He finds it difficult to trust someone.
But… Noel.
Su Mingan suddenly thought of Noel. With just a codeword, even if he was controlled, Noel could take action.
"How have you considered it?" The god stretched out his hand, as if wanting to pat Su Mingan on the shoulder.
At this moment, the fox Xiao Ai on Su Mingan's shoulder jumped out and bit the god's hand hard.
"Get out! Who allowed you to steal my messenger?" Xiao Ai yelled.
The god frowned and kicked out directly, like shooting. Xiao Ai bounced out like a ball, jumping on the ground, jumping four meters high each time, with excellent elasticity.
"How have you considered it?" The spirit retracted his legs and asked again, as if nothing had happened just now.
Su Mingan withdrew his gaze.
In the somewhat expectant eyes of the gods, Su Mingan said: "I won't."
"You clearly wanted to agree just now, but now you refuse me." The spirit's face showed obvious confusion: "Why? Is it because I kicked it?"
Su Mingan realized that the god's way of thinking was completely abnormal. The first thing he suspected was that he had kicked Xiao Ai.
"Didn't you say you could let me see my future?" Su Mingan said, "Let me see first."
The spirit raised his hand: "Close your eyes."
Su Mingan closed his eyes. After waiting for a while, he did not hear the voice of the spirit, so he asked, "Can I open my eyes now?"
No answer.
Su Mingan waited for a moment and opened his eyes.
In an instant, he smelled a damp breath. He was standing at the zebra crossing, holding an umbrella. It was raining heavily, and people were coming and going in the city. No one noticed him.
...Where is this?
"Ming An?"
Suddenly, a soft call came from behind.
Su Mingan turned around and saw a girl holding an umbrella. She had black hair and clear eyes. He was very familiar with her appearance.
"Yueyue...?" Su Mingan said softly.
"Well, what's wrong with you?"
Yueyue saw the vigilance in Su Mingan's eyes.
She pursed her lips. Then, she suddenly threw away the umbrella in her hand and hugged him.
Su Mingan looked at her flying hair in astonishment, and the umbrella in his hand was almost thrown out. She hugged him very tightly, with her ten fingers around his back.
In the heavy rain, passers-by looked at them strangely, and no one recognized Su Mingan, as if he was just an ordinary person.
"Okay, okay..." She said in a very light voice: "It's over... It's all right now... The world game is over. Are you still having attacks recently? What does the psychiatrist say?"
“If you often forget who you are, remember to look in the mirror more often.”
"If you really feel pain, take some medicine. Although most people have drug resistance, we will find a more suitable treatment method..."
"Calm down... Stop looking at me with such strange eyes... Ming'an. Have you forgotten who I am again?"
Su Ming'an's back was straight, the temperature in his arms was burning hot, and his hands were stretched out helplessly, not knowing where to put them. Finally, he slowly withdrew his hands and gently hugged Yueyue back.
He understood at that moment - this was the future that the gods wanted him to see.
——The world game is over, and humanity is safe. People quickly return to their daily lives in order.
His own mental state was very poor, and people no longer remembered all his efforts. So, did the gods deliberately create this scene to make him give up saving people?
"Take a breath, come on." Yueyue took out a spray and pointed it at Su Mingan: "Take a breath of this first, I'll take you to see a doctor right away."
She seemed to have gotten used to taking care of a mental patient who went crazy all the time. There is no filial son for a long-term sick bed. She was not even his blood relative, but she had gotten used to it, and it became a kind of considerate numbness.
"I'm not sick." Su Mingan pushed the spray away. Maybe he will have a mental illness in the future, but he is mentally healthy now.
Yueyue stared at him silently, and silently increased the dosage of the nozzle in her hand.
He looked around, wanting to end this dream. This illusion of the future should not be lingered on for long. He only needed to see it, and there was no need to immerse himself in it for a long time.
"God, please end it!" He looked up and shouted to the sky, "That's enough, I'm done!"
There was still the same rain in the sky, and passers-by looked at him strangely, as if he was a mentally ill patient who had escaped.
Yueyue still looked at him silently.
"God! Did you hear that?" Su Ming'an threw down his umbrella. In an instant, heavy rain poured down on his head and hit his face. His wet black hair stuck to the sides of his face, and his whole body was sank into coldness.
He was still looking around, trying to see where there was an exit. The heavy rain was sliding down his clothes, and he was running around like a madman.
However, when he lowered his head, he suddenly saw Yueyue's eyes.
…Her silent, sad eyes reflected his, like looking at a seriously ill patient. Her hands were full of colorful medicines, like rainbow candies. Her hands stretched forward, as if she wanted to hug him, but didn't dare, like a polite kiss that was about to fall.
This made his eyes feel stinging, as if a sharp ice knife was cutting his pupils.
His fingers trembled uncontrollably, and after a long silence, Su Mingan whispered slowly.
"...Yueyue."
"Hmm...?" Yueyue looked at him.
"Actually, this kind of scene doesn't make me despair at all..." he said.
There was always a distant calmness in her eyes. When she looked at him, the silence in her eyes became his reflection.
She reached out and tentatively hugged him. This time, their embrace was not as intense and tense as before, but rather very gentle, like small animals comforting each other in a rainstorm.
Yueyue patted his back slowly, again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..."
He bit his lip, holding back the words he couldn't say: "..."
…In fact, such a scene does not make me despair at all.
Because in my plan,
There simply couldn't be a better ending than this.
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