Chapter 257 "Dear, you must remember"
The drizzle, like a bead curtain, gradually connected into a line, forming a heavy rain curtain outside the cave.
Inside the cave, the blood-red color dances vividly.
The girl, shivering from the cold, hugged herself, lowered her head, and curled up. Bright colors danced on her hospital gown.
"Guilt?" she asked.
"Yeah." Su Ming'an said, "Dongxue, have you ever regretted it in your heart?"
“……” Dongxue turned her head away.
She suddenly stood up.
The thin hospital gown stuck to her body like a piece of paper, wrinkling when she stood up. Her wet black hair stuck to her cheeks, and she clenched her fists, her thin body trembling.
She breathed, her dark eyes fixed on him.
“Is not wanting to grow up a disease?”
Her black hair was wet and stuck to her body. Under the loose hospital gown, her exposed arms were covered with marks left by electric shocks and whipping.
...Those were scars engraved in her skin and flesh, and deep in her heart.
…
[During the correction period, Dongxue had thought about suicide countless times.]
【Later, she gradually discovered that a woman named Yang Xia appeared beside her.】
…
Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly, still thinking about how to organize his next words.
——Then Dongxue suddenly came forward and hugged him.
The moisture from the rain hit her face, leaving water stains on her skin, her hair scratched his neck, and the thin clothes were obviously wrinkled.
At this moment, there was no beauty in his mind.
He knew that Dongxue loved Yangxia and only Yangxia.
As a visitor from another world who came to complete a mission halfway and spent a long time talking nonsense for the last clue, he should not be the object of her emotional investment.
His mind was still full of all the words he had just organized, but he didn't expect the other party to hug him without saying a word, catching him off guard.
He did not have any excitement about being hugged, and his thoughts were extremely rational at this moment.
——He was thinking about whether Dongxue’s favorability would change due to his next action.
He was thinking rationally here, but the barrage of comments suddenly exploded:
[Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! ]
[Nmd, let him go! He is not your Yang Xia! Get away——]
[Fuck, am I the only one who envies Su Mingan? ]
[Fuck, you didn't forget that Dongxue is a boy. ]
[Fuck, I'm suddenly not envious anymore. ]
[When facing transgender people like this...some words are really hard to say. I don’t even know how to persuade them. I feel like pushing them away will definitely reduce my favorability...]
[Dongxue is quite pitiful, she just has a disease... a psychological disease.]
【……】
Dongxue hugged him and closed her eyes.
Her arms seemed a little damp and cold, the flames did not dry her clothes, and she was shivering with cold.
Su Mingan suddenly felt something was wrong.
Dongxue pressed against his neck, which seemed to have no Adam's apple, at his shoulders.
He also felt that the softness against his body did not resemble a male body.
"Yang Xia." She suddenly whispered, her voice trembling, as if she just wanted to ask for affirmation: "You are my creation, do you love me?"
When she asked, "Do you love me?", her voice was almost like a plea, and every word was trembling violently.
…
【Yang Xia appears beside Dong Xue. 】
[But everyone says that Yang Xia is fake—she fell in love with her own imaginary creation.]
【Dongxue doesn't believe it.】
[She promised Yang Xia that they must live together forever.]
[But Dongxue gradually discovered that Yangxia only advised her to become better and more mature. She confessed to him, but was rejected.]
【Dongxue is very confused.】
[——Why would the Creator not love the Creator? ]
[——Why can’t her imaginary creation do everything she wants? ]
…
"..."Su Mingan did not respond.
He was thinking about a possibility.
Some special clues gradually connected in his mind.
"——But I don't want to grow up." Her emotions suddenly fluctuated violently.
It was as if a taut string was suddenly snapped. She opened her red eyes, her whole body trembled like a sieve, and her tone was hysterical:
"——If I grow up, if I abandon the past... I, I..."
Dongxue's movements became more and more intense.
She hugged him tightly, as if the whole world was around him.
"Now, in the future, or in the more distant future - I will never meet someone like Yang Xia again!"
She screamed in pain.
"——I have learned nothing from what she taught me, and I have nothing from the qualities she possessed!"
"I am like this, I am like this..."
She closed her eyes and shivered with cold.
She had woken up from dreams in the middle of the night countless times and saw her Yang Xia standing in the brightest spot.
Yang Xia was looking up, holding an umbrella, as if he was staying there forever, looking at her.
——She has always been childish, guilty of the sin of “not growing up” and being scolded by her parents.
But that person will always stay there, waiting for her, like a blue whale that accompanies her to the bottom of the sea, like a bird that picks up a branch for her.
——In this world where people who are different are not tolerated, she experienced a secret love that she could not express.
Spanning a long period of time, going through cold and hot summers and winters.
"...Yang Xia." She said, "Stop trying to persuade me to be mature."
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