Chapter 86 Supporting Characters Pave the Way for You: What We Want Is More Than Just a Collapsed World...
Fu Yanli's words were like a rusty, dull knife, slowly etching the scar that had already been torn open between the two of them. The rusty blade made the scar even more ugly and winding.
Fu Yanli did not accuse Xu Wenci of killing him.
Instead, he blamed himself for all the regrets and pain of the two of them.
We woke up too late.
It was too late.
"If I had awakened earlier in the last world... Xu Wenci wouldn't have suffered so much..."
These words stunned Xu Wenci, who had been pretending to be completely unaware of the situation. His blood seemed to rush to his head and then freeze again near his heart.
So it turns out... the person he'd always hated, the self-righteous Fu Yanli who orchestrated everything, was thinking about something else entirely in the final chapters of another timeline...
How can we make him suffer less?
absurd.
That's absurd.
Xu Wenci felt as if something was tightly blocking his throat, preventing him from making any sound.
My eyes are sore and my vision is starting to blur.
He abruptly turned his face away, not wanting Fu Yanli, and even more so, not wanting Gu Pei, who was standing to the side, to see his current disheveled state.
But his trembling shoulders and suppressed gasps could not hide his near-collapse.
The smile on Gu Pei's face vanished completely.
He looked at Xu Wenci's trembling back, then at Fu Yanli on the rocking chair, who seemed to have all his strength drained away, leaving only heartache in his eyes. Unconsciously, he recalled the manuscript that had been consumed by flames.
Does Xu Wenci really hate Fu Yanli?
Perhaps.
Because most of the suffering Xu Wenci endured was related to Fu Yanli.
However, Xu Wenci now knows that Fu Yanli is not having an easy time either.
He began to hesitate...
For the first time, he could plunge the dagger into Fu Yanli's heart without any burden, knowing that killing Fu Yanli brought him a sense of relief.
He felt that all the suffering he had endured in those years was caused by Fu Yanli.
The second time, he also plunged the dagger into Fu Yanli's heart without any hesitation, even stabbing him twice.
Because he understood that it was all just a plan...
What about the third time?
Gu Pei finally turned his attention back to Fu Yanli, but inadvertently discovered the dagger that had been forgotten at Fu Yanli's feet.
Xu Wenci casually tossed the dagger somewhere, but unexpectedly Fu Yanli found it.
But it truly witnessed Fu Yanli's several deaths.
Fu Yanli lowered his head quietly and kicked the dagger that had been hidden at his feet under the rocking chair.
What are you pretending to be?
Gu Pei narrowed his eyes, unable to suppress his inner grumbling.
As Fu Yanli watched Xu Wenci's trembling back, his heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, a pain far more agonizing than any punishment brought by the rules.
He struggled to get up from the rocking chair, wanting to hug Xu Wenci and tell him that everything was over, but his body was too heavy to obey him.
"Xu Wenci..." He could only weakly call out Xu Wenci's name again and again in a low voice, his voice hoarse and broken.
Xu Wenci suddenly turned around.
His face was expressionless, except for the red corners of his eyes and the moisture on his eyelashes, which proved that he had just briefly lost control of his emotions.
He walked back to Fu Yanli step by step, squatted down, and looked him in the eye.
He reached out his hand.
It was neither a hug nor an attack.
Instead, she gently grasped Fu Yanli's hand, which had been tightly clutching his cufflinks.
His fingertips were icy cold, his knuckles white from the force, and little by little, he pried open Fu Yanli's stiff fingers and took the cufflink that had been warmed by their bodies.
He gripped the cufflinks tightly in his palm, raised his eyes to look at Fu Yanli, and said calmly in a slightly hoarse voice, "Fu Yanli, there are no ifs."
He said, "I accept the suffering of the last century."
"You accepted the knife wound you took."
He paused, then suddenly glanced at the silent Gu Pei before finally returning his voice to Fu Yanli's face.
But the world's accounts,
We have to go together, follow this operating system, follow this damn script.
Calculate it carefully.
What else is hidden in the cufflinks besides Fu Yanli's memories of destroying the rules?
Xu Wenci silently lowered his eyes.
The light outside the window had softened at some point, casting dappled shadows around the two people through the dancing dust particles.
The air was filled with the faint scent of disinfectant from Gu Pei's body.
And a tranquility that gradually eases after a heavy atmosphere.
The intense confrontations, sharp words, and bloody memories seemed to be temporarily soothed by this brief silence.
Gu Pei felt it was meaningless. The relationship between the two was just as he had written in his manuscript, and they were once again willingly tolerating each other.
The world collapsed and is now rebooting.
Abnormal data has been received; the abnormal data is being cleared.
The cold, mechanical voice announced the alarm without any emotion.
However, no one knows what it means.
Gu Pei sneered.
He gazed into the void, a faint light flickering in his deep brown eyes.
It really... worked.
Fu Yanli, that madman, really used his reckless plan to disrupt their predetermined fate, making that world pay for his mistakes.
Fu Yanli tilted his head back, leaned against the back of the rocking chair, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.
The nerves that had been taut for so long seemed to finally relax at this moment, bringing a wave of exhaustion and powerlessness.
But something heavy remained deep within those deep purple eyes, which quietly dissipated with that breath.
He succeeded.
The plan was a success.
Xu Wenci gripped the cufflinks in his palm tightly.
The cold, sharp edges of the metal pressed against his skin, causing a sharp pain.
As he listened to the blaring alarm and looked at Fu Yanli's relieved profile, his heart felt as if it had been struck by something heavy, a dull ache mixed with a strange burning sensation.
There are no "ifs".
It's better that it collapsed.
He squatted there, not moving, just looking at Fu Yanli.
Looking at the faint dark circles under Fu Yanli's eyelashes, and at his relaxed yet tired appearance.
Then, he reached out, not to help, but to touch the back of Fu Yanli's hand, which was hanging by the rocking chair, with his fingertips in a very light touch.
Fu Yanli's body trembled almost imperceptibly. He opened his eyes and looked at Xu Wenci.
The alarm continued, but it seemed to be gradually weakening and becoming more distant, as if the collapsing world was being rapidly cleared away and completely disappeared.
"Settle the accounts..." Fu Yanli repeated Xu Wenci's words in a low voice.
Let's calculate it together.
Xu Wenci looked at his smile, and he suddenly stood up. His movements were a little unsteady because he had been squatting for too long, but he quickly steadied himself and reached out his hand to Fu Yanli.
“Get up,” he said, his voice still a little hoarse, as he reached out his hand to Fu Yanli.
Fu Yanli looked at his outstretched hand, its knuckles distinct, bearing the red marks left from tightly gripping his cufflinks.
He slowly raised his hand and placed it on it.
"Hahaha..." Gu Pei suddenly sneered, his eyes filled with a madness that Fu Yanli had never seen before.
Xu Wenci squinted.
"You two truly deserve to be called protagonists. The world you just lived in collapsed, and you were the ones who orchestrated it..." Gu Pei clenched his fingers, his voice shrill and distorted, "You forced everyone to become villains, caused the world to collapse, and made those supporting characters pay the price for your success..."
"Where are your mother, your sister, Xu Wenci's mother?"
"They collapsed and disappeared along with that world..."
Xu Wenci gripped Fu Yanli's wrist, narrowed his eyes, and stared directly at Gu Pei.
"They still exist in this world."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yanli's heart trembled violently, his eyelashes quivered slightly, and he opened his mouth but could not utter a single word.
“Your manuscript makes us exist forever,” Xu Wenci continued, his eyes reddening. “They will always exist, and our pain will always exist. What does it matter if this world collapses or that world collapses? We will still go to a new world and start anew according to your script…”
Gu Pei's sneer stopped abruptly, his face flushed red, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat.
His deep brown pupils suddenly contracted, staring intently at Xu Wenci, the turmoil within them replaced by a deeper fear.
"What...did you say?" He opened his mouth but no sound came out. He coughed lightly and finally made a sound.
Xu Wenci did not answer immediately. He simply gripped Fu Yanli's wrist tighter, as if trying to feel the scar that should have been on Fu Yanli's wrist beneath Fu Yanli's cool skin.
The red marks at the corners of his eyes hadn't faded, but his amber eyes, like marbles washed in water, shone with a cold, broken light.
“I said,” Xu Wenci said slowly and deliberately, “they still exist. In this world, or in the next. As long as the script you wrote is still there, as long as this damned cycle doesn’t break, they will exist again and again, experiencing those predetermined fates again and again.”
He tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping over Fu Yanli's pale and stunned face before finally fixing on Fu Pei.
"The world is collapsing? That's just changing the stage." Xu Wenci's lips curled into a very faint and cold smile, full of sarcasm. "Our pain will not disappear, it will only follow us, into a new setting, put on new costumes, and repeat similar plots."
Fu Yanli's mother, my mother, Fu Yanli's sister... they were the same. We wanted more than just the world collapsing.
Fu Yanli's face turned pale, and he shrugged, but Xu Wenci held him down and patted his shoulder.
It seemed like a consolation.
“No…it’s impossible…” Gu Pei staggered back a step, shaking his head, his face drained of color. “The manuscript…the manuscript has been burned…”
“What’s burned is just the paper,” Xu Wenci interrupted him, his voice carrying a deliberate cruelty. “But the pen that wrote the script is still in your hands. You can’t write it now just because the manuscript was destroyed, but the script still exists.”
"Didn't you always know? You're still trying to lie to us? You're trying to trick us into breaking free from the plagiarist's clutches, but still following your script, is that it?"
The air was deathly still.
Even the dust motes dancing outside the window seemed to have stopped.
Gu Pei seemed to have all his strength drained away, slumping against the cold wall, his dark brown eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, muttering something silently to himself.
Fu Yanli squinted, listening intently to Gu Pei's murmur.
"Yi Lou..."
Yi Lou is here?
Fu Yanli's eyes widened immediately, and his heart clenched again.
He instantly remembered the system's earlier reminder.
Yi Lou is an anomaly...
Why did Yi Lou come here?
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