Little green tea is too tempting, deeply trapped in the crazy criticism of ghosts Shura field

Chapter 82 Doomsday Paradise (20) He was the one who hurt him

Yan Jinyue’s second choice was the pirate ship because it was closest to the carousel.

Still the same, Qi Yunxiao accompanied her upstairs, while Fu Suizhou observed the situation below.

As soon as they got on board, they discovered that a different space seemed to have formed on the ship. Gray mist floated in the air, encroaching on their vision. They could not see what was below, and even fell half a step and could not see each other.

"Jinyue, where are you?" Qi Yunxiao couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"Judging from the sound, I should be next to you." Yan Jinyue looked around, but there was no one in her sight. "But I can't see you."

Qi Yunxiao calmly judged: "The space on the ship has been cut. Our voices are very close. We should be in the same place, but in different dimensions."

"Then be careful." Yan Jinyue gripped Wu Yue's knife handle tightly and warned.

"You too," he replied, "Be careful of sneak attacks from ghosts."

But this time the sound was not as clear as it was up close, but muffled, as if it was covered by a cover.

Yan Jinyue tried to call out "Brother Qi" again, but no one responded. The communication system between different dimensions had been cut off, so she had to force herself to calm down and walk forward carefully with the knife horizontally.

Suddenly, my feet shook.

She lost her balance and fell sideways onto a seat.

She was about to stand up by supporting herself on the backrest when the pirate ship began to sway violently. The sounds of waves, tides and the cries of seagulls rang in her ears. She felt a mixture of excitement and dizziness, and she really felt like she was sailing in a sea storm.

Finally, the shaking subsided, and she woke up from her fainting in a daze. She opened her eyes and found that there was someone sitting in the empty seat on her left.

She was startled at first, but then calmed down after seeing who it was.

It’s her boyfriend Bai Zhu.

But at this moment, he is no longer the seven or eight-year-old child next to the carousel, but has obviously grown into a handsome young man, about the age of a junior high school student of thirteen or fourteen. He wears a simple white T-shirt and jeans, with a thin and tall figure, and beautiful and youthful eyebrows and eyes.

Just like before, he was just a residual image in the memory fragments. The young Bai Shu could not see her, and she could not touch him. Her hands could only pass through his body.

He stared straight ahead, his expression seemingly calm, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes and brows.

Yan Jinyue looked around trying to find other figures to see if someone was bullying him again, but after waiting for a long time, he was the only one there.

"Bai Shu, why are you sad?"

Although she knew that he couldn't see her or hear her voice, Yan Jinyue still asked.

Her fingertips touched his face through the shadow, and she held his face quietly, admiring him.

The boy's profile is exquisite and beautiful, with flawless porcelain white skin, delicate and fresh features, half covered by mist, and shadows floating on his face.

What a good-looking boy.

Yan Jinyue couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips, but when her gaze moved down to her neck, her pupils suddenly shrank.

At some point, several shocking scratches and marks from nails appeared on his neck.

Gradually, scars of varying sizes, bruises and purples appeared on the otherwise intact skin, including the cheeks, corners of the mouth, and arms. There was no healthy skin anywhere on the exposed skin.

At this moment, the young man lowered his head and muttered to himself: "Should I really not be in this world... Yes, a nemesis like me is a burden to everyone..."

The tears fell, flowing down along the boy's fingertips, splashing a little bit of water on the ground.

Yan Jinyue bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes. She hugged the boy lightly, even if it was futile, she had to do it.

"So warm..." he suddenly said.

Yan Jinyue was stunned for a moment, then looked up and her eyes met his.

"Can...can you see me?" She pointed at herself, confirming carefully.

"Yes." The boy raised the corners of his injured lips, "Sister, you are so beautiful."

There was a bump somewhere in my chest.

Yan Jinyue came to her senses and realized that she could actually touch the boy, so she hugged him tightly.

It was the boy in her arms, covered in wounds, but she was crying breathlessly: "Who bullied you? You have so many wounds on your body, does it hurt?"

"Sister, are you going to avenge me?" The young man asked with a smile in his voice.

"You say." Yan Jinyue let go of him and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I'll help you beat them up."

The young man smiled gently, and his smile was very beautiful, like a new bud that had just sprouted in the early spring world, with black pupils like ebony, moist and clear, with a little light.

Yan Jinyue's heart softened and she felt more distressed.

"Sister, if you want to avenge me, you just need to promise me one thing."

"What's the matter?" She opened her tearful eyes. He leaned over to her ear and whispered, "Don't stop me."

"What?" She was stunned.

The boy pushed her away with all his strength, and she fell backwards, feeling weightless, as if she was falling off a cliff. But not long after, she seemed to fall into an embrace, and the familiar sweet smell of candy made her feel very safe.

Her eyelids were heavy and she couldn't open them. In a daze, she heard a cruel and violent shout: "You're looking for death!"

Another very similar voice, but very immature: "I am you too, why can't I have her!"

"You are nothing but a memory." The man sneered, "You want her to stay with you forever, do you want her to die?"

"I……"

"You shouldn't exist anymore."

"Are you disgusted with me?" The boy chuckled strangely, "But I am you."

"You are loved now, but I am still dead forever in your memory. Don't you think it's unfair?"

"So what?" The man laughed even colder. "I have her now, that's enough."

He moved his fingers, and the boy's figure turned into a white light and entered his mind.

Yan Jinyue heard the boy's last laugh: "It's really rare that my memory, which you hate the most, will be taken back."

She opened her eyes, looked at the man's cold and handsome face, and kissed his eyes that were full of hostility.

"Bai Shu." She hugged his neck and rubbed her face against his. "Tell me about your childhood, okay?"

The man stroked her soft hair. "To be honest, I don't know. I have scattered my past memories throughout this paradise, and I can only remember the details."

"I know you want to save him." He kissed her forehead, "Only I, who have complete memories, know everything."

"Then why didn't you tell me before?"

"Because I don't want to save him."

His expression suddenly darkened, he pinched her jaw and covered her with his thin lips.

Because of some unknown emotions, the tip of the tongue pries open the barrier with some force, goes deeper and deeper, conquers the city wantonly, and only stops when the person is melted by the kiss.

"By the way, I threw that little ant named Qi down there." He said casually, "I originally wanted to kill it and put an end to it all."

She hurriedly grabbed his collar, "What now?"

The man kissed her lips heavily without any hesitation, and said helplessly: "I knew you would make trouble with me, so I didn't kill you."

"Wow, brother, you are so nice~" she said coquettishly.

The clown's ears moved, caught a word, and coughed lightly: "What did you just call me?"

"Nothing." Yan Jinyue opened her eyes wide and pretended to be stupid.

"Call me brother." He pinched her face, "Call me again."

Yan Jinyue chuckled, "You just called me sister, why don't you call me sister again?"

It feels so good to be called "sister" by a handsome boy!
The little girl was in high spirits, her light-colored pupils revealing the cunningness of a little fox.

Very clever.

The clown was helpless. Just as he was about to say something, a fishy-sweet taste surged in his throat.

Yan Jinyue saw a stream of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and was shocked: "What happened to you?"

The man waved his hands, "It's okay, just a small problem."

He wiped the blood with his fingertips, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, making his pale and cold face even more beautiful and gorgeous.

He patted her head and said, "Go on, I have something to deal with first."

He turned to leave, but was grabbed by the corner of his clothes: "Are you really okay?"

The girl looked suspicious.

The man laughed, "It's really okay. Who can hurt me except myself?"

After saying this, his figure disappeared into the mist.

Yan Jinyue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly something clicked in her mind——

Doesn't this mean that he was the one who hurt him?

Is that the memory fragment just now, or the underwater Baishu?
(End of this chapter)