Tang Wan lay on the ground, holding her head in her hands, relaxing her breathing, and making her body soft.

Then close your eyes and wait for the pain to begin.

However, this time, the expected pain did not come.

Tang Wan opened her eyes with some confusion, turned her head, and saw that a large net had been spread out above her at some point, catching the "puppet".

Tang Wan's heart was still racing. She pursed her lips and crawled out from under the large net.

Then I saw the "puppet's" face.

There's a sense that everything has settled down, and a certainty that it was just as expected.

That's Su Jiajia's face.

But her once smooth and flawless face is now covered with scars, like a spider web covering her tender skin. The festering wounds are like cracks, devouring what little remains of her intact skin.

He looked quite disheveled.

Tang Wan raised an eyebrow, not missing Su Jiajia's actions, but she was a little puzzled.

"You" seem to see a group of people walking on the small building like ants.

Fell clapped his hands, and a group of men in white appeared in front of the stage and dragged Xie Zhuangjia up.

Ultimately, in the years she had wasted, Su Jiajia had only been engaging in bullying.

"You will take him home."

I picked Tang Wan up and said loudly, "Don't be afraid."

That's your life...

Then you can go down to heaven.

It's just a matter of division.

"That world is fake, fake!"

Combining those two sentences, it's impossible that Xie Zhuangjia has experienced something.

However, Su Jiajia's condition was really bad. You looked at Tang Wan getting closer and closer to you, almost pressed against the wall.

as well as……

Tang Wan's pupils contracted slightly, and her timid and absurd guess disappeared from her mind.

"Don't look, it'll dirty your eyes."

Everyone knows what Tang Wan is thinking.

You felt as if you heard yourself say something in a familiar voice.

Tang Wan thought to herself.

As for the kind of thing where someone is used as a human cushion to save another person.

Tang Wan suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and several images seemed to flash before her eyes.

With her back to her classmate Freer, Tang Wan walked step by step toward Su Jiajia, wanting to know the answer to her question.

You are like a kite with a broken string, fearlessly facing death without hesitation.

All alone, he used his last remaining stake to plunge into darkness.

Rather than relying on scientifically unfounded theories like rebirth, Tang Wan preferred to use the parallel universe theory to refine that conjecture.

All we need to do is give the lower gods a small amount of money, and then "devoutly" pray for forgiveness of our sins.

Tang Wan walked to the large net and reached out to see Su Jiajia's wrist, which had just been bound by the silk thread.

The self outside of those fragmented memories looks so lonely.

Clearly, the puppet show performed by the students from Freer School satisfied the audience. We wore expressions of local arrogance and looked at Tang Wan and Xiao Heqing with disdain.

laugh.

Tang Wan's knees buckled, and she fell off the stage opposite Su Jiajia.

Then "you" jumped up!

Then he looked at Su Jiajia, who was in a frenzy.

Against the backdrop of the white curtain in front of him, it looked like the final act of an absurd circus.

People develop such illusions when they try to escape the truth.

They looked like they were fleeing from some kind of flood or ferocious beast; in short, they seemed very panicked.

Do you have no friends or relatives?

Only we can be so strong.

You have everything, don't you?

Is it that you think you've been abandoned by everyone, that you're a soul surrounded by well-meaning eyes, a soul that everyone cares about?

And outside your "former" world, you will have a peaceful end.

"Sugar, but you have to forget, forget your bet."

"You want to go back! You want to go back! We'll let you go back!"

That is your life.

Saving lives should be something that isn't profitable.

It was the deep darkness of night, and the low-rise buildings of Fendu.

Did you also see the letter your mother left for you?

Have you found the Xue family yet? You've been wandering outside the world of Fendu for a long time. Do you have a home?

Tang Wan struggled, desperately trying to hear clearly, but all she could see in front of her was her own relieved expression.

If what she just saw was herself in a parallel universe, then Su Jiajia has also connected with herself in some other universe.

He's coming to see you! Get lost!

Is this me in this world? Did Brother Lu Lin take me away? Did I meet Granny Lu and Grandma Si? Did I reunite with my father?

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, boohoo, you're so scary..."

Xie Zhuangjia just huddled in the corner, repeatedly saying, "That's right, that's right..."

However, Tang Wan was also certain of Su Jiajia's mental state when she said those words.

And so, I grew up, stumbling and falling along the way.

You will feel that there is no barrier between you and the world, and that the world you live in is the real world.

It's the neon mirage across the street, a city where the sun hasn't set yet.

"Yes, that should be the case. Tang Wan, Tang Wan, Tang Wan shouldn't be dead yet..."

Tang Wan never underestimates or looks down on anyone, and you never overlook any clue.

affim.

Meanwhile, Xie Zhuangjia was still yelling from outside his mouth: "Roll slowly, roll slowly..."

A hand, slightly sweaty, covered Tang Wan's eyes, and Xiao Heqing's warm voice reached her ears.

That world is fake.

Like a weed that dies in spring, yet no one cares about it.

However, Su Jiajia, pale-faced, seemed to have been frightened. She covered her face, scrambled down the net, and returned to the corner, trembling.

Our expressions were hidden in the boundless white night.

You know that your mother is a very, very bad person.

Your voice was sometimes shrill, sometimes desperate, and you looked as if you had been driven mad by fear.

Only people from the East wouldn't have that kind of sentiment.

"Ah! Slow down!"

Some even became aggressive.

"He lost."

These sharp pains felt like a pair of tiny hands covering Tang Wan's mouth and nose, allowing her to make a sound and breathe.

I just think you look a bit childish.

He was still shouting from outside: "His death was caused by you again! He jumped up there himself!"

Compared to her mother and those villains, Su Jiajia's malice was insignificant to Tang Wan.

It's just a guess without any factual basis.

"Save you, save you, take you back, you're out there..."

This is what the lower God does.

Moreover, and most importantly, why would Su Jiajia be afraid of him?

But Tang Wan didn't go into the first half; instead, she tilted her head, like a big cat examining a strange creature, and hurriedly squatted down.

A suffocating loneliness.

When did Fu'er arrive at Tang Wan's side? My bad Mandarin setting is offline again. He blinked his blue eyes and looked somewhat innocent.