Chapter 18 Xiao Ai's Dream
Xiao Ai sat in the bloody forest.
It felt like a crack was torn in front of my eyes.
He saw himself.
Suspecting that life was a cycle, he saw himself in the cycle.
It's all killing and attacking.
Blood, sharp legs...
War, smoke, explosions.
Countless figures, whether human or alien, fell down, and he stood among them.
His feet were covered in blood.
There was only murderous intent in his eyes.
It was as if I saw the disputes in my previous life.
The Zerg's shouts and the enemy's curses.
The painful tearing on the battlefield.
Familiar figures fighting each other.
All I could hear were roars and wails.
At that moment, he seemed to be against the whole world.
The picture flashed, and he saw again how he had forced Ai Zhe.
Those desperate tearful eyes, the struggling movements, the anger and resistance towards oneself.
Clearly reflected in front of my eyes.
He remembered that he was clearly panicking and afraid that Ai Zhe would dislike him.
But he still grabbed Ai Zhe by force and pressed him under him.
At that moment, Ai Zhe's disgusted and evasive expression was like a sharp blade, cutting his heart.
Xiao Ai covered his face in pain.
Tears flowed from between his fingers, he hunched his body, and his shoulders shook.
My heart feels like it's being torn apart.
But the picture didn't stop.
He saw himself again in his previous life, in the form of a young spider.
Lying on Ai Zhe's shoulder.
It was a brief moment of peace in this desolate world.
Ai Zhe's shoulders were strong and warm, and he leaned his head on them.
Ai Zhe touched his head gently.
At that moment, for the first time, he felt that he was no longer alone.
"So, I might have known Ai Zhe before..."
Xiao Ai's eyes were slightly soft, yet with a fiery look, and he whispered in his heart.
The next moment, the picture was all gone.
Everything was engulfed in artillery fire.
He saw himself charging through attacks from other xenos and humans.
The firelight illuminated the bloody ground.
The fragments split his spider body.
Blood is flowing.
On the edge of the smoke.
He tried to turn around and take another look at Ai Zhe.
Unfortunately, it’s too late.
After darkness, new fragments emerge.
Suddenly everything became quiet.
He began to lead his people to explore the wilderness.
He would also visit Aizhe regularly.
In order to see him, he would go to the mountains and forests to pick fruits.
Hold it in the palm of your hand.
Walk a long way.
Even though his fingers were cut by branches and leaves, he was reluctant to throw them away.
But when I got to the door, Ai Zhe often closed it and refused to see me.
The cold door panel blocked him from the wind.
Once, twice, three times.
He just stood outside the door, like a man with nowhere to go.
Until one day, he went to see Ai Zhe again.
The wind was too cold and he was dressed too thinly.
In the cold wind, he waited for a while, ready to put the fruit down and leave.
The door finally opened a crack.
Ai Zhe didn't say much, just threw out an old scarf.
The thick cloth fell into his palm, warm.
When I wear an old scarf, my long hair will be gathered into the scarf.
The self in the picture was stunned, and then laughed.
I laughed so hard that my eyes became wet, but I didn't want the tears to fall.
At that moment, he seemed to feel that he could get even a little response in the illusion.
It is also enough for him to survive in this vast wasteland and painful chaotic world.
Suspected to be a memory from a previous life, the scene finally finished replaying.
He sat in the dark, breathing rapidly, his chest burning like fire.
Scenes from the past overlapped.
Torn and stitched.
Pain, regret, obsession, happiness, all tangled together.
Xiao Ai slowly raised her head, tears still on her face.
But his eyes were stubborn and dangerous.
It turned out that his obsession with Ai Zhe could be traced back to his previous life.
This obsession may have taken root hundreds of years ago.
It’s great that I can meet Ai Zhe again in this life.
The illusion of the bloody forest dissipated.
The air wall disappeared silently like a curtain blown away by the wind.
The three of them stood under the moonlight outside the forest again. For a moment, no one spoke.
Noson lowered his head, seemingly calm, but the corners of his lips were slightly raised.
He saw in the illusion the connection between himself and Aizhe that was destined to be entangled.
Confident and satisfied.
That was the proof of his fate with Ai Zhe.
He just felt that a certain void in his heart was filled.
The uneasiness I had been feeling also dissipated.
Ai Zhe's expression was complicated.
The images in the illusion still flashed in my mind like fragments.
He felt Northam's gaze and caught a glimpse of the silence and loneliness in Xiao Ai's eyes.
He knew that Xiao Ai might have also seen the memories of his past life...
Those obsessive entanglements, those regrets about myself, those out-of-control...
And after Xiao Ai led his people to explore the new land, he braved the wind and frost again and again, and traveled through mountains and rivers to find himself.
Ai Zhe was unwilling to pursue the matter, nor did he want to be kidnapped by the past.
He comforted himself in his heart:
If these were all past lives, they too have become the past.
The world is peaceful now and everyone lives in the present.
As long as we can get along well and be kind to each other.
It is the best result.
Xiao Ai lowered his eyes and kept a distance from the two people.
He didn't say anything, but his hands were tightly clenched on his sleeves.
That kind of silence is more frightening than any other expression.
A breeze blew, carrying with it water vapor.
After the straw for sleeping in the tree hole was laid out, Northen went to sort out the supplies.
Ai Zhe noticed that Xiao Ai walked to the river alone.
He was sitting alone, quietly on the water's edge.
Ai Zhe hesitated for a few seconds, then walked over and sat down next to him.
The two were half an arm's length apart, and neither of them spoke first.
The sound of flowing river became the only background sound.
Ai Zhe handed over a few picked fruits.
His tone was calm: "Eat something."
Xiao Ai was stunned for a moment, then took it hesitantly with his fingertips.
He lowered his head and didn't bite it immediately, but just held it in his palm.
Ai Zhe stared at the water and spoke slowly.
"First of all, we don't know whether those things are a kind of ordeal in this dream, or illusions created by them."
"Secondly, if it really is something from a previous life, there's no need to bring it into the present."
"The present era and everything now are different from the past."
The voice was not loud, but it was firm.
Xiao Ai turned her head and looked at him, a flash of moisture in her eyes.
His throat tightened as he tried to say something.
But he only uttered a low, hoarse "hmm".
Ai Zhe turned his head and looked at him with a calm look.
"Although you do look scary in those scenes..."
When Xiao Ai heard Ai Zhe say this, he was stunned.
"But, right now, I don't care. You're here now, with humans, with everyone, and that's enough."
The hesitation and obsession in Xiao Ai's eyes seemed to be suppressed in an instant.
He rushed over and hugged Ai Zhe tightly.
It was like I had finally found the only support that could make me feel at ease.
A very light smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
There was bitterness but also a hint of peace in that smile.
In the distance, Northen finished packing up his supplies and walked over.
I saw the two of them hugging each other.
He frowned, but said nothing.
He simply walked to the other side, sat down on the ground, and lay back casually.
Looking at the sky, his tone was as straightforward and annoying as ever.
"No matter in the past life or this life, Ai Zhe, don't even think about running away."
Ai Zhe was far away and overheard it accidentally.
He glanced at Northen lightly, with contempt and other complex emotions.
Xiao Ai pursed her lips and her eyes darkened.
The river flows quietly and the sun shines on them.
The awkwardness between the three people has not completely dissipated.
But the breeze took away the heaviest depression.
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