Her black hair was spread out on the hot ground, emitting a strong smell of burning, and scarlet sparks flew in the air like the afterglow of the scorching sun.
"Who..." She heard the voice, called out inaudibly, and opened her eyes slowly.
When she saw Su Mingan, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"I'm here to save you." Su Mingan stretched out his hand and barely pulled her up.
"...Is it an illusion?" Yueyue said softly.
“It’s not an illusion.”
"Don't save me..." she said.
However, Su Mingan had already pulled her up to prevent her from being burned again.
She was covered in wounds and had no strength, so he laid her flat on the wheelchair seat and sat on the armrest. While doing these movements, he could hear the tearing sound coming from his body. His body was cold due to lack of energy, but his skin was cracking due to overheating. The mixture of cold and heat disintegrated his body.
"You shouldn't have saved me." Yueyue took a breath and spoke without strength: "The other survivors are gone. Do you know why I didn't follow them..."
The edges of her eye sockets were scarlet, and her cheeks were as red as the morning glow. There was even a hint of white smoke when she touched it, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.
"I don't want to know. I will definitely save you." Su Mingan said.
He drove his wheelchair forward, passing one corpse after another. This place was like a mass grave with corpses everywhere. There was only terror, heat and death everywhere.
The system time was 11:52, and there were still eight minutes until the New Year's bell rang. She was not dead yet.
"I remember... I didn't send you dried persimmons this year." Yueyue suddenly changed the subject: "You didn't send me a new fairy tale book this year either."
"How old are you? You're still reading fairy tales." Su Mingan laughed.
As he smiled, blood began to flow from his mouth, and he realized that the body had begun to bleed internally.
"...You are becoming less and less able to speak. By the way, I heard from other players that you have started to like chocolate." Yueyue said: "I remember you didn't like sweets before, how come..."
"Because it's too bitter." Su Ming'an suddenly vomited blood. At this moment, he murmured and repeated. He had a premonition: "...It's too bitter."
It's too bitter.
“…”
Yueyue stretched out her hand, her hands were covered with burns, and touched his face, which was also covered with scars.
The contrast between them was so strong - a person whose time was infinitely stretched out, had the same curiosity about new things as always, and was as pure as a newborn. However, a person who saved several worlds in just a few dozen days was now gloomy and exhausted.
"If it's too bitter, eat more sugar." Yueyue said, "If you insist on eating bitter food, who can make you feel sweet?"
She wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, the smile on Su Mingan's face faded, and he seemed to return to the familiar silence of the polar night. He stared into her eyes, and she also restrained her smile. It seemed that the warm daily chat just now was just an illusion.
As the wheelchair sped along, she could see his deep pupils, which seemed to hide deep loneliness.
As early as eight minutes ago, the moment Su Mingan heard the god telling him not to rescue, he knew it was too late.
Three minutes ago, he saw the body of a person who died of the missing disease. He knew that this disease was contagious. Now he also clearly saw the red in her eyes.
But she won't die.
She has always been strong. She will definitely hold on and she won't die.
"Can I save you?" Su Mingan said suddenly.
"Maybe not." She answered tacitly.
"How late am I?"
"...I don't know when I got sick." Yueyue said, "You shouldn't have taken me away. I would have lost my mind and died like a mad woman. It would have been ugly."
"Listen to me, talking to me can cure this disease, don't fall asleep..." Su Mingan said immediately.
He knew he was late, because that place was where Yueyue died in the previous week.
But the progress of the perfect clearance did not decrease. He believed that his action of saving her was correct. He was not wrong. He just needed to hold on for a while and it would pass... She would definitely not die, otherwise he would not be able to save her at all...
Otherwise, he would have no way to save her...
"Whoosh--" He drove his wheelchair forward quickly, reaching the fastest speed, and could vaguely see the lights of the city.
Yueyue's breath gradually weakened and her eyes began to become dazed. She grabbed his clothes so tightly, as if this way her dying life could meet him.
For the first time, he realized how fragile a life could be.
——Didn’t he promise himself that he would no longer be afraid from the moment he died in the basement of the First World?
——Didn’t you secretly resolve that you would never be weak again after being called “Big Brother” by the Sixth World?
——Didn’t he decide not to be bothered by emotions when Noel pushed him off the Crow in the Seventh World?
But why...
He heard her faint voice:
"I heard from Noel before that on your birthday, you promised to bring everyone home..."
The bright red color, like the god of death, slowly climbed up her clear eyes.
The corners of her mouth curled up little by little, and her smile never changed:
"Don't count me...into it."
…
[Ming An, this game is so difficult...]
【All the chocolate bars are finished.】
[Ming An, the philosophy book you gave me before is so difficult. I can’t understand it, but I will try my best to read it...]
[Your father is gone, but you still have me. I will be with you. If your mother bullies you, I will beat her with a sword...]
[Is the jumping game coming out soon? Can we play it together during the Chinese New Year? 】
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