His right hand kept waving, making a scooping motion. He repeatedly looked at his palm, which was empty.
“Where is it, the starry sky you mentioned?” He murmured, “Where is it, Lu Shu.”
He closed his eyes and tried to have a dream, to see if he could dream about the dream of scooping up the starry sky that Lu Shu had mentioned. As long as he woke up from the dream, he would open his eyes and see Lin Yin, Yamada, Lu and others waiting for him to wake up. When he woke up from the dream, he would see that he was still standing in that villa, watching the steaming New Year's Eve dinner being served, and seeing Noel, who had not changed at all, wrapping those dumplings with the stuffing exposed...
However, when He woke up, the sky before His eyes remained the same.
The lonely god lay on the silent hillside, with no other sounds in his ears.
"Are you okay? Do you still remember who you are..." The words that Lu Shu used to say left His ears from then on.
There is only silence, and He alone is withering.
Clusters of wild daisies swayed, and a gust of wind blew, and a few petals fell into the palm of Shen Ming An.
Soft and smooth, like starlight.
At this moment, He was stunned.
“…”
So that’s how it is.
Was this the starlight that Lu Shu dreamt of when he was young? When Lu Shu fell asleep on the hillside, daisy petals fell into his palms with the wind. In a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, he felt that he had caught the starlight...
Lu Shu never understood why he could dream of such beautiful starlight, and why there were really starlights in his palms...
Shenming An raised his palm and looked at the petals in his palm, his lips trembling:
"…It turns out that starlight is such a common thing."
"If it were a little later, Lu Shu, you would finally know the answer from your childhood."
As He said this, He felt His cheeks getting hot. He touched them with his hand and found that they were tears.
It turns out that He still remembers to shed tears.
He slowly lay down, surrounded by clusters of wild daisies in silence. He looked up at the sky and spoke softly:
"Happy pages, those lily-like hands, hold my life tightly with the power of death..."
This is the poem that Lin Wangan read to him when he was a child.
——At the same time, another voice sounded softly, as if thinking of the same verse:
"Happy verses, those bright eyes,"
"I will always look down like a star to visit you and explore the sorrow of my dying soul..."
…
The sadness in my heart is written in tears.
Rhythm of happiness, you dip in Helicon,
In the sacred stream, whence she came,
You will see the angel's happy eyes,
The food that my heart has long lacked, the bliss of my heaven...
…
He had long guessed that this would be the best time for Noel to strike. Having experienced the grief of separation, He was at his most mentally unstable.
However, Noel just recited poems with Him, and the two seemed to have fallen into a long-lost peace, just reciting eulogies together for the departure of the old man.
If you are really determined to plunder everything, if you really want to show your sharpness as an aggressor, why do you show your softness as an old friend at this moment, like a shell shedding its shell and showing it to me?
The mourning lasted for a whole day, and the next day, as if nothing had happened, the two of them started fighting again.
However, Shenming An realized that although his consciousness was becoming increasingly chaotic, it was gradually beginning to gain the upper hand.
The first to disappear was the soul of Yuritilola. Before disappearing, He suddenly said, "So that's how it is... Because Su Mingan's soul lifespan is much shorter than yours, so he won..."
This sentence made Shenming An very puzzled.
He is not much different in age from Noel, and their soul experiences should be the same. Why do people say that his experiences are much shorter than Noel's?
He had no answer.
One day, he and Yueyue finally found an opportunity, and with the cooperation of Xiaona, they used the powers of "devouring" and "faith" to escape from the world game and escape from this long cage.
In order to defeat Noel in the struggle of consciousness, He had to constantly strengthen Himself, so He used the power of "devouring" to devour all nutrients visible to the naked eye.
His consciousness became increasingly blurred, but he never gave up the initiative. During this protracted torment... suddenly one day, Noel's voice disappeared.
The god An came to his senses, opened his eyes, and saw Noel sitting on a tall white tower, looking up at the sky.
"...You win." Noel was wearing a white robe without any other colors, just like a white feather: "This time, you win."
"This time?"
"This time," Noel repeated.
"This isn't the first time I've reached the end, is it?" Shenming An said.
Noel did not answer, but showed a relieved smile that Shenming An had never seen since the split. He stood on the top of the tallest tower of the White Tower, opened his arms, and jumped.
The whiteness fell rapidly in the eyes of Shenming An and dissipated in the wind.
When the picture disappeared, the god An opened his eyes, looked at the deep and silent universe, and realized that the consciousness of Noel in his mind had completely turned into nothingness.
——He won.
He actually defeated the combined efforts of Noel and Yuritilola. It was incredible... Was it because of His willpower? Was it because of Lu Shu as an anchor? His intuition told Him that it was not just these emotional reasons, but because of Yuritilola's last words:
"Because Su Mingan's soul life span is much shorter than Noel's, Su Mingan won."
He could not understand this sentence, but He was indeed victorious.
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