"Really?" Su Mingan did not resist and let the hoses wrap around his body: "Don't I count?"
He looked towards North Lisel and repeated:
"Because I don't count, does that mean all the kindness we've shown you in the past is wiped out? So you can set a trap for me?"
North Lisel just shook his head.
"sorry."
He wants to live.
He didn't want to have his mind taken away by the gods. He wanted to become Akto's tombstone and let Akto live forever in his memory.
It was actually very clear what choice he would make between Su Ming'an and Aqto. In Xi's words, he was originally a "love-brained" boy, with only romantic fairy tales in his mind, and he was loyal to only one person.
He is just a childish selfish guy.
He didn't want to forget that person.
"If you forget how to eat, I will feed you."
Surrounded by the scarlet hose, Su Mingan suddenly spoke.
From beginning to end, Su Mingan's expression was always calm, without anger or sadness, as if his mood had calmed down. He said slowly:
"If you forget how to speak, I will teach you how to speak."
"If you develop Alzheimer's, we will raise you like a child."
"[If you have forgotten who we are... we will get to know you again.]"
"Qi handed me candy, Tretia gave me a hug, Bei Lisel made me a medicinal soup, Lin Guang gave me a flute song, Xi gave me a silk string, and Rong Yuan swore to me that he would protect humans for the rest of his life."
“So, I laughed out loud.”
"I almost thought that they really loved me."
Hearing this, Bei Lisel suddenly looked up.
He stared at Su Mingan blankly, his eyes full of confusion.
"【You said at that time that your whole body was stained with the smell of herbs that can make people sleep, but it was not meant to make me feel unpleasant.】" Su Mingan said:
"Beilisel, you still smelled nicely of herbs back then."
"Now, there is none at all."
As soon as he said this, he was completely wrapped in the scarlet hose and could no longer be seen.
Bei Lisser stood there in a daze, tears streaming down his face without him noticing.
He suddenly burst into tears, opened his arms and hugged himself tightly, as if he was hugging another person with whom he wanted to share his sorrow.
With bitterness and the taste of blood mixed in his mouth, he cried like a madman.
…
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!”
"But you don't count..."
"You are still not him..."
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