1.

Wen Xingze realized that he was in a dream.

This was a bizarre dream, and everything in reality was presented to him in a weird and dramatic way-it was a nightmare, and Wen Xingze quickly realized it.

In the past twenty years of his life, nightmares are often frequent visitors at night, Wen Xingze's luck is always bad, even in dreams it is difficult to experience any good things.

Although the parents haven't said it, Wen Xingze can guess that "The Cub Cultivation Plan" must have krypton gold tools like the "Sweet Dream Card" and "Sleep Quality Improvement Card".

Wen Xingze has not had a nightmare for nearly a year.

In this long-lost nightmare, Wen Xingze saw the end of the day, saw the mountains and the ground split, and saw the entire world engulfed by the raging sea of ​​fire. In the dream, Wen Xingze turned into a weak and incompetent child. He hugged his patron saint doll and squeezed into the corner.

The flame became more and more prosperous, and quickly spread to his side, and the suddenly rising tongue of fire burned his fingertips like a poisonous snake. At this time, the dragon doll in Wen Xingze's arms leaped angrily into the fire, trying to protect Wen Xingze, as if to bravely fight the flames, but was swallowed in an instant, and then the blood dolls, elf dolls...

……do not go.

Wen Xingze wanted to talk, but his voice seemed to be blocked by a wet cloth, making him unable to breathe or speak, and his chest was dullly pressed.

His eyes were sore and painful, and his heart seemed to be torn and crumpled, but he couldn't shed a single tear.

The wrestling of the dolls was just a man's arm as a car, and soon the flames burned again, about to engulf Wen Xingze. At this moment, another person stood in front of him.

It was an abandoned bionic, with crackling sparks from the broken parts and cables at the arms.

The bionic man hugged Wen Xingze awkwardly, and it was Chi Yan's intermittent voice speaking in Wen Xingze's ear:

"...There is no way, all... all... will disappear... Only you are alone... Flowers..."

"Ozawa...I can't bear it."

"I can not let it go."

What can't you bear?

Before Wen Xingze could ask this question, the bionic man scattered into a pile of gravel in front of him. At the same time, he heard a ticking sound like an alarm:

"drop--"

"Drip, drip--"

"Di, Didi..."

The urging alarm sound coincides with the alarm sound in the dream.

On the bed, Wen Xingze frowned tightly, and after groping for a long time on the bedside table, he finally pressed the alarm clock. Then he buried his head in the pillow, covered his ears with the pillow, and shrank into an ostrich.

Soon, Wen Xingze gave up his plan to stay in bed.

There was a heavy rain last night, and no one watered the daisies on the windowsill, only a flower bone was squeezed in the corner with its head down and dejected.

The desk electronic calendar shows the time, July 29, 8:00a.m.

Wen Xingze sat on the bed for a while to wake up, his head stunned and his eyes empty. After half a minute, he pulled his slippers to wash.

His face was reflected in the mirror. Wen Xingze yawned and saw a listless look in the mirror. It didn't look like he had just woke up, but he had just returned from an escape.

"Why is there an alarm clock this morning?" Wen Xingze also took it. This entire month, he was not woken up by an alarm clock. Every time it was the bird... By the way, the silver bird did not come today. .

Wen Xingze glanced out of the window and was sure he hadn't come.

Maybe it gave up and will not harass him again in the future, Wen Xingze thought very optimistically. The bad mood of being visited by the nightmare finally disappeared a bit.

That was a terrible nightmare.

In my dream... what? What happened in the nightmare? Wen Xingze quickly discovered that he only remembered being hot and sad at the time.

The dream is like this. The castle in the sky built with a pile of sand is swallowed by the deep blue ice cold ocean after the tide rises, and nothing is left.

The phone rang, Wen Xingze picked it up, it was Jiang Ye.

Every main creator of "Dust Planet" called Wen Xingze last night, and Jiang Ye guessed this too. He didn't bother him last night, but only called this morning.

"There is really you, I guess "Dust Planet" will be nominated? There are many items, but I really didn't expect..." Jiang Ye's joy and congratulations can not be questioned. She is really happy-this? Is Jiang Ye's long-standing Wind and waves, this would be replaced by anyone else being Wen Xingze's agent. At this time, I guess I don't know what year it is.

"Last night the whole country...no, the whole world was talking about you."

Discuss this young, but late blooming Chinese actor.

Maybe it was already happy last night, Wen Xingze listened to Jiang Ye absently at this time, not feeling so excited. He walked out of the room while listening, and habitually said to the kitchen: "Master Chi, my omelette doesn't need to be cooked too cooked today..."

The kitchen is very quiet, deserted without a trace of smoke.

Chi Yan didn't get up?

No, Wen Xingze remembers being held asleep last night, but he was alone when he got up. In other words, Chi Yan didn't come back? Wen Xingze shook his head, thinking this was a bit weird, but Chi Yan often encountered various emergencies, and Wen Xingze didn't think much about it.

Today is Thursday, Sauron should have come. Wen Xingze turned on the TV and adjusted to the morning news, and suddenly found that there was no one on the sofa.

Sauron did not come either.

Wen Xingze stopped.

He thought for a while and went to the door to fetch the newspaper and put it in front of the microwave. But the microwave oven seemed to crash, the newspaper was not turned by the wind, and the microwave oven did not come out of clumsy stumbling mechanical sounds like it used to.

Wen Xingze stood in the center of the living room. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a city scattered like steel-reinforced forests. The sky was gray and it seemed that a heavy rain was brewing.

The housekeeper also asked for leave, and the entire large complex was a bit scary empty and quiet.

A bit abnormal.

"..."

"You are coming to the company today," Jiang Ye's voice on the phone brought Wen Xingze's consciousness back to reality. Jiang Ye said, "The awards ceremony is next month, so I won't receive announcements next month. Take a break, but still accept the necessary interviews."

Wen Xingze's acceptance of the award is not his own business. It is no exaggeration to say that the whole country is paying attention to his every move.

Wen Xingze: "...hmm..."

No one made breakfast, Wen Xingze had to go to the refrigerator to get his own eggs. He hadn't cooked for a long time, and almost got a splash of oil when he was frying the eggs.

Not only did Sauron not come, but the robot parents did not read the newspaper through the microwave oven. Is there anything busy over there? Also? What makes them unhappy?

Wen Xingze had a strange, ridiculous and ominous premonition in his heart.

There was an interview with the official media today, but Wen Xingze had been wandering all day, perhaps because he discovered that his condition was not right, the reporter kindly asked some simple questions and let him off work.

"Are you okay, have you caught a cold?" Jiang Ye rarely saw Wen Xingze's sorrowful look, and he was very uncomfortable. "Go back and lie down, let your old master make some soup for you. "

Wen Xingze wanted to say something, but at the end he didn't say anything. After a while, he said, "Yeah."

Jiang Ye wanted to say something but stopped, waving his hand to let him go back.

Sitting in the empty home again, after Wen Xingze lay on the sofa for a long time, he opened WeChat. At this time, it was always very lively and full of dragon parents, but at this time it was silent. silent.

Wen Xingze tried to send out a WeChat message: [What happened today? I can't contact you, I'm worried...] Then he added another emoticon pack.

There is no response.

Wen Xingze directly dialed WeChat and went out: "Yast...please, answer the phone."

The ‘beep’ is longer than once.

Wen Xingze's anticipation gradually cooled, and finally the call interface was cut off, and a line of small gray words "voice call has ended" appeared in the chat box.

This is absolutely abnormal!

Wen Xingze stood up all at once, and even if the parents were angry with him because of something, they would not be able to deal with it completely like this.

It's almost like... because of something, the connection between that universe and this universe has been completely severed.

Suddenly remembered something. He breathed a little bit, unlocked the screen, and said very quickly to the phone: "Hey, siri."

The phone screen lights up and Siri's voice: "I'm here. How can I help you?"

"I need a wishing wizard," Wen Xingze said, "can you wake him up?"

The design concept of Wishing Elf is to satisfy Wen Xingze's wishes. Even if parents are busy, the Wishing Elf can answer him! Take 10,000 steps back and say that the worst has happened. Maybe the dwarf race's technological level can cross this gap?

Wen Xingze rekindled his expectations.

Siri didn't speak, and the circle behind it turned around to indicate loading.

Wen Xingze held his breath and waited... Three seconds later, Siri replied: "Sorry, I didn't understand your question, try asking:..."

Wen Xingze: "..."

Wen Xingze threw himself into the sofa, buried his head in the pillow and said nothing.

From nine o'clock last night to now... it has been almost twenty to four hours, and Wen Xingze has never had the experience of not contacting the parents of the Muse Empire for such a long time.

And the old teacher's phone could not get through.

Wen Xingze's anxiety became stronger and stronger. Because soon he discovered that the mustard space could not be opened.

There are oceans and snow-capped mountains in his mustard space, where he and his parents can meet. In the past, the mustard space was often opened as he wanted, but now he can't open it anymore.

It's as if... never existed.

The same situation also happened on the globe and pocket watch that the robot parent gave him: the globe has become an ordinary globe, and no matter how the pocket watch is arbitrarily adjusted, it cannot go to the past or the future.

Everything has failed.

Just like the magic disappeared after zero in the Cinderella story, the pumpkin carriage turned into an ugly big pumpkin.

"Is this a prank?" Wen Xingze murmured.

The Internet is full of various discussions, praises, praises and a bit of sour jealousy about him, but Wen Xingze can't tell what to look at.

It was gradually entering the night, and Wen Xingze did not turn on the light, and the anxiety in his heart reached its peak.

No, definitely? Is there any way.

Wen Xingze remembered the ominous nightmare last night. He suddenly felt that the air was a little thin.

As if an invisible and transparent wall was blocking him, he couldn't even reach out his hand.

Suddenly, Wen Xingze's mind flashed.

"...The butler of the blood race!" Wen Xingze jumped up from the sofa and dialed a call, "Hello? Hello, this is Wen Xingze..."

The blood family sent him an island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, and that island is still managed by a blood family butler, he must know something.

The call was connected soon after it was dialed.

"Mr. Wen, hello."

Wen Xingze: "Hello! I want to ask about Lilith and the others, I can't get in touch with them..."

The phone over there did not interrupt politely, but quietly listened to everything.

After Wen Xingze finished speaking, just about to ignite a glimmer of hope, he heard the confused but polite voice of the butler over there: "Sorry, Mr. Wen, I don't know what you are talking about. This island is indeed in your name. Yes, but I don’t know the giver, and I’ve never seen what you told you...Uh, Prince Lilith, Prince Sauron..."

Wen Xingze realized only then that the voice on the phone was very strange, not the blood housekeeper who used to be.

Wen Xingze didn't know in what mood he hung up the phone.

The whole night after that, he made countless phone calls, asking people at the Manli Hotel, asking the staff of the "Fantasy Cruise" program group, if there is no phone number, he even wanted to call Xu Baijing... but the answer he got Without exception, all are blank.

The traces of the parents of the Muse Empire in this world have been wiped away by an invisible big hand.

But they did exist.

Wen Xingze clenched his pocket watch tightly. There was a small pot of tomatoes and the raspberry wine sent yesterday by the orc parents in the living room. Wen Xingze could confirm this.

The night was already deep at this time, and the boundless and silent night closed to Wen Xingze, trying to crush him.

Wen Xingze curled up on the sofa. After trying all the methods he could think of, there was only one way left. If this didn't work... then he really didn't know what to do.

Wen Xingze rarely feared anything, but at this moment felt a deep and strong fear.

The hour hand on the wall moves towards ten to two o'clock.

Wen Xingze took a deep breath, and finally decided to reach out to hold the last straw. He clicked on the app "Desolation: The King's Awakening" on the phone that hadn't been logged in for a long time.

Once logged in, it was prompted to update, Wen Xingze immediately chose to agree. In just a few seconds of downloading the update package, he actually broke out in a cold sweat, and his heart rate was completely chaotic.

Finally the update package download is complete... the game is loading... the loading is complete!

Wen Xingze immediately clicked in.

Without entering the game interface, the entire screen is black, and a message prompt pops up after a while:

[Dear Zai Zai, hello! 】

[Because the normal ending of the linkage game "Cubs Raising Plan" is reached, as a game reward, the eight major race filters have been activated, the acting skill tree has been upgraded to the full level, the filters, skills and assets under your name can still be used normally . 】

[Starting from 21:00 P.M. China Time on July 28, 2021 on the Earth calendar, the function [Reverse Raising Cubs] will be officially offline indefinitely. Thank you for your hard work and dedication during this period of time, we are destined to see you again! 】

"..."

Patter.

The last straw broke.

Reading those three lines repeatedly, hearing Xingze's brain, nothing was left.

2.

A month later, Los Angeles.

In early September, a rare torrential rain in California swept across the city, and all flights were suspended. The extreme hurricane showers even caused a short power outage. The TV is broadcasting content related to the Oscar Awards ceremony tomorrow night: At Los Angeles International Airport, there is a sea of ​​people behind it, and countless enthusiastic fans are picking up the star of "Dust Planet" with a light sign.

Although "Dust Planet", which was officially released worldwide last month, was an excellent work nominated for twelve or two Oscars, no one expected its box office results to be so good. After all, many good movies will fall into the embarrassing dilemma of high music and few.

In fact, the box office of "Dust Planet" is not only good, it is simply a hit. It has refreshed several records, not to mention, it also attracted a large number of enthusiastic fans for the starring star who was still unknown last year, and it is catching up with this month's Oscar. Awarding...It is no exaggeration to say that eight of the ten news related to the entertainment industry this month are related to "Dust Planet" or Wen Xingze.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh! Look here and see here, Aze, we love you!!!" "God, he looked at me!!!"

"I wish you an award--"

The water was blocked at the arrival exit of international flights, and fans screamed as if they were about to overturn the ceiling of the terminal building.

"Today's climate is so bad, it still can't dampen the enthusiasm of fans," the reporter wearing a yellow raincoat joked with a microphone in the storm outside the airport. "It's a pity that the supporting actor Chi Yanchi of "Dust Planet" I can’t attend for some reason, my goodness, otherwise I’m afraid the number of people here will double...Oh, he’s approaching! Mr. Wen! Please look here!!"

What's amazing is that in so many cameras with sullen faces, the person in the lens actually raised his eyes slightly and glanced here.

Wen Xingze wore a raincoat, and his figure was radiantly long. He also pulled up his hat and put on a mask. He was firmly guarded by bodyguards and assistants and walked out of the dedicated passage.

His eyelashes are very long and beautiful, his pupils are clear amber, and the ochre mole at the end of his eye, which has been touted by many magazines, just shining a little bit of fatigue.

Looks listless.

But still? It's so surprising.

The reporters and countless viewers in front of the TV were suddenly violently beaten, and the surrounding noise was also higher than that! Until the figure completely disappeared at the end of the dedicated passage? This fanatical welcome never stopped...

Inside the car.

Jiang Ye closed the news interface and sighed.

"The rainstorm in Los Angeles has already given a yellow warning. All flights have been suspended. Tomorrow's award ceremony depends on the situation. I don't know whether to postpone it or not." Jiang Ye paused and said, "Don't think about the ones you have and don't. Stay at ease. Accept the award here. Do you want me to make an appointment with a psychologist?"

"Look at you now, the long-term goal has been achieved, with so many fans, still? Have money, are you still? Are you dissatisfied?"

Jiang Ye couldn't figure it out.

Wen Xingze looked out the car window, pursed his lips, and said nothing. The expression on his side looked calm, with some resistance and alienation.

It seems that he and this world are not far away, and no one can cross it.

The car windows were blurred by rain.

"..." Jiang Ye sighed deeply, "Forget it, I will meet with the crew of "Dust Planet" later, let Dao Li persuade you."

She didn't know what happened a month ago, but since that day, Wen Xingze's whole person was different from before.

For the whole month, Jiang Ye didn't know what he was doing. He often suddenly wanted to go somewhere urgently. More often, he kept himself at home for a whole day and stayed up all night. Moreover, Wen Xingze was clearly nominated for an Oscar, but Wen Xingze seldom laughed and did not look happy at all, which was completely different from before.

Jiang Ye was really worried about him.

Jiang Ye also tried to ask him, but he simply said, ‘because I can’t contact his family, I’m very worried’ and he just went over it. Jiang Ye thought to himself that things were definitely not that simple... She was worried that Wen Xingze was suffering from depression. Didn't it mean that their geniuses are prone to psychological problems?

And it is normal to be under pressure to nominate an Oscar at such a young age.

Because other than that, there is no reason to explain Wen Xingze’s abnormality. From Jiang Ye’s view, Wen Xingze’s life has not changed. Although he said that he could not contact his family, Wen Xingze seemed to be a single-parent family. And it was right that I broke off with my mother very early.

As for Wen Xingze's saying that his family is in another universe... it's more like nonsense. Jiang Ye regards that as a sequelae of not having a complete play in "Dust Planet".

Jiang Ye had no choice but to give this hot potato to Li Mingzhou. Tonight is the long-awaited gathering of the crew of "Dust Planet". In order to participate in the awards ceremony, the main creators have basically come.

"Director Li, it's like this," Jiang Ye told Li Mingzhou about the situation that night, "I beg you to enlighten this kid."

Li Mingzhou was very confident, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

Li Mingzhou took a glass of champagne in his hand, and arrogantly walked to Wen Xingze, and talked with Wen Xingze.

Five minutes ago, Li Mingzhou tried to persuade Wen Xingze.

In the next five minutes, Li Mingzhou and Wen Xingze talked happily.

At ten minutes, I don’t know what Wen Xingze said, Li Mingzhou fell silent, and then the conversation began to reverse...

Jiang Ye: "?"

Twenty? minutes later, Li Mingzhou drank the champagne, his eyes were red, and he walked towards Jiang Ye in anguish: "It's not easy to hear a little, I feel bad for him...I support him to let go of all his career. Do what you want to do."

Jiang Ye: "???"

Jiang Ye took out his cell phone: "Am I? I'm helping him make an appointment for a psychiatrist."

"..." Li Mingzhou said, "make an appointment for me."

After dinner is over.

Wen Xingze said goodbye to the founding members of "Dust Planet", and planned to leave here.

The corridors of the hotel are covered with thick dark red carpets, and the crystal lights on the ceiling are shining. The restaurant is very lively, but it needs a quiet environment to hear the stars. He doesn't live in a hotel because the mermaid parents also bought real estate in Los Angeles.

——He needs a lot of time alone, which will make his thoughts clearer and easier to recall more useful details.

However, contrary to expectations, he was forcibly stopped by Jiang Ye just halfway through: "Xiao Wen, I will see this psychologist. She is well-known in the industry and has a very professional morality... Maybe she can. Inspire you."

Wen Xingze looked confused and tilted his head slightly to look at Jiang Ye, "But I am mentally healthy."

"You are all..." Hypothetical! Every day I think about looking for those fictitious ‘empire’ and ‘parents’. How can I not listen to them? Is this called mental health? !

Jiang Ye really wanted to say this sentence, but finally swallowed it and said, "I beg you."

Jiang Ye is not only Wen Xingze's agent and benefactor, but also a well-known senior in this industry. She has said that for this reason. Even if Wen Xingze really doesn't want to, she can't continue to refuse.

And Jiang Ye was doing him well. Wen Xingze is very grateful for this.

Looking at Jiang Ye, Wen Xingze really had no way to say no more, so he had to say: "...Okay, I will be free tonight."

Jiang Ye was relieved.

So in this stormy night, the car carrying Wen Xingze turned quietly and stopped in front of a psychological clinic.

The psychiatrist Janice is indeed a famous doctor, or a visiting professor in the Department of Psychology of a prestigious school. She is also very rigorous and tight-lipped. It is said that she was once a private psychiatrist on the Forbes list.

The decoration style of the clinic in my heart is very warm, with green plants on the windowsill, and a floral fabric sofa with dolls on the sofa. Unlike the wind and rain outside the window, this clinic is like an isolated and peaceful town.

"Mr. Wen, hello, long Yang," Janice looks like she is over half a hundred years old, a kind old white lady, she feels very close when she smiles, "Can you give my little nurse an autograph later? ?"

She received a call from Jiang Ye ahead of time, because Wen Xingze's special status, the entire clinic has been cleared in advance, and only her and a little nurse who is a helper are left.

Wen Xingze nodded: "Of course."

The little nurse set the warm water for the guests, blushed and closed the door and went out.

Janice took a sip of water, crossed her ten fingers, and said, "Then, let's talk."

"Are you sure you want to listen?" Wen Xingze didn't resist talking about these things with others, and he had talked with many people about these things in this short month, but no one believed them.

Janice has a gentle expression, and the look in his eyes is also the tolerance of her elders: "Of course, I am a qualified listener. They all say so, please speak."

Wen Xingze nodded.

The rain was pouring outside the window, lightning flashed and thunder, Janice lit a dim yellow night light on the table.

Wen Xingze took a deep breath and said: "Three years ago, I downloaded a game, the name is "Desolation: The Awakening of Kings"..."

Wen Xingze's narration is very objective and his tone is calm, as if he is telling from the perspective of an onlooker.

As she herself said, Janice was a good listener, and she didn't raise even a single question throughout.

"...I completely lost contact with that universe. Until now, I am also looking for them." Wen Xingze fell silent after saying this.

Janice: "..."

The room was quiet, only the wind and rain outside the window, and the windows rang.

Parallel universe, light tower, bionic, dragon, blood, mermaid...

Janice kept a polite smile, and tilted her head a moment later: "Very exciting, ups and downs, novels or movies?"

She has been in contact with such patients in the past, and many geniuses from all walks of life will have some plots in this area, but it is the first to have Wen Xingze's rigorous logic and the narration of fantasy that can be accurate to the details and dates.

Wen Xingze was not surprised, knowing she wouldn't believe it: "No. It's all true."

He spent a lot of time this month to sort out all the things that happened this year, and every detail will not be missed.

Because...what if these details hide the clues for him to find the parents again?

"That's it." Janice nodded, wrote a few lines on the medical record with a pen, and then asked, "Your symptoms-no, experience, how long has it lasted?"

Wen Xingze: "One year and fifteen days... another six hours and thirty? One minute." He glanced at the clock on the wall.

"Ok."

Janice picked up the medical record again and wrote two sentences on it.

"..." Wen Xingze wanted to leave.

Of course, he has a way to prove to Janice that everything he said is true, because the filters and skill points left by the "Cubs Development Plan" can still be used, but that doesn't make sense.

What if Janice believes it? What if people all over the world believe it? Then his parents and his lovers will come back?

It's just a waste of time.

"I'm not hypothetical," Wen Xingze drank the water in the glass and said after signing his name on the napkin, "Sorry, I'm interrupting tonight. If you don't mind, I will return first-- "

"Mr. Wen."

Janice stopped him behind her.

The rain was getting heavier outside the window, Janice smiled and said:

"Even if it is true, so what?"

Wen Xingze stopped:

"……I do not understand what you mean."

"Even if what you said is true, the other universe you said really exists. They accompanied you to grow and gave you your current abilities and wealth, and now they are gone," Janice put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, He said softly, "So what?"

"I don't understand the reason for your persistent pursuit of them."

"If I remember correctly, the other universe was just a'game' for you in the beginning. And you may have invested three years and a lot of money in this... But what? It’s just a game."

Wen Xingze: "No--"

"Listen to me first, young man." Janice suddenly became very strict. "I know you want to say that it is no longer a game for you, but an important part of life. But is it really? You said that they are your parents, but in fact you have no blood relationship, do you?"

Janice's face looked very calm in the light of that lamp.

"Think of what happened in the past four years as a game, and it’s different from those who are addicted to the game’s wasteful life-this game gives you the best gift, it? Discovered your talents and reversed the plight of your life. , Let you go to where you are now."

"You should be fortunate and grateful to live well in this world. Instead of being so embarrassed by some irreparable thing that you will get rid of your blood, and you will get nothing in the end, right?

"This is what smart people do.

"Child, I hope you are a smart person, and your parents must think so too."

Of course Wen Xingze can be a smart person.

What should a smart person do? After a brief period of grief, grasp what you have in your hand, and reinvest in real life work.

Thanks to these four years of experience, he already has everything that many people cannot imagine in this life. He can live ‘success’ and ‘happy’ very easily.

The ‘wise man’ Wen Xingze can walk along the current path with gratitude and relief.

He will make many movies with good reputation at the box office. One day in the future, he will meet a person who makes his heart touched in which elevator, have a relationship, get married, and raise a cat and two dogs after marriage. Have another family and relatives...

As for the Muse Empire, it will appear in his autobiographical memoirs, becoming a fantasy of a genius in his later years, and it may be passed down as a good story in later generations.

"..."

The bustling Los Angeles was embraced by heavy rain and wind.

Wen Xingze stared at the green plants blowing in the wind outside the window.

It is a pot of daisies.

"I'm not smart," Wen Xingze said, "I don't plan to be a smart person."

Janice was silent for a long time, then sighed deeply.

"Child." Her tone was not mean or aggressive, and she looked at Wen Xingze, "You want to find them, meet them again, and spend the rest of your life...together for the rest of your life. Have you ever thought about it? Say, is it really a good thing?"

Wen Xingze was startled.

boom--

A thunder exploded outside the window, power was cut off across Los Angeles, and the street lights went out continuously along the road.

"Your life is only one hundred years. For those who have a long life span, is there a difference between one year and one hundred years? Isn't it all the same short?"

"Now that they are separated, why bother in vain and try to get them back. Have you thought about it?"

Janice looked at him with a little pity in her eyes, but she unceremoniously opened up the nightmare in Wen Xingze's heart like this.

"Since this sword of Damocles is going to fall after all, the longer you spend with them, the more painful they will feel when you pass away in the future, right?" Janice said, "Long Pain is worse than short-term pain, stop."

The power outage continued, and the entire Los Angeles was plunged into an indispensable darkness.

Wen Xingze couldn't look at Janice. He looked at the pot of daisies outside the window and reached out to pick up the water on the table.

silence.

After a brief thunder roar, there was endless silence.

"Mr. Wen..." Janice stopped talking.

Wen Xingze didn't even notice that the water glass he was holding spilled a lot, and even the back of his hand was burned.

In the dimly lit room, Wen Xingze's eyes were red.

But he did not cry. This month, I have not cried once.

Because people who will comfort him, feel sorry for him, and protect him regardless of conditions, are not in this world.

"...I am selfish," Wen Xingze said with his chest rising and falling sharply, "but I don't want to... I don't want to end like this."

"I don't want to choose the optimal solution."

"I don't want my story with them to stop here."

In those short seconds, Wen Xingze suddenly remembered something long ago.

Think of the extremely small and barren planet in the universe.

I remember the robots clumsily covering him with a blanket, I remember the aurora that I saw when I fled home with the gnomes for the first time, I remember the temperature when the merman tribe carefully hugged him, I remember the dragon raising its wings to protect him in the ice and snow , The wine I drank with the parents of the blood orcs, and the songs sung by the elves...

Also? There is his blind officer.

He gave him the ring, and then waited for decades. And they are not married yet.

Every minute and every second in the past was especially magnificent, Wen Xingze couldn't even look at it too much, just wanting to put away all the days cherished. Wen Xingze no longer remembered what he was like before meeting them.

If Chi Yan said that his life began on December 24 of that year... then his life must have started four years ago, the day when he first came to the deserted planet.

The humid scent of the summer heavy rain penetrated into the nose, and the smell of Xingze suddenly returned to his senses.

"..."

"Child, obedient." Janice said pityfully.

There was a thunder in the sky, and among the electric light and flint, Wen Xingze still had a lot of things to figure out, but he confirmed one thing.

boom.

Wen Xingze drank the water in the cup, put the cup on the table, and he stood up suddenly.

"I hate endings," he said.

He didn't want to just give up as long as there was still a slight possibility. Who is right about the future? Who says he will die?

What a ‘regretful but beautiful’ ending to him.

Janice: "...Huh?"

"I hate endings like this. I don't want to be so relieved and relieved, go forward with gratitude and fuck."

Janice: