Chapter 1000 [Observation] What was the purpose of waiting so long?
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At first, Asa could tolerate it, and apart from his eyes being a little unfocused, he remained unmoved.
But after a dozen minutes, he couldn't help but curl up like a snake, pressing his fists against his chest as if doing so would relieve some of the pain.
His body trembled slightly, and his breathing became rapid.
I don't know if it's the lingering physical pain or the torment of mental trauma.
Asa doesn't know.
He felt like he was in excruciating pain.
He couldn't quite control his hands.
The clenched fist loosened and then clenched again.
The exposed, sharp fingertips tore through his clothes, leaving several shocking scratch marks on his own chest.
But he seemed not to feel the pain on his body surface.
Asa's rapid breathing echoed throughout the quiet room.
He felt as if he were submerged in an inescapable toxic smog, his consciousness constantly being eroded, and he had no idea how much time had passed.
After enduring the intense pain, Asa trembled slightly as she got up from the sofa and staggered to the bathroom to wash away the cold sweat that had broken out on her body.
Soon, he emerged from the bathroom with his long, wet hair. His dripping hair quickly soaked his newly changed shirt.
Asa lay half-lying on the sofa in a daze for a while before unleashing the Plus version of the cleaning technique.
Hair and wet areas dried instantly.
Asa rested his chin on his arm, while his other hand slowly stroked the snake scales on Benshan's body.
Sensing its owner's sorrow, Benshan quietly curled up into a ball.
Asa shifted his posture slightly, but his expression revealed no emotion.
He stared at Benshan for a long while, his eyelashes drooping slightly, a hint of confusion in his voice. He whispered, it was unclear whether he was speaking to Benshan or talking to himself, "Benshan, tell me, what is the purpose of my waiting for so long..."
Benshan didn't understand, so she just gently rubbed her head against his palm.
Asa stopped talking, lowered her head, and lay quietly, it was unclear whether she had fallen asleep.
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Asa felt that time was passing both swiftly and slowly.
Several more years passed, and the bead he had placed beside him began to glow faintly, revealing the guiding red line that only Asa could see.
Asa paused for a moment, put the bead away, stood up, and then disappeared from the spot in the next second.
He appeared inside an airport.
He spotted the boy waiting to board the plane at a glance.
After thinking for a moment, Asa also bought a plane ticket to the same destination as him, and then sat in the empty seat behind him to wait together.
Although there was still some distance, Asa noticed that the faint pain in his chest had subsided somewhat.
He sighed softly, but kept his head down and wouldn't look at him.
He followed silently behind the boy during the boarding process.
Unfortunately, his seat was quite far from the boy's, so Asa could only wait listlessly for the plane to arrive at its destination.
As they got off the plane, Asa walked behind the boy. When Asa saw him sway slightly, as if he was about to faint, he instinctively reached out to support him and led him to the side to rest for a while.
Throughout the ordeal, Asa kept watching him, her fingertips even trembling slightly, but the uncomfortable boy didn't notice.
Soon, Asa released the boy and smiled slightly at him.
Perhaps he can make a good impression on him, and then he can easily get close to him.
A similar thought popped into Asa's mind.
but……
It hurts so much.
Asa leaned back on the sofa, holding a knife that reflected a cold light in his hand, as if he wanted to use it to stab his heart to relieve the pain.
Clang.
The knife was thrown to the ground. Asa caught his breath, and quickly, with a calm expression, he slipped into the house where the boy lived, but unfortunately, he wasn't home.
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