Chapter 73 Chapter 73 The world is still quiet...
The world fell silent again. The transformed hearing of the psychic gave Si Qi powerful hearing.
Outside the door, there were the rustling sounds of her two mothers in this world.
"Have they slept?"
"The lights are still on. Our two rooms are so well decorated. Young people shouldn't be more intimate."
"What do you think? Will their child be raised by us two or by our in-laws?"
"The other family is taking care of their child themselves... It's not time yet. Young people don't need to rush into this."
After hearing the sound of the door closing, Si Qi opened his eyes dully: "Where is this? Why did you create such an illusion to deceive me? Where is Si Ruxu?"
She was very close to Him, so close that she could put her space blade against His white neck.
"Si Qi." There were finally some other emotions in his eyes, complicated ones, as if all the sadness was rolled into a ball.
"Am I not Si Ruxu?" The face that looked exactly like Si Ruxu showed a soft, hurt expression, but the corners of the lips were slightly raised, as if in mockery.
Si Qi stopped talking.
He is indeed Si Ruxu, the Si Ruxu who has become a god, a god who has gone mad and traveled through various worlds and time and space for a long time.
Si Qi felt that there was a huge force restraining her. The god was still sitting on her lap, his eyes blurred and filled with affection that had accumulated for a long time.
His hand gently stroked Si Qi's face, his tone gentle and affectionate.
"Si Qi, do you know how much I hate you?"
"You never said anything until you died, and then let me look everywhere for any trace of you."
"Do you know how much pain I'm in?"
The blood-red in the bottom of the amber eyes grew deeper and deeper, and the dark red lines on Siqi's forehead rose strangely again.
"Don't you like hearing me cry? My voice is hoarse now. Do you still like it?"
Si Qi looked at Si Ruxu in a daze. So, was her voice hoarse from crying? Then, if she died, how long would Si Ruxu cry?
But the god did not change his voice back to its hoarse state, as if he was vaguely worried that Si Qi would be disgusted.
"I've been looking for you, traveling through time and space."
"In some worlds, you have already died. Many Si Ruxu in those worlds will arrange everything within a year after your death and commit suicide for love."
"In some worlds, there's no doomsday, and you're entangled in circles."
"Only here, you now and you then are in the same timeline, sharing the same experiences."
Si Qi understood.
Long before he met her, he had seen countless Si Qi, dead, alive, silent, and lively.
She felt like her world was being flooded with seawater, submerging her body layer by layer, but soon, before it froze, a narrow gap appeared in the seawater.
He came in.
Strong and irresistible.
He pinched Si Qi's neck until her face turned red and all the air in her throat was gone.
"Be good and live here. This is what I give to you...as punishment for leaving without permission." After these words fell, the hands that were restraining Si Qi's neck loosened, and Si Qi coughed violently a few times.
The warmth of life spread in her chest along with the suffocation of death, and she felt the saltiness of the sea water.
She knew.
Si Qi raised his eyes and met the god's gaze in the air.
"You could just find me in a parallel universe, but why did you go to such great lengths to find one with a completely similar timeline?"
Because he had just been strangled, Si Qi's neck turned a little purple, and even the mist in his eyes did not have time to dissipate.
"Because you know that experience is the most important factor that makes up a person. The person you like and the one you lose are just the ones who experienced the end of everything and died in the end. So you have to find someone very similar to fill the gap."
Humans are developmental animals, especially Si Ruxu. Someone like her who can distinguish between the primary and the secondary must know that without the memories and experiences, without the life and death they shared together, Si Qi is not the lover she has been looking for for a long time.
"But, I think so too. You have hundreds of years more experience than my lover." When he said this, Si Qi's heart ached slightly.
If it was Si Ruxu, if it was her Si Ruxu, if she had experienced so many nights worse than death, would she blame herself for dying on that day?
"So I won't treat you the same way another Si Qi treats you. What you desire is different from that Si Qi's married life and ours."
"Besides, does she know that you are searching for a replacement all over time and space?"
The god's eyes, originally indifferent, turned into huge waves when he heard the last sentence.
Time has passed too long and his emotions have been worn away. He only remembers that she loves Si Qi, but he doesn't remember why he loves her. He searches numbly day after day, his heart like a withered spring, dry and dead.
But the words just now, which had not been heard for a long time, once again made his heart feel a pain that was no less than when he watched Si Qi die hundreds of years ago.
There was confusion and struggle in his eyes, and even the look he gave Si Qi changed from love to hate to unconscious strangeness.
He seemed to come alive a little, and after being exposed, he appeared in this strange yet familiar person.
"Go away." The god's voice became hoarse, cold and weak again, like the distant moon hung back on the clouds. Unconsciously, the distance between Si Qi and his close lover was pulled far away.
They should have no relationship.
Si Qi stood up and his eyes fell on the family portrait of three people at the head of the bed. Even the sun was particularly fond of the happy child.
"Do they... really exist?" She asked the god one last question.
"Well, I've been to a time and space like this."
That was the first time he saw Si Qi like that, someone who was loved well and knew how to love. The girl with red lips and white teeth was just as sunny and bright.
He just took a look and left, ignoring the slight pain in his heart. Until now, when he was planning the fifth major crackdown, he suddenly remembered that scene.
He really wanted the girl he loved to grow up well like that.
All that was left to Him was another back view. Si Qi's figure was tall and thin, and her fingertips were pale and bloodless. He watched her leave. The moment the figure was completely wiped out, the world built because of her existence instantly lost its color like paint washed away by water.
All that remains is the real fifth great extermination that was half created by the Creator God.
A gray moon.
Si Qi lowered her eyes. The strong sunlight made her eyes sore. She covered her eyes with her palms and only then could she barely open them a little.
The surroundings are still in ruins. This is the destroyed research institute. So, where is Si Ruxu?
Her heart was beating very fast. She lowered her eyes, grasped her trembling left hand with her right hand, and tried her best to suppress her almost insane rationality.
Then, the space power surged, and all the rubble was lifted into the air. In a small corner, Si Qi saw a woman with a pale face, warm body but no breath.
Her complexion was almost transparent, but her lips were still rosy, as if she had just fallen asleep.
Si Qi stood there without taking a step closer.
Si Ruxu was dead. Maybe it was just what happened just now, or maybe it was that in the seconds before she lifted the stone, she was still struggling to see her one last time.
So what would she think?
Si Qi looked at the person who seemed to be asleep, with a slight smile on his lips.
Before Si Ruxu died, was she glad that the person left behind was not her, or was she still heartbroken that she was left with only one person in the true sense?
The sunlight was stronger than ever before, as if it was opening a little space for her to see her lover's death more clearly.
The familiar passageway opened during the fifth massacre, and the god donned the mask he had worn when they first met. He stared at the broken walls filling the sky, and Si Ruxu sleeping peacefully in front of him, startled slightly.
"Is she dead?"
"Um."
The god narrowed his eyes, trying to find some trace of sadness in that perfect body, but there was none. Si Qi seemed empty, as if his soul had been taken away.
The stone was put down again, just avoiding Si Ruxu's position.
Si Qi walked forward and gently picked up Si Ruxu. His movements were very light and gentle, as if he didn't want to wake the person in his arms.
"Where are you going?" the god spoke again.
"Find a good place for her to be buried."
He was so calm, as if he had just witnessed the death of a stray cat. Once again, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
At that time, He, who had become a god, crushed the space and time He was in with His own hands, and shuttled madly through the remaining space and time. As an ordinary person, Si Qi was left behind, so how could He be so calm?
Is it because you don’t have the ability?
Or, I don’t care at all.
The latter idea was rejected by the gods as soon as it came out. Even if he didn't care about Si Ruxu, he couldn't bear the loneliness and panic of being the only living thing in the world.
Then why...?
"Aren't you sad?" The god followed again.
The person in front of her paused, and when he turned around to look at her, there was a faint smile in his eyes.
"Be happier."
"Why?"
Why do we feel more happy than sad after a loved one dies?
"Because if I knew that if I left before her, she would suffer for hundreds of years, crying herself hoarse, traveling through time and space, witnessing the happiness and pain of others... then I would think, if one person had to go first, then I'd stay."
The god's fingers clenched unconsciously, causing a stinging pain. It was not until a faint smell of blood filled the air that he suddenly raised his hand and looked at the mark on his palm where his fingernails had scratched it.
The night gradually climbed up the treetops. Si Qi sat on the hillside. She preferred this kind of environment. At first, it was because no one would disturb her. Later, perhaps it was because she buried Si Ruxu here.
Too many people died, but no one died on the hillside. Here, perhaps no one would disturb Si Ruxu.
She sat there dejectedly, the moonlight was gentle, like the time before the end of the world.
But it doesn’t enter my heart.
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The author has something to say: I’m stuck.
How could I get stuck at the end?
There should be one or two chapters left.
A long time later, Si Ruxu asked Si Qi: I heard that when I died, not only did you not cry, but you couldn't wait to bury me.
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