Chapter 110 Fate "Then I'll kill you first; you're the easiest."...
The night was deep.
The sound of the tide lapping against the sandy shore, and the firelight of the campfire illuminated everyone's faces.
But this was not a bonfire party.
Sang Li even felt a little uneasy.
She held her phone tightly in her hand, her fingertips lingering on the screen for a long time.
I wanted to send a message to Lu Jin to ask how he was doing, but the page kept showing "no signal".
I don't know if they deliberately chose this place.
She could never let go of Lu Jin.
I wonder if BEAM or the Federation will investigate him after he returns to Shangjing City.
Chi Du: "Should I send a message?"
Sang Li looked up at Chi Du: "You must have brought me here on purpose."
Chi Du raised an eyebrow and said frankly, "Yes, isn't this wonderful? The scenery is beautiful."
Sang Li sighed: "So, now that the plan has progressed this far, what's the next step?"
“I don’t know either.” Chi Du shrugged. “Because you don’t say anything, no one knows.”
The campfire crackled and popped.
Fei Ling was grilling fish skewers marinated in rose juice over a fire, their aroma wafting on the sea breeze.
Amber, meanwhile, was half-submerged in the seawater, like a lazy cheetah.
In the distance, you can even see patches of plankton.
Fluorescent, a bluish expanse.
Sang Li looked up at the sky. The night was deep, and the stars were scattered, but her mind was in a mess, as if it had been violently stirred up.
His past was nothing more than "The Truman Show".
Countless eyes were watching her, and countless experiments were pushing her forward.
Those choices we thought were our own were actually less than dreams.
They are all the result of careful design.
Chi Du glanced at her, then suddenly smiled and said, "It's alright. I'll stay by your side."
"Ah, I'm not exactly feeling melancholy, I'm just quite sentimental," Sang Li shrugged.
"That's alright."
Before he could finish speaking, Chi Du suddenly leaned down and kissed Sang Li's cheek.
Sang Li paused for a moment.
There are still people here.
On the other side of the campfire, Fei Ling saw this scene and stared wide-eyed. The fish in her hand fell into the fire with a "sizzle" and flames shot up!
"Chidu!" he shouted angrily.
Chi Du ignored him completely and moved extremely fast. In a flash, he dragged Sang Li directly into the cabin.
They gave Fei Ling absolutely no chance.
The door of the wooden house slammed shut, and Fei Ling's hurried footsteps could be heard outside.
Knock knock knock!
Who is this person?!
"Chi Du, you come out here!"
Didn't we agree that we shouldn't do such inappropriate things when everyone is present?
Moreover, he had just taken advantage of Sang Li's momentary panic.
Isn't this taking advantage of a weakness?
Fei Ling now resents that she has no offensive capabilities, otherwise how could Chi Du always have the upper hand?
Inside the room, Chi Du's cold voice rang out: "Enough. Don't think I don't know what you did in the Memory Flower Room."
"..."
Sang Li glanced at Chi Du, pursed her lips, and decided to remain silent.
"you."
Fei Ling was about to curse, but swallowed it back. She felt a little guilty thinking about how she had uncontrollably shown Sang Li her previous memories without permission. Besides, wasn't it true that Chi Du couldn't see anything in the memory greenhouse?
What happened?
How did he know!
Even if they know, so what? Why should they?
Only Ike Watari can touch him!
Amber glanced at Fei Ling: "Why don't you just tear down her house? If you do, both of them will be out."
"You can tolerate this?" Fei Ling rolled her eyes.
Amber: "No."
Fei Ling rubbed her hands together: "If Sang Li gets angry later, I'll just say it was you who did it."
Amber: "Whatever."
Fei Ling: "Aren't you jealous?"
Amber: "Right now, only Chi Du knows what she wants, you know that?"
Fei Ling: "..."
This stinky fish still talks so hurtfully.
Fei Ling: "In my memory, mermaids have a strong sense of territorial rituals."
Amber: "Then I'll kill you first; you're the easiest."
"..."
Fei Ling continued knocking on the door with a mournful tone: "Little Sang Li, Sang Lili, open the door..."
However, when he knocked on the door, Chi Du and Sang Li were no longer in the house.
Again, I teleported.
Oh.
It was very quiet on the hillside not far away.
Sang Li didn't find Fei Ling annoying, but compared to their first meeting, he seemed to be talking a bit too much.
Chi Du and Sang Li sat side by side on a protruding rock, with the surging waves below the cliff and the faint glow of the campfire distant and insignificant.
But you can still see Amber's fish tail like a shooting star.
Sang Li hugged her knees, gazing blankly at the boundless ocean.
She slowly began to speak: "Suddenly learning the truth is a very cruel thing, discovering that everything is different from what you expected."
Chi Du turned his head and looked at her profile: "But what you experienced wasn't fake either. Professor He Chen has always been very good to you, hasn't he? The roads you walked, the food you ate, the textbooks you studied, even the sets of test papers you hated the most, they all really existed. Your classmates and friends are real too. So am I."
Sang Li remained silent for a moment, then nodded.
A childhood that is planned and designed, at least carries warmth.
Chi Du reached out and brushed aside a strand of Sang Li's hair that had been ruffled by the sea breeze: "You actually had a childhood just like ordinary people, which is already quite remarkable."
At least they didn't have to wander around or spend their time in a laboratory.
Sang Li's throat moved as if she wanted to refute, but she didn't say anything.
Chi Du stared at the distant horizon, his voice low and resolute: "So, there's no need to dwell on these things. Getting here is exactly what you wanted; it's all destiny."
destiny.
This word is very mysterious.
Sang Li turned her head to look at him: "So what kind of person are you?"
Chi Du smiled, his gaze unfathomable in the night: "Then what do you want to know?"
Sang Li stared at him, deliberately lowering her voice: "Evolution. How did you become so strong? I remember, back then you only had the abnormal ability of teleportation, right?"
Chi Du was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Isn't this easy to understand? Originally, I had already undergone so many experiments, and I was already evolving. It's just that my body couldn't take it and was on the verge of collapse. Later, I formed an emotional connection with Xiao Sangli. Sharing energy propelled my evolution."
Sang Li listened and said, "I don't understand. Does it mean that evolution can be completed by concentrating energy into one person?"
“Of course not,” Chi Du denied, his eyes gentle yet resolute: “Because of love.”
"ah?"
"Your abilities come from love. Whether it's attraction or faith, it's all love."
When Chi Du spoke, it seemed as if stars were twinkling in his eyes.
"Love can change everything, it can transcend everything. Science pursues power, reason pursues order, but love can break these frameworks, it can penetrate time, it can cross space. Just like us right now, no matter what fate has set out for us, we will still be together. Evolution is not the result of experiments, just like Amber, it is a natural, emotional choice."
Sang Li was stunned by those words, and her heart tightened slightly.
Chi Du is the only one with the same origin mark on his body.
The young Sang Li must have been carrying immense grief back then.
He assigned some of his abilities to Ike.
Or perhaps Ike Watari didn't actually die.
shuttle.
wrong.
Time travel.
No, even if they are dead.
It is also possible to be resurrected from the dead.
The past Ike-dori can replace the deceased Ike-dori and become Ike-dori.
Or rather, the past covers the present.
Sang Li didn't actually know what logic was.
"You can do more than just teleport, right?" Sang Li spoke slowly, her gaze complex. "You can even create your own space. Like here. You can easily travel from one end of the Earth to the other, right?"
Chi Du did not deny it, but instead smiled, his fingertips lightly touching the back of her hand.
It seemed to answer her question.
Sang Li pressed further, "So, is there anything you're still hiding from me?"
Chi Du gazed at her silently, the sea breeze blowing, as if telling some forbidden truth: "Yes. I can travel to any anchor point."
He paused, his gaze as deep as the night: "Now, past."
Sang Li gazed at him and slowly raised her hand.
However, as soon as she raised her fingers, they were firmly held by Chi Du.
Chi Du's voice held a hint of restrained laughter: "I know what you're trying to do, don't touch it."
Sang Li raised an eyebrow, her smile carrying a hint of danger: "This is truly a wonderful thing. With this mark, can I control you at all times?"
Chi Du's eyes deepened, his gaze as dark as the night sea: "You don't need to, yet you can control me."
Sang Li looked at him quietly, then suddenly changed the subject and asked, "So, what were you doing all that time you disappeared before?"
Chi Du withdrew his smile slightly, and after a moment of silence, he spoke: "Looking for someone. Looking for He Chen. Unfortunately, I haven't found him yet, as I told you. After we met again, I haven't lied to you. You don't need to speculate about me."
Sang Li responded with an "Oh".
The sea surface under the night sky shimmered with tiny lights, like countless shattered stars.
Chi Du moved closer to her, his voice whispering in her ear: "Although I've said it many times, I still want to say it again, you're finally back."
Sang Li blinked: "But I have no memory."
Chi Du laughed, his nose brushing against her cheek, his breath hot: "It's alright. It won't affect anything."
Sang Li did not dodge.
He slowly leaned closer, his voice so suppressed it was almost a sigh: "I miss you so much, I really miss you so much."
But the next moment, Chi Du's tone suddenly became strong: "But if you come back, I'll have to share you with someone else. I don't want that."
Before he finished speaking, his hand covered the homologous mark on her chest.
The fingertips gently caressed, the movements restrained and slow, as if deliberately prolonging the meaning and time of the touch.
The sea breeze howled, and firelight flickered in the distance.
Hmm!
The moment the shared mark was touched, Sang Li suddenly held her breath.
It felt as if a tiny, intense flame had suddenly ignited in my chest, spreading along my blood vessels to every part of my body.
Her skin began to burn, and even her breathing became rapid and disordered.
"You said you wouldn't touch it."
"I didn't say I wouldn't touch you."
Ike Watari's breathing grew heavier and heavier, like lava rolling out from the depths of his throat.
He cupped her face in his hands, but his movements were unexpectedly gentle, as if he were piecing together her existence again.
A kiss landed.
The corners of his lips, then the bridge of his nose, the corners of his eyes, the tips of his eyebrows—every detail was meticulously depicted.
Like a ritual, he gradually absorbed her into the heat within his body.
Sang Li's mind went blank, and she murmured in a daze, "It's too hard here."
The next second, the world suddenly tilted.
The cold wood and stone disappeared, and soft bedding enveloped them, leaving only the sounds of breathing and heartbeats in the room.
Their breaths mingled, their movements were so urgent that they seemed to want to etch each other into their very bones.
Sang Li suddenly felt that only when she was by his side could her empty soul be filled, and a long-lost sense of comfort surged in like a tide.
Her heartbeats intertwined with his, blurring the lines between them.
Like two rivers that have been separated for a long time, they converge at this moment and rush in the same direction.
The air was thick with the scent of sweat and the ocean, our breaths mingling. A searing heat coursed through us, the warmth seeping into every inch of our skin and into our chests. Time seemed to stand still, yet also stretched out.
Sang Li felt completely surrounded by him, as if she were floating in the weightless deep sea.
Consciousness trembled, thoughts fragmented, and all senses amplified into a pleasurable yet intense resonance. Control and being controlled surged like a tide, then melted into a warm tranquility.
The night was already very quiet.
"Chidu".
"I am here."
"I……"
"Go to sleep."
The morning light of the next day shone through the gaps in the curtains onto the slightly messy bed in the cabin.
Sang Li slowly opened her eyes. The room was quiet, and Fei Ling and Amber were gone.
"Where are they?" she asked groggily.
Chi Du leaned against the bedside, his eyes half-closed, and said in a low voice, "I've gone to find someone."
“My mom?” Sang Li sat up, her hair disheveled, her eyes still warm from last night.
“Slo,” Chi Du said, “we have to get him out of here.”
Sang Li jokingly said, "Did you arrange for the other two to leave so you could have me all to yourself? That's such a capitalist thing to do."
Chi Du just smiled, pulled her towards him, and placed his lips on her forehead and eyebrows, then on her lips, warm and firm.
"You have to make it up to me. You've been away from me for so long, and you still smell like another man."
Sang Li felt guilty: "Don't tease me, I need to think about what to do next."
Ike Watari: "Okay."
"real?"
"certainly."
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