【6:30 pm】
“Rustle…”
The sound of carving was heard.
A girl with white hair cascading down like a waterfall sat quietly on a wooden chair, carving the wood sculpture in her hands.
Different from the previous wood carvings, this one is of a girl with long hair.
The facial features of the woodcarved girl have a bright and generous beauty. Her eyeliner is long and narrow, and the corners of her mouth are always slightly upturned, as if she has endless energy.
...just like its sculptor.
Leaning the flaming spear against the table, Naraku lowered his head slightly, his focused gaze fixed on the wood carving.
Although she still looks like a young girl, her back already seems a little hunched.
She seemed to be immersed in her own world.
The bloody dusk filtered through the window paper and sprinkled onto her pale face, from which all the blood had drained away.
Su Mingan took a look at the sky and asked Duoya if there was a bed or a place to sleep nearby.
He couldn't miss the last level tonight. Once night fell, he had to enter the night copy.
He doesn't have any feelings between men and women for Naraku. She should like Kaeya who has Su Lin's appearance and will.
And…even Kaia himself, strictly speaking, cannot be considered the person she likes.
The previous Kaiya had long been worn away and occupied by Su Lin's memories over time. The one she liked should be the original Su Lin.
So, strictly speaking,
The person she loved died a long time ago.
Died for this world.
"There is a lounge nearby, but since it is needed by the southern city wall and this is a temporary base, all the beds have been moved over, and even the bricks have been removed." Duoya hesitated: "If you don't mind, this room has some space, I can ask someone to move the bed over now..."
"No need."
Su Mingan stretched out his hand.
With a loud bang, in front of the shocked gazes of several Soul Hunters, a crooked, poorly made, crude bed smashed into the empty space in the room like a huge rock.
This was the nighttime "artifact" that Su Ming'an had made himself. After returning from the sea, he specially made another one to prevent him from being unable to enter the dungeon on time due to unexpected events.
He has always been very rigorous about such important matters.
"Wait...wait, you want to sleep here?" Duoya was dumbfounded when she saw Su Mingan's decisive action of putting the bed aside.
Behind her, a few Soul Hunter boys were peeking out with their eyes almost popping out.
They didn't know the prerequisites for the night copy, and when they saw the legendary Lord Su Lin putting the bed on the spot, their young hearts were greatly shocked.
Su Mingan looked at the system time. It was now 6:30 in the evening.
Generally speaking, the night copy will start when night falls and the sunlight outside the window begins to dim.
In order to seize even the slightest chance to fight the brave man, he did not intend to waste time on the road.
He sat directly on the bed beside him, intending to enter instantly at the first second when the copy opening time was met.
Seeing Su Mingan sitting down so naturally, Duoya moved her lips but still didn't say anything.
She thought, maybe Lord Su Lin had his own considerations.
After all, he is a legendary hero who led Praia to fight off two disasters that could have wiped out the entire clan. It is normal for him to have different ideas from ordinary people...
She silently retreated with a few soul hunters, and wanted to ask Naraku, who was carving a wood sculpture, to leave as well.
But when she approached, Naraku suddenly hugged the wooden sculpture in his arms like a small animal protecting its food, and looked at Duoya vigilantly.
Looking at the somewhat childish Naraku, Duoya knew that this was a symptom of Naraku's gradually fading self-awareness.
This is how vitality and soul dissipate. Once a person shows symptoms of memory loss, it means that the situation has reached its most serious point.
Afterwards, her willpower would quickly fade and her five senses would be lost... and then, she would lose consciousness and die silently.
She doesn't have much time left.
Duoya leaned down and said softly to Naraku: "I'm not going to take it from you, kid, but we shouldn't disturb Lord Su Lin here."
Naraku was stunned.
Suddenly, she lowered her head and used the carving knife to make a few final cuts on the wood carving, outlining the thin strands of hair.
After a moment, she blew a breath, and fine sawdust flew around the room like stardust.
She finished the wood carving in her hands.
"Give."
She suddenly raised her hands, holding the completed wooden sculpture of a girl and handed it to Duoya.
"This... is for me?" Duoya was a little surprised.
She thought that this girl-shaped wooden sculpture was a gift from Naraku to Su Lin. After all, everyone could see that Naraku loved Su Lin so much.
"Sister, although I seem to have suddenly forgotten a lot of things... and also forgotten who you are..." Naraku looked straight at Duoya with a pair of faded eyes:
"But... I still remember that you have always been very kind to me. Thank you."
She held the wooden sculpture high in her hand, like a bright star, and stuffed it directly into Duoya's arms.
“…”
Duoya's originally calm expression suddenly collapsed.
Her hands were shaking as she took the wood carving, and her fingers were trembling as she held it.
Looking at Duoya who suddenly burst into tears, Naraku blinked.
As her memory gradually faded and her five senses gradually weakened, she had forgotten the name of the elder sister in front of her and what she had helped her with. But she knew that the elder sister seemed to be very kind to her.
So, she wants to give a gift to the other person.
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