Ark, they don't revolve around you

"That was in the past." Ling said coldly, "Now, I just want to kill you."

The sound of breaking echoed again.

Sui smiled gently, his whole body trembling slightly, and the golden light in his eyes flowed like lava: "Do you know why I chose you?"

"Because he came to see me." Ling was unmoved.

"That's certainly one reason. Another reason is that you're a lot like me." Sui sighed, "You're a lot like me when I still had some kind of longing for humans."

"Forget it. It's useless to tell you this now. If you don't give in, we'll do it all over again. If one time doesn't work, we'll do it a hundred times or a thousand times. Time in a dream is different from reality. When will you choose to perish in the endless cycle of reincarnation?"

She didn't react.

She took a deep breath.

dream.

Without external force, she cannot wake up from this dream.

Even if her occasional emotions were just hazy and intoxicated, she still had obsessions, and——

"Well, is there anyone?" Sui suddenly turned around and smiled, "You are lucky."

"He is back. After a year, he has come to the peaks where you lived in seclusion."

The figure of the old man gradually dimmed, and Ling opened his eyes in a trance.

Someone was pushing her. In the middle of the pavilion, the doctor looked at the girl quietly without saying anything.

There were traces of tears at the corners of her eyes and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"You came."

"I know you will come."

……

Zhuang Ning once thought that he should not have embarked on this path.

If the second brother could get rid of Ling in advance, he wouldn't have to meet that woman, his hands wouldn't have to be stained with the woman's blood, and everyone would be happy.

It’s a pity that the man still left this final problem to him.

His steps were a little heavy, and from time to time he would think of the insights he had gained here in the past.

In essence, how were all the experiences I had in Yan, Syracuse, Victoria, and various other places different from that dream?

The case is solved.

No wonder they could leave so directly, everything is fake, only the sword is the truth.

So, this time it was his turn to kill Ling - only he could do it.

Without any hindrance, Zhuang Ning passed through the barrier and entered the Eighteenth Peak that was supposed to not exist.

The memories accumulated in dreams for a long time, the ties of hundreds of years if not thousands of years, are all heavy burdens, but you always have to face them.

The maturity of a person is to strangle his immature self. Zhuang Ning laughed unexpectedly.

He thought of something that seemed unrelated but was closely connected.

It was on this mountain that he attained enlightenment and left Ling, giving up any attachment to anyone and returning to Rhodes Island without stopping.

He still remembered that empty place. No one noticed his departure. He was like a ghost, an evil spirit floating in the corridors of Rhodes Island.

He went to see Kal'tsit, who was busy dealing with the subsequent diplomatic issues with Kazdel. When she saw him, she didn't ask him where he had been or what he had experienced. She just said indifferently as always:

"Doctor, you are certainly free to act as you please, but your body is also important."

"Is it important?"

"Of course, you must know that you are different from other Terrans, but you are now the commander of Rhodes Island. If you are not here, there will inevitably be many problems. For the sake of safety and responsibility, you should at least let me know next time you travel."

Caring about my health is just because I am the last "human", right? As for responsibility, is it what those people expect of me... Zhuang Ning nodded. He didn't mind Kal'tsit's attitude and turned around:

"Not anymore, Kelsey."

"I will lead Rhodes Island and create the future I want."

He sealed off the storage room where the departed operators' belongings were stored and never went there again.

At this moment, he saw the pavilion, with its flying eaves and brackets, which exuded an ancient and elegant atmosphere.

He saw her sleeping under the pavilion, with her blue hair loose, still so beautiful.

He hesitated, then gently pushed the woman.

Ling Rumeng woke up, tears gently fell, as if she had been waiting for him for a long time, as if she finally saw relief:

"I knew you would come."

"Are you here to... kill me?"

PS: I’m not in a very good state today. I’m stuck with writing again. I can only write 4,000 words. I’ll be back to normal tomorrow.

Chapter 8.5 He Has No Sympathy (k)

"Are you here to... kill me?"

The words were uttered, murmured with the most beautiful smile, blinking gently, as if this action would consume countless energy.

In a dream that could not be distinguished between day and night, she saw beauty several times, and killed this beauty with her own hands several times. Finally, a little hope ignited in her dead heart.

Zhuang Ning admitted that he was a little surprised when he saw her. In his impression, Ling would never be so... painful.

She is one of those people who doesn't seem to mind anything you say. It's not even about being strong, it's just an attitude.

Unlike her second brother who is kind and needs things, this girl does not need external things. Even a banished immortal would have such miserable moments.

Even though he had heard Liang Xun talk about this before going up the mountain, Zhuang Ning still found it incredible.

As for sympathy—he lowered his head slightly, without any similar feelings.

Maybe... but who knows if it's true? In the dream with Ling, they also hugged each other in desperate situations. When she was climbing the mountain, she was smiling all the way, as if they were very close.

The result was a stab in the back.

He stabbed with a smile, without any hesitation or doubt.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Ning's fear emerged like lightning.

He no longer had any sympathy for her. All beautiful women were deceitful.

However, out of inertia, Zhuang Ning still bent down and opened his mouth.

As soon as she made this move, Ling spread out her hands, and wrapped her two bare hands around his back, their lips touching, and she used this way to confirm his presence.

After a long time, their lips parted, and Ling smiled slightly, that smile was like a flower that had blossomed to its fullest: "Okay, you are real... This is not a dream."

"Why do you say that?" Zhuang Ning did not react, like a stone.

"If you were in my dream, you should have pushed me away." She finally seemed to see the light from the deep darkness, "Doctor."

As she spoke, Zhuang Ning still took a step back. Whether it was hostility or kindness... no matter what, it was better not to act so close.

Order to be silent.

I bit my lips for a long time, but the tears were still flowing.

It's so hard, I didn't feel this way before. After all, in that dream, he really wanted to help you. He had been betrayed more than once, but he still felt that you could be trusted in the end.

But you still handed the knife over. Whether it was a conspiracy or a misunderstanding, the relationship became ridiculous, as if it had changed in nature.

Her eyes shook slightly, as if begging

"Kill me. After you leave, I will still fall into that dream and experience pain again and again at an unknown time."

"Pain." Zhuang Ning thought, "Will you?"

"It will hurt me." Ling whispered in a low voice.

Both of them were silent.

A few minutes later, Zhuang Ning sighed: "All the fragments except you have disappeared."

"……what?"

"They are all gone. You are the last one." His voice was like a machine, without any emotion. "Ling, what happened to you?"

Ling said reluctantly: "The years have revived in my body."

recovery……

"You lost." Zhuang Ning roughly guessed it, and nodded after a few seconds of silence, "I will fulfill your request."

His hand was on the scabbard.

If he were to take action, he would show no mercy. Perhaps the greatest sympathy he could show to this woman was to kill her cleanly and quickly with a knife.

Ling was not afraid of death, which was a rare clear-mindedness of hers. Perhaps if Zhuang Ning had not come, her fate would have been to sink into darkness.

"Before you kill me, can I make a condition?" Ling endured the pain in his chest.

"condition?"

"I want to take another look at Shang Shu." Her hair fluttered in the wind. "I want to take another look at all this."

……

cinema.

The cinemas are very busy today, and new movies are released during the holidays.

In the corner, there was a low voice, murmured with a feeling of neither comfort nor loneliness: "This is the movie of the year."

"Correct."

“It’s great that she finally has the chance to fulfill her dream.”

Zhuang Ning said nothing. After Ling proposed that condition, he finally agreed.

Although he seemed weak, Ling was still a fragment, his authority was insidious and powerful, and he promised to be more worthy.

Before going down the mountain, he specifically reminded Liang Xun not to send anyone to follow him, as the appearance of government officials would inevitably cause unrest.

While I was thinking, the movie started. It opened with a vast sea of ​​snow. Warriors wearing black armor were advancing rapidly in the snow. The black and white in the picture were particularly dazzling.

At the end of the snowfield, the giant beast opened its eyes, roared, and looked down at Yan's people with indifference.

"Why are you here?"

This is the first scene of the movie, the beginning and end of the battle between the Great Yan Warriors and the enemy.

On a distant ancient battlefield, the people of Dayan are united as one, working together to encircle and suppress the giant beast, and snow and blood are raised together.

However, this scene did not bother him and he just held the man's hand.

Ling was not as energetic as she seemed. Her consciousness, memory, and words were still echoing in her ears like a ghost. The scene on the screen seemed to have brought back some impressions. She seemed to have seen the same giant beast, but its appearance and ferocity were far beyond those in the movie.

However, the giant beast was not knocked down by anyone, but was strangled to death by the years.

After watching a movie, I feel confused and my vision and hearing are hazy.

till the end.

It wasn't until the murderous hunt began that the two memories overlapped.

The protagonist in the picture turned out to be Zhuang Ning. He moved forward little by little, holding a long sword, crossed the road full of corpses, and looked coldly at the woman standing among the dead.

The woman had a pair of golden eyes that seemed to be burning.

She sneered, with sadness and emotion: "You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm here anyway." Zhuang Ning lowered her head quietly and clenched the sword in her hand, "I'm here to kill you."

The woman did not move or resist. The sword pierced into her body, and trickles of blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

But the woman did not fall, and remained proud until her death.

Ling was confused. What was that just now? A movie? No, was it an illusion? She clenched her fists silently.

She didn't remember when the movie ended, nor did she remember how the people around her reacted. When she came to her senses, the screen had gone black.

There was only her and Zhuang Ning in the huge space. Ling turned her eyes and murmured, "This movie is very good."

"Yes." Zhuang Ning agreed.