Chapter 690 Chapter 687 · BE20 · "Second Death"

  【I seem to see the future in a year. Su Ming'an won to the end, he became an immortal god, and there was no one left by his side. Nuo Er knelt down to the children, pulled the trigger and drank the bullets to commit suicide; Lu Shu would never come back as part of the game, and died in the dungeon as a boss; Yue Yue's sword was broken, and Su Ming An was never seen again until he died. ; Mizushima Kawasora holding the doll and reluctant to let go; Edward lost his strength and became a madman, looking for food in the trash; Luna was targeted by the audience and became depressed;

  [—From the World Forum on January 31, 2022, "The Stars of Humanity Shine" TOP20 Hot Post]

  …

  Su Mingan once noticed that he didn't seem to be a part of himself at all.

   When he entered the dungeon, he mostly played other people. All kinds of emotions and information were poured into his body frantically. His "self" was gradually diluted, and in the end there was not much left of himself.

   He could vaguely remember what happened before the world game started, but he couldn't empathize with himself four months ago.

   Some people even said whether "Su Ming'an" is a bionic person of the same type that the organizer put down. Whenever Su Mingan is on the verge of failure, there will be a new bionic body that seamlessly connects to replace him and continue to clear customs. So people can always see Su Mingan winning.

   - They say he is a "collection" of ends and desires.

   is like a program, like a machine, or he is like a "god of the world". The code name "Su Ming'an" has been dyed with a deified color. Anyone who reads this name will slow down their breath, as if chanting the name of a god.

  Su Ming'an was also puzzled by this.

   But when talking to Yueyue at this time, he was able to let go of these thoughts.

   "Okay, I'll tell you about my past..." he said.

   They were still like when the game didn't start, he would share books in his spare time, and she would listen quietly.

   He was very sure that they were not in love, but more like a blood connection. She was an anchor so he wouldn't get lost. The same broken family, the same unfortunate childhood, brought them to the same fate.

   "...After you left, what impressed me the most was the wooden building in flames. I saw Yang Xia come back to save Dongxue from a distance of decades, and became the sheep who accompanies her in the rain.

  "...The knight told me that he was willing to be bound by the system called "Knight of Light", he sincerely wished me a prosperous martial arts, and thanked me for treating him as a soul of equal communication.

"He said, 'Captain, because you are also a human being. You are also an absolutely independent creature that transcends settings'. I never thought at the time that his words could comfort him far away at the ninth place at this time. I of the world, we are so far apart.

"And that little liar... She was misunderstood, killed over and over, and reincarnated more than a thousand times, but she maintained eternal compassion, she said that I was her dear traveler, she said that in the next reincarnation she would definitely win... "

  Su Mingan kept talking, he firmly believed that the missionary halo could cure the deficiency disease.

   Wheelchairs galloped between red rocks and firelight, carrying them through the endless **** of death and scorching heat. Yueyue leaned on her wheelchair and listened to Su Mingan's story about her experience in these nine worlds.

   Her long hair was blown by the scorching wind, her cheeks were as red as apples, and her expression was still as soft as a doll.

   She didn't seem to have changed anything, and she seemed to have changed a lot. The eyes are always fresh and always bright, like light and snow. Like the cat-eared girl in the first world who likes to chew chocolate bars.

   "Ming An." Yueyue suddenly said.

   She stretched out her charred hand, covering his skeletal twisted palm:

   "I want to tell you...you're fine, it couldn't be better. I love listening to your stories. But I'm a little sleepy, you just put me down here, don't take me with you, okay?"

   She squinted.

   "I can sing with you, as long as I sing, I won't fall asleep." Su Mingan said.

   She must not fall asleep, otherwise she will abandon her reason and die directly. If telling stories she will fall asleep, singing will keep her awake.

   She hesitated for a while, then she said yes.

   "There are at most five minutes, you must put me down." Yueyue said.

  Su Ming'an did not nod or deny.

   After a while, her voice came out from between the red and black **** like condensed magma.

   This is her favorite song. At the graduation party of high school, she once wore a tutu skirt like a princess and performed solo on behalf of the class, even though she showed dozens of black domestic violence marks on her arms.

   But no one thought her scars were ugly.

   The pearls of the dance dress are crystal clear and round, like her soul, and the scars are her golden medals under the light. During the rehearsal, she practiced over and over again, just like her thousands of sword swings, which are all medals condensed by her sweat and hard work.

  —So many scars, so many medals, finally condensed a soul like her, a soul named Yueyue.

   She has always been an independent and powerful woman who will take a sword against the dark.

   Her voice is soft, like the world melting in the corners of her raised mouth:

   "Fairy tale book under the pillow,

   "The happiness of private collection,

   "What do I want to express as a teenager,

   "The deer of the lost forest,

   "Will you meet a witch,

   "The story begins..."

  …

   Years settled in her eyes, like a long time locked.

Su Mingan remembered that Yueyue had practiced this song hundreds of times in private. At that time, he escaped from the house and met her who was practicing singing in the soundproof area in the dark. soul.

   She said, if you are sad, come and listen to her singing.

   They huddled together for warmth in the cold winter, like two abandoned cubs. Her singing will always heal the pain.

   "The starlight clears the most mysterious fog,

   "Stand up on tiptoe and spin dance steps,

   "Listen in a trance to who is crying.

   "The moonlight tells the plants outside the window,

   "Remember to give way when encountering children,

   "Who will redeem my loneliness...?"

  The wheelchair rushed out of the blood pool area and met the wind and snow in an instant. The color of the snow dyed her scorched hair.

  The splendid fireworks exploded in the distance, the land was as wide as a dream, and the fireworks drooped in the distance, as if the stars fell on the coast.

   Two lonely souls sang as if they were celebrating the coming New Year together, no one knew that they were equally dying and meeting despair.

   He stared at her face, the red in her eyes was expanding a little bit, and the time was almost close to the time of her death last week.

  The wheelchair galloped all the way, half of the girl's face was bathed in the light, and the fluttering hair was like a flowing Milky Way. The blood in her eyes rose little by little.

   "You are the princess in that fairy tale standing in the light..."

   She was still singing, her head held high, revealing a slender neck full of burns.

   He once asked her what was the biggest gain from growing up, and she said without hesitation that she would be able to play games with you in the future.

   Even if we have to travel so far, cross such a deep river, and suffer so much in order to play games together, this is enough.

enough.

  S-rank lucky, enough.

   In this long and distant life, those children who bloomed like flowers, she saw that he was desperately trying to save these former him and her. Face the darkness, step into the night, and never look back.

   She was lucky enough to be with him for so long.

  "Wow—" Above the sky, a ray of bright light slowly turned, which was the brightness of the lights of the distant buildings, as if a penetrating dawn was slowly rendered from the deep night, and the darkness was like a fading tide.

   "I put on a gorgeous mask and turned around and hid in a black dress,"

   "Please dance with me before the fairy tale ends..."

   At this moment, she raised her hands high, as if in the midsummer of the graduation party that year. She took off her gorgeous tutu at the end of the performance.

   She is not the princess in the lyrics, and can't even afford a tutu skirt. Before returning the tutu to her classmate, she invited him to dance.

   At twelve o'clock midnight, Cinderella has to go back home to continue her housework.

   She only has this time.

   In those days he danced a dance with her out of step.

   "…Let everything be restored after dawn."

   The last lyric is finished.

  “Clang—” The ancient bell from the clock tower rang in the distance, and the night was covered with gorgeous fireworks in the distance.

   The New Year of 2022 is coming, at twelve o'clock at midnight, everyone celebrates the New Year's Jubilee.

  Su Ming'an didn't hear her voice at this moment.

He slowly turned his head and saw that her head was slightly lowered, tilted 30 degrees to the ground, the blade was clenched tightly by her, penetrated through her front neck, pierced through her scorched hair and raised it to the sky, Like a frozen icicle.

  Her sword did not penetrate his heart, she was still sensible, so she turned the sword and pierced her own neck.

   Her mouth opened and closed slightly, as if to say something, but there was no sound.

"Bright…"

  Like a pierced bird, a thin red thread strangled her fragile neck, anyone who jumped towards freedom would have their headband and body cut off.

  The wind brushed through her hair, fiddling with her gradually loosening fingers.

   He couldn't touch her soul.

"Dang—" The ancient melodious bells sounded in the distance, countless cheers rang out from the city, holy fireworks rose into the sky, the whole city was bathed in the galaxy, and the people celebrating were all red, as if they were being held up. Ascend to a happy paradise.

   Under the brilliant light, the girl's head fell forward in the cold wind, as if she had died in another world that no one knew about.

   Her pupils lost their lustre, the fragile neck skin was torn by the ion sword, and her head rolled down.

  Su Ming'an stretched out his only remaining hand, caught her head in the cold wind, and ran his fingers through her black hair.

  “…”

  He who cannot die, has become the [Mound of Memory] for many people. Their names were tombstones that he couldn't forget in his mind, like his second death.

   He remembered what Mizushima Kawaharu said a long time ago:

  【Su Mingan, from the moment you became the number one player and sacrificed Yueyue, I knew that you were extremely selfish in your heart. 】

  【You will lose everything, relatives, friends, there is no one around you, nothing in your hand, you can't keep anything. 】

   He is indeed selfish.

   If he had let Yueyue stay in the logistics at the very beginning, and prevented her from going to the battlefield, wouldn't she have died?

  If he could stop her sooner, if his return point could be earlier, wouldn't she...would have contracted the deficiency disease?

   At that time, as long as he kept her and told her not to enter Kaiusta, wouldn't she...will not be in danger?

   He didn't do everything in his power to keep her from going to war--isn't he not wrong?

   he asked himself, trembling all over his body. During the long patience, he even heard his own voice asking himself, hoarse, like wet sand,

   "—Did you not take advantage of her?"

do not have it?

  “…”

   He gasped sharply.

  —Did he not take advantage of her?

He won the toughest wars, freed himself from the shackles of the old gods, he was the great man of the dawn, the hero who saved countless people - he was respected, he was noticed, he was under one man and over ten thousand The lord of Aktor.

  ...However, in the 49-year timeline, he didn't even keep a girl's soul.

  If he could do it earlier, use all his strength, talk to her earlier, take her away earlier, cross his hands with all his strength in countless reincarnations...

With a soft sound of    "cluster", he approached the blade, and the blade also pierced his neck.

   He vomited blood, hugged her and crawled down, as if burying himself in the ground.

  The white snow and water light blurred his eyes, he couldn't see her eyes that had lost their lustre, only the throat was burning with fire, and the skin was torn.

   His hand stretched forward, but he couldn't grasp anything. Ice and snow froze his soul.

   Until he felt his head and neck loosen and his vision rolled forward, as if he could embrace eternal rest and freedom—

   "Grumble..."

   Only Xinxi's blaze and her blade shone slightly, and together with his head, rolled and fell into the darkness.

  “…”

  If there was no world game…

  If it hadn't started...he wouldn't be here getting burned and dying repeatedly. She will not suffer from deficiency disease, despair to suicide.

  —The girl in the cat-eared hat, she was supposed to be a grown-up white swan.

   She can sing and use a sword. She has a novel life, she has come out of the haze of childhood, she has grown into a free and glorious soul, she will protect everyone around her, even an unknown soldier.

   But she ended up like a madman, the blade stabbed at herself, and her neck was broken. The blood-stained head rolled into his hands, and he didn't close his eyes until he died.

  Su Mingan knew what she wanted to say before her death.

  …

   "Ming An, let's play games with you in the future..."

  …

   She once wanted to hear him play the piano and play games with him. She wanted to witness the future of mankind with him and welcome a more splendid life.

   She knew that his mother woke up, his mother would embarrass him, he had no father, and no one loved him like that. Humans are eyeing him, and she wants to stand by his side. She wants to go with him...

   But not anymore.

   But she thinks she can't...

  …

  …

  【I seem to see the future in a year. 】

  【—Su Mingan won to the end, and he became an immortal god. 】

   (end of this chapter)