Song Qingmo clearly felt the aura of good fortune surrounding him, emitting an unparalleled aura of a leading man. He felt relaxed, and something disappeared.
But he didn't get too excited, he just stared blankly at the blood that was gushing out, letting his eyes gradually become moist and blurry.
He quietly took out the ball of black iron that Mu Heng had handed to him. The light just now was not meaningless.
After the light flashed, Song Qingmo found himself back in his old villa. The night sky was starry like pearls, and the moon was bright in the sky. This... He touched the swing behind him, and it was not until this moment that he finally understood why he felt so damn familiar.
Isn't this the reappearance of the scene from his prophetic dream? Regardless of his doubts, Song Qingmo just wanted to escape from here.
"Xiao Mo, don't be afraid. This is one of my abilities." The voice behind him made Song Qingmo shudder. The content of the words made him freeze in his tracks, and he turned around with gritted teeth.
When he looked at Mu Heng, Mu Heng did not hide his gaze and let Song Qingmo see it openly.
When Song Qingmo glanced at him and felt embarrassed, he said with satisfaction: "Xiao Mo, you are very smart. You should know most of it--"
"No, I don't know. I want you to tell me in person. Don't keep trying to confuse me." Song Qingmo couldn't bear it any longer and interrupted Mu Hengshi.
He stepped forward and roughly grabbed Mu Hengshi's collar, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you are the savior? Why didn't you discuss the plan with me? You are not the only one who has awakened." After shouting loudly, most of his accumulated emotions disappeared, and he let go of Mu Hengshi, who looked guilty.
Mu Hengshi had never seen Song Qingmo like this before. After a moment of surprise, he turned into infinite tenderness, and his voice trembled a little: "Are you concerned about me?"
He wanted to hug Song Qingmo, but his hand only stayed in mid-air. He suppressed the urge, no, he should hurry up and say his final goodbye.
"Xiao Mo, I will tell you, but can you promise me two things?" Song Qingmo kept silent and made up his mind after a while.
"Okay." The voice was soft but it sent ripples through Mu Heng's heart.
He was very happy today. It seemed that God had finally had mercy on him and made his Song Qingmo agree to his request.
Following my heart, an old piano appeared out of thin air on the lawn that had been empty just a moment ago.
Mu Hengshi touched the body of the guitar, his eyes softening unconsciously as he murmured, "Actually, I didn't really like playing it before. I just had no choice. However, it was a witness to our first meeting. I've never forgotten the way you stared at me intently."
His voice was very soft, like a breeze caressing Song Qingmo. Mu Hengshi was lost in memories. He wanted to laugh, but choked up.
"Oh... I clearly loved you back then, but my arrogance and jealousy ruined everything... Song Qingmo, Xiaomo, I want to play the song we played when we first met again, to become the little prince in your heart again, to become the most beautiful person in your heart. I bid farewell, and I hope you won't be angry with my Tang Shi."
After listening to Mu Hengshi's words quietly, he turned around and looked at him in silence. After Mu Hengshi finished speaking calmly, he sat down and began to play the piano with his ten fingers flexibly.
Song Qingmo's eyes turned red silently. He wanted to look at Mu Heng as he did in the past, but everything was different. He was no longer the little brat he used to be. In the piano music, he seemed to hear Mu Heng's sorrowful confession.
He understood the tragedy of being a person in the story, and now Mu Xingshi wanted to break this situation.
Were they telepathically connected? He was surprised. After Mu Xingshi finished playing, he stood up and approached Song Qingmo.
"Xiao Mo, time is running out. You also understand the meaning of the song. Now I will tell you what to do." A black metal ball floated in Mu Hengshi's hand.
"Stretch out your hand and take it." Song Qingmo did as he was told, and the sphere floated over automatically.
"You..." Song Qingmo hesitated to speak. His intuition told him that this was Mu Hengshi's last trump card.
"Don't reject it. My first condition is that you don't feel like you're doing me a favor. Just accept it with peace of mind."
"It's yours now. If you want, after I and the system perish together, the system will temporarily be unable to invade again. With a thought, the world will open its barriers. From now on, you are the only child of destiny. You no longer have to worry about the sadistic male protagonist. You will live a safe and happy life, and the world will not repeat itself again and again. The second option is to reconstruct the world again. With its influence, even if it happens again, the system will not invade again..."
At this point, Song Qingmo felt that Mu Hengshi had given him the power of life and death, even though he could have used it himself.
Song Qingmo couldn't quite see through him. Judging from Mu Hengshi's actions, there was no way he didn't know that Song Qingmo would choose the first option.
Why? He had never failed to understand him, and now Song Qingmo was beginning to misunderstand himself. People had to pay the price for their actions, and the pain of the past still tormented him. If he just pretended to understand nothing, Mu Hengshi would disappear forever. But why...he hesitated?
Did he really blame him? Was he really going to stand by and watch?
Before he could think about it, the barrier disappeared. Mu Hengshi used up his last moments to say to Song Qingmo: "My second request is to live well no matter what—"
Live well? But he was so sad. Why did the tears keep flowing? The vast ocean swallowed everything. Song Qingmo couldn't even collect the bodies of Mu Hengshi and Wen Zhiling.
Song Qingmo knelt beside the guardrail, holding the metal ball in his arms, and wept as he gazed at the sea. All the emotions he had suppressed in the past suddenly burst out. "Mu Hengshi... aren't you very powerful? Come back and explain yourself clearly."
In the past, he always had a knot in his heart. He paralyzed himself to resolve the unhappiness, but in fact, he was the one who was pretending to be asleep.
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