Later, he understood why she was so miserable—she had killed someone.
That day, when Agnes pointed her spear at Su Luoluo, the pollution in Su Luoluo erupted, and Agnes was cut in half and turned into black mud. Su Luoluo was confirmed to be the Demon King, and everyone in that era hated her.
Su Mingan kept thinking that she just needed to endure it for a while longer - she had decided not to escape, and he couldn't make the decision for her.
Once, he passed by her room and found it empty. As if something had grabbed his heart, he immediately went to look for her and finally found her in the park. She was sitting in the sunflower bed, her skirt covered with mud.
Seeing Su Mingan coming, she let out an "Ah?", like a huh cat.
But this time, Su Mingan couldn't laugh.
"Remember to make a report before running out, otherwise I would have thought something went wrong." Su Mingan wiped her hands. The blue-green marks could not be wiped clean at all, like a deep virus mark.
He could almost see the clouds approaching and the train was about to get stuck in them.
However, she did not respond, nor did she give him that familiar smile as usual, nor did she call him Little Cloud.
She simply held his hand, as if she were approaching a cat, with her eyelashes drawn close, almost touching his pupils.
"You are..." She looked confused:
"who?"
At this moment, the railroad tracks in Su Mingan's heart collapsed.
He looked back at her blankly, thinking he had heard it wrong, until his hearing confirmed her words - she was asking him, who are you?
……who I am?
He held her hand tightly and put it to his forehead. His posture at this moment did not look like a god showing mercy to his believers, but rather like a believer praying.
At this moment, looking at her blank eyes, he thought of Yueyue who was trapped in the red soil and on the verge of death. At that time, she also had such confused eyes and such irreparable loss.
But without the thirty-third miracle, Su Luoluo couldn’t be saved.
"... Stop, Su Luoluo."
He trembled for a long time and finally said this.
Stop.
You have the authority over cause and effect, but this should not be your destiny.
You have nothing to do with my perfect clearance, there is no need.
Su Luoluo blinked, but suddenly began to breathe rapidly.
Her condition worsened again, so Su Mingan had no choice but to send her back.
After the door was closed, Su Mingan stood outside the room, the bright blue light made his shadow very long.
"Four more days... four days..." he warned himself.
Don't get too emotionally involved.
You will leave sooner or later, some destinies are already determined.
After that, Su Luoluo began to lose her mind more and more frequently. They were very close to each other, but she would always disappear without any signs. Although he could find her quickly, he would feel palpitations every time. They agreed to call this escape and search "hide and seek", using the term of game to describe the cruelty of this action.
But patience would only wear thin a little bit, and he gradually became tired. Until Su Luoluo suggested locking her room.
This way, you can solve the problem once and for all.
…What’s the difference between that and being a prisoner?
Su Mingan looked at the closed door and the key in his hand fell to the ground. He actually began to wonder why he had to bear such a burden, watching her slide into the abyss and locking it with his own hands, just like taking care of an old man with Alzheimer's disease.
"Knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door, followed by her screaming at the top of her lungs. She was having another attack.
"Please let me go! Xiaoyun... Lord God! Please let me go! I don't want to be sent knives, bullied online, and abused... I miss my mother... I don't want to travel through time..."
He could hardly stop himself from raising his hand, the key was in his palm - but even the suggestion to lock the door was her own.
He also promised her that if he didn't turn her back, she would continue after she sobered up, especially since she was just sick now.
He didn't force her, he was just faithfully fulfilling the promise he made when he held her hand. So... the key couldn't fit into the lock, and the tightly closed cell door wouldn't open.
"You should take a nap. Everything will be fine when you wake up." Su Mingan put the key back into the backpack compartment.
"Please... let me go... I'm just a coward... Stop scolding me, stop hating me..." A hoarse cry of a girl almost collapsing came from the door. Her condition was very serious, and her throat was about to be torn apart by crying:
"Su Mingan...why don't you let me go...let me go..."
Su Mingan gritted his teeth and endured it, then turned and left.
…
He had a dream.
I dreamed that he was lying in the sunflower fields all over the hills, rolling around wantonly, and the sun shone on his face, which was very warm.
There was moist soil under his feet. He touched it and began to dig down.
He didn't know what he was digging for. Dreams had no logic. He just wanted to dig downwards.
The soil was pushed out little by little, and more and more things were dug out.
A cross pendant with the scent of snow.
A lemon candy, the colored paper reflects colorful light.
A black bird sculpture with a smooth surface, as if it had been touched many times.
A sunflower, golden and smells like sunshine.
A tomato, juicy and fresh.
A spring cake, even if it is covered with dirt, still exudes fragrance.
Like a giant dragon searching for treasure, Su Mingan kept digging down and dug out all kinds of items.
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