Chu Chu stared at the seemingly insignificant human being in front of her, the emotions surging in her heart were complex and subtle. It was a kind of detached contempt, but also mixed with a bit of emotion about the fragility of human nature.
The corners of her mouth curled up in a half-smile, her eyes revealing an unfathomable light. "Su Yufei, are you really willing to give up your human dignity for such a trivial desire? Your father, the human who willingly sacrificed his life for you, his love, in your eyes, is not as valuable as those illusory hopes?"
Before she finished speaking, Chuchu softly chanted an ancient incantation. As the incantation echoed, a tiny crack suddenly appeared in the corner of the room, and a mysterious force surged out, transforming into a dazzling beam of light that instantly filled the entire dark space. This light was more than just illumination; it was like a giant projection screen, slowly playing a microcosm of Su Yufei's life.
The scene unfolds from the moment Su Yufei was born, to his innocent smile as a child, to his radiant youth on campus—every award, every moment of glory standing on the podium, like a glittering star, illuminated the path to his once-dreamlike dreams. However, the good times were short-lived. As the scene shifted, that former glory gradually faded, replaced by endless decadence and self-indulgence. His hazy eyes under the neon lights, his hollow smile amidst the haze, gradually dragged him towards the abyss.
In just two minutes, Su Yufei felt like he'd experienced a lifetime. His eyes, initially filled with struggle and despair, gradually became calm, even revealing a hint of clarity. But the trembling still betrayed his inner struggle and pain.
Seeing this, Chu Chu softened her voice a bit, but still carried an unquestionable power: "Su Yufei, your fate is in your own hands. If you are willing to redeem yourself, your father can be saved; but if you choose to continue to sink, I cannot predict how the road ahead will be tortuous."
Su Yufei looked up, his eyes filled with confusion and fear. He asked as if he was looking at a stranger: "Who... who are you?"
Chuchu smiled slightly, and that smile hid too many secrets and stories: "I am Chuchu. When I was a child, didn't you see me?"
Su Yufei tried hard to recall, but he couldn't recall any memory of Chuchu. He looked around. This seemingly ordinary room seemed to be isolated from the world by some force, not even the sound of the wind could get through. He was even more confused: "No, you can't be her... How did you get in here?"
Chuchu shook her head gently, a hint of helplessness and pity flashing in her eyes. She didn't explain any further, but just flicked her finger lightly, and Su Yufei, as if pulled by an invisible force, slowly fell down and fell into a deep coma.
Afterwards, Chuchu cast a spell again, gently lifted Su Yufei's body, and placed him on the simple bed.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and concentrated, preparing to step into the most mysterious realm - Su Yufei's sea of consciousness.
As soon as she stepped into the desolate land, Chuchu couldn't help but frown. The scene here was even more tragic and desolate than she had expected. Her sea of consciousness, which should have been a vast, boundless ocean teeming with life, now resembled a dead desert, raging with winds and sandstorms threatening to devour everything at any moment.
The storm raged in every corner of the sea of consciousness, with lightning and thunder, as if it was the embodiment of Su Yufei's deepest fear and pain in his heart.
In this desolate place, Chuchu saw fragments of shattered memories floating in the air, some gleaming faintly, others completely dim. She gently reached out, trying to touch the fragments, but felt a strong repulsion and resistance.
This is the last line of defense in Su Yufei's heart, and it is also the struggle between his nostalgia for the good times in the past and his despair in reality.
Chuchu took a deep breath. She knew that in order to untie Su Yufei's knot and help him regain himself, she must first cross this desolate sea of consciousness and find the buried light of hope.
This journey is not destined to be easy...
The night was as dark as ink, and the wind howled recklessly across the desolate land, seeming to tremble even the air itself, foreshadowing the impending storm, not just a simple storm, but a confrontation deep within the soul. Chu Chu, the noble being who held the dual identities of leader of the Chongming Bird Clan and Imperial Concubine of the Underworld, now journeyed through the intertwined borders of chaos and light with unprecedented resolve, searching for the soul that had escaped reality—Su Yufei.
Her pace was rapid and powerful, each step seeming to crush the shackles of the void. It wasn't just a physical rush, but a deep, unwavering pursuit of justice. Her cry, traversing the cracks of time and space, echoed across this abandoned land with undeniable power: "Su Yufei, come out! You can hide today, you can hide tomorrow, but can you hide from your conscience? Do you dare to face me and face the evil you have committed?"
However, all she got in response was dead silence, and even the chill in the air seemed to be mocking.
Su Yufei had clearly become a prisoner of his own fear, curled up in the depths of his dark and narrow sea of consciousness, attempting to escape in exchange for a moment of peace. But Chu Chu knew that escape was never the solution to a problem, especially for those who had touched the stain deep within their souls.
Just as she was about to go deeper, to force Su Yufei to reveal himself in a more direct way, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky. Lightning and thunder roared like the wrath of a god, and the fierce wind turned into an invisible blade, slicing everything around. This was not just the wrath of nature, but more like the awakening of some mysterious power, a warning of what was about to happen.
"You coward! What are you afraid of? Do you think you can escape punishment by hiding? You are wrong, so wrong!" Chuchu's voice was particularly clear and powerful in the storm, and her eyes were shining with an irresistible light, which was the majesty and power unique to Princess Qingming.
"I'm warning you, don't force me to take action myself, otherwise, you will face unimaginable consequences!"
As soon as she finished speaking, as if responding to her will, two evil spirits with twisted bodies and hideous faces suddenly emerged from the darkness. Like messengers of the night, they carried the breath of death and carried the frail Su Yufei out. Su Yufei still retained his youthful appearance, but his eyes had long lost their former innocence and light, leaving only endless fear and helplessness.
"His soul no longer belongs to him. He is just a walking corpse controlled by desire and sin."
One of the evil spirits spoke in a hoarse voice, as if justifying his own behavior, and as if mocking Su Yufei's sorrow.
"Lord Lingjun, you are a noble god, why do you have to meddle in the affairs of us filthy creatures?"
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