Then he hugged her gently.
He finished all the unfinished tasks in Xiaowen's diary.
—Tell her in person what it’s like to go to school, what chalk dust smells like, what cake tastes like.
Then, give her a hug and tell her not to be afraid.
Su Wensheng is no longer with us, and these promises were fulfilled by him.
"Don't be afraid." Su Mingan held her back steady, which was almost transparent.
“…I have grown up.”
The wind carried the cries of people who survived the disaster.
The sound of running was heard, and the dead silent land gradually became full of sound.
Under the dim street lights, Su Mingan felt the body in her arms was getting lighter and lighter, and she sat in a wheelchair.
"So... you are... the angel who guides souls?" Her voice was also very soft:
"I... have always been abiding by the responsibilities of a qualified person... helping others... without any selfish actions..."
"So... you came... to save me. You came... to redeem me. You allowed me... to complete my final duty... to finish... the first tower... right?"
Su Mingan felt her attachment and reluctance, as well as her disappointment.
——However, he is not an angel who guides souls at all.
——In this world, there is no God who loves and pities mankind.
It was she who redeemed herself and ended her life. From the beginning to the end, no so-called gods or angels favored her. The truth was so cruel that her prayers at the last moment were not answered.
but--
"Um."
Su Mingan responded.
"I am... an old god."
"You redeemed yourself, so here I am."
She needs to be redeemed.
She was so pure, so eager for redemption, so thirsty for hope, and she prayed until the last moment...
"I have been thinking since I was a child, as a qualified person, what kind of life should I live... Should I benefit everyone, or be a person who only cares about myself." Xiao Li said intermittently:
"Later, Xiaowen told me that no matter what kind of life I choose to live...it is my own choice and should not be influenced by anyone."
"He said - 'This is the free and independent soul'."
Some things can't be locked up.
Even with their limbs bound, tied to the operating table, and soaked in countless black mud, some souls remain white from beginning to end.
In fact, Xiao Li did not die on the day he was on the operating table.
As early as the day she was discovered to be qualified, as early as the day she insisted on being pure and good - she was already dying day by day.
Su Mingan held her in his arms, like an angel's wings holding her together. Her blood soaked him, and her flesh and blood began to dissipate bit by bit, until she gradually turned into white bones in the wheelchair - until the white bones also began to dissipate.
Ten-year-old Su Wensheng stumbled out of the safe house and saw her gradually disappearing.
The wheelchair was empty, and no one blinked their clear eyes and made a promise to him to stay alive.
…
[On February 9, the experimental subject "Xiao Li" received a kidney transplant and the operation was successful.]
[On February 11, the experimental subject "Xiao Li" underwent a liver transplant and the operation was successful.]
[On February 12, the experimental subject "Xiao Li" had a heart transplant, and the operation was successful. Next, she will undergo a xenomorphic transformation. May the gods bless us.]
…
…
【X month x day, unknown weather.】
[After waking up from the operating table, I was confused. Everything seemed different.]
[Blood-colored tentacles grew from my back and pierced the adults. The adults lost their breath and fell to the ground covered in blood. I tried to talk to them, but no one responded to me.]
[My mind is also very confused, my way of thinking is very abnormal, and I can't figure anything out. Should I be called "alien" now? ]
[No matter what, I will rescue everyone. ]
[I immediately went to Xiaowen's room and found that he was gone.]
[Has he been rescued? Well... I am too ugly now, and it is not suitable for me to see him again.]
[I went to the children's room, but they were gone. The ward was empty, with only a scalpel and cold organ donation information.]
[Where did they go? Were they rescued as well? ]
[I came to the street and suddenly found out - Oh, great, the kids, aren't they all here? ]
【I walked forward joyfully and hugged them. 】
[The hundreds of sacks on the streets are full of them.]
[Fingers, arms, skin, blue and oxygen-deprived bodies, incomplete bodies, there are so many of them - so many, so many that it dazzles me, but fortunately they are all here. Although they are no longer breathing, they are here. ]
[I smiled and hugged them, kissed the purple backs of their hands, and hugged them. But they couldn't respond to me.]
[Ah——Why on earth have they become so cold? ]
[Why did they enter the sack? 】
[The surgical wounds on their bodies, their bodies without organs - who did it? ]
[I pondered over it, but could not find an answer. But I vaguely felt that... their elders killed them.]
【It is human cruelty and greed. 】
[Reason is disappearing, emotions are collapsing - I walk forward step by step with the beautiful Lycoris behind me, until those adults who still scream also lie down, and they bloom beautiful red flowers.]
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