As soon as these words ca out, Wang Tengfei did indeed imagine many possibilities.
Was the person nad "Lin Yun" a disguise of the Magical Girl Cornflower from the beginning? Or was Lin Yun also a person with extraordinary powers, who had commissioned Cornflower to disguise herself as him? Or perhaps
He was aware of Lin Yun's bereavent from two years ago. It's not so much to say that the hottest gossip at the company at the ti was whether the female subordinate from the after-sales departnt who had her sights set on Lin Yun could take the opportunity to advance her position.
And the truth was, until that female subordinate climbed another branch and was transferred to the headquarters, there had been no progress in her relationship with Lin Yun.
In days gone by, everyone thought this was because Lin Yun was consud by sorrow, unable to move on from the grief of losing his spouse. Now, thinking back on it, Wang Tengfei tasted a different flavor in the story.
Add to that the fact that whenever the company had team-building activities, Lin Yun always liked to work quietly by himself, and when it ca to entertainnt, he always adhered to his principles, never getting involved with other won at service establishnts...
The combined experiences of working together for over a decade made Wang Tengfei feel as though he had guessed the truth.
"So you transford into Old Lin... Is this also magic?" That's why he asked.
His speculation was that "Lin Yun" was just a false identity used by Cornflower in the material world society.
Even though this conjecture was quite bizarre, the many clues from the past seed to point in this direction, and when it ca to matters related to magic, a bit of strangeness was within the realm of reason.
"More or less."
Erald Sparrow had no intention of continuing to explain and left behind an ambiguous response before taking two steps back, ready to turn and leave.
Now that she had resigned from the company, she and Wang Tengfei were just familiar strangers; there was no need to say anything more to him. For her, the most important thing now was to rush to the last known location of Morko, to see if her daughter and her party had indeed encountered a crisis.
As for the leak of her identity, she would notify the Abnormal Strategy Bureau afterward, and they would naturally send soone to handle it. After receiving the Bureau's psychological suggestion, Wang Tengfei would subconsciously treat today's experience as a bizarre dream and gradually forget about it over ti.
The intense headache still hadn't eased, but Erald Sparrow knew she had no ti to waste. She retracted the last strands of Magic Silk, opened her palm, and the Magic Wand reappeared in her hand.
— "Cornflower!"
It was then that Wang Tengfei's voice once again reached her from behind: "Are you resigning and leaving because a dangerous enemy has appeared in Fangting City again?"
Erald Sparrow didn't turn around, but instead started to summon her magic power, preparing to take to the air once more.
"You don't have to resign! If you don't have ti, I can offer you a nominal position here!" Wang Tengfei urgently added.
To this, Erald Sparrow still gave no response.
Seeing that the figure he had admired from a distance in his youth was about to leave like this, Wang Tengfei suddenly found himself at a loss for words, because he truly didn't know what else he could say.
He was very successful, but his success was still confined to the world of ordinary people.
He was wealthy, but money was so useless before the might of magic.
He felt that every word he spoke was an insult to his once passionate and pure self, and every ti he tried to asure those beautiful mories with interests, a voice told him: stop talking, shut up.
Perhaps he really should shut up; silence is the best choice.
When Lin Yun submitted his resignation to the company, when Cornflower once again appeared in this city, he should have understood that so things had already ended.
No matter why she disappeared in the first place or why she spent so long as an ordinary person in this ordinary branch company, when she revealed her true identity before him, everything in the past had co to an end.
Perhaps watching her leave like this was the most sensible choice.
Still, he really wanted to speak out, not for the present but for his past self. If that was the case, how should he express himself now?
Watching the figure gradually ascending in front of him, he seed to understand in a daze.
All of a sudden, he knew what he should say.
"Cornflower! Keep it up!"
He suddenly shouted, his hoarse voice echoing like a teenager's at this mont: "The people who supported you before are still living in this city; although we don't ntion it on purpose, we all rember you!"
"Although I don't know why you disappeared, you must be fighting once again for sothing we cannot comprehend, most likely an enemy beyond our understanding!"
"But if you need any help, we will all stand up and help you because you were our hero once!"
"So, cough cough, so..."
Looking at the increasingly distant figure, he strained his voice and shouted: "Don't suddenly disappear again, okay!"
After shouting these words, he felt a sharp pain in his throat, followed by a bout of coughing. His body, weakened by smoking and drinking, with strength diminishing with age, could no longer easily call out loudly.
But even if shouting was painful, he felt as if his past self, the one who adored the Magical Girl, was surfacing from the depths of mory's lake, the once-blurred image becoming clear once again.
He couldn't reclaim that youthful impulse, but it seed he had reclaid himself.
Then, he saw that figure level with the sun, far away, gave him a gesture.
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