Then, did not speak again. 然后,再没有说话。 But inexplicable, making as if made by Heaven frightened and trembles, was actually imagination of some reappearing in own heart, the guess that he do not dare to believe. 可莫名的,令天成恐惧和颤栗的,却是某种浮现在自己心中的假想,就连他自身都不敢置信的猜测。 That dense fog later face, probably certainly big covers sadly. 那一张迷雾之后的面孔,好像被绝大的悲伤所笼罩。 Silent crying. 无声的落泪。 Such pain and despair. 如此的痛苦和绝望。 as if made by Heaven closed the eye, does not dare to look again, cannot think again, perhaps does not dare to imagine breeds the evil intention in that back body at this moment, whether will embezzle oneself. 天成闭上了眼睛,不敢再看,不敢再想,更不敢想象此刻或许孕育在那个背影身躯中的恶意,是否会将自己所吞没。 The devastation, the steamroll, the destruction, turns into the smashing! 蹂躏,碾压,破坏,变成粉碎！ Can achieve, then only then crawls on the ground, trembles. 所能做到的,便只有匍匐在地上,瑟瑟发抖。 Adjuration mercy by some chance. 恳请万一的慈悲。 „Do not be afraid, as if made by Heaven.” “不要害怕,天成。” Piper did not return said: „You have not made the any mistake, I will not vent anger in you. I am only...... in suddenly, discovered, actually I lost anything.” 吹笛人头也不回的说:“你从未曾做错什么,我也不会迁怒于你。我只是……在忽然之间,才发现,自己究竟失去了什么而已。” „......” “……” In the short silence, as if made by Heaven is trembling, has the courage, carries out own responsibility: „In, below puzzled.” 短暂的沉默中,天成颤栗着,鼓起勇气,履行自己的职责:“在,在下不解。” „, I do not know how to describe to you were right.” “啊,我也不知道如何向你描述才对啊。” Piper sighed lightly, holds the chin, resembling was hesitates common, suddenly asked: „ You have had that feeling, as if made by Heaven? 吹笛人轻叹,托着下巴,似是沉吟一般,忽然问:“你是否有过那种感觉呢,天成？ For example, you once an incomparable affection book, liked its story, likes its style, opens the new page each time, extremely enjoys...... you even unable to believe, in this world will have the so precious wonderful thing. 就比方说,你曾经无比的喜爱一本书,喜爱它的故事,喜爱它的风格,每次翻开新的一页,都是绝顶的享受……你甚至无法相信,这世上会有如此珍奇美妙之物。 You so concentrate on the development of this story, is caring about each role life and death, anticipates finally that established result. 你是如此的专注于这个故事的发展,在乎着每个角色的生死,更期待最后那既定的结局。 Guess its plot of taking great pains, does not hesitate to invest, enjoys each plot the pleasant sensation. 不厌其烦的猜测它的剧情,不惜投入其中,享受每一段剧情的快感。 Another. 一部,又一部。 Even more grand, even more heroical, even more pitiful. 越发的宏伟,越发的壮烈,也越发的可悲。 All these, are so, making one immerse. ” 这一切,都是如此的,让人沉醉。” Piper asked: „Such experience, you whether has had?” 吹笛人问:“这样的体会,你是否有过？” In the silence, as if made by Heaven does not dare to speak again, light/only restrained panic-stricken of innermost feelings to exhaust all reason, is unable to constrain that more and more clear guess. 在沉默中,天成不敢再说话,光是克制着内心的惊骇就已经用尽了所有的理智,无法压抑那越来越清晰的猜测。 Basic, was unanswerable. 根本,无法回答。 „Was, like such that you imagined.” “是了,就是如同你所想象的那样。” Piper hoarse light is sighing, resembling is the smile: „ But, good time, will have the end. 吹笛人沙哑的轻叹着,似是微笑:“可是,再美好的时光,也会有尽头。 Looks for a long time, your experience is the familiar, guessed correctly plot are getting more and more, the role result is also getting more and more clear, then, you discovered that...... all were getting more and more tasteless. 看得越久,你的体验就越是熟悉,猜到的剧情越来越多,角色的结局也越来越清晰,然后,你就发现……一切都越来越乏味了。 It looks like repetition reading same chapters to be the same times, is getting more and more bored, makes you not raise completely vigorously. 就像是一次次的重复阅读同样的篇章一样,越来越无聊,完全让你提不起劲。 But, even so, you have not given up as before! ” 可是,即便是如此,你依旧没有放弃！” „ Because you can feel, between the lines, in author's suggestion and plot trend, it is advancing to the result, a true result. “因为你能够感觉到,在字里行间,在作者的暗示和剧情的走向中,它在迈向结局,一个真正的结局。 All are moving toward the great war that one made you burn down sufficiently is not a pity completely! ” 一切在走向一场足以令你焚烧殆尽也绝不可惜的伟大战争！” Piper turns head, looks at him, that fuzzy face so frantic: „ At the appointed time, the myriad things will welcome the end point, all perish are given certainly the big significance! 吹笛人回头,看着他,那一张模糊的面孔是如此的狂热:“届时,万物都将迎来终点,一切灭亡都将被赋予绝大的意义！ You long for and wait, is such result! ” 你所渴望和等待的,就是那样的结局！” Yes, he can feel. 是的,他能够感觉到。 Calling it fate is also good, calls it the foresight, he can smell that end the aura. 称之为命运也好,称之为预见也罢,他能够嗅到那终结的气息。 That gradually imminent terrifying thing. 那渐渐迫近的恐怖之物。 Compared with Hell must fierce, with Abyss must cruel, must be more callous than and dignified the death. 比地狱要更加的狰狞,与深渊还要更加的残忍,比死亡还要更加的冷酷和庄严。 It, emersion darkness gradually. 它正在,渐渐的浮出黑暗。 Is born from long breeding during...... 自漫长的孕育之中诞生…… How even if to be again bored and tasteless, so long as thinks of its existence, then excitedly to trembling. 哪怕再怎么无聊和乏味,只要想到有它的存在,便会兴奋到颤栗。 So long as searches with his related clue, will be overjoyed. 只要寻觅到和他有关的线索,就会乐不可支。 It is precisely for this reason, compared with must in the past over ten thousand times anticipation that final decisive battles! 也正因如此,才比往常还要更加万倍以上的期待那最终的决战！ The great strength that gives the final word sufficiently will soon arrive. 啊啊,那足以一锤定音的伟大力量即将登场。 He can feel, ends all roles soon to step the stage! 他能够感受到,终结一切的角色快要踏上舞台！ „But, I could not wait for the final big high tide.” “可是,我等不到最后的大高潮了。” In that flash, the Piper happy expression disappears without the trace, the empty face is so strange, as if looks that does not have fate that may defy is ordinary. 在那一瞬间,吹笛人的笑意消失无踪,空洞的面孔如此诡异,仿佛看着无可违抗的命运一般。 „It had been won.” “它已经被人夺走了。” He said: „That role that I anticipate, had been strangled, in the remote and remote past.” 他说:“那个我所期待的那个角色,已经被扼杀了,在遥远又遥远的过去。” The impudent and shameless cheaters, seized his all joys and anticipations, wrote off his all pursues and hoping. 有一个厚颜无耻的作弊者,夺走了他所有的快乐和期待,抹杀了他所有的追求和期冀。 So cruel! 如此残忍！ You how dare so? 你们怎敢如此？ How can you so?! 你们怎能如此？！ Even if thinks of this point now, he has wanted to roar angrily, wants that people who steal oneself all hopes tear thoroughly, burn down the ashes! 哪怕现在只是想到这一点,他就已经愤怒的想要咆哮,想要将那个盗走自己所有希望的人彻底撕裂,焚烧成灰烬！ But he is helpless. 可是他却无能为力。 He has lost all that oneself hoped forever. 他已经永远的失去了自己所盼望的一切。 „Therefore, I so sad.” “所以,我才会如此的悲伤啊。” He is sighing, puts out a hand, is stroking the blood-color silk thread that covered the palace, the countless fast knot, these countless contradictions, conflicts and wicked evil each other pester in one, radiated approached entire Abyss. 他叹息着,伸手,抚摸着笼罩了殿堂的血色丝线,无以计数的死结,那些数之不尽的矛盾、冲突和恶孽彼此纠缠在一处,辐射向了整个深渊。 „I must, make anything.” “我必须,做点什么才可以。” Piper twittering, in the empty eye pupil surged in a soft voice is making the as if made by Heaven absolutely terrified brilliance: „I must, saving all these am good!” 吹笛人轻声呢喃,空洞的眼瞳里涌动着令天成毛骨悚然的光焰:“我必须,挽救这一切才行！” That flash, as if made by Heaven crawled on the ground, the face is sticking to the bricks and stones. 那一瞬间,天成匍匐在地上,面孔紧贴着砖石。 Does not dare to send out any sound. 不敢发出任何的声音。 Does not dare to disturb that to arrive demented will soon burn down the flame completely! 不敢搅扰那一份已经癫狂到快要将自己焚烧殆尽的火焰！ But in the Piper words, chains, string, silk thread one after another then starts the fierce tremor, as if welcomed raging tide such, waved. 而就在吹笛人的话语之中,一根又一根的锁链、绳子、丝线便开始剧烈的颤动起来,仿佛迎来狂潮那样,舞动。 Under Piper crude pulling, this results from azure duckweed end the strength, sprinkled to entire Abyss. 在吹笛人粗暴的拉扯之下,将这一份起于青萍之末的力量,洒向了整个深渊。 The relation, worries, love, causes and effects, order, hatred...... 联系,牵挂,情缘,因果,秩序,憎恨…… These can see and cannot see, changed into the rope here, covers all in the trap of suffocation, does not allow to escape! 那些看得见的和看不见的,都在此处化为了绳索,将一切都笼罩在窒息的罗网之中,不容逃脱！ So long as the war continues, then these blood-color silk threads can establish the world's most perfect rope, each other involves. 只要战争持续,那么这一条条血色的丝线就能够编制成世上最完美的绳索,彼此牵连。 So long as died still, then connection between Current Realm and Hell, will not cut off absolutely! 只要死亡尚在,那么现境和地狱之间的连接,就绝对不会断绝！ „The Current Realm person especially liked saying, without the words of fetters, wanted to create......” “现境人特别喜欢说,没有羁绊的话,就要自己去创造……” Piper thought aloud: „Therefore, similar truth, without the result, why doesn't make me write personally?” 吹笛人自言自语:“所以,同样的道理,倘若没有结局的话,为什么不让我亲自去书写呢？” Hysteric laughter, again resounds from the darkness. 歇斯底里的笑声,再度的从黑暗中响起。 With gloomy storm of that proliferation. 伴随着那扩散的晦暗风暴。 Come, come. 来吧,来吧。 The summon that Piper longs, laughing, is stretching out the arms, hugs this forthcoming all. 吹笛人渴望的呼唤着,大笑着,张开双臂,拥抱这即将到来的一切。 So-called 【fate】. 所谓的【命运】。 Also or, so-called 【End】! 亦或者,所谓的【终结】！ This time, he has seen. 这一次,他已经看到了。 Result that oneself write! 自己所书写的结局！ ( This chapter ends) (本章完) Please remember this book first round domain name:. 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