Chapter 774 Chapter 773·“Lü Shu, Asa.”

"Da da da."

 In the deep corridor with flickering lights, Su Ming'an's consciousness floated up and down.

His pupils were blurry as he stared at the figure in front of him who was struggling to save him, unable to recognize who it was.

The man pulled him around the corner, past the ivory-white broken-winged angel statue, the scarlet wallpaper reflected fine gold patterns, and the air was filled with the scent of cedar and vase roses.

From a radio broadcast in an unknown corner of the ceiling, the voice of the **** hinting at anger was heard:

"Run, keep running. Su Mingan, let me see how long you can run..."

Su Mingan did not say anything.

 His consciousness is falling into the deep sea.

 …Wake up, wake up.”

While the man was running, he reminded him not to fall asleep.

During the hazy hearing, Su Mingan raised his head, and he saw a pair of clear eyes on the other person's face, which were like two amber-like glass windows, but soon his vision became blurry again, and the wisps of light were floating in the air. The white hair in the light is like a bunch of lively dandelions.

 “I’m here to save you,” the man whispered.

 “Who are you?” Su Mingan couldn’t see the other person’s facial features clearly. However, this too soft tone made him rule out Lin Guang first.

 Suddenly, the opponent's pace slowed down a little.

"Have you forgotten me?" The man's voice was very calm, but he was not disappointed, as if he could accept whatever Su Mingan said.

The sound of approaching mechanical armies was vaguely heard from the surroundings. Su Mingan immediately turned off the light of his watch to prevent it from being locked immediately.

 Suddenly, nothing could be seen in the dark corridor.

The corridors are intricate and there are traces of hoses buried everywhere. The two of them bumped into each other while walking. It was so dark that they couldn't see their fingers, as if they were walking in the belly of a monster.

"I've been waiting for you... I thought maybe you would find me one day." The man's voice was low and slow, reminiscent of the gurgling water at night: "I'm not leaving."

　　　　　　

The hose around his neck began to tighten, and Su Mingan propped up the blade of the sword, forcing a little space to breathe.

 He coughed, his face turned red, and he tried to call out the other person's name. He had already heard who the person who spoke like this was.

"While you were away, I read a lot of books." The other party continued: "My previous life was too boring, like a one-way line that went to the end at a glance. In this world, I have been trying to understand many things. For example, why are there There are so many people by your side, why do you never seem to need me that much?"

The other party lowered his head, and this question was like a sigh:

 “There is another question that has puzzled me for a long time.”

"I would like to know…"

 “What is true ‘love’?”

It was like driving in a car late at night and hearing the distorted singing voice processed by the radio. The other party's voice was wandering in Su Mingan's ears, and the exact voice and texture could not be heard.

Su Mingan's eyes were heavy. He coughed violently and covered his mouth, trying his best to prevent the noise from spreading out of the corridor.

The other person's face was hidden in the darkness, and even the outline could not be seen. I could only smell the faint scent of cedar in the air, which conveyed tranquility and warmth, like a fire burning quietly in the fireplace of a wooden house in winter. It is refreshing and soothing, making people have the urge to bury themselves in sleep.

…what is love?

Since the beginning of the Ninth World, Su Mingan seems to have been asked this question often. In other words, the entire ruined world seems to be confused around this proposition.

 Because I have never had a childhood, I don’t know what love is. The theorem he has always believed is, "Only those with value deserve to be loved." He has been confused about whether he has the corresponding value to be loved. He doesn't need him as a recipient of love, he just wants to prove that "he might be able to be loved" because he never proved successful as a child.

However, love is not a question of proof.

 So he can only get unsolved answers.

 “I remember a long time ago...you answered this question for me.”

The scarlet hose made a rattling sound, and the two of them had an extremely difficult journey. The man kept trying his best to hold and drag Su Ming'an as he walked, dragging the heavy hoses, leaving tired gasps along the way.

"You said that love makes people feel warm and stable." The other party said, "But no one has ever loved me before. I have always been alone, so I don't know what it feels like. Some people say that I am withdrawn. , can’t speak, no one will love me.”

Su Mingan couldn't hear the other party's voice clearly, and could only vaguely hear the last sentence.

He thought of how many people at the World Forum excitedly shouted "Lü Shu" and "Shu Bao" every day, and how many spectators were eagerly waiting for Lu Shu these days when Lu Shu disappeared. I also thought of those Lu Shu support groups, Lu Shu forum sections, Lu Shu themed comic exhibitions...

 There should be many people who love him.

 There were none before, but now there are many.

"Yes." Su Mingan whispered, "Someone loves you."

"What about you?" the other party said, "I won't say 'love' to you. I just ask, do you regret that I became your companion? Do you think that I am not a burden?"

His voice, accompanied by the crisp fragrance, faintly and faintly escaped.

Isn’t it a burden?

Su Mingan thought about how at the end of the fourth world, Lu Shu and Edward were forced to die together, forcing him to go back to save others.

 But when he thought about the eighth world, Lu Shu had become the boss in the castle level, the black-robed man, and was willing to pay the price of death to hand him the final victory.

Although some of Lu Shu's actions were not necessary under the premise of reverting to death, Lu Shu didn't know this. What Lu Shu could do was to burn everything for him at the cost of Lu Shu's everything, even his life and soul.

 The fourth world, as a witch, believed in him wholeheartedly. The Fifth World, as a revolutionary army, only wanted to lose to him. The Seventh World accepted his words completely and did not refute them at all. The Eighth World is willing to be his stepping stone - as if all honors are unimportant to Lu Shu, as if Lu Shu only has success in his eyes.

 There is no doubt that Lu Shu is not a burden to him, and even similar to Yue Yue, he is his spiritual anchor.

Just like the most difficult days - he led the Dawn War as the city lord. At that time, he met many people with evil intentions, and he was so tired that he wanted to faint. At that time, Lu said to him, "You can't rest. If you can't, I can teach you how to deal with these people."

 But if Lu Shu was there, Lu Shu would definitely say, "You rest, I will do it for you."

If Noel was there, Noel would definitely say, "Think about the problem in a different way. Maybe we can make you less tired."

 If it’s Yueyue, Yueyue will say, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t deal with these.”

 The world game allowed him to make many friends, and they would always help him from different perspectives. There is no doubt that they are all among his "companions". Everyone is indispensable and different.

 “You are my companion.” Su Mingan whispered.

"Really?" There was a hint of tears in the other party's tone: "That's great..."

"You are finally back." Su Mingan still couldn't hear the other party's voice clearly, so he just repeated it mechanically, hoping that the other party could hear it.

He almost thought that Lu Shu was really going to disappear from now on.

Although I don’t know what Lu Shu did in the past ten days in the ninth world, as long as he comes back, it will be fine.

 This year is 2024, and they haven’t been able to get together to celebrate the New Year like New Year’s Day.

Lin Yin is still waiting in the Lord God’s World, waiting for them to go back together, eating candy canes and making dumplings together. He hopes to make up for the New Year with his companions. For no other reason than that, if he doesn't rest and regain some sense of belonging to his hometown, he will collapse.

The other party promised: "I won't leave."

 The physiological reaction caused by the emotional resonance made Su Mingan's face blurred. Although his expression was calm, he couldn't stop the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

He had no strength in his whole body and was just moving forward mechanically with the hose, like an empty shell filled with all emotions.

 When the other person approached him and supported him, he didn't even feel it.

"I'm sorry to make you sad." The other party whispered: "You don't regret that I became your companion. This is the happiest thing for me. Don't go so far in the future, okay?"

Su Mingan promised: "As long as you don't go that far first."

"good."

 The handover of commitment is reassuring. Su Mingan was finally relieved. If Lu Shu really disappeared, he always felt that he had done something wrong to cause his loss.

 Fortunately, the person is back.

It seems that he is far enough away from the gods and can now contact Mu Team. Su Mingan saw Mu Team's information box gradually appearing in front of him. As his vision became clearer, he could gradually see the surrounding scene clearly.

 The scarlet carpet, the paintings on the walls, the hoses surging around you...

 There is also something close at hand, the other person’s eyes.

The coat with the scent of cedar swaying slightly in front of his eyes. Seeing that his eyes were clear, the other party also smiled at him.

　　　…”

Su Mingan slowly closed his eyes, opened them again, and confirmed the scene in front of him.

At this time, the other party also whispered with joy:

 “Okay, I won’t leave.”

 “Asa.”

　　　…”

At this moment, it was as if an icy wind blew into them, blowing away all the heavy accumulation and condensation.

The lingering cedar fragrance was cut off by the other party's call like a "pop".

Su Mingan opened his eyes and stared at the person close at hand...that person...

The other party called him Asa.

 …Asa.

 …Asa?

A sudden sense of missing out gripped Su Ming'an's heart. He resisted the title like never before, and a sharp pain spread from his heart.

 In an instant, this title penetrated him like a sharp knife.

He stared closely into the other person's eyes, gradually realizing how ridiculous things in the world can be.

“I remember a long time ago, this was called District 11. There weren’t that many buildings, and most of them were dead woods.”

"I was looking for you at that time. Many people said you were dead. I didn't believe it, so I kept looking...and then I found the valley. I kept waiting there, and kept waiting..."

“I have always been very withdrawn and don’t like to talk. My life is just a monotonous one-way line, with nothing but herbs.”

“Today I dyed it with cedar fragrance. This fragrance is more refreshing than herbs. I think you will like this smell.”

The other party kept talking, as if he was seizing every opportunity to talk to Su Ming'an.

Su Mingan stared at the other party.

 It can be seen from the hazy and deep pupils of the other party that the other party has fallen into a half-dream and half-awake state again.

The pair of pupils are the color of the sky and the sea, the touch of blue where the sky and the sea meet. It's not Lu Shu's green color at all.

North Lisel's mental state was already half-crazy, and now he has fallen into a deeper daydream.

 —North Lisel took him for the returned Asa Actor.

 —And he took Beilissel as Lu Shu.

 In the darkness, they all made a promise "not to leave" to those who could not come back. In fact, no one's promise was fulfilled.

　　They made cross wishes to people who did not exist in front of them, and they saw each other as if they had never arrived.

“Asa, I remember you like strawberries, so I planted many strawberries in the valley.”

"In the year before you left, you always said you wanted to sleep. I wove a swing and a bamboo bed for you in the valley. If you want to sleep, there is a place for you at any time."

“I have made many friends with household appliances, and they also want to meet you.” Beilisel looked at him with a smile: “You are finally here. I am afraid that if you come later, they will not be able to wait...”

 “Stop talking.” Su Mingan whispered.

 His voice was almost inaudible.

 “Don’t you like strawberries?” Beilisel had confusion in his eyes.

 “Stop talking.” Su Mingan repeated it again.

 “That bamboo bed…” Beilisel said anxiously.

 “Stop talking.” Su Mingan lowered his head.

 When he said this, his eyes reflected almost nothing.

 Only aware of the sour pain on his face, he clenched his fists tightly.

 —It’s too late!

 —Asa Aktor is no more!

 No matter how many strawberry trees are planted in North Lisel and no matter how long they wait, they will never be able to wait any longer.

 The living cannot wait for the dead after all.

 No matter how many "Actors" appear, no matter how similar they are, and no matter how smart and perseverant they are, they are still just copied bionic bodies, not that person.

 The 20-year-old Akto is long gone.

 The white-haired young man he was looking for.

 Haven’t come back yet.

 (End of this chapter)