A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 117: Like petals performing their tricks, pollen spreads everywhere
This is a simple, even crude, tombstone.

There is no life story, no date of birth, no epitaph, and even no one who laid the tombstone.

There was only a black and white photo and a name written and then copied, the handwriting was not very good-looking.

Miyutong.

The black-haired girl in the photo was smiling like a flower, as if she was cut out from a group photo. She was looking at someone.

".Is this a prank?"

After staring at the tombstone for a long time, Celia asked helplessly.

Quinn squatted in front of the tombstone with a calm expression. He stretched out his hand and swept across the tombstone, but did not feel any dust.

The entire cemetery was covered with overgrown vegetation, and the dust sparkled in the setting sun, but only the area next to this tombstone was as clean as a holy place, which could not be desecrated or violated.

"The year of your second year of high school. It was like last year for you." He looked at the Chinese characters he had written on the tombstone and felt that they were not as beautiful as the Tamilan characters that the Demon King had stuffed into his head.

"—You didn't want to take chemistry classes, so you dragged me to watch the cartoon 'Four Lies.' Afterward, you burst into tears and said something like, 'When I die in the future, I'll bring only happy memories to my loved one. He'll happily write my name on his tombstone, so I know I'll live forever in his heart.'"

Quinn raised his head and smiled.

"I'm sorry, I only imitated Arima Kousei because I wanted to pursue you."

Celia muttered with a complicated look:
".Why are you telling me this? I, I'm not with you just because you look like an anime character."

Quinn looked at her who was becoming increasingly panicked and didn't want to say anything more.

There was no sense of relief when I said this.

To imitate her favorite characters, listen to her favorite anime songs, and satisfy her willfulness, Quinn understood better than Ankua what "it's just a little meaningless emotion" meant. In the end, he couldn't even find a photo suitable for a posthumous portrait on his phone.

When she posts a selfie, Quinn carefully studies the message, preferences, and mood the photo conveys.
But never click "Save".

The photos on her phone are all group photos she took.

The photo on the tombstone was taken when the two had just started dating. Mi Yutong passed the third level piano exam, and her father used this as an excuse to hold a family gathering. He booked two private rooms in the hotel, and Quinn, her teacher, was also invited.

It was then that Quinn's boss gave him a new iPhone 6 Plus, replacing his old, beat-up PHS so he could use WeChat. To show off the smartphone's camera capabilities, he took a group photo with the new phone.

Quinn and Mi Yutong stood next to each other. She was afraid that her family would notice, so she deliberately kept a distance from Quinn, but her eyes were always on him, wanting to see if he was also looking at her.

The pixels of iPhone6plus are really good, and the pictures are clear even after cropping.

".Quinn, you"

Celia's voice trembled a little: "Do you want to break up?"

Quinn looked up at the sky.

Half an hour should have passed.

The sun had completely sunk below the horizon, but night had not yet fallen. The sky was still brightly lit, with no stars or moon.

What is Amamiya Nene doing?
"What does this tombstone mean?"

"What happened to you suddenly?"

"Speak, Quinn—"

Tears flowed again, and Quinn looked at Celia who was choking with sobs, feeling a little dazed.

Obviously not the same person.

Although they were wearing the same school uniform, she was shorter and less flat-chested, and her hair was straight black instead of wavy cold tea brown hair, like a European girl who had transferred to Jianghai.

However, perhaps it was because of the influence of cognition, or perhaps there was some incredible commonality between the two people.
Quinn subconsciously mistook her for Mi Yutong.

Even when Nordic Fantasy opened the door, all he saw was the student he thought had long faded from his memory. The trance at that moment made Quinn not dodge immediately when Celia hugged him.

Celia suddenly rushed over, hugged him around the waist, and cried out: "What's wrong with you? Tell me!"

Feeling his body trembling slightly, Quinn closed his eyes. It was incredible and it was not the same feeling. But that kind of intuitive cognition seemed to be messed up. Is this the abyss, the dream of the world?
"Don't you think this world is weird?"

Before she could answer, Quinn opened his eyes and smiled to himself.

"Of course you don't think so. How can people in dreams have their own thoughts?"

After listening to his nonsense, the girl took a long time to react and asked in a low voice, "Do you think I'm fake?"

There is no point in arguing with people in a dream.

Quinn didn't want to be affected too much by her mood. I'm afraid this is the so-called abyss pollution. What a weird thing!
He waited quietly for awakening.

Suddenly, two gentle lips came up.

Quinn's pupils shrank slightly. He saw Celia's radiant eyes and subconsciously wanted to push her away, but the girl pressed her body in hard, tightly, refusing to give an inch, and using her actions to resist her existence.

The moment her eyes overlapped with the light, she was like a firefly dancing in the forest.

On a moonless night, the cemetery is full of life yet as empty as a wilderness.

She pried open her teeth, and the strange yet familiar soul hugged his neck, trembling as if it was the first time they kissed.

Forget it
Quinn thought, it was just a dream anyway, it wasn’t the real Celia, but an undead spirit caused by the interference of the abyss.

The touch is like jelly, sweet and soft, like a mother cat licking her calf, rolling it up and loosening it again and again, burning for a long time until she is out of breath and wet with saliva.

".Do you still think I'm fake?"

"Ah."

"Then why don't you let go?"

Looking at the girl from another world in front of him, Quinn hesitated for a while.

Judging from the reaction, it may be a bit depressing.

But
This is the abyss, not the earth, and the obviously unusual Celia in front of him is gradually breaking through his psychological defenses.

Quinn took a step back.

Reason suppressed the slightly burning desire. Quinn knew that he couldn't wait any longer, so he simply opened his throat and shouted - "Amamiya Ningning! Damn, save her! Why are you just watching! !"

The sound broke the silence of the city and echoed among the collapsed steel and concrete of high-rise buildings, like an echo in a valley, lasting for a long time.

The girl was startled by the sudden outburst and immediately asked jealously, "Who is Amamiya Nene? Is she Japanese? And that Celia you mentioned earlier? Have you read too many novels?"

In vain, a clear and crisp voice came from behind the tombstone where no one expected it—

"Pizza, are you awake?"

Quinn shuddered, Lin? !

He quickly turned his head and saw the third person in this empty city. Lin was wearing the academy uniform, holding a staff taller than her in both hands, and a wide pointed wizard hat covered her beautiful short hair. She had been watching there since some time.

"Wow"

Celia was shocked by the little loli's goddess-like beauty. "What a beautiful girl, little sister, are you playing cosplay?"

When Quinn was in his senior year of high school, cosplay was not yet a two-dimensional fashion item in China, and was still in its niche expansion period.

Lin ignored her.

"Me? Awake?"

Quinn said decisively: "I am not sober. Have you entered my spiritual world? See, the Forbidden Forest is about to burn my brain——"

Lin said crisply, "It's the third floor."

".The third floor?"

"You've fallen into the third level. I'm here to pick you up."

Quinn quickly digested the information in these words. After two encounters, he was already somewhat able to keep up with the little girl's train of thought. He immediately reacted and asked in astonishment, "Is this the third level of the Abyss, the Falling Layer?!"

Lin nodded.

She added a few more words for the first time: "Gather everyone and go up before the sun comes out. Otherwise, you will fall to the fourth floor."

".What will happen if you fall into the fourth floor?"

In fact, there was no need to ask, Quinn already knew the answer.

The fourth layer of the abyss [the Abyssal Layer] is the limit of human exploration. Except for high-sequence extraordinary beings or great magicians, anyone who enters will be immediately contaminated by the abyss and there is no possibility of survival.

Lin simply pointed to the sky on the other side where the sun was setting: "Two hours."

"..Two hours until dawn?"

Quinn uses the Tigers decryption card.

Lin nodded.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Celia couldn't understand a thing. It felt like two people in the late stage of Chuunibyou were discussing their illness, all about "forbidden forest", "abyss", and "falling".
Both of them ignored her.

"How to go back?"

Quinn didn't ask why he fell into the third floor. Time was running out, so he decided to go up first and talk about it later.

Lin stretched out her little hand and pointed at the wreckage of the China World Trade Center in the distance.

It was the tallest building in Jianghai City, with a total of 130 floors and a height of 632 meters. Even after the collapse and breakage, there was still nearly meters of the towering building left.

"elevator."

".Is there an elevator?"

Lin said crisply, "The elevator will come soon."

Quinn no longer hesitated. In this inexplicable situation, he had no choice but to trust her.

"Have they dispersed? How many have been found?"

Lin held up two fingers.

"Two, who else but me?"

Then the two fingers became one finger, pointing at Celia who was confused beside him.

"There are four more. Mr. Cavendish, without the leash, can't be found."

The "lock" she was referring to was probably the connection spell that Vice-President Stephens cast on the students.

Quinn wondered, I wasn't connected either, how did you find me?
Immediately, his eyes narrowed.

"Wait, isn't she just a figment of my imagination?"

Lin's eyes were slightly puzzled, indicating that even the little girl found this question very strange.

"Pizza, fantasizing about having a baby with my schoolmate?"

Quinn didn't have time to correct her misunderstanding.

My eyes slowly widened, the feeling of light was so real.

He seemed to hear the evening breeze echoing over the ruins of the city.

After a long pause, he asked with trembling eyes, "So, everything I saw wasn't an illusion?"

The little Loli tilted her head and repeated:
"This is the third floor."

In an instant, Quinn's mind went blank.

Celia was really getting angry.

What are you mumbling about?
Unable to bear the cold violence, she tried to join the chat group of Chunibyo.

Celia stretched out her hand and said solemnly, "Explode reality! Shatter your spirit and banish this world!!"

Ugh, so shameful.
(End of this chapter)