"Yes, now it has finally come true. From now on, we will become free explorers, and no one can tie you down." Xiao Ying said.
“I…don’t want to…”
"So, Su Mingan." Xiao Ying's eyes flickered. Like a believer craving for God. He almost showed all his darkness, evil, and selfishness to God, hoping that God would agree to his request.
"——Let's run away."
"Let me leave..."
"——Only in this way can we be free. I don't want you to become a dead nightingale."
"Let me out..."
"——Because once you go out and become a god again——"
"no……"
"—you're really no longer free."
"no……"
"—promise me, okay?"
“…”
"——What I want, only Die Ying can give me, so I promised Die Ying that I can't let you turn back into a god. If you insist on going back, we can only meet with swords."
“…”
"——Promise me, okay? You can obviously pity Su Luoluo and look for her again and again. Then please have mercy on me, just this once."
“…”
"——Su Mingan..."
“…”
"——Please."
…
"……no."
…
This was the last conversation between them.
Even though he was left with only instinct, Su Mingan never gave in.
Xiao Ying's knife trembled for a long time, but finally fell and stabbed Su Ming'an's neck. Unfortunately, Chao Yan suddenly appeared and strangled his blade. He hesitated for too long and made his decision too late.
Xiao Ying escaped.
After 7 years of Tianshi, Su Mingan gradually recovered his mental state. With Xiao Cheng's disclosure, he learned about Chao Yan's life span.
On the rooftop, he and Chao Yan looked at each other from a distance of several meters.
"Why?" Su Mingan said.
He couldn't believe it... Why would your life come to an end?
"I want to leave the power of life to you." Chao Yan replied calmly.
"I need you, Chaoyan." Su Mingan said.
"I am not the protagonist of your story. You also have a longer way to go. We should at least give you something in return." Chao Yan said, "The soul of Yueyue will not live long. The authority of life can be given to her. As your anchor, she can accompany you longer, right?"
Su Mingan's pupils suddenly contracted.
——He has actually been deliberately avoiding this question. The same goes for Yueyue.
They knew long ago that the soul has a limited lifespan. Yueyue has lived so many lives, and this one is particularly long, possibly lasting a thousand years. It turns out that her lifespan is also coming to an end.
He remembered that she had seldom seen him recently, and mostly stayed in the Old Temple to rest. She seemed very silent throughout the Old World.
But why... must...
It was as if the castle in his heart collapsed. He was motionless and could not utter any words for a while.
——How could he agree or refuse Chao Yan? How could he weigh the lives of these two people?
The bright red tram pole appeared in his hand again. He stood silently beside the railroad tracks, the wind from the train blowing his black hair, and the piercing whistle rang in his ears. In a trance, he was also tied to the railroad tracks, watching the heavy train as heavy as a mountain rolling towards him little by little, and the cold wind stung him.
He once again recalled his initial answer to Chao Yan.
[I thought... I should stand in front of the train. That way no one would die on either side.]
…
"…But it's not the end yet," he whispered.
Chao Yan opened her eyes slightly.
"It's not the end yet... isn't it?" He said, "Akto's soul lifespan is thousands of years. No matter how short Yueyue's soul lifespan is, she can at least survive another one or two copies. By then, I will find a way to keep her alive. Even if the time flow rate of future copies is longer... this is a problem we will have to face sooner or later."
Asagao sighed.
She thought again, this is really unique to him, a kind of naive and precious... idealism. In the past five years, he has not changed at all, no matter how I teach him, he will not change.
She took a few steps closer, cupped his face, and pinched his cheeks.
This action did not have any special meaning, as if she did it subconsciously, just like an elder treating an immature child.
"I know you can't make up your mind." She said, "Well, I'll try to live a little longer, and we'll have a good chat at the end."
Her eyes were like a pair of emerald green jades.
Su Mingan once thought that this was something eternal and unchanging, just like her life. The power of life brought longevity that others envied, but she gave it up easily.
"I have no relatives, no close friends, no lovers, no ties, and no hatred." She pressed her forehead against his, which meant blessing: "My dull life has nothing. Therefore, I want to die soon and enter the afterlife."
"To me, immortality is just a torture. I can't keep anything. Even the most innocent child will turn into dust before my eyes. The last person in the world who is related to me by blood has already died."
"But for you, I can endure this torture."
"Su Ming'an. You don't know my real name, right? If I told you, you would probably be shocked. So, it's better to keep this expectation."
"When I am about to die, I will tell you secretly."
"Take me anytime if you need."
"Oh, I almost forgot something..." She remembered something and suddenly stared into his eyes, as if she was deliberately angry about something.
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