Chapter 70 Chapter 70 Si Qi’s heart was entangled with a...
Si Qi's heart was swirling with fog. She looked at the psychic below and couldn't help but whisper, "How can death be useless?"
The people below were suddenly stunned, their faces twisted at the same time. Before they could say anything else, Si Qi's voice fell to the ground again.
"The end of the world is just a definition of human beings. If you all die, who will say this is the end of the world?" As she said this, she thought of the outside world and Guan Xuan. She asked her, do they call this the end of the world?
"If you want to stay alive, organize your own supplies, plan well, and only eat enough to survive every day."
Si Qi pressed the red button in front, and the big screen was turned off instantly. At the same time, the iron gate of the institute issued a warning of exclusion. Those people took a few steps back, but still gathered there, shouting for an explanation.
They both ignored it.
The sky had not yet disappeared. Si Qi sat on the sofa and looked at the sky outside through the floor-to-ceiling window. It was very heavy and gloomy. Dark clouds were hanging in the sky, about to fall.
"Is there anything else you don't know? The massacre hasn't been withdrawn yet." He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the numbers on the sky made Si Qi feel a little depressed for some reason, and they were faintly blood red.
"But I'm thinking of a question." Si Qi tilted his head to look at Si Ruxu, who also looked up at him with a faint smile on her lips: "Ask."
“Is He your future?”
"If so, then why did you become like that? What happened to your throat?"
There are too many unbelievable things.
Why did Si Ruxu look so badly injured? Why did Si Qi's supernatural powers return to Si Ruxu? Why did He sometimes show deep affection and sometimes resentment, even wanting to kill Si Ruxu now?
Si Ruxu slowly shook her head. "No, He doesn't count. From the moment He descended here, He is no longer my future. He now belongs to my counterpart, my future self in another dimension."
Si Qi leaned back, closer to Si Ruxu. The familiar smell did not make her feel much more at ease, but she could now feel Si Ruxu's warmth, and that was good.
In this way, it seems that there are still people we can be together with in the end times.
"Si Ruxu, if you were the only one left at the end of the world, would you become a god?"
Si Qi's words were very soft, but a big hole was dug in Si Ruxu's heart. The wind from all directions seemed to pierce her heart, with a biting coldness.
Si Ruxu was silent.
If something happens in the end and she is the only one left in the world, will she go crazy?
Would she resent Si Qi for abandoning her and dying early?
She will.
Si Ruxu gave herself a positive answer. She looked at Si Qi in front of her. Time passed little by little until a gust of wind blew open the window next to her and in. Si Ruxu suddenly woke up.
She loosened her hand, leaving a purple-black mark on Si Qi's arm where she had unknowingly grabbed it, but Si Qi did not struggle. She raised her eyes and looked straight into Si Ruxu's eyes, patiently waiting for the gloomy thoughts under her pale face.
She wanted her to tell her on her own initiative, just this once.
"It doesn't matter whether you become a god or not, Si Qi." Si Ruxu looked at Si Qi, word by word. Her eyes became redder with every word she spoke, until the corners of her eyes were red as if she had been crying for a long time, leaving unignorable marks beside her eyes.
"But I can't be the only one left in this world. You must live."
Hearing this, Si Qi looked at her with curved eyes and nodded slightly.
She knew the answer.
If Si Ruxu was the only one left in the future, it would be too cruel. No family, no friends, no lover, no kindred spirits. Even the almighty god had fallen, leaving only her.
Perhaps He no longer thinks about love or not. The longer time passes, the more worn out He becomes, and the more blurred His memories become. However, His emotions are like strong liquor buried in the ground in the torment of day after day. Every time He swallows it, it burns His heart more than a mouthful.
So he began to resent why Si Luoheng died, why Si Qi also died. They had clearly promised him, clearly they had said they would live together.
So when he saw Si Qi again, the joy of regaining what he had lost was followed by a long silence, and then by a strong hatred and fear of losing her in the future.
Hate does last longer than love.
The two of them didn't say anything, but they understood each other tacitly. At the same time, the sky outside faded away little by little.
The mystery was solved. The answer Si Luoheng had paid for with his life.
Perhaps there, when she saw Si Ruxu's face from under the mask, she had already figured it out. This was a dead end. Only if she died could Si Ruxu and Si Qi truly figure out the answer to the matter themselves.
Only if they think clearly themselves, the end of the world will not be a dead end.
What she wanted to tell Si Qi was that it didn't matter who died in the apocalypse, because they would be resurrected. After the apocalypse was over, even if Si Ruxu died, it wouldn't matter.
But Si Qi cannot die. No matter for whom, she must live well.
Only if she is alive will there be hope for the future, and only if she is alive will Si Ruxu not go crazy.
God can save the world. He can fabricate things bit by bit, go back a little bit, and bring everyone back to life bit by bit. But Si Ruxu did not do so after becoming a god.
He has gone crazy since Si Qi's death. He would rather go to various worlds to plunder and destroy the world. He stubbornly believes that Si Qi died because of the end of the world, so he must destroy the end of the world so that Si Qi will come back.
Si Qi's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his head to look at Si Ruxu.
Si Luoheng still loves Si Ruxu very much.
Si Qi suddenly understood the trembling in Si Luoheng's voice when she saw the face beneath the mask. She couldn't believe that Si Ruxu would walk this long, long, long road alone. For someone like her, what kind of despair would it take to drive her mad?
So she even put herself at risk. If they really died and only one person was left, she hoped that person would be Si Qi. Si Qi was used to being alone, and even if she was alone, she could save everything.
After the sky faded, the covered sun was not released. Instead, there was a burning feeling in the air and a heavy air pressure that made it hard to breathe.
As if they had sensed something was wrong, the people surrounding the base began to move. High-level psychics boarded armored vehicles in wave after wave to prepare for evacuation, while the lower-level ones ran towards the nearest base in panic.
Si Qi lowered his eyes to look at those people. The sky was getting darker and darker, and slowly the color was almost invisible.
The lights of the institute were particularly conspicuous in the darkness. Those who got on the armored vehicles had already evacuated. Some people with special abilities ran into the base, while some people crawled in front of the institute's door, begging them to open it.
Si Qi and Si Ruxu turned a deaf ear to both the previous pleas and the current abuse.
The sky was still torn open, leaving a crimson crack, and a huge, glowing fireball fell from the high clouds.
It was getting closer and closer, and exploded when it was a few hundred meters away, turning into countless small fireballs. The institute activated the automatic protection mode, but could still smell the burning smell of the fireball hitting the protective shield.
Si Qi suddenly thought of Luo Feng, the puppies, and the ordinary people in the base. What about them? In such an extreme environment, should they be abandoned or kept alive?
In this environment, can the points she left behind still be recognized? Is the currency still useful?
She doesn't know.
It was very late at night, and the fireballs outside became very small. Only a few of them hit the roof occasionally, but were blocked by the protective shield.
Si Qi felt a little sleepy, so she lay down on the bed. The closed door blocked out all light and sound, but the warning from the institute continued to ring.
Si Ruxu moved towards her carefully as usual until he was in her arms.
The woman had a unique and familiar fragrance on her body. Si Qi placed his hands on her waist and abdomen, then rested his chin on her shoulder.
It was a very comfortable and safe position, her eyes drooped slightly, and she almost fell asleep.
But in the dim light, Si Ruxu's breathing was shallow, and she didn't even dare to move too heavily in Si Qi's arms.
"Si Qi." She tried to suppress the tears that were about to burst out, "We will always be together, right?"
Si Qi, who had been extremely sleepy, gently raised her eyes. She hugged Si Ruxu and comforted her intermittently: "Yes, we will always be together."
Even if she leaves, the one who leaves will always be Si Ruxu. She will stay, and the one who stays will always be the one who loves her the most.
Si Ruxu listened to the steady breathing in front of her, and her heart felt a faint sourness, and it was so swollen that it made it difficult for her to think independently.
The scene of his mask being taken off played over and over in Si Ruxu's mind, mixed with the memories of her and Si Qi's youth.
Si Qi doesn't take care of her body. Her mother has always been a negative example for her. She doesn't care whether the food is hot or whether she should buy thicker clothes in the winter.
She always wore her school uniform in the summer, and in the winter she would wear her thickest coat over it. She would eat the cold rice she brought from home in the summer, and she would eat the same in the winter, sometimes not eating at all if she couldn't finish it.
So her stomach is very bad, and as a sequelae of being exposed to cold wind for a long time when going to and from school, she suffers from joint pain and headaches from time to time.
When she was in pain, she would lie on the table, or support herself with one hand to read or do homework. She would not say anything, including to Si Ruxu, who had already expressed his love to her at that time.
But the young Si Ruxu was sincere at that time and could not be driven away. She often passed by Si Qi's classroom, passed by the table where she ate cold rice, passed by her lying on the table, covering her stomach with her left hand and holding a pen for homework in her right hand.
While talking to her, I felt a chill coming towards me.
At that time, she didn't know how to truly love someone, but for the first time, she understood something else in her love. Later, she found out that it was heartache.
But she also knew that before she began to feel sorry for Si Qi, he had already gone through countless such difficult winters.
She sent food, medicine, heating pads, and scarves, but each one was rejected by Si Qi. Even if someone occasionally accepted it, they would transfer the money to her. Giving gifts was not difficult for her, but getting Si Qi to accept her gifts was difficult.
She was wary of all the kindness in the world because she had nothing to give in return, and she knew that many gifts were just barter transactions.
Until one day, she knitted a scarf by herself and gave it to him. It was not pretty, but Si Qi's words of refusal stopped when her eyes fell on her fingers wrapped in bandages.
She accepted the scarf and said thank you with a smile, very politely and softly. This was the beginning of their real closeness.
Si Qi is not used to accepting other people's love, but she is soft-hearted and gentle, so she will refuse gifts, but she will not refuse a warm and sincere heart held in her hands.
Young Si Ruxu had all the love she could get: from her parents, relatives, friends, and even strangers. But when it came to love and relationships, her perspective on love was largely formed through her time with Si Qi.
It manifests itself day by day, sprouts day by day, and day by day, due to some reasons, it loses its original intention.
What she thought was an ordinary thing at the time hit her heart accurately a few years later, turning into tears that fell on the outside of her lover's clothes.
She didn't sleep all night.
Watch the moonlight fall, watch the moonlight retreat, watch the pitch-black night, watch the dim dawn light, watch the sun rise steadily.
Yesterday passed by and it seemed like a lifetime.
It made her realize how many nights like this she and Si Qi had shared. It reminded her of what her friend had told her after their breakup: the crabapple blossoms Si Qi had taken to the top of a mountain to take pictures of at four in the morning.
Si Qi had long since come out of the day-to-day torment.
She was so sorry. She only just realized how cruel she had been. She had stepped on the still-unhealed scars of the person who had once loved her the most, and used her remaining love to create her own grandiose plans.
Every link in the plan was based on Si Qi's love, and until now, he was taking advantage of her kindness.
The sunlight had already fallen in through the gaps in the doors and windows, falling on Si Qi's closed eyes. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up.
He opened his eyes very quickly, and Si Ruxu had no way to avoid it. His eyes, which were red as if dripping blood, the moisture in his eyes, and the darkness under his eyes were all clearly visible to Si Qi.
Si Ruxu's heart was beating fast. How was she going to explain her current state? Was she going to say that she was thinking about the past, or was she going to express how sorry she was? Si Qi probably didn't want to hear any of these.
But Siqi didn't ask her.
She hugged Si Ruxu tightly and held her in her arms.
"Are you hungry?"
Si Ruxu shook her head, and suddenly remembered that Si Qi couldn't see her, so she replied in a slightly hoarse, dull voice: "Not hungry."
"Yeah." Si Qi's voice still carried a hint of tiredness from just waking up. Her breathing was light and her voice was soft. "Then sleep a little longer."
Si Ruxu nodded softly and gradually fell asleep.
Hail slowly began to fall from the sky outside, with thunder and lightning flashing. Si Ruxu's lightning and healing abilities, which she had originally acquired due to the virus, gradually disappeared.
The elements in the air became more obvious.
He sprinkled the antidote in the air and used his spatial ability to teleport it to various locations, including here.
Si Ruxu lost the superpowers brought by the virus, and the superpowers in Si Qi's body began to stir, rushing into Si Ruxu's body.
Until her body reached its limit.
Si Qi opened her eyes at this time. She looked at the blood-red lines around Si Ruxu's eyes. They were very beautiful and vivid. Compared to the lines on her body, these lines on Si Ruxu's body seemed to be really alive.
Only with Si Ruxu are they truly willing.
Although most of the superpowers are still in her.
However, her body has been a container for so long and has suffered so many injuries that she now relies almost entirely on her second superpower to maintain her life and stabilize her hidden injuries.
She seemed to know how she would die.
Maybe it is not in the enemy's suppression, and maybe it is not in the extreme cold or heat outside the end of the world.
But it was on a quiet afternoon, while I was sleeping in Si Ruxu's arms.
Because all the superpowers in his body were transferred to Si Ruxu, he couldn't suppress the hidden injuries and died from the backlash.
What should Si Ruxu do?
Si Qi looked at the sky. The sky, which had been dark, changed color after all the psychics turned into ordinary people.
Like a normal sunny day.
Only a few lines of familiar fonts appeared faintly on the sky.
"There are still seven days until the fifth major crackdown."
During the fifth major crackdown, the truth was right before his eyes. The thing he had prayed for so much was finally placed here, but Si Qi felt a melancholy that he didn't want to open it.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the person who was still pulling at her clothes while sleeping, with some reluctance and melancholy in her eyes.
Finally, she stretched out her hand and placed it on Si Ruxu's lower abdomen. The supernatural power in the palm of her hand surged, silently and forcefully plundering the blood-red supernatural power in her body.
The supernatural power in her body surged, and her mouth tasted of rusty blood again. She reached out her hand and subconsciously wiped away the blood that had overflowed from the corner of her lips.
Si Ruxu didn't wake up. She was too tired and hadn't had a good rest for a long time.
Si Qi carefully separated Si Ruxu from himself.
She quickly glanced at the weather outside, and then cleaned the blood on her lips and the taste of rust in her mouth before Si Ruxu woke up.
Si Ruxu woke up quickly. Before she got out of bed in panic, Si Qi walked into the room with a gentle smile on his lips and two bottles of warm milk.
As if nothing had ever happened.
Si Ruxu clenched her fingertips, carefully avoiding looking at the countdown for the fifth major massacre on the sky outside.
When she took the milk, some secret and complicated thoughts arose in her heart.
So strange.
They seemed to be hiding in a cellar, pretending that the world was at peace, pretending that their lovers had not seen their death, and were spending their last moments well.
She curled her lips and looked at the person in front of her: "Si Qi, be happy every day."
Live happily these days.
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