Su Mingan once realized that he seemed not to be a part of himself at all.
Whenever he entered the copy, he mostly played the role of other people. All kinds of emotions and information were madly poured into his body. His "self" was gradually diluted, and in the end, there was not much of himself left.
He could vaguely remember what happened before the World Game began, but he could no longer empathize with himself four months ago.
Like a program, like a machine, or in other words, like a "god in the world". The code name "Su Ming'an" has been tinged with deification, and anyone who reads this name will slow down their breathing, as if chanting the name of a god.
Su Mingan was also confused about this.
But when he was talking to Yueyue at this moment, he was able to put these thoughts aside.
"Okay, I'll tell you about my past..." he said.
They were still like they were before the game started, he would share books during his spare time and she would listen quietly.
He was sure that their relationship was not love, but more like a blood connection. She was an anchor that kept him from getting lost. The same broken family and the same unfortunate childhood led them to the same fate.
"…After you left, what impressed me most was the wooden building in flames. I saw Yang Xia come back across decades of distance to save Dong Xue and become the sheep that accompanied her in the rain.
"...That knight told me that he was willing to bear the constraints of the system called 'Knight of Light'. He sincerely wished me good luck in martial arts and was grateful that I regarded him as an equal soul for communication.
"He said, 'Captain, because you are also a human being. You are also an absolutely independent being that transcends the settings.' I never thought at that time that his words could comfort me who was far away in the Ninth World, even though we were so far apart.
"And that little liar... She was misunderstood and killed repeatedly. She has been reincarnated thousands of times, but she still maintains eternal compassion. She said that I was her dear traveler, and she said that she would definitely win in the next reincarnation..."
Su Mingan kept talking, he firmly believed that the missionary halo could cure the deficiency disease.
The wheelchair sped between the red rocks and the flames, carrying them through the endless hell of death and burning. Yueyue leaned against the wheelchair and listened to Su Mingan's story about his experiences in the nine worlds.
Her long hair was blown by the scorching wind, her cheeks were as red as apples, and her expression was still as gentle as a doll.
She seemed to have not changed at all, yet she seemed to have changed a lot. Her eyes were always fresh and bright, like light and snow. She was like the girl in the cat-ear hat who loved to eat chocolate bars in the first world.
"Ming'an." Yueyue suddenly spoke.
She stretched out her charred hand and placed it over his twisted palm:
"I want to tell you... you are great, you couldn't be better. I love listening to your stories. But I'm a little sleepy, so just put me down here and don't take me with you, okay?"
She narrowed her eyes.
"I can sing with you. As long as we sing, I won't fall asleep." Su Mingan said.
She must not fall asleep, or she would abandon her mind and die. If she was told a story, she would fall asleep, but singing would wake her up.
She hesitated for a moment and then said yes.
"There are only five minutes left, you must let me go." Yueyue said.
Su Mingan neither nodded nor denied.
A moment later, her voice was heard from the red and black hell that looked like solidified magma.
This is her favorite song. At the high school graduation party, she wore a tutu like a princess and sang a solo on behalf of her class, even though it revealed dozens of scars on her arms from domestic violence.
Yet no one thought her scars were ugly.
The pearls on her skirt were crystal clear and round, just like her soul, and the scars were her shining golden medals under the lights. She had practiced over and over again during rehearsals, just like her thousands of sword swings, which were all medals condensed from her sweat and hard work.
——So many scars, so many medals, eventually condensed into a soul like hers, a soul named Yueyue.
She has always been an independent and strong woman who dares to draw the sword against darkness.
Her singing voice was gentle, and it seemed as if the whole world was melting at the corners of her raised mouth:
"The fairy tale book under the pillow,
"The happiness that is privately collected,
"As a teenager, I wanted to express my feelings.
"The little deer lost in the forest,
"Will you encounter a witch?
"The story begins..."
…
The years have settled in her eyes, as if locking up a long period of time.
Su Ming'an remembered that Yueyue had practiced this song hundreds of times in private. When he escaped from home, he met her practicing singing in the soundproof area at night. They looked at each other, both scarred, like two similar souls.
She said, if you are sad, come and listen to her sing.
They had huddled together for warmth in the cold winter, like two abandoned cubs. Her singing could always heal the pain.
"The starlight dispels the most mysterious fog,
"Standing on tiptoes and pirouettes,
"I heard someone crying in a trance.
"The moonlight tells the plants outside the window,
"Remember to give way to children when you see them.
"Who will save me from loneliness...?"
The wheelchair rushed out of the blood pool area and was instantly hit by the wind and snow, and the snow turned her burnt hair white.
Brilliant fireworks exploded in the distance, the earth was as vast as a dream, and fireworks in the distance drooped like stars falling on the coast.
Two lonely souls sang songs as if they were celebrating the coming New Year together, neither of them knew that they were both on the verge of death and meeting despair.
He stared at her face. The redness in her eyes was gradually increasing. The time was almost approaching the time of her death in the previous round.
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