I sell Coke in the doomsday

I used all my strength to run forward. There was a roar in my ears, and all the noisy sounds were eliminated. Only this pure white world remained in my eyes.

The scenery and streets ahead seemed to be frozen in time. I was running, but I couldn't feel the distance getting closer at all.

After running intensely, my strength was quickly consumed, and then gradually recovered thanks to my immortal physique. I didn't know how long I had been running. My breathing was heavy, my throat was dry, and it felt like a huge rock was pressing on my chest. I couldn't breathe at all.

I...had strange hallucinations again.

In the pure white world, the originally empty and dilapidated streets were suddenly filled with countless figures, bustling with people coming and going.

In this illusion, I tiredly squeezed into the crowd, going upstream, but walking very slowly, very slowly.

Noisy sounds kept coming into my ears, from the old and the young, crying and laughing. These sounds made my legs heavier and more tired.

I seemed to hear a familiar voice, but I didn't have time to listen carefully. I just struggled in the crowd and tried my best to squeeze forward.

After a long time, I squeezed out of the imaginary crowd, but finally realized something and turned back suddenly.

Petals were everywhere and the crowd was surging. At the end of my sight, my familiar parents were standing in the crowd, looking at me quietly. My mother and father were standing together, their eyes were red, and they seemed to be sobbing. My father was silent as usual, but his eyes seemed to be sadder than my mother's.

Across the crowd, I saw my parents waving their arms at me vigorously, saying goodbye and asking me to take care of myself.

I staggered back with unsteady steps, my throat dry and uncomfortable, as if it were filled with sand. Only then did I see clearly that those people in the crowd were all familiar faces.

Family, elders, friends, those who have surrounded my life.

However, in the next moment, the illusion dissipated, the crowds of people disappeared without a trace, leaving only the white, empty streets, and I suddenly understood what Tongtong said.

"You will abandon me."

Will I abandon Tongtong...?

The words that seemed absurd to me suddenly had a strange weight. I looked back with a sense of loss, but was surprised to find that.

So, have I reached my destination? How long have I been running?

The original urgency and panic are gone now, leaving only unspeakable complex emotions.

I walked slowly into the community, my steps unsteadily, as if I had suddenly grown a lot stronger. Finally, I stopped at the door, took a deep breath, and gently pushed it open.

The breeze blew a few white petals into the room, and the rich fragrance hit me in the face.

But the living room of the house was covered with a thick layer of white petals, and there was no sign of fighting. Only Tongtong was sitting alone on the sofa, quietly holding a book and reading it carefully.

It's as if... nothing happened, just like usual.

I hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked towards Tongtong. Tongtong also withdrew her gaze from the book in her hand and looked at me quietly. Her pupils, which should have been blue, now glowed with a faint golden light.

"I am back."

My voice was dry, weak and a little unpleasant, but after hearing my voice, Tongtong smiled sweetly at me as usual.

"Ah."

I was in a trance as I slowly walked over and sat next to Tongtong. Although I was very close to Tongtong, she felt out of reach.

After a moment of silence, I closed my eyes and asked softly.

"Are you... still Tongtong?"

After she finished speaking, Tongtong closed the book in her hand. She didn't dare to look at me. She just stared blankly at the white wall in front of her and spoke in a low voice.

“I always have.”

"It's just that now... there are a lot of other memories."

Sure enough, I came back too late. Tongtong already knew everything, more than I did, and understood this damn gambling game better.

I was a little flustered, my speech was unclear and intermittent.

"I...we...don't necessarily...have to follow this bet."

"There must be another way...there must be."

I say these words without any confidence. That damn god will never allow a gamble that cannot be carried out.

If we all give up the gamble, the gods will have more cruel ways to force us to continue this game.

Tongtong lowered her eyebrows and the book in her hand fell to the ground. She clenched her two small hands tightly, her knuckles turned slightly white, and she looked at the book that fell on the ground and spoke softly.

"I... was created just for this gamble."

"If the gambling game cannot be carried out, then there is no need for me to exist. I will be wiped out directly."

"What I fear most is that when I am erased, all the memories related to me will also disappear."

"You will forget me and won't be able to recall any memory of me."

I fell into silence, unable to utter a word. I could only clench my fists and remain silent like a stone.

At this moment, Tongtong turned slightly to look at me and spoke softly.

"I can lose this game, but..."

"After you win this bet, will you... make a wish for me to be reborn?"

Every word was like a sharp thorn that pierced into my flesh and blood, flowed through my blood, and spread throughout my body, causing unbearable pain.

I really wanted to nod and give Tongtong a positive answer, but my body refused to do so. At this moment, my reason damn well overwhelmed my emotions.

After struggling for a long time, I smiled sadly and whispered two words.

"Feel sorry."

After hearing my disappointing answer, Tongtong didn't show any surprise, but the light in her eyes gradually dimmed, and there was no longer a trace of light in those beautiful pupils.

"I knew the result long ago."

"I also know that you are different from me."

As she spoke, Tongtong leaned against me gently as usual, resting her little head on my shoulder, and whispered.

"You have parents, relatives, and friends who died tragically in the catastrophe, as well as some people who died because of you after the catastrophe. You can't give up the opportunity to start over again in this world."

"But I only have you, so I don't care about the ending of all human deaths."

"I... am not as great as you. I am an extremely selfish person."

"I love you, but I don't have the courage to die."

"I want to see you, but I don't want you to hate me."

"So, we don't really have a choice, right?"

As I was talking, I could feel a small hand gently falling on my clenched fist. I hesitated for a moment, and then my clenched fist slowly loosened and quietly held Tongtong's small hand.

I am the selfish person.

The guilt towards my parents, the white corpses all over the ground, and the guilt towards those who died because of me made it difficult for me to make a choice.

I want the world to start over again, and I want Tongtong to stay with me forever. I am such a selfish person. I want everything, but it seems that I can't grasp anything.

In extreme pain, I glanced at Tongtong beside me. At this moment, she was so fragile and heartbreaking. I thought I must have gone completely crazy, otherwise I would have said the following words.

"We can maintain the status quo."

I put on a serious expression and said to Tongtong,

"I hope this status quo will remain the same."

"I think, in this world, everyone has gotten used to it. People who have died cannot come back to life. This is common sense."

"Let's just make a wish and maintain the status quo."

Tongtong looked at me, the bitterness in her eyes became more and more intense. I could feel her little hands clenched slightly.

"The wish that the gods give to the victor is a scam from the beginning."

“No matter who wins or loses, at the end of the gamble, this planet will become uninhabitable.”

"All the humans you know will die in front of you one by one."

"They will die for you without even waiting for the last moment, and die willingly."

"So, this is our last chance to make a wish. We have no other choice."

"Save me, or save the world."

Hearing this, I finally despaired. All my escape routes seemed to be blocked. At this moment, I finally understood what that god was like.

God is indeed not a generous being.

I once thought about making a wish using some word games, but now it seems a little too ridiculous.

I think that even if I wish for everyone to be happy, the god will deliberately misinterpret this wish. Compared with such seemingly plausible wishes, there are too many possible answers.

But even so, I didn't want to give up, and said strugglingly.

"There will always be a way... There will always be a way."

"Give me some time and I'll figure it out."

Faced with such a dilemma, I cannot make a choice blindly. I am a selfish person and I have to find a way to survive.

But at this moment, all I have is despair.

"Starting tomorrow, you should run away as much as possible."

"Otherwise, I will be unable to resist tying you up, trapping you by my side, and quietly waiting for the day when the flowers bloom."

While saying words that made my hair stand on end, Tongtong gently raised her little face and moved closer to me. Her warm breath fanned my face. Her eyes were vague, and she whispered in a low voice that only the two of us could hear.

"At least, today."

"Let's forget all this for a moment."

I didn't say anything, I just leaned over, gently kissed Tongtong's lips, hugged her and kissed her.

I chose to escape and forget about these things temporarily.

Chapter 175 Farewell... and Myself

Shattered, damaged beyond repair.

Perhaps, these two words are the most suitable to describe my life now: confused, chaotic, and without knowing the way forward.

After the last day of tenderness and crazy entanglement, what awaits me is a meaningless future.

The next morning was destined to be an unforgettable and painful day for me.

Early in the morning, I put on my backpack, packed all my things, and found a spare car. Tongtong still stayed by my side, helping me organize the packages.

It was a silent farewell.

After packing up all my things, I pushed the door open and walked out. I knew Tongtong was looking at me, but I didn't have the courage to look back at her.

My feet became heavy and I walked very slowly. I didn't dare look back, but I was hoping that Tongtong would say something.

I don't know since when, even though I have seen countless dead bodies, I have become so fragile.

As if seeing through my thoughts, Tongtong's lonely voice slowly sounded behind me.

"If...I mean if."

"If you choose me one day, then come back here."

"I'll always be here waiting for you."

My fingers moved slightly, and I wanted to say something, but in the end I just turned around slowly and looked at Tongtong.

Tongtong was barefoot, her long hair was messy, and her eyes were slightly red. She would never learn to hide her emotions and that never changed.

I took a deep breath, and the cold air rushed into my throat, stinging my flesh like sharp glass shards, but I forced a smile and spoke softly.

"I...have always wanted to know."

"Is the name Tongtong... nice?"

Hearing this, Tongtong was stunned for a moment and smiled, then burst into laughter. However, there was not much smile in her upturned mouth, only sadness. After the laughter, she looked at me and said very seriously.

"Very average."

"But I like the name."

After I finished speaking, Tongtong and I looked at each other and smiled. Then I turned around and walked away. The wind blew, and white petals floated in the sky, blowing towards my face, as if caressing my face.

I was homeless...once again.