Chapter 777 Chapter seven hundred and seventy-six · "Ice flower."

   "..." Su Mingan remained silent.

   "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." North Lissel kept apologizing, and the voice full of pain echoed in the stairwell.

   "You saved me, why should I apologize." Su Mingan said.

   "I'm sorry. I saved you because of my own selfish desire." North Lissel said.

   "If you're saved, you're saved." Su Mingan said lightly.

  No matter what thoughts Bei Lissel had in mind, if he was saved, he was saved. Besides, for Beiliser, he always thinks of Lu Shu after his death, so he can't hate it.

  He saw a scarlet flash on the back of North Lissel's neck—the nine seats all have some authority, whether it is to open the central control room or other rooms.

   Soon, the two arrived in a dark room. Bei Liser opened the door with authority and gave Su Mingan a few bottles of medicine.

   "Medical room, here are the medicines for recovery." North Lissel said.

  Su Mingan took these bottles and jars as promised, and the system prompt of the blue-level recovery potion was displayed on it, and there was no problem.

  It was already midnight at this time, white thunder flashed outside the window, and the windows of the medical room were not closed. Every time the thunder passed by, the room would light up for a moment. North Liesel's white hair was soaked with snow, like the feathers of a dead bird. He stared out of the window in a daze, his pupils were brightly illuminated by the thunder, as if caught in memories.

"How many years ago, it was also such a night. It was raining heavily outside the window. You came back from the battlefield with wounds all over your body. At that time, I did the same thing to find medicine for you..." After a while, Bei Liser uttered a voice full of Lonely, his fingers were slightly bent on the windowsill, as if trying to grab something.

   "At that time, we were just trying to end human infighting, and there weren't that many people following you. You were still Asa Actor, not some other cold god. That time... how wonderful it was."

  His head drooped slightly, his voice was mixed with pain and confusion, and he suddenly raised his voice:

   "But why do you have to bear the lives of so many people?"

"I still can't understand, but you seem to be that kind of person... and because you are that kind of person, I can't leave you. I'm not like Noah, who can part ways with you because of disagreement, I just can't... You."

  After taking the medicine, his body began to feel warm, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Su Mingan looked at Bei Liser, who had misty eyes, by the light, and said:

"you…"

   "I'm sorry." North Lissel said, "I just miss you so much."

  So he will live in an extremely selfish way, waiting at all costs.

  So he will throw away all his arrogance and submit to a "god" he doesn't recognize.

  He is selfish, selfish to the extreme. For all his unselfishness has been dedicated to one man, and there is nothing left.

  The young man's blue eyes have been infiltrated with misty colors, covered in a faint mist, he seems to be dreaming for the rest of his life, an unrealistic dream.

   Waiting for a storm that has not returned.

  There was Xiaomei's live broadcast sound outside the window, but Su Mingan couldn't hear Xiaomei's voice clearly. He leaned against the wall panting heavily, waiting for the wound to heal.

  He checked Alman's sword a little bit, and it was indeed damaged, but it was not a major problem. After using a few equipment repair stones given to him by the player, the sword quickly returned to normal.

  In the darkness, Bei Lissel lowered his head and looked at something in his palm, which was a candy with colorful sugar wrappers.

  Half of the white-haired boy's face was hidden in the thick darkness, with only one lifeless eye exposed.

"In fact, everyone has told me quietly... They don't want to be human anymore. They think human beings are too bitter. But I told them that the wine will be very fragrant, the sugar will be very sweet, and the breeze in the world is very soft, blowing on them like a mother. touch." North Liesel whispered:

   "During the long wait, in the valley, only they can sing and dance, like a fairy tale, accompanying me. They are like my brother and sister."

   "Except for Asa, I only have them by my side. I just really want... some people can wait with me forever."

   "And they died, too."

   "I know this world is terrible. No matter how hard the civilization that has come to an end can turn the tide, it cannot escape its fate. The wind is very cold, the rain is heavy, and there are no spring flowers in this world."

   "So sometimes, I think, is it best to let them continue to be home appliances?"

  Northern Lissel had deep despair in his eyes, he pinched the shirt on his left chest:

   "Is it not so painful if you don't become a human being or a person?"

   "Should I freeze myself and bury myself in the soil, so I won't be so sad? But how can I see you with my eyes?"

   "Asa."

  His voice trembled:

   "...can you answer me?"

  Su Mingan put down the medicine bottle.

  He looked at Bei Liser silently, and did not allow his own "Su Ming'an" voice to break the other party's dream.

  He actually understands the reason why North Lissel risked his life and death to save him.

-wake up.

  All the motivation to support North Lissel to live is to believe that Asa will come back. But tonight, his dream was completely shattered.

  His broken soul just wanted to seek the last trace of warmth. This state is more like "lucid dreaming". He knows who the person in front of him is, but he still comforts himself that it is the reflection of a dream.

  He was fantasizing,

   Fantasy "He just dreamed of Su Mingan, and the person in front of him was actually Asa", not "He just dreamed of Asa, and the person in front of him was Su Mingan".

  Su Mingan looked at Beiliser, as if seeing Lu Shu whose soul had been emptied. The two looked at each other silently, one with clear eyes and the other with hazy eyes. Even the moving air is quiet.

  Northern Lissel didn't get a response from Su Mingan, but he didn't show any sadness, he just stood on tiptoe. He was slightly shorter than Su Mingan, and he could barely keep eye level with Su Mingan when he stood on tiptoe.

  In those blue eyes, there is still the loneliness that can keep watch all night.

   "I have nothing now, my home appliance companions are gone, my valley is gone, I only have you left."

   "Can..." His voice pressed against Su Mingan's eyes: "Can you call me 'Xiao Bei' again?"

  Su Mingan's pupils seemed to have faded slightly, showing an extremely dark gray, and he could clearly hear the resonance of his own soul.

  In a trance, he seemed to really have a sense of Aktor’s empathy, and he knew exactly what tone Akto would use and what he would say after connecting. The one in front of him seemed to be a white-haired boy holding out a medicine bowl to him. The young man coaxed him to go to bed as soon as possible, and told him how could the medicine taste good. This is the picture in memory.

…What's wrong?

  …The sequelae of emotional resonance?

   Could it be that he has never come out?

  The resonance lasted for one hour and forty minutes...how could he come out so quickly?

   "Xiao Bei."

  He made a sound, the voice and tone at this time were almost exactly the same as Actor in the emotional resonance.

  “[People always have to move forward. Whether it is responsibility or shackles, I will not hesitate.]” Su Mingan said, his voice seemed to resonate with Akto:

  “[How they look at you, whether they look at you high, low, or hostile, should make no difference to you.] Xiaobei, after I leave, I don’t want you to be sad.”

   "The sky is clear and everything is recovering. Spring is such a joy. It's just that the spring is cold, and we still need to hold on for a while."

  Xiaobei's pupils moved slightly.

  His eyes were like a piece of ice that hurt to the touch.

  He waited for so long that even his soul was dry.

  If it is said that Akto reached the extreme of soul life in thousands of two-dimensional test simulations and became an old man in soul, Xiaobei approached the extreme of soul during the long wait. The years are long, and the heart is rotten.

  He seemed to want to reach out, but stopped when he was about to touch it. In the end he just asked timidly, his voice as light as a feather:

   "Asa."

   "Then, do I still smell of herbs?"

  Su Mingan was startled.

  He couldn't smell anything, and even if there was a smell like cedar and herbs, it had already been covered by blood in this rainstorm. All calls are suppressed, all wounds are buried.

   "No more." Su Mingan replied.

   "Yes." Xiao Bei said, "It should."

  His face is full of tears, like the vertical and horizontal moonlight, and the broken light in his eyes is like a long-standing rotten tree that is about to collapse due to overwhelm.

   "This rain." He said softly:

   "After all...too big."

  The next moment,

  Su Mingan suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door. He was just about to take Xiao Bei to dodge together, but Xiao Bei suddenly exerted force and hugged him tightly, motionless.

  An invisible gust of wind bird pierced through Xiaobei in front of him from his back, protruding from his left chest. At this moment, Xiaobei's eyes were full of relief.

  At the door of the medical room, the **** who had already arrived withdrew his hand and looked indifferent. The mechanical army surrounded the door of the medical room.

   "I found it, traitor." Shen Ming said lightly.

  Su Mingan raised his head, moved his pupils slightly, the corners of his eyes and half of his face were spattered with scarlet blood. Xiao Bei leaned against his shoulder, hugging him tightly with both hands. Those pair of azure blue pupils had long lost the desire to live, as if they were just waiting for the gods to catch up and strike.

  Blood dripped and spread on the ground, Su Mingan could still feel the hot wind on his shoulders, and Xiaobei's heavy breath sprayed on his shoulders, like a fire that hadn't burned out yet.

   "... I remember a long time ago, this place was called District 11. There are not so many buildings, and most of them are dead woods."

  “At that time, there would be white birds hovering in the sky, and ugly wild flowers growing on the ground...but I think it’s so beautiful, and I want to see it a few more times..."

   "Xiaobei." Su Mingan said, "The world of ruins is too cold, wild flowers only bloom in spring."

  It is winter now.

  Xiaobei's hand trembled slightly.

  Outside the glass window, there seems to be beautiful snow-colored trails falling from the sky. There was a toothache sound of "click" from Su Mingan's side, and the surrounding walls, tables, medical cabinets... all began to freeze.

   Frost condensed at the door, blocking the gods and mechanical army who were about to attack.

  Three seconds later, the medical room was completely icy white, like a paradise of ice and snow. Thick ice walls surrounded it in all directions, preventing any artillery fire or bullets from penetrating.

   "Yes, it is indeed...winter." Xiao Bei stumbled.

  His back spread out icy frost, which freely condensed, grinded, and then turned into ice flowers blooming on his body. They took root in his flesh and grew, presenting their final beauty to a man who was never here.

  Frost flowers are frozen between the ice and snow, the petals are slender and curly, like ice blue manjusawa blossoms—this seems to be the flower language he wants to express.

  Yuanguang flashed beside Xiaobei, the wide wound and blood on his back were coagulated, his voice became lower and lower.

  The penetrating wound on the chest exposed a big hole, and the flesh and blood inside could be seen. The god's attack was so ruthless that even the heart was broken.

   "But I've seen spring a long time ago." Xiao Bei whispered.

   On the far side, that person should still be waiting for him under the ginkgo tree.

   It is agreed that if that person does not come, he will wait for him...until that person appears in front of him one day, until the life of the soul ends.

   "You must come, you must appear, you know? In the valley, there will be a man named Beiliser, who will keep a piece of spring for you. You must remember me..." Xiao Bei whispered:

   "Asa, I've been waiting for you for so long that I'm starting to go demented..."

   Maybe they've been waiting for each other.

   "..." Su Mingan didn't speak, Xiaobei gradually turned into ice in his arms.

  He will not keep North Liesel, for North Liesel, this is not "death", but "reunion". Even, dying in this familiar medical room was the ending arranged by Xiao Bei for himself.

  Su Mingan's expression was mixed with a trace of undetectable pain. He couldn't even estimate what mood he was in now, should it be pain or pleasure?

  He finally understands why Xiaobei is always half asleep and half awake. It is not evading the facts.

   It turned out that it was a symptom of Alzheimer's.

  Xiaobei, Beiliser—like Actor back then, he exhausted the lifespan and time of his soul, and forcibly waited for himself in thousands of Kaiusta until his soul died.

   One love is the world.

   One who loves is one who loves the world.

   If you wait all your life for the world, I will wait all your life for you.

"Thank you."

  Xiaobei's warm breath spewed out on Su Mingan's shoulder:

   "Thank you...for always putting up with my rudeness."

   "En." Su Mingan responded.

   "One last time, okay?"

"it is good."

  …

   "Asa." Xiao Bei said.

   "Xiaobei." Su Mingan said.

  After this conversation.

  No more wind on his shoulders.

  Among the ice and snow, the white-haired boy who had solidified into a human-shaped frost leaned on his shoulder, his eyes still open.

  In those blue pupils, there seems to be a sky far, far away. Thousands of ice flowers are in full bloom, welcoming the sunless winter night with smiling faces...

  The boy waited in the ice flower bushes for a long time without returning.

  …

"I am back."

"Welcome back."

  …

  (end of this chapter)