exaggeratedly covering his little heart. Long Shengquan raised an eyebrow and said righteously: "Look less, It’s not good for your health, what does the name of the Boya Fighter’s new series mean, what angel?”

"Disappear..." Changjiao picked up the book, patted it back under his pillow, then looked up at Long Shengquan, "Want to read it? Please."

Long Shengquan smiled, shook his head and continued to ask: "Will he continue to serialize?"

Changjiao frowned, then took out the book, flipped through it, looked at it, and then turned to the front page to look at it, then scratched his head and replied: "I didn't write the amount...but this journal is published once a month. I don’t know if there will be a next issue.”

"Oh." Long Shengquan nodded, and he glanced at the month of this issue: September. 'Then the next book should be in October. Thinking about it, Long Shengquan shrank back to his bed, and then drew the curtain to get ready to sleep.

In the dream, Long Shengquan saw the girl painted by Boya Fighter. She stood there and looked at him with blood and tears. Long Shengquan frowned. He stretched out his hand to touch her face. It was cold, and the dream suddenly shifted. In the desert, Long Shengquan watched the girl's porcelain-white mechanical wings slowly open. The transparent glass inside was particularly dazzling. Long Shengquan couldn't open his eyes under the refraction of the sun. The glare of the sun, but his face was touched by gentle hands, he stared wide-eyed at the bloody and tearful face of the girl in front of him, the girl moved her lips slowly, but couldn't make a sound, "I am you." But what she wanted to say was deeply introduced into Long Shengquan's mind

"What?" Long Shengquan couldn't believe it, he asked the girl, "Why me?"

The girl disappeared into the desert without saying a word. When the camera turned, a wooden plank, a colored rope, a GALGAME printed T-shirt, and a pair of bright pink slippers printed with peaches appeared.

"It's you..."

"No! It's not me!" Long Shengquan woke up with a roar. His vest was soaked and he shook his head to try to wake himself up. He turned on his phone and looked at it. After 3 o'clock in the morning, he snorted and fell asleep again. 'That frame...the painting is the thing that was taken away by me...I am the so-called angel.

Heh...but I'm a boy. 'Long Shengquan touched his chest with his hands, and then cursed: "Crazy." Then he turned on his side and fell asleep again.

The next morning, Long Shengquan sent a message to Ling, asking him to send himself the position he gave him last time. Naturally, Ling felt that something was wrong and asked what was wrong. Long Shengquan was a little embarrassed I told him that the clothes and pants belonged to that person...my mother cut all his clothes...I think I should say sorry to others no matter what. '

'Okay, but you should pay attention to your own safety. After all, it is near the old warehouse. When you go, I can send more people to help you. '

'I don't need protection, that gang has almost been wiped out by my dad. ’ Long Shengquan responded to the message blankly, and Ling Ye only said, ‘Well, take care of yourself. ' and sent that location.

School usually ends early on Fridays, so that everyone can go home. Long Shengquan and Changjiao said goodbye, and then he drove to that person's house by himself, the person who painted "The Lost Angel".