She moved closer to him, and the last syllables mixed with the coolness of the snow, slowly melting.
She looked at him with a smile, and just by looking at each other, she saw the river in his eyes.
By the end, only a few tears were left.
"……fraud."
She saw through his white lie, hugged his neck, and whispered:
"I love you, liar."
"I hate you, liar."
The sound of flowing water, which had been flowing since his youth until now, could no longer leave his ears.
She rested her head on his shoulder and slowly closed her eyes.
"Don't let me go... take me with you..."
"I will always be good...I will never hurt you again..."
The white snow fell, covering the mountains.
Yamada Machichi stretched out his hand.
The fragmented white light floated towards the sky, becoming the same color as the snow, no longer distinguishable from each other.
The girl who had just spoken to him in his arms, the girl who had made his heart beat fast in his youth, now had no weight at all and turned into floating snowflakes. Only the crystal behind her neck was still hot and shining, still aching.
He touched his chest, as if he could hear the sound of his heart changing. It turned out that in just over half a year, he was no longer the boy who was good at having his heart pounding. The World Game killed too many people, and it also killed him.
Why on earth…the boy standing by the river turned out to be the top player, Yamada Machiichi.
Wow—wow—wow—
The sound of water drowned his ears, and he finally became the river on the way home from school.
"..." He closed his eyes and wiped the liquid on his face carelessly: "What a... bastard..."
He took off the crystal from the back of his neck, stared for a moment, and looked in the direction of the World Tree.
This crystal, as stated in the system notes, can be thrown remotely.
He had one more thing, one more bastard thing... He had to give this crystal to someone who needed help the most. Only if that person succeeded, many people could survive...
Ha, ha ha... He is such a jerk, so the boy became the last "Yamada Choichi" of the world game...
He clenched the crystal tightly and threw it hard.
With the distance boost from the crystal's built-in system, it flew out like a sharp arrow and headed straight for the World Tree.
…
Wang Xingkong thought he was an outsider.
Until he suddenly discovered that at the same moment Zhi Fei'er became transparent, the body of the old lady in the room also became transparent.
"Wait-wait! No, this isn't right!"
Wang Xingkong didn't bother to watch Yamada Choichi. He crawled into the front yard, broke open the door, and saw an old man sitting in a rocking chair with an unfinished sweater on his knees.
He stumbled over, hugged the old woman, stuffed the strawberry shortcake in his hand into her hand, and shouted desperately: "What's going on! Grandma, what's going on!?"
Perhaps because she is a shop owner with broad knowledge, the old lady's spiritual energy is higher than Zhi Feier's. She should have been chosen to be on the Ark, but, but she didn't seem to take the "Strawberry Shortcake"!
Did she not take it on purpose? Did she not want to go?
The old lady opened her eyes, glanced at Wang Xingkong, then quickly closed them and shook her head:
"The new world... that place is too far away. I... am right here."
"Actually, I never thought that my spiritual energy could meet the standard. It seems that the young new Lord Olivers did something to make the spiritual energy of an old guy like me meet the standard. He must have paid a considerable price."
"But, judging from the situation of the girl in the backyard, it seems that some people still cannot go up. Since the number of places is limited, I will give up. I have a disease to begin with, and I will not live for more than a few months in the new place."
“No! It’s happened once, I can’t do it this time... I can’t watch you this time... You’re going to die in front of me!” Wang Xingkong picked up the flowers next to him, folded them into the shape of a “strawberry shortbread”, and stuffed them into the old lady’s hand.
But it was too late.
The strawberry shortbread didn't react at all, as if it had lost its response.
Only a pair of old hands stuffed a sweater that was almost finished into Wang Xingkong's hands.
"ah--!!"
He finally burst into tears. The panic of being alone in a strange world, the sadness of losing his friends, and the fear of knowing that he was just an NPC made him almost breathless.
Hearing his loud cry, the old hands stiffened, and after a moment, gently patted his back.
"Come to think of it... a young man once came to my shop and asked for a bunch of Lycoris radiata..." The old lady raised her head: "Now that I think about it, he looks a little familiar. Where have I seen him before..."
Looking at a child like that, his expression looked like he had made up his mind. He also said that he wanted to let an old person like her see the flowers in the new world.
She wanted to thank him for his blessing, but she would not go, leaving it to someone who wanted to go more.
"Child, let's go... You said you wanted to find your parents, right..."
“Those are the parents in my memory…” Wang Xingkong burst into tears and sat on the ground, crying and hiccuping. He was in a state of extreme embarrassment: “Who am I! Who am I! Who am I? Am I Wang Xingkong? Who are my parents? ”
"Granny, I miss you, I miss you so much... If only I were stronger, you wouldn't, you wouldn't die in the Disciple Game... If only I were stronger, I could take you away this time..."
"Why, why, I can't keep anything, I can't save anything... Why, I am Wang Xingkong..."
The white snow fell, and the blue cloth hanging out to dry fluttered in the courtyard. Outside the yard, a stone millstone was shining from being pickled.
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