"...It's so far, so hard. I can't even reach that sunflower garden..."
“Wow!”
A white light burst out, like a heavy snowstorm. When Su Mingan opened his eyes again, Qi Jue had disappeared. Heavy white snow was floating in the air, and every piece of snow contained an abundant source of life.
Under the influence of the source of life, Fu En's wounds healed, and the unconscious Tianyu and others gradually woke up.
The goddess of life passed away, and the source of life returned to nature. The people present enjoyed this blessing. The dying recovered, the seriously injured were intact, and the healthy had rosy complexions. They looked up blankly, as if they had not yet realized that the twenty-seven gods of Luowasha had become twenty-six gods, and they were just happily checking their bodies.
——I create first and then erase.
At this moment, looking at the beautiful scene in the hall, Su Mingan remembered the Creator's Oath.
...erase it?
He felt a dull pain in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was Si Que's emotion or his illusion.
…
On the high platform, where Qi Jue had originally stood, there lay a colorless drama memory lens, shining brightly.
This is the dramatic memory lens left behind after His death.
Su Mingan touched it, and a study room appeared before his eyes——
…
With long purple hair flowing, Si Que held a feather pen and wrote on the manuscript paper.
As he put pen to paper, a green-haired young man appeared on the manuscript paper. He wore sunflower earrings, put his hands in his pockets, and smiled calmly: "Hello, my creator. I am Lotasha, the goddess of life."
Si Que: "I wrote down that you are a goddess, why is your human form a youth?"
Green-haired young man: "Because I want to get your attention. You have written too many OCs, and none of them are as unique as me. I changed my appearance and was born in front of you. But don't worry, I am still a goddess at heart."
Si Que: "I don't care about your gender, Lotasha. You don't need to get my attention. From the moment you were born, you belong only to yourself."
Green-haired young man: "No, that's not enough. I want a unique name that will make me different from other OCs. I want to be called Qi Jue."
Si Que: "Please feel free to do so."
…
Qi Jue is one of the earliest OCs written by Si Que. He did not leave like the others, but stayed with Si Que for a long time.
Qi Jue picked up a book: "Ten Ways to Cook Jellyfish? You must be really hungry. I thought you were reading some serious literature, but you're actually reading a recipe."
Si Que: "Be quiet."
Qi Jue: “Oh.”
Qi Jue was quiet for a long time. He tidied up the bookshelf for a while, and then helped Si Que grind ink. Occasionally, he turned back into the beautiful and sacred appearance of the goddess of life, sitting on the table with a compassionate face, showing full contrast, trying to attract Si Que's attention.
Si Que lowered his head to read: "..."
The goddess of life sitting on the table with a compassionate smile: "..."
Three hours later, the two of them still maintained this posture until Si Que finished reading the book and then raised his head.
Si Que: "...Why are you still here?"
The surprise on his face did not seem fake. It turned out that he was so absorbed in reading that he really did not notice the Goddess of Life, rather than deliberately ignoring her.
The goddess had been battling wits and courage with the air for three hours, but she was not sad. Instead, she smiled happily. Her long hair grew branches and leaves because of happiness. She adjusted the hem of her skirt and said, "Great, you can see me now, right?"
Si Que: "Don't wait next time."
The goddess held her chin and smiled: "I'll wait next time."
…
The fire crackled as Si Que handed sheet after sheet of ink-stained manuscript paper into the fireplace with a slightly gloomy expression.
Qi Jue sat beside him, watching the manuscripts turn into ashes: "So you also have times when you are dissatisfied."
Si Que: "The plot is unoriginal and the logic is full of loopholes. I can't stand this kind of thing."
Qi Jue: "Shall we go for a walk? I saw the beautiful scenery on Yunwu Island yesterday. The bacterial colonies there are growing particularly well..."
Si Que: "Let's go."
Qi Jue: "It's really beautiful. When the wind blows, the colonies look like edelweiss, and there's a fragrance of roses... ah? Wait, you agreed?"
Si Que stood up: "Let's go."
Standing on the pure white cloud island, the mist was hazy, and layers of mist were floating around them. There was a soft touch under their feet, which was a group of white dandelion-like bacteria, which were embedded in the ground like a dandelion.
Qi Jue secretly glanced at Si Que. He felt that Si Que should be happy.
Unexpectedly, there was no smile on Si Que's face. He just observed every scene carefully and took notes with a pen. He had no intention of traveling at all. It was more like an outdoor assignment.
…It’s like this with everything.
For Si Que, everything is a task of drawing inspiration. He does not feel beauty or joy, but only a bunch of inspirations in his mind, wondering how to write them down and how to improve them.
Qi Jue stopped and felt that Si Que was more like a god than him.
Qi Jue: "...Si Que."
Si Que: “Yeah.”
Qi Jue: "Are you happy? The scenery here is very beautiful. I heard that as long as people walk in the pure white scenery for ten minutes, they will get pure happiness."
Si Que did show a sincere smile on his face:
"Happy. A lot of good ideas came to my mind."
He is happy.
But it has nothing to do with what Qi Jue said.
…
Qi Jue: "Have you ever thought about when to stop writing?"
Si Que: "Until... I finish writing my twelve stories."
Qi Jue: "And then you won't write anymore?"
Si Que: “Yeah.”
Qi Jue: “Why?”
Si Que: "There are more important things."
Qi Jue: "Can I still accompany you?"
Si Que: "Why are you so persistent with me? Most OCs have gone their separate ways and are living their own lives. Are you really choosing to stay just to get my attention?"
Qi Jue: “That’s how it was at the beginning.”
Si Que: "Later?"
Qi Jue: "Later, you shared with me the wonderful ideas in your mind, and I... really wanted to help you write those stories. Whether it was grinding ink, doing odd jobs, or helping you drive away fanatical fans... I wanted to witness the historic moment."
Si Que: "That's all?"
Qi Jue: “…and more.”
Qi Jue: “…”
Qi Jue: "Can you teach me the ten ways to cook jellyfish?"
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