Was it an illusion? Why would I have such a clear, almost bone-deep memory of love for a stranger?
Those warm fingertips, those purple eyes filled with starlight, that reassuring promise and embrace... How could all of this possibly overlap with the cold, machine-like figure before me?!
Just when Mu Xinrong was stiff and sweating because of the sudden severe pain and confused memories.
The figure in the dark blue school uniform, condensed like the night, had already stepped onto the steps at the same height as him, and walked towards him without any pause.
The distance is shortening rapidly.
Three meters.
Two meters.
One meter.
The strange, icy breath that seemed to come from the depths of the vacuum of the universe, mixed with an extremely clean, chill smell like the first snow, brushed clearly across Mu Xinrong's nose.
Buzz——!
A silent scream seemed to explode in Mu Xinrong's mind.
The scene before him instantly twisted and shattered! He felt as if he were in a completely destroyed space! The blinding light devoured everything, and violent energy turbulence tore through the space!
He saw that he was holding an arm tightly. The owner of that arm was wearing black clothes, his figure was as straight as a reef, the space around him was violently distorted, and countless tiny black cracks opened and closed silently like loyal servants of destruction!
Mu Xinrong desperately raised his head, wanting to see the man's face clearly, wanting to seek a little protection... and he saw it! It was the same pair of violet eyes!
But at this moment, what is filled in it is no longer the starlight and love like a spring flower field, but the pure indifference like the abyss of the universe that freezes everything!
That look... was like scanning a useless item that was about to be discarded, without any ripples!
"No... don't... Youye..." Mu Xinrong whispered in a broken voice with a heavy tone of crying and great fear, and his face turned pale as paper in an instant.
The huge, overwhelming fear and the heart-wrenching pain of being completely abandoned and denied by the one he loved most completely drowned him like an icy tide!
His body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, and he almost couldn't stand.
However, in this extreme fear and heartbreak, at the moment when those violet eyes were about to pass by him——
An impulse that was stronger, more primitive, and more irresistible broke through the cage of fear and heartbreak like a volcanic eruption!
It is a crazy desire from the deepest part of the soul for the unforgettable warmth that one once had!
Can't let him go! Can't lose him like this!
This thought occupied his mind so clearly and so violently!
The body is faster than the mind! Just when the figure was about to completely pass him, Mu Xinrong suddenly stretched out his hand, using all the remaining strength in his body to grab the other person's wrist!
The touch of that wrist was as delicate as jade, but as cold as a piece of ice just dug out from the depths of the polar glacier, instantly freezing Mu Xinrong's fingertips numb.
Mu Xinrong held on tightly, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood, his knuckles turning white from the force.
It was as if what he was grabbing was not a stranger's wrist, but his last illusion of happiness that was rapidly disappearing!
"Please wait... wait a moment!" Mu Xinrong's voice was hoarse and trembling, with heavy breathing, unconcealable fear, and an almost desperate, tearful plea.
He raised his head, his eyes fixed on the other person's profile that was close to him, and forced himself to meet those violet, abyss-like eyes.
Tears were already welling up in her eyes. "Please... wait a moment..."
That "please" was as humble as dust.
The figure stopped.
Chao Youye tilted her head slightly, her movements smooth and precise, with an inhuman elegance.
The light from the street lamp fell on his perfect profile, casting deep shadows beside his high nose bridge and tightly pursed thin lips.
Those violet eyes turned calmly towards Mu Xinrong, like a scanner of the highest precision focusing on a sudden error code that interfered with the program.
There was no surprise, no anger, not even a hint of impatience at being disturbed, only bottomless, pure indifference.
His gaze fell on Mu Xinrong's hand that was holding his wrist and then slowly moved to Mu Xinrong's face, which was twisted with fear, heartbreak and pleading, and was sparkling with tears.
That look was like looking at an unreasonable and hysterical stranger.
"Let go." The voice sounded like the shattering of ice crystals, clear and pleasant, but with an absolute zero that could freeze the blood.
There was no emotion at all, just a statement of an order that had to be carried out.
These two cold words were like two poisoned ice spikes, piercing into Mu Xinrong's already broken heart.
This cold voice and look were like a bucket of liquid nitrogen poured over his head, causing Mu Xinrong to tremble violently all over.
The fingers that were holding the other person's wrist loosened subconsciously, but the huge fear of losing the "warmth in memory" from the deepest part of his soul still prevented him from completely letting go.
"I..." Mu Xinrong swallowed hard, his Adam's apple rolling, his voice as dry as sandpaper, with a heavy nasal tone and uncontrollable trembling.
"Have we...have we...met somewhere?" He asked this question, his heart beating wildly in his chest, almost bursting through his throat.
He didn't know why he asked this question, nor did he know what answer he expected. Was he expecting the other party to acknowledge this horrible familiarity and those sweet fragments?
Or do you expect him to deny it, so that you can completely fall into the abyss of despair and prove that all that happiness is just a bubble of your imagination?
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