Chapter 90 He Can't Lock Shen Cinian
Seeing Fang Ke was in a daze, Su Lixia laughed softly.
"Yuanyuan, you will help mom, right? Mom loves you the most. Mom knows you have suffered a lot of grievances. Good girl, Yuanyuan, come here and give mom a hug."
Fang Ke hesitated for a moment and did not move.
If he were a child, he would probably go there without hesitation.
He wanted love, he wanted it so badly.
I thought about the point where I would deceive myself and others and couldn't tell what was true and what was false.
The temptation of this sentence was too strong for him. He wanted someone to understand his grievances, and wanted someone to hug him and give him some love.
When he had never received true love before, he would pursue this false love without hesitation, because even if his mother's love was false, that short hug was real.
He will be greedy and make up stories for himself to deceive himself that he has received love.
But now it's different, now he knows what true selfless love looks like.
Shen Cinian made him see clearly, and he would no longer be confused by illusions.
Shen Ci Nian is like an evening breeze passing by the window. When the wind blows, the coolness blows across the face, and the dream is awakened.
It turns out that the past was just an absurd dream.
"Of course I will help you, Mom," Fang Ke lowered his head and pinched the fingers of his right hand with his left hand, just like when he stood at Su Lixia's door and secretly looked inside.
Su Lixia didn't notice anything unusual. She touched Fang Ke's head and said softly, "My dear child, you will be responsible for locking the dividing line between the spiritual world and the human world. Mom will go and destroy the door. Remember, you must act after Shen Qinian sacrifices his godhead. If you act too early, he will find out. We should wait until his soul is completely destroyed. This way, we can be sure of nothing going wrong."
"good."
Fang Ke agreed verbally, but what he was thinking was completely different.
When the two worlds begin to separate, he will lock Shen Cinian's soul a second before it flies away.
Shen Cinian didn't know that he was a divine weapon, and he didn't expect him to come over, so naturally he didn't have the chance to push him away.
This was the solution he had just thought of to satisfy both parties. Once Shen Qinian was sacrificed, he would no longer be able to become a god, but at least his soul would still be there and he could still be a human being.
He didn't know whether he could succeed or not, but he had to give it a try regardless.
Even if it means destroying himself, he wants Shen Qinian to be reborn from the ashes!
…
For a moment, Shen Ci Nian sensed Fang Ke's presence in the spirit world.
It must be an illusion, Shen Ci Nian thought.
Fang Ke hated weirdness and him so much in this life, and he probably was feeling sad somewhere right now.
He sighed.
He always felt that today's players would be a hidden danger. Wang Lingxin was dead, and he didn't know whether Wang Xiaosheng would do anything to harm Fang Ke.
He flicked his finger lightly, and a dark light condensed from black mist traveled thousands of kilometers and stopped above the player club headquarters, looking down at the people inside.
After a moment, the dark light dissipated.
There was no need for him to do anything. There was a small hole left by a bullet on Wang Xiaosheng's temple.
Fang Ke shouldn't be as depressed as before. Shen Qinian believes that he has put in his utmost effort to enlighten him.
When people forget the memory of the strange thing, and when Fang Ke forgets all the unbearable past, Fang Ke will live a good life, right?
Fang Ke no longer needs him anymore.
So he can go.
Just like that, there was no fanfare, no great death.
Just quietly, like handing in an assignment, just so plainly and quietly, just dying so silently.
No one will remember his name.
"Fang Ke," he whispered to himself, "Forgetting me is the last thing I will do for you."
Just like what he said clearly to Fang Ke after Fang Ke rashly confessed that day: intervene in Fang Ke's life, accept Fang Ke's delivery, take care of him, guide him, discipline him based on his love for Fang Ke, always stand in front of him, and solve all his troubles for him.
He never breaks his promises.
Just like the saying: I will never give up on you on my own initiative, but I allow you to abandon me.
The premise for him to allow Fang Ke to abandon him was that Fang Ke really no longer needed him.
Fang Ke now has the ability to live independently and well. There are countless possibilities in Fang Ke's future. He has never done it with Fang Ke. Fang Ke is still in good health and can meet a good lover in the future.
Well, that’s good. Now that you have made your choice, don’t be reluctant to let go.
Shen Ci Nian sighed and walked into the abyss.
He died here a thousand years ago, but death was not the end, but the beginning of his having to move forward with a heavy burden.
A thousand years later, he would end here, completely end. He had done everything he promised, and he had no regrets.
"Lord..." Mi Shimeng covered her mouth, trying to suppress her sobs, but she couldn't control her tears. "Is there really no other... any other possibility?"
Tang Baidu's eyes also turned red: "Lord God, what will we do after you leave? The new spiritual world needs you to take charge of the overall situation..."
Shen Cinian did not answer. He did not know the answers to these two questions, so he chose to remain silent.
He finally just said: "Don't cry, don't cry for me."
Just let him go in such an ordinary way, no need to mourn.
He closed his eyes, and the black mist turned into a knife, chipping away at his divinity bit by bit.
Will he be cut into pieces with thousands of knives, and eventually all the heavy burdens on his body, along with his soul and flesh, be cut off?
"Humanity no longer needs me, the spirit world no longer needs me, and you... no longer need me..."
After a thousand years of dormancy, the mortal body becomes a god.
He had died before, his body turned into the abyss, and his soul conquered the spiritual world step by step.
He never thought of himself as great, he just thought that those were what he should do.
But when he began to strip people of their memories of him, when his figure and traces began to completely disappear in every corner of the world.
There is no better word to describe his sacrifice than "great".
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Fang Ke was in an independent space inside the door, and the impact on him was much lessened.
But he was still forgetting. He began to lose track of where he and Shen Cinian had first met. He began to doubt the authenticity of Shen Cinian. He began to feel that he had just had a dream, and there were many bizarre things in the dream.
But soon he became firm, he firmly believed that Shen Cinian really existed, and released his spiritual consciousness, wanting to return to the instinct of a lock.
"Chen Cinian..." Fang Ke gritted his teeth, extended a chain from his neck, and instantly sank into the abyss. In the confused gazes of Mi Shimeng and a group of big weirdos, he firmly circled the waist of the man whose soul was about to be shattered.
He hugged Shen Cinian's waist tightly, then cried, "Lock it!"
"I've tied you up... Chen Cinian," he cried, a little sadly, "Did I allow you...did I allow you to let me forget you?"
He locked Shen Cinian, but the souls were still collapsing.
Sacrifice is irreversible.
Even if the artifact is used to retain him, the destined ending cannot be changed.
There is no turning back on the destined trajectory.
"No...no! Shen Ci Nian!"
Fang Ke overdrew all his strength and exerted his greatest limit, but he still felt that he could not keep Shen Cinian.
He finally choked out a sob: "Master... at least... don't let me forget you..."
My head was rubbed, and the person was as gentle as ever, but his voice was weaker than ever before.
"I rarely give you orders, and I rarely force you to obey."
"Let's make an exception. I want you to obey this order." Shen Cinian pointed a finger at Fang Ke's brow, and the powerful divine power was cleansing Fang Ke's memory. After that, he would send Fang Ke back to the human world before the door closed.
Even if Fang Ke fought desperately, the decree of God was irreversible: "Oracle, you must forget me, no one can be an exception."
"Chen Qinian! Don't do this to me! Don't!"
It was too late, too late for anything. He couldn't change anything, and the ending would still develop as he knew in his previous life.
Shen Cinian's soul turned into sky-blue fragments before his eyes, and then shattered into smaller pieces. No matter what he did, he couldn't catch even the slightest possibility.
I feel extremely powerless and in extreme pain, and those only happy memories are disappearing one after another.
Fang Ke knelt on the ice, covering half of his face in despair, his tears already flowing like a river, unable to stop for a moment.
"Don't do this... to me..."
"Please... Master..."
"I was wrong... Don't punish me like this... Don't..."
"No..." He murmured, but his mind suddenly went blank.
What does he want? Why is he crying? Where is this place?
He was forgetting, and the speed of forgetting was unimaginable. The details of their time together became more and more vague. He even forgot who sat with him on the sofa that afternoon to watch "Coco" together, and who peeled a grape and fed it to him.
He forgot how complicated the man's look was after watching the movie.
But he remembered the words from the movie.
Death is not the end, forgetting is.
That person was determined to reach the end, regardless of his attempts to keep him.
All traces of that person disappeared, but he became more and more unwilling, and felt more and more angry and sad from the bottom of his heart.
He finally collapsed, letting out a roar that almost made his throat bleed!
"ah--!"
After roaring, his voice was hoarse, his nails dug into his palms, and with the last of his strength, he whispered: "Who gave you the right... I didn't allow you to do this!"
"Lock!"
He couldn't lock up Shen Cinian, but he locked up the last memory.
Perhaps this will be his only comfort for the rest of his life. He will chew over and over those fragments of memory that can no longer be blurred, trying to forcibly piece together the appearance of that person.
No, maybe he couldn't even put together a complete human form.
When everyone had forgotten Shen Qinian, he finally reached the ending that had been engraved on his tombstone a thousand years ago: great, no words needed.
"What about me? You said you would never abandon me..."
Fang Ke closed his eyes and curled up on the ice. He couldn't bear the huge shock and finally fell asleep.
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