When memories truly become memories, when the blocked beauty pours into my mind like a tide breaking, the long break does not seem to have faded the figure of the girl who always squints in Marceau's heart.

I still remember that I was still young at that time, and my mother struggled to survive with me. The alley on Mars was the farthest distance from home in Mars' memory.

In the artificial sunshine, young cats always like to sleep with blankets, until one day, the sound of a ball rolling by wake up the cat and saw the little man wearing glasses.

"My name is Eun-hee, what are your name?"

She looked so beautiful when she smiled, and the pair of eyes squinted behind her glasses.

"Masu, surnamed Su."

I still remember taking the ball she threw at a loss.

Tossing the ball was the greatest happiness in that period of time, Marceau's apart from taking a nap... No, nap is completely incomparable than throwing the ball.

Gradually, she became familiar with him and heard that she returned to Mars with her sisters, her father and her mother.

"When we were young, we lived in the Serenheit, and my father wanted us to learn the culture of the Federation." Enxi said so, as if leaving her former hometown did not bring them unhappiness.

"Your legs are not good, come on, I'll push you out to play." After getting familiar with it, Eun-hee would also push Masso on the chair to go out to play.

It was a wonderful day, full of joy. The cat who thought each other was friends played with the square-eared cub. He took her to the small room to visit, and she also took him to meet two sisters.

She had invited him to eat fish cakes, and he also made small cloth wallets for them through handicraft classes on TV.

Until later, the children who were older were going to go to school. Marceau didn't want to separate from Eunxi and the others. He carried his mother and took the preschool examination of No. 1 kindergarten with Eunxi. With Eunxi's help, he passed the exam - after all, it was a mixed-race class, and it was enough to pass the grades.

"This won't work, Marceau, you should work hard too." Enxi felt that Marceau's learning could not keep up with them, so he always helped Marceau review.

It was not until I found out that studying cost money, and the girl and the cat realized that separation was inevitable.

But he and she were not afraid because their young heart believed that they would meet each other again.

But I never thought that some people can grow old together by swearing.

Sighing in his heart, Marceau raised his head and looked at the new Eden who was approaching the defense line, pulled out a long knife from his waist, and the shotgun rifle in his left hand began to hold the fire after being lifted flat.

The large-caliber single-headed bullet flew its prey backwards, and then its brothers tore open the chest armor of another new Eden, and dense arrow-shaped bullets bubbling through the holy water, bringing deadly blessings to this rotten body.

The long sword swept across and slashed the new Eden who rushed to his front and the musket in his hand into four pieces, transforming into earth elements to block several bullets for his friends.

Among the three sisters of the Lin family, I actually have the best relationship with Eun-hee, second to Ming-mei, and Ming-eon... This girl who treats him the best, is the one who is closest to him and loves him the most, but she has never given him a good face back then.

Yes, because her sister is about to see him, even if she is hated, she should.

The last shot shot was fired when the revolver was pressed against the head of the new Eden, and then the empty revolver was thrown away and another one was pulled out from the gun bag at his waist. The weight of the earth elemental cat was already overwhelmed.

However, after retrieving his lost memory, Marceau didn't know how to face Mingen.

Is she pitying him...Is she pity a lame cat who forgot her sister?

Punching the long knife into the chest of the new Eden, the thinking cat really hates someone to disturb him.

So he let go of his sword's hand, and the extremely effective ice storm broke out, covering the battlefield in front of him. Large ice cubes like sharp blades fell from the sky, causing the approaching new Edens to be bleeding.

At the same time, the lightning beads activated by the arm guards are formed with both sides of the battlefield, and the arc drawn is like a medieval lawn mower, enough to trap uninvited guests.

How to beg... to get forgiven.

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"It hurts so much!" Yuan screamed and sat up from the stretcher.

"It's okay to feel the pain, and don't scream so loudly." Mingmei, who took out a bullet from the wound, patted the cat girl's injured leg. In the battle just now, the cat girl was hit by a bullet from somewhere, and the bullet that could not be penetrated was left in her legs. Mingmei had to perform surgery on her herself.

Because the girl was already scared to a treatment group because of her scream, the little girls were all scared by the twisted Yan Yi of the cat girl.

"It hurts very much." The cat girl's nose was so painful that it was bubbled.

"I know it hurts, but you are a cat girl, a warrior without blood and tears." Mingmei reached out and rubbed her round head, soft ears... as if she touched Marceau's ears when she was a child.

"That's Marceau." The cat girl muttered.

"Huh?" Mingmei thought that the cat girl had not woken up. As a bloodless warrior, isn't that well known?

"Marceau called the name of a person I didn't know in the appraisal. Eunxi? It seems to be Eunxi? I ​​don't know the specific pronunciation of Seris." He said with a round mouth: "When he woke up, he covered his head and said that his head hurts... But now he is fighting on the front line again, as if the pain does not exist."

The cat girl was a little discouraged, as if she was unhappy because she was not worthy of the cat.

Then she noticed that the pliers in Mingmei's hand had fallen to the ground, and the deformed warhead was also rolling on the ground.

He raised his head and noticed that Aomi's face was surprised: "Do you know that guy named Eun-hee?"

“…Well, not familiar.”

Mingmei smiled, never heard of the name, but...the girl who put away her pliers, stood up, and held her helmet on her head unconsciously began to cry.

Why, hearing this name makes her so disobedient. It is obviously not a familiar name, but why do she feel that she misses it so much?

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Standing in front of the small monument, the old father of the Lin family carefully wiped the dust on it with the towel in his hand.

"Little brother, your daughter?"

A man who came to beg for a long time stood aside and asked.

"Yes, my daughter."

"You are such a kind father." The man said, squatting down at the same time, putting his hands together.

"Thank you." The father of the Lin family nodded and looked at his daughter who was squinting on the monument. The fat man couldn't help but think of the past.

I still remember that the elders gave the name, saying that it was the eldest son, and the eldest daughter was Lin Mingmei. Even the twins had the names of Ciping and Mingen, but his wife finally took out three fertilized eggs.

That year, the elder's lover became curious, and the white-haired lady named her extra daughter, Eun-hee.

It's always better than the Minghua you chose.

The elders and lovers have deep feelings. As juniors, the fat man has a rebuttal reason.

"Where are you, brother."

"I'll put a stick of incense on my friend." The man smiled and pointed to the double monument not far away. On the monument, there was a photo of a young man with his lover.

"...The second time is thirty years?" After looking at the man's gray temples, the fat man felt some respect in his heart.

"Yes." He replied, watching the fat man walk over with a towel: "Thank you."

The thanks from behind made the fat man turn his head and smile: "Not you, nor what we are today."

After wiping the monument clean, the two men stood together, shared the cigarettes and lit each other.

"Do your brother have children?"

"No." The atmosphere was a little silent. Finally, the fat man sighed: "In this world, good people don't live long, and disasters will last for thousands of years."

This sentence made his new friend laugh, and finally he stretched out his hand and patted the fat man on the back: "With your words, I feel that the blood of our generation has not flown in vain."

"Don't, I'm just telling the truth." The fat man was a little ashamed. He felt that this sentence really expressed his inner pain.
Chapter completed!