An Zhe's soft lips and tongue no longer resisted. In the gaps between breaths, Lu Xun looked at his expression - his breathing was light and rapid, his eyelashes were slightly drooping, and the water droplets on his eyelashes were shining with tiny lights. His hands gently climbed on his shoulders. It was a timid compliance, a gentle innocence, and because of its whiteness, it was almost sad, and there was divinity in the sadness - like some kind of alms from the soul, at this moment he was asking for whatever he wanted.
But he kept crying.
Lu Xun kissed away his tears, as if this could wipe away all the sadness between them.
At the end, the rain outside gradually stopped, and in the evening, the sky was bright with a gloomy and dim light.
An Zhe knelt on the bed, his fingers trembling, hugging Lu Xun, and slowly, slowly putting him on the bed.
Lu Xun's eyes were closed, he fell asleep, breathing evenly, and nothing could wake him up now. It was very simple to do this, just need to turn part of the tip of the tongue into soft mycelium when kissing, even the schoolmaster could notice it. The
sleeping Lu Xun couldn't catch him, he couldn't do anything to himself. An Zhe smiled, in fact, Lu Xun had never been able to do anything to him, he suddenly realized this.
Leave, or stay, he has to decide for himself.
Suddenly -
An Zhe's eyes went dark, and a severe pain suddenly hit. The last mycelium also collapsed.
His body suddenly became empty. It was a deeper and more empty hole than the immature spores. Like a pause, his connection with this world was suddenly cut off.
An Zhe was suddenly stunned.
At that moment, he was sure that he heard fate whispering in his ear like a devil.
He stared blankly ahead and raised his hand tremblingly.
Just before this moment, he thought he still had a choice.
He really thought he could choose.
But when things happened, he found that he never had the room to choose.
He was completely stunned.
The spores swam out of his body and were held in his hands. An Zhe stared at the small white thing in a daze, and finally forced a smile.
"...I'm sorry." He said.
"I..." He said, "What should I do?"
The mycelium of Spore rubbed his fingers, as if it forgave him, and they reached a consensus on something at that moment.
An Zhe said, "Why do you like him so much?"
The spore rubbed his fingers again, and it seemed to speak.
An Zhe sighed softly and placed it on Lu Xun's body.
It used its new soft mycelium to crawl to Lu Xun's chest and spontaneously drilled into his pocket. It seemed so happy, as if it had wanted to do this for a long time.
An Zhe watched this scene, and just as he understood why the spore was so close to Lu Xun, he also understood why things suddenly came to this point.
Taking a piece of paper from his backpack, he lay down in front of the coffee table and wrote a line on the paper.
"It's mature, just like before. If you keep it in a moist place, it will grow."
"It needs a lot of water, and is afraid of rodents and insects."
"If you want to do research, please make it too painful, and make it die."
"Thank you for always taking care of me."
"I'm leaving."
Leaving the note aside, he reached into Lu Xun's chest pocket, took out the bottle of tracking agent, and twisted the bottle open.
Wow.
The liquid poured out and flowed through the cracks in the floor. Finally, he let go - even the bottle was broken on the ground.
As if he had made a crucial decision, he reached out and took off the badge on Lu Xun's chest and put it in his pocket.
Finally, he picked up the backpack on the side, took a last look at Lu Xun, and walked out of the room.
Xibei saw him and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Anzhe said, "I'm going to check the situation."
"Okay," Xibei seemed to have regained some composure and said, "Be careful."
Anzhe nodded, "Okay."
He pushed open the rusty security door of the room and walked upstairs. The stairs were so high, and his body seemed to have lost all strength. It took him a long time to climb to the top of the floor. Following the opening at the top, Anzhe reached the top of the floor.
After a rain, the air outside was terribly cold.
The disappearance of the artificial magnetic field in the past few days and the thinning of the atmosphere, as early as when he was still in the lighthouse, he heard human scientists predict that this year's climate would be extremely abnormal and winter would come at least three months earlier.
——His fateful winter is also coming.
At the moment when the spores matured, he completely understood the instructions of fate.
Just as he had lost all contact with the mushroom that nurtured him to maturity from the moment he landed, he was destined to be unable to protect his spores from growing safely. It
was dry outside, with hurricanes blowing all the time and monsters all around. Even in the abyss where there were no rodents and arthropods, he might be accidentally trampled by a huge monster or be affected by a fight. At the last moment, he could only choose to trust Lu Xun.
Because he was about to die.
The life of a mushroom was originally very long, and he was already one of the best. Everyone has his mission, and when he finishes that thing, he has fulfilled the meaning of living. For mushrooms, the only mission is to nurture spores to maturity.
In the cold wind, An Zhe shivered slightly and hugged his arms. Without feeling, his body was shaking and about to fall. He had seen dead mushrooms before - when the spores fell, the cap would gradually break and curl, then dry up and wither, and finally all the tissues - the stem, the hyphae, the roots in the soil, all dissolved into a pool of dark liquid, and then were eaten up by other things in the soil.
Now, he was about to experience the process he had witnessed countless times. He didn't know how long this process would take, but it would definitely be soon, before humanity was completely extinct. At a certain moment - just a moment, he wanted to return to the base with Lu Xun, no matter what would happen next.
However, let Lu Xun think that he has been living in the wild all the time. The Judge has experienced too many deaths in person.
On the rooftop is a ruined garden. He sat with his knees hugged behind the flowerbed, facing the east, watching the night fall and the dawn rise. This place is too far from the base - just a day's flight for a bee.
In fact, it was just as he expected. When the sun shone on the city through the morning mist, the human armored vehicles stopped in the square in front of the community. Lu Xun must have told them the situation here - they brought enough heavy weapons, and they were safe from monster attacks to a certain extent. For example, the huge flying eagle was hovering in the sky, staring at them eagerly, and they dared not take any further action.
Gray clouds, flying eagles, the long abandoned city, and the armored car convoy were like scenes that could only appear in dreams. The wind sounded again.
An Zhe watched Lu Xun and Xibei walk out of the building. After a brief negotiation with the army, they got in the car - An Zhe vaguely saw the doctor's figure. After the car door was closed. The convoy started immediately and left the dilapidated ruins. When Lu Xun left, would he look back at the city from the car window? He would know that the place he should return to was the abyss. He would return to that cave and find that skeleton. It all started there and would end there.
Facing everything that was doomed to perish, Lu Xun had his own fate, and he had his own.
It was all over.