"I want to ask you a question."
"Yeah." Su Mingan responded.
"Am I your pride? If my life is a development game, then in the end, have I become... a child who deserves full marks?"
"Of course," he said firmly.
Your life is not a game.
Alice let out a shaky laugh, she smiled softly.
Outside the window, time began to speed up.
Su Mingan didn’t know how many years this acceleration would last. Maybe when he blinked his eyes, Alice would be gone.
He is an old god, and he is not affected by this time acceleration, because the "future" cannot simulate his actions. Others will make predetermined actions as time accelerates, but he will only stand still, as if he has slept for two years.
"Wait for me, we'll go together." He held Alice.
Even if he had to go to Jiuyou, he had to go together. He wanted to witness the resurrection of the alien king with his own eyes. Maybe there was still a chance... He still didn't want to give up on severing his fate.
He tried hard to hide his expression and his trembling. He didn't want to see another name on the Ring of Time.
"Are you really... willing?" Su Mingan asked her at the last moment when the heavy rain obscured her vision.
Are you willing to go to the Netherworld... Are you willing to lose yourself...?
How could the answer be yes?
Alice held a white dried flower in her arms and slowly closed her eyes in the depth of time.
She did not give a clear answer. The last thing she said in his ear was what he had read to her before she went to bed.
“[…Therefore, what we desire is greater than the living, and what we hate is greater than the dead. It is not only the wise who have this mind…]”
There was only heavy rain covering the sky and earth and a long night of gazing at the mountains and the sea, but it seemed as if the orange-red sunset light all over the mountains was lingering on her shoulders. The girl's mature face was filled with an indescribable smile.
Therefore, one can be alive without using it; therefore, one can avoid danger without doing anything.
It is not only the wise who have this mindset.
——Everyone has it.
…
The tune of "Für Alice" came out from the mechanical speakers. This was the last violin piece the girl played in the White Tower before coming to see the detective.
Mi re mi re mi xi re do la……
…
That was the first and last time the girl did not break the treble string of her violin.
It was the year 830 in the past. After a rain, the girl was twenty-one years old, while he was still nineteen.
Alice finally grew older than her detective.
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