He opened her book and stopped at the last page.
A simple sentence: [The soul's lifespan is approaching exhaustion, so he committed suicide. 】
The previous sentence is: [She said: "You should have gone home."]
The sentence before that is: [She arranged the furniture the same as before, sealed the sword in a wooden box, hugged the photo on the table, sat on the sofa, looked up at the sky outside the window. Then, she slowly finished a bar of chocolate, not knowing what she was thinking.]
He searched for a long time before he found a time word: [Second Era].
Second Era.
It’s been so long since then…
"The soul is approaching exhaustion..." Su Ming'an recited the word and raised his head: "Approaching. Godfather."
He seemed to have grasped something and repeated, "It's approaching, Godfather."
Li Mingyue lowered her eyes and sighed, "Yeah."
"Then there is still a chance. She should have found some way to split her soul into Si Yue and Yue Yue, so their souls are exactly the same as hers..." Su Mingan immediately started thinking and planning how to save them.
But Li Mingyue's slightly sad words interrupted his thoughts:
"——But this day will come sooner or later. Do you have to give it your all every time?"
Even the audience outside the live broadcast room were tired.
This is a difficult problem to solve, every time, every time... Even if you try to save it again and again, there will always be that day.
If a person lives long, he will die. This is a very obvious truth, even if you try your best to keep him.
Every time an elderly person in the intensive care unit has an attack, a lot of money and medicine is spent. Even if they are pulled back from the brink of death, the doctors and their relatives know that it is useless and they are just hanging on to life.
Now, Su Mingan is this life-sustaining machine.
Ninth, tenth, he faced the same problem. Eleventh, did he have to start the life-support machine once again? How much energy and how many deaths would it take? The one who would suffer the most damage would not be her soul, but him.
"..."Su Mingan lowered his head, trying not to shout out.
The Godfather saw it too clearly, this day would come sooner or later.
Even if he saved her again in the eleventh world, if he didn't meet her again later, she would still reach the end.
He felt as if something in his throat needed to be released urgently, extremely unbearable, pressing on the tip of his tongue. He wanted to roar out regardless of his posture, but he could only whisper softly.
If the first player becomes manic, it will affect countless people.
So, with a blank expression on his face, he just gently pressed his throat with his hand, searching, as if there really was some foreign object inside.
"Cough cough... vomit vomit..."
He searched almost in a self-mutilating manner, shedding tears of rationality, but remained expressionless, as if his mind had fallen into a brief blank.
What should he think.
What he should be thinking about.
No results, no answers.
It was not until he vomited a pool of blood that he stopped this meaningless behavior in a daze, looked down at the pool of blood on the ground, not knowing what he had just done.
“…”
Then, a gentle touch came.
The godfather took a white handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood off his fingers.
"...There will be a way." The Godfather folded his handkerchief: "Don't hurt yourself."
Su Mingan gradually calmed down. After a long silence, he spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, as if it contained blood:
"Then Siyue and Yueyue are the bodies she uses to revive?"
"They are indeed shells, and their souls are imprinted. However, they are independent individuals. Yueyue has never thought of invading them." Li Mingyue said:
"She just wants you to see them so that you will think she is not dead and you won't be sad. After all, in principle, they are indeed equivalent to Yueyue who is not so complete."
"She wants you to make new friends and for you not to notice her departure - as long as 'Yueyue' exists, it doesn't matter whether it's her or not."
"But, after thinking for a long time, I decided to bring you to see the real Yueyue. Even the cruel truth is better than a warm fairy tale."
If Li Mingyue didn't tell Su Mingan the truth, perhaps Su Mingan would really think that Si Yue and Yue Yue were Yueyue herself. He would only recognize which one was the real Yueyue and would not feel sad.
But Su Mingan was glad that he knew the truth.
...How could she hide herself in the forgotten past, embrace death and loneliness, and leave behind two "her" to welcome happiness and new life?
"...Is there any other solution?" Su Mingan said softly.
"There should be a way in the Disciple game. It does not conflict with your main quest." Li Mingyue said: "If there is an authority similar to life, it should be able to help her prolong her life."
But all he said was "prolonging life".
Just like treating a centenarian, everyone knows that the old man will soon reach the end, and all the steps are just to extend it for one or two years.
The observer is so free, enjoying life in every world, but the long time also means that there is a deep time gap between her and the player. His half a year is equivalent to her thousand years, so when he reaches the age of nineteen, she is already old.
This was the natural outcome, foreshadowed in the old days. But he thought she would live out her years until he died.
But she was clearly ahead of him.
Now, finally, it was his turn to face the lingering question.
"...There is another way to solve the problem once and for all." Li Mingyue pursed her lips and sighed: "Help her...upgrade her dimension."
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