Chapter 983 [View] If you're so capable, come out and let's have a contest.

Morataya pursed her lips.

R glanced at her and continued, "Besides, L is so outstanding that he taught you all to be able to take on ten people at once."

"?"

Liu Qingyao scratched her head shyly, "That's so embarrassing."

“It doesn’t sound like I’m praising you.” Behefinger looked at Liu Qingyao with a serious expression.

Liu Qingyao: "..."

Mushroom, you really...

Defeat all with sincerity.

...

As the young man said, teenagers are very suitable for learning various martial arts.

The young man sat on a clean, large rock, leaning against the trunk of a tree next to it, hiding in the shade. He held a drawing board in his hand, glancing at the distant, misty mountain scenery, and sketching it on the paper.

Not far from him, a boy was practicing under the scorching sun, his sweat pouring down like rain.

Although they were only four or five meters apart, their states were completely different.

As the young man finished his last stroke, the boy's practice also came to an end.

R tossed him a towel, put away his art supplies, and said with a smile, "That's about it."

L walked to the shade of a tree and sat down slightly next to R. He felt a comfortable coolness spreading over him. L used a towel to wipe his hair, which was wet with sweat.

He looked at R, "What's almost done?"

Although all they did was learn and practice martial arts, they had been together for more than two years, and L had long regarded him as her teacher.

"The lesson is almost over," R said gently.

L was slightly taken aback, then her eyes widened slightly. "So fast?"

"Is it fast?" R turned to look at him, a smile playing on his lips. "You're the student I've taught the longest."

L: "?"

He couldn't help but feel curious, "So what's the shortest teaching time you've ever had?"

R held up one finger and said with a faint smile, "10 minutes."

L: "..."

Okay... well, then those two years certainly weren't happy for him.

“I really feel hurt.” Morataya clutched her chest, her face filled with sorrow. “When the Godfather was teaching me… he just let me explore on my own. What a biased Godfather. It hurts.”

R smiled and said, "Letting students explore on their own is certainly a form of teaching."

Morataya: "..."

Is it possible that the main issue is your favoritism, Godfather?

Liu Qingyao looked at the screen with a surprised expression. "Is it showing content related to The Godfather right now?"

Everyone: "..."

Perhaps it's because Mr. R is more eye-catching?

...

The street where the two first met was still that same small wonton stall, where each of them had a bowl of wontons.

This time, however, L was treating.

After eating half of his meal, he suddenly turned to R and said, "Liu Qingyao, these are his and my names."

R slightly raised her chin and looked at him with a smile, "I know, it's just that it's not easy to tell them apart with the same name."

"Then just call me Liu."

After saying that, Liu Qingyao lowered her head and finished the remaining wontons, took a sip of soup, and then quietly looked at him. "If I learn it, then he learns it too, right?"

R nodded. "That's right, but how do you plan to make him think it's reasonable?"

Liu Qingyao: Stare—

"Alright, you'll wait for me here, right?" R chuckled, tossing him an ordinary, plain bracelet. "Wear this."

"Thank you." Liu Qingyao accepted it without ceremony and immediately put it on her wrist.

In front of others, he is indifferent, gloomy, and taciturn.

When he's in front of R: Teach me this, give me this, and do me a favor.

It emphasizes a contrast and double standards.

After putting on the bracelet, Liu Qingyao continued to look at R, and after a moment asked, "Are you planning to leave here?"

"Otherwise what?" R chuckled, stirring the still-hot wontons with a spoon. "After all, I don't live here."

Liu Qingyao paused, lowered her eyelashes, and after a long while, uttered a single word in a low voice, "...Oh."

R heard this, clicked his tongue lightly, and teased, "You can't bear to part with me?"

Liu Qingyao looked up at him and then quickly looked down, like a little wolf whose secret had been exposed, turning into a puppy in shame and anger.

"Alright, here you go."

Liu Qingyao felt someone pat her head, followed by R's gentle voice. Hearing what he said, Liu Qingyao silently looked up at the sapphire blue crystal that R had handed her.

He reached out and took it, looking at R with some surprise.

“This is a communication crystal. You can use it to contact me anytime if you need anything.” R’s eyes curved slightly. “Hold it in your hand for three seconds and silently think of the person you want to contact.”

Not long after meeting R, Liu Qingyao learned from him that he was a magician.

Although it seems strange, it's not something that's unacceptable.

Liu Qingyao nodded, solemnly putting away the crystal in her hand, while pondering how to get her weak main personality to safeguard it.

Liu Zhuzhu's personality, Qingyao: "???"

He immediately flew into a rage, shouting, "Who! Who's weakling here! If you've got the guts, come out and let's have a go!"

He was so angry that he even spoke his native tongue.

"Pfft... Hahahahaha." Bertrand tried to hold it in but couldn't, so he just stopped trying.

"As expected, the only one who can defeat oneself is oneself~" Morataya mocked mercilessly.

Liu Qingyao: "..."

His lips twitched, realizing that the alternate personality was completely siding with outsiders.

...

After officially saying goodbye to R, Liu returned home, awakened her main personality which had been dormant for two years, and then went into hiding.

With R's help, he hardly felt anything was wrong, and even had memories from the past two years, though they were somewhat blurry.

From that day on, Yang Jinghua and his wife noticed that Liu Qingyao had become much more cheerful, and they both felt somewhat relieved.

Liu Qingyao: The Thinker on the Toilet at Cospree.JPG

"So? Am I fake, or is the video fake?"

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Liu Qingyao's expression was indescribable. "I feel like I'm not looking at myself, but at my clone."

He turned to look at Behringer, "What are you laughing at!"

Curled up in a ball, silently laughing and trembling, Behringer looked up: "Huh?"

Look how much this child is holding back; his face is all red.

Liu Qingyao: "..."

He took out an eye mask, put it on, and leaned his head against Qianzhu. "I understand how you feel about wanting to sleep. Goodnight, Makka Pakka."

Behrfinger burst out laughing and hugged Bertrand next to him.

Most of the others were also trying not to laugh.

As expected of Brother Liu.

That's fun!

The next clip showed Liu Qingyao being injured while saving Chuan Shengzhenzhi, and then falling into the sea and dying while trying to save Zhenzhi and 311.

"..."

Liu Qingyao: "Nobody's laughing? Then I'll laugh."

Kawasaki Masachika, who barely smiled: helplessly facepalming.JPG

'...'

Liu Qingyao wasn't stupid. Although the alternate personality had been trying to hide it from him, he had long known that there was another version of him inside him, but it wasn't his own.

Around when?

It was around the time when I first started high school.

However, he tried his best to remain unaware.

The other person inside his body seemed a bit difficult to manage, but since they shared a body, did that mean he was his only true family in this world? Liu Qingyao thought to himself.

Although he was aware of it, he didn't know what the other person would do when they occupied his body, since he didn't have the other person's memories.

He only found out later.

Well, so that guy's main job is being an assassin.

Liu Qingyao: "..."

Should I say it's fortunate he resigned?

Liu: ...Why don't you thank me too? I've been waiting for you to resign.

After resigning, Liu Qingyao's only wish was to travel the world and see all kinds of beautiful scenery.

He also made a perfect plan, well, maybe not perfect, but as long as he could understand it.

His plan was to visit other countries first before returning home.

Why? Because our country has many scenic spots and is also suitable for retirement.

That's brilliant.

Liu Qingyao once again admired her own brilliant idea.

So he set off alone with his luggage, only to run into R in Canada by sheer coincidence. That guy immediately ruined his plans.

Liu Qingyao cursed: "Are you sick in the head?"

It was around that time that Liu joined the church and acquired a more fashionable name.

Liu generally doesn't actively look into Liu Qingyao's memories, so he doesn't know that Liu Qingyao already knew about his existence. The two sides don't interfere with each other and their relationship is relatively harmonious.

...

To protect Zhenzhi, Liu Qingyao hid him away and then attracted the attention of all the Death members by herself.

The guys they sent this time are all skilled. Although they are not as strong as him, he would still have a hard time dealing with a hundred or so people by himself.

It was at that time that Liu confronted him, then took control of his body, and in the end, he was the one who was exhausted and also the one who got stabbed.

After Death's members inexplicably withdrew, Liu slowly sat down against the wall in a corner, her expression as cold as ever.

"They probably want to wear you down. After all, you're strong enough, and if you're still alive, you'll always be in their way."

Liu Qingyao remained silent for a moment.

Because he knew that Liu had most likely revealed the truth.

He sighed and retorted, "That's enough. Why wouldn't it just be draining you?"

Liu sneered, "Then guess whether I will die after you die."

Liu Qingyao exclaimed, "It's really hard to say."

They then remained silent for a long time.

Liu broke the silence in her mind, "So you want to save him?"

Liu Qingyao replied matter-of-factly, "I can't just stand by and do nothing."

“But I don’t want to save you,” Liu replied coldly. “You know my situation. To put it nicely, I’m your alternate personality, but in reality, I’m a container for your negative emotions, or to put it bluntly, an emotional garbage can.”

“I resent it,” Liu Fang said softly. “I hate this world, but you are me, so I don’t hate you.”

“…I know.” Liu Qingyao said in a low voice.

Otherwise, Liu wouldn't have waited until after he resigned to take action.

The human trafficker who abducted him was sentenced to death after being caught, but the prisoner who deliberately retaliated against his father was sentenced to life imprisonment. After he resigned and went abroad to travel, which was after Liu met R, that prisoner died.

Liu moved slightly, wiped the blood off her hands, took out a sapphire blue crystal, held it for three seconds, and the crystal began to sparkle. After two seconds, it remained lit, the light was very faint, but very beautiful.

Because she was afraid of tearing her wound, Liu's breathing became very shallow, and her voice also became weak.

"Godfather, could you please come over here?"

"Hold on."

That gentle voice soon came from the crystal.

Liu responded softly, leaned her head against the wall and closed her eyes, her hands too weak to grasp the small crystal.

R arrived quickly.

Because he was standing, he was bathed in moonlight, and his body seemed to radiate a faint, soft glow.

Liu opened her eyes, looked at him, and her vision blurred slightly.

R walked over, still wearing that familiar smile.

He squatted down, reached out and picked up the crystal that had rolled to the ground without Liu even noticing, wiped it clean and put it back in Liu's hand.

R met his gaze for two seconds, smiled slightly, and asked in an unusually gentle voice, "Do you feel like you can't hold on any longer?"

A weak "hmm" rolled out of Liu's throat, his eyes already unfocused. "Next, I'll leave it to the Godfather."

"Okay, go to sleep."

R smiled and gently stroked his head, as if he were a child, watching him close his eyes.

He then stood up and took two steps back, looking down as the crystal in Liu's hand melted and merged into his palm.

With a gentle wave of his hand, R sent a wisp of silver light drifting toward Liu, circling him a few times before finally dissipating like smoke.

...

When Liu Qingyao opened his eyes, R had already left. He remained in that position, leaning against the corner, and closed his eyes again two seconds later.

"I don't really like doing rescue work, so you can do it yourself."

"It just so happens that I can't hold on any longer, and you're about to die too."

"that's all."

"Goodbye."

After Liu finished speaking, he could no longer feel his presence.

It's definitely gone.

Liu Qing thought to himself.

Damn it, he guessed right! He's really worn out.

I really admire myself.

After thinking this with a touch of self-mockery, Liu Qingyao lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss.

...

When he opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar ceiling.

Of course I'm familiar with it; I lived here for a while.

I had just woken up when I learned something terrible—True Knowledge had been kidnapped by Death!

Oh my God!

Despite the strong opposition from Kuno Naya and the others, Liu Qingyao still tried her best to recover and went to face Death together.

Liu let him live a little longer just for this matter, so how could he not go?

Doing such strenuous activities right after recovery is really taking a toll on my body.

While fending off Death and covering 311's escape with Makoto, Liu Qingyao was multitasking with her thoughts.

He was only slightly relieved after confirming that the others had arrived.

Oh, don't worry too soon.

Watching the two of them, 311 and 311, fall into the sea in a perfect parabola (not really), Liu Qingyao felt a pang of pain in her heart, in a physical sense.

Well, he doesn't have much time left.

Liu Qingyao jumped down and used the props she had just taken from Kuno Naya to send them up.

Watching them being rescued and returned to the ship, Liu Qingyao let her heart go numb, then be completely submerged by the seawater.

Liu Qingyao wiped away non-existent tears. "I really want to say, I'm here to keep you company, brother."

Liu (who no longer exists): ...Go cool off somewhere else and get lost.