210

The bus continued to drive slowly on the road scorched by the sun in the afternoon of May. People kept getting off the bus. Now there were no more passengers left on the bus. Along the way, the host on the radio used slightly exaggerated words to describe the football that is now happening around the world. It is not difficult to imagine how crazy the social network would be when more people gather.

Noel lay back in the chair with his eyes half closed. He did not sleep last night but just wandered around. Fortunately, Tokyo was bustling enough at night so that his behavior of wandering around in the middle of the night did not seem too abrupt.

[I still think you have too many football complaints]

In my mind, Xiao Hei kept chattering, even louder than when Xiao Guang was at his most chatty, but Noel rarely stopped him and took the initiative to suggest:

[Why don’t you tell me your original plan, Xiao Hei]

[…You’ve almost guessed it, haven’t you?]

[But I still want to know the gift you prepared for me, okay~]

[…Xia Tian told me that his parents were in need of a younger brother to raise.]

Xiao Hei started with a reason that sounded completely irrelevant. He paused and added an explanation:

[He is Xia Tian from a parallel world, and has not yet encountered the death of his parents. By chance, I discovered that the author of their world did not draw comics, but chose to become an explorer.]

[At that time, this world was bound by the rules of the original manga, and according to the rules, whether it was Morobushi Kagemitsu or Miyano Akemi, or the people you saved by using your advance knowledge of the plot, should have ended up dead.]

[So I thought, can I change the rules? The rules were born from comics, but comics can be changed. After some attempts, the source of the rules of this world changed from the original comic to the comic created by Xia Tian.]

[He cares a lot about his parents. After I told him in advance about the dangers his parents would encounter, he agreed to help. In order to update at the speed of one volume per week as soon as possible...]

【Wait, how much? ? !】

【One volume per week...】

Even Xiao Hei knew that the update frequency was a bit too high, and he couldn't help but sound guilty. Noel was also silent. As a cartoonist himself, he actually felt like he was being swept away by another world.

[After confirming that the people you saved would survive under the new rules, I wondered if I could use my cognition to help you... You said before that you wanted to go to the summer world, so you committed suicide and reincarnated every day...]

Noel felt a little weird after hearing this. He had never thought that what he said at that time would be taken so seriously as a wish to be fulfilled.

[Xia Tian deliberately released the news that the comic character has a prototype, plus there are still the last remnants of Xia Tian in your body, these can be used as a medium to guide your soul over. Don't worry about the body problem, Xia Tian is very skilled in this area, he can find a suitable body for you that won't hurt others, as for your identity, just hang it up at their house...]

As he spoke, Xiao Hei's voice was filled with a hint of anticipation.

[That's the world you want to go to, Noel. I know it's hard for you to accept that you continue to live in this world. This is your choice and I will respect it, but...]

[This world is too bad, Noel. You can go to a better world and have a brand new life. Those sins should be removed from your soul and stay in this world. This is what this world owes you.]

Is that what you think...Noel had a gentle smile on his face, and his light-colored pupils contained a faint smile.

At this time, the bus stopped again, and all the passengers except Noel got off the bus. The bus started slowly again. The driver finally raised his eyelids and looked at the last passenger through the rearview mirror with a subtle expression.

Noel felt the other party's observation, but he ignored it and looked sideways at the scenery outside the window. He changed many modes of transportation along the way and emptied the change in his pocket. This place was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city and in the suburbs. Even further away, some humid air was quietly blowing over.

[Xiao Hei, do you know that when I got the memory of summer, I thought I was a time traveler]

【Know......】

Xiao Hei said sullenly:

[I wanted you to live, and I deliberately didn’t tell you this]

Xiao Hei's voice was a little muffled, and he seemed like he was about to cry.

【But I didn't stop killing at that time. Do you know what I was thinking at that time? 】

【You couldn't resist at that time...】

[No, I mean the idea. At that time, I was so high up that I thought, this is the world of comics, and what I killed is a ball of ink.]

Xiao Hei was stunned. This seemed to be something he had never heard Noel say before.

[The comic world, in fact, it is true. From the perspective of the summer world, this is a world born from comics.]

[You said that there are differences between the worlds. The world of summer should be a higher-dimensional existence. In that world, no matter how touching the story is, it is ultimately just a written story, and the characters and plots in it can be changed at will.]

[So, Xiao Hei, I don’t want everyone to turn into ink, do you understand?]

[Or, if everyone is ink, then I should be the same as them]

[Those who hurt me, those I hurt, those who love me, those I love, are all in this world. My soul is also in this world, Xiao Hei]

[This world is indeed a bit cruel, but everything I care about is here]

[Including you, Xiao Hei, as the consciousness of this world, you are not that big according to the length of the comic series]

【At least older than you...】

[Knowing everything you have done, I am really happy, just like knowing what Xiaoguang and the others have done, I can’t help but feel happy even though I will fail to live up to your expectations.]

As he spoke, he rolled down the car window. The salty sea breeze rushed in along with a piece of blue. Outside was the endless sea, shining with mottled and translucent gold in the sunlight. It was stunningly beautiful, and was reflected in Noel's pale eyes.

[Please do me a favor, Xiao Hei]

[You said there is still a last fragment in my body, can you help me heal my body?]

[Yes, but...]

[After all, there are so many strange drugs on my body, it would be fine if it causes marine pollution]

As Noel was talking, he pressed the bell to get off the bus, but he saw that the bus driver suddenly became alert and looked at him intently. He could only sigh helplessly, thinking that he must have realized something and chose to call the police.

Feeling the energy gradually restored in the body, the perception changes from blurry to clear as if awakened, and then I touch this world with joy, trying my best to depict the colors in it and where I want to keep them.

Noel stood up and went to the drop-off point to wait. He apologized to the driver in his heart, thinking that Noah's Ark should be able to find out the problem quickly and would not forget to compensate him. So he quickly turned his attention to his reflection in the glass. He was very sorry that his hair color had not been restored, but he raised his hand and found that the scar on his wrist had disappeared. He smiled and said in his heart:

[Yes, this is perfect, and keeping the white hair makes it look cooler]

[The drugs in your body should have all dissolved]

Xiao Hei said in a muffled voice:

[This amount will not have any effect on the ocean]

[We also need to consider the feelings of marine life]

But you didn't consider our feelings.

【Um......】

[Everyone will be very sad]

【Feel sorry】

[But I don't regret meeting you, and neither do they]

【My Honor】

【Noel】

【Um】

【goodbye】

———

"Noel didn't come," Miyano Shiho was talking to Morobushi Kagemitsu, but on the other side, there was silence, and only the rising and falling breathing could prove that there was indeed someone there.

"Murakami is dead. Inoue killed him, and then he committed suicide." Miyano Shiho calmly said another piece of news. There was still silence on the other side. Then he slowly said, "I know."

"Then I'll hang up first." Miyano Shiho hung up the phone, then tried her best to cover her mouth, and the tears in her eyes finally fell.

———

Zhu Fu Jingguang sat on the sofa in the living room. The arm holding the phone slowly dropped down, and the other hand carefully grasped the corner of the note. On the back of the note was a line of words that had been erased and rewritten. It read:

“It’s nice to meet you.”

His heart was tightly grasped by the note, and it turned into a lump of iron stuck in his throat, making it impossible for him to utter a single sound. The blond man, who was still wearing a high-end suit tailored for Bourbon, stood behind the sofa, with his back to his important friend, and whispered:

"Noah's Ark found its final resting place, which was the seaside."

"The bus driver was very quick to realize what was happening and he called the police immediately, but was blocked by the procedure Noel had prepared in advance. He then knocked the driver unconscious and got off the bus himself."

"Hagiwara Matsuda and the squad leader are here to help with the final finishing work."

Furiya Rei paused for a moment, turned around, and looked at the man who was curled up in the sofa, with his head buried in his arms and his forehead pressed tightly against his knees. He looked extremely fragile. The other person's arched back was trembling, and his hands unconsciously clenched at his elbows, and then he let out a painful whimper.

"Cry it out, Hiro, you've done all you can, take a break."

He patted his friend's back softly, listening to his hoarse cries, and could only accompany him in silence, trying to convey some strength. Although he knew that the other party would not fall from this state, the pain at this moment was extremely real, so real that it was despairing.

/You are the light,/

He wrote in his letter:

/Although it is not exclusive to me, it shines clearly on me, allowing me to see clearly that the world is not a dark abyss. This is my greatest luck, and I hope it is not unique to me. /

/I hope someone can encounter this luck sooner and live freely in a world illuminated by light. /

--over--