Chapter 144: "Love this World"
Lu Shu's admiration for him was also a stubborn, even obsessive, admiration to the point of distortion.
This is all Su Mingan can do about this unstable factor.
"Brother Dengta." Jasmine said, "It's okay, let's take a nap first. If we really can't find it, we might as well trust the other party... I think brother is really anxious, but being anxious is useless..."
What Jasmine said makes a lot of sense.
Seeing how confident Lu Shu was, maybe he was really prepared.
...Su Mingan really couldn't bear it anymore.
He didn't even have time to help Jasmine find a house. He set an alarm and fell on the bed.
"Don't go out, stay here and wait for me to wake up..."
He placed a pile of food on the table, gave Jasmine some instructions, and quickly closed his eyes.
Perhaps it was because he was too tired. After closing his eyes, he felt his body sinking into the bed and his consciousness quickly became blurred.
As if he was walking in clouds, he closed his eyes, and his eyelids blocked out everything from the outside world.
…but he heard the sound of a piano.
It is crisp and melodious, like seeing a deep blue sea with white dolphins leaping in the sea and the water sparkling.
The emotions that had calmed down surged up again in an instant.
A strange feeling of time stagnation arose in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a room that seemed a little hazy in his vision.
The room is not big. The breeze brings the spring breeze in through the curtains. There is a piano bathed in a waterfall of light.
The pure black and white keys are quietly interlaced, and the light illuminates the curling dust floating in the air.
...Dreaming? Lucid dreaming?
He stared at the piano intently. He was very familiar with its appearance, but it shouldn't be so lonely...
As soon as the thought came to his mind, he saw a person suddenly appear on the piano stool.
Fingers appeared on the keys that had been pressed by themselves. A woman with long black hair leaned half her face towards the halo, her cheeks dyed in the light, and her hair was like flowing mercury. Her piano sounded very nice, and she hit every key very accurately, whether it was slow or fast, she could connect, and her cross-domain skills were fully demonstrated.
Outsiders might praise her skills, but Su Mingan could see that her piano music lacked a kind of "spirituality." It was like a walking corpse without a soul, a silent black-and-white silent film, or an artificial puppet that could only imitate mechanically.
Su Mingan looked at it for a while, felt it was ironic, and then turned and left without any reluctance.
He knew that this was a lucid dream, a dream that he could control with his own consciousness, but he hadn't had one for a long time since he entered the world game. His schedule was very tight every day, so he didn't have time to have such a dream that wasted his energy.
He must fall asleep as soon as possible to prevent his mental state from deteriorating further.
As for this kind of dream that is similar to a memory, it is meaningless and he does not need this psychological comfort now.
Su Ming'an had an idea. He wanted to make this scene disappear.
He saw streaks of blood on the woman's body and her fingers were broken one by one, which was a sign that the dream was about to collapse.
But Su Mingan saw that there was another himself beside her.
My childhood self.
The woman's dry piano-playing posture suddenly changed. She was like a withered flower that suddenly became fresh, and her tone was extremely gentle:
“You’re loving the world.”
Su Mingan heard the voice of a woman teaching "himself".
"...No matter what, love this world."
She continued.
The haziness on the woman's face dissipated on its own, and Su Mingan saw that the look in her eyes when she looked at him at that moment was completely silent and yet extremely bright, like someone who was willing to drown.
He snorted coldly, turned around and left without stopping.
"——Ming An, you are different from me. The look in your eyes is real...your feelings are your mother's most precious treasure."
A woman's prayer-like voice came from behind.
The piano music was getting faster and faster, and notes were catching up quickly from behind, accompanied by the woman's lingering voice:
"——Ming An, your eyes, your eyes with such strong emotions, are so beautiful."
He kept walking.
The sound of the piano came in waves, following his steps.
"——The warm winter breeze, the snow lotus on the mountain top, the pearl in the deep sea... You are everything I can imagine. You are my mother's brightest treasure and my eternal pride..."
His steps suddenly stopped.
A hand suddenly grabbed his arm from below. He turned his head and saw that the hand was covered in blood.
The woman suddenly appeared beside him out of nowhere. The haziness on her face completely disappeared, revealing a beautiful woman with almond-shaped eyes, who looked very similar to him.
Her face was covered in blood, which was flowing down her cheeks bit by bit.
The sound of the piano was still floating, like waves rushing towards him.
The woman's eyes were fixed on him, as if she was locking him with her eyes.
She opened her mouth with some effort and said word by word:
"...Ming'an, you are the only one in my world."
"anyway--"
Her eyes were heavy and her hands were becoming weaker and weaker.
Su Mingan put his hand on hers, and then little by little, he pulled her fingers apart.
"——Love this world."
She said this as if making a declaration, and then she let go of her hand.
The piano music stopped suddenly.
There was a sound like glass breaking. The room in the afternoon broke into pieces and gradually disappeared.
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