“——!——!”
Woo, woo.
More like a harsh wind.
For some reason, Lu Shu's ears gradually disappeared and his heart was very quiet at this moment.
The distant mountains stretched for thousands of miles, crouching in the gray rain, as if gazing at him silently. The sycamore trees in Daoya City grew very tall, like a big green umbrella, gently covering him.
He slowly hugged himself, and the red butterfly hugged him too. He had never felt so cold before, even when he was shivering under the bridge in the winter a few years ago, his heart was warm at that time. At this moment, he could feel his chest freezing bit by bit, it turned out that the fire in his heart was gone.
The rain flowed into his eyes, but he didn't dare blink. He stared straight at the figure in the sky, letting the sourness overwhelm his vision.
...Su Mingan.
Although he had tried to imagine what it would be like if Su Mingan was gone one day, just thinking about it made him feel cold all over, and he didn't dare to think about it any further.
He hadn't thought it would be today.
He remembered that whether it was his 19th birthday or the New Year celebrations, that person had promised to go home together to see the scenery of various places. Under the fireworks of blessings from all over the world, in the steaming hot springs, in the boat on the vast Milky Way, they put their hands together, closed their eyes and made a wish -
How can I not realize this wish yet?
This should not be his grave.
This is not home.
“…That’s not right.” Lu Shu clenched his fists and slowly stepped back.
A good person would not have this ending. Such a hopeless ending... should never befall Su Mingan. Su Mingan must have a backup plan. As long as he waits, Su Mingan will appear in front of people again. It must be like this.
He had to prepare for Su Mingan to come back, he had to go... yes, he had to call someone. He knew he couldn't come up with any good ideas, so he had to call back all the smart teammates, and they would think of ways together... think broadly. Then, Su Mingan would be able to come back.
The white-haired young man turned around like this—
At this moment, his head was filled with all the snow in the world.
The bells rang and white doves flapped their wings in the rain.
In the fierce fire of the Holy City, the Civet was torn into pieces, leaving only a recorder. It fell to the ground and hit Yamada Machiichi's feet.
A strand of burnt golden hair fell slowly from the sky, stained with a few sparks.
…reminds me of a blond boy, with his back to the sun, a head full of sunlight spinning around him, creating a harmonious golden glow. His azure blue eyes remind me of the dust-free sky after rain, as clean as after washing, and when he smiles, it’s like a river filled with blue.
At this moment, the boy's smile was gone, leaving only a strand of golden hair that was on the verge of being burnt.
Yamada Machi reached out his hand and held up the scorched golden hair. He did not see the equipment fall, so, fortunately or unfortunately, the dead Noel was a fake Noel.
“…Plop, plop.”
His knees hit the ground. Yamada Machi's eyes were dark, and his legs could not bear his weight due to the intense grief.
He held the strand of golden hair that was on the verge of burning against his palm.
He had heard the gods' verdict - Su Ming'an was dead, and everyone heard it.
His life was once a river that was cut off halfway. When a river stops flowing, it becomes stagnant water. Gray sky, gray water, gray school and books... everything is gray in his eyes. Even after entering the world game, he still has strong self-destructive thoughts in his heart, which is inseparable from his depression.
Until I met Su Mingan.
There always seemed to be light in the eyes of that young man. His obsession was the gloomy death, and the young man's obsession seemed to be death as well, but that death was different, it was completely opposite to his - it was like the feeling of "living towards death".
This confused him and made him feel that he had found a kindred spirit, so much so that...they got closer again and again and finally became friends.
From the moment they became friends, Yamada Choichi realized that the restless self-destructive thoughts in his heart finally faded. He no longer needed to wear a gray mask because he finally had sunshine.
But……
"Why are you so nice?" Yamada Machi said in a low voice.
He clenched the hair in his hands.
"Why are you all so nice?"
...But why must even this sunshine disappear?
White dove feathers fell on his shoulders.
He was also covered in snow.
…
Soon, more people finally came out of the feeling of unreality and accepted the fact - Su Mingan was dead.
No one expected that he would die today.
The wind is still blowing in my ears, the peach blossoms are about to bloom their first petals, and wild geese are flying across the sky in the distance. Everything seems so normal, just like a normal day for an ordinary person.
But it was indeed such an ordinary day...Su Mingan died.
Eli and Agnes stood there in a daze. After a moment, Agnes suddenly went crazy, opened the interface, and frantically clicked on the "World Forum" section. She couldn't stand it anymore. She wanted to see everyone's guilt and regret, she wanted to see everyone crying in despair. However, the "World Forum" could only be opened during the break. Her fingertips repeatedly tapped on the gray button, but there was no response.
However, she didn't need to open the "World Forum". Just everything that was presented before her was enough for her to read.
This despair, silence, gloom, absurdity, and pain are all like a raging fire burning before my eyes.
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