Collapse, a simulator of lifelong regret!

The terrifying pink eyes like those of a god forced the girl's gaze to remain level, causing the silver-gray to tremble and even the drifting mist to panic.

It was obvious that Weiwei was the uninvited guest and the one standing here to accept the apology, but the initiative was in the hands of the fairy kneeling in front of her.

"After you died, I didn't have the courage to go see Jiang Cheng, because I was nearby the day you died. If I wanted to, I could have saved you, but I didn't because I was timid and wanted to save Jiang Cheng more."

"I had already made the decision, but when Jiang Cheng asked where you were, I avoided you and hid in the shadows like a turtle."

"I didn't dare to face his questions, I didn't dare to tell him that I watched you die, and I didn't even dare to tell Jiang Cheng who I was."

"Then I stayed there and watched him die until I decided to resurrect you, until everything was irreversible."

Is this why I felt dangling?

It turns out that I was almost resurrected at that time.

Weiwei did not feel angry, but rather an inexplicable calm. On the contrary, her hands even began to hug her chest unconsciously, and her white and slender arms embraced the plump fruits. She was almost intoxicated as if she was listening to a story.

Perhaps it was because the anger was too much and accumulated, causing the emotions to not even be expressed in time, or perhaps the other Ai Li had already given a plan in advance, so it has not yet reached the point where it is beyond understanding.

She doesn't feel unhappy about being abandoned. If it's for the sake of saving the boy, then it doesn't matter if she is abandoned countless times.

The individual named Wei Wei is not comparable to Jiang Cheng in any way. As long as he can survive, it doesn't matter to her what happens to her.

He would not be angry or anything because Alicia chose to escape, because it only meant that he did not know the girl well enough.

She was able to make the realization and choose to resurrect herself, even if she failed, it was enough. At least the final fault would definitely not be greater than her own. Even if Siwon wanted to do such a thing, the price would definitely not be simple.

Perhaps I had already anticipated the worst possible outcome in my previous anger, so now that the truth has come out, it is not so disgusting that it makes me collapse.

At least Alicia did not choose to abandon Jiang Cheng, the worst option. At least she did not do nothing. She still thought about what to do.

Even though it wasn't accomplished.

As useless and incompetent as myself.

If it ends here, it can only be called a regrettable story because a genius turns out to be a waste in the end.

I calculated everything except responsibility, and I arrogantly threw away the things that others needed to bear, and calculated the best in an arrogant way.

But in fact, he neither understood Alicia's psychology nor knew her responsibilities. In fact, the fairy neither gave her gentle help nor was indifferent and simply kept her by her side. She chose to escape because of her guilt, and she just happened to be by his side.

What a coincidence.

Why couldn't I die faster?

After struggling for so long, it was meaningless in the end. It also left a psychological trauma on Alicia, which prevented her from helping Jiang Cheng.

Will trash cause trouble even after death?

Is the purity of my waste so high?

If you want to make good use of Alicia's abilities, you can't put all the blame on her, which would cause you to be unable to suppress your anger during the conversation later. If the insults get more damaging, you really won't be able to get out of here - in this case, the sin will be on yourself alone.

Even though it was actually because of myself.

Because of arrogance.

Because I don't want to die.

I don't want to think about it anymore.

Continuing to bring up this matter will inevitably lead to a dead end of self-denial. Now is no time to feel sorry for yourself. The boy is still in danger.

Wei Erwei still didn't say anything, but just bit her rosy lips slightly, still staring at the pair of cherry-pink eyes, lifeless and sad - because the owner of those pupils had no intention of stopping, and those delicate lips and teeth were still gently opening and closing, confessing.

"I couldn't bear the death of the boy. I couldn't accept the fact that I was the only one alive, so I teamed up with Mebius to revive him."

"But I was unable to completely revive him. Perhaps it was because of my selfishness, or perhaps it was because of something else. The resurrected boy had no heart."

"So you don't agree that he is..." Wei Liwei could almost complete the second half of the sentence based on the logic that had happened countless times in the story.

……

"Do not."

"no!"

It is not a routine like any other conventional story, nor is its development path like any other classic tragedy that has been performed countless times.

"I was wrong." Alicia bit her lips lightly, as if she was recalling the smile on the boy's face before his death, and the relief he felt as the veil of night fell - that was because he chose to leave because he didn't know the meaning of his own existence, and he chose to push away because he didn't want to make himself sad, and she was also aware of the sadness after being abandoned by herself.

"It shouldn't be said that he has no heart. It's that his heart is missing, his emotions are missing, because of my mistakes and the incompleteness of the creation of the Key of God."

"In the beginning, we lived in paradise for a while, protecting this piece of pure land during the collapse. I was very happy and joyful. My dreams and everything I saw in that fairy tale book all came true."

"But after a few years, problems arose. Once again, I don't know why Jiang Cheng knew of your existence."

……

what……

It's really a classic.

After losing his memory, he entered a happy paradise, but by chance he learned about what happened before he lost his memory, and his peaceful life was disrupted.

I feel like vomiting after seeing this kind of plot. There are too many of them.

Weiwei almost tried her best to suppress her anger, and the fingertips that were grabbing her arm unknowingly sank into the white soft flesh.

"Why couldn't you be more defensive? Why didn't you destroy all my things?"

"Why leave the question like a big jerk?"

……

No one responded.

No one could follow up.

No one was willing to join in the conversation.

Alicia seemed to not care at all. She didn't communicate or respond. Even this humble gesture might have been simply an apology rather than a genuine feeling of guilt. Even her last denial was simply a denial of the problem in her memory.

Then I can only observe it myself, and use something called insight to see if I can find the answer from this wooden fairy lady.

This was the first time he looked at Alicia in detail after realizing that this seemingly flawless fairy lady was actually ignoring Jiang Cheng.

As the silk on her chest was inflated high, the curve of her lower breasts was still reluctantly plump, but the pink fairy's narrow snake waist suddenly contracted until it was tightened by the belt into a delicate and attractive figure that was difficult to hold.

Her posture is beyond imagination. She is a flawless fairy, a goddess descended from the sky. Her interactions with the young boy have transformed her innocence into maturity.

Even if the heart and essence remain the same, the completely different experiences from the other self will lead to a significant difference in temperament just in appearance.

Under the willow waist that seemed as soft as a thin vine, the waist-hip line of the beautiful girl suddenly expanded, outlining a round and plump buttocks.

Even if you glance from the front, you can easily see the perfect inverted heart shape. If it weren't for the long skirt at the back, the princess dress, which should have been loose, would have been stuck to a tight bodysuit.

Even her slender legs are white, round and tender, and the leg rings attached to the tight boots are deeply embedded in the smooth and tender white thighs, making the girl's plump thighs look as soft and sweet as milk pudding... It's so beautiful that people can't help but lick them a few times.

That exquisite face needs no description, and there are no words in this world that can record or express it.

The perfect curves were like the work of a god, the skin was clearly inhumanly fair, with distinct texture, yet it had a blush like that of a young girl.

If it were just one attribute, it could be used as an ultimate description to try, but now fairies have been added with another completely different attribute.

——Like a maid called the Herrscher of Shizu.

……

PS: Although it would be better to throw the truth here into the later part as a breaking point, it would be too unfair to Wei Wei. She forgave him without knowing anything... She will probably feel guilty after knowing what Alicia did to Jiang Cheng.

Reality: When the thunder breaks the sky: 206. Eden: Alicia and Will are fighting.

She retained the fairy-like beauty that did not belong to this world, like a fairy from paradise, a goddess high above the sea of ​​​​the moon, and added a bit of temptation that the young man had taught her bit by bit and cultivated over a long time.

Even though they were both Alicia, theoretically possessing the same potential and being able to follow the same path, the Miss Memory who came here was almost intoxicated by it, captured by the charm of her other self, like a bee falling into a bush of flowers, being overwhelmed by the swaying flowers and the sweetness that poured into her nose.

Although there is still one person present who is immune to this charm.

Even more than just immunity.

To the point of being annoying.

Having failed to become the Hero of the Spiral and having only a few moments of happiness despite her best efforts, Velvet felt dissatisfied as she looked at the pure and innocent fairy.

Her thoughts had been distracted by other things related to the boy before, so much so that it was not until now that the girl realized the most important thing.

There is a high possibility that Alicia has stayed in Jiangcheng for a very long time.

It can now be confirmed that it is not very likely.

it is true.

This level of seduction is simply not something that the fairy lady in memory, or even the current dead fairy lady, can achieve.

It can only be achieved by taking a completely opposite, even degenerate, path, unlike the memory that chose self-sacrifice.

——With the boy.

Just by looking at her, you can imagine why Alicia has such a perfect posture.

As the person who, in a sense, cultivated a special fetish in the boy, the possibilities that arose during the night they spent together could not be considered a secret at all. It was something that could be thought of instinctively.

what……

what……

My chest hurts.

The answer has been found.

Because I'm too lazy.

Because it's so beautiful.

Because I was too intoxicated.

Being unable to extricate oneself from the time spent with the young man, one naturally loses one's vigilance. This has been common sense for the human species since ancient times. I didn't expect that even the Herrscher would make such a well-known mistake.

I am so jealous.

The white teeth rubbed against each other with a "crunching" sound, and the hands that were wrapped around the chest had unconsciously loosened, because if she continued like this, it would definitely leave huge marks on her arms that would be easily seen by others.

The nails, which had never been trimmed since coming here, were deeply embedded in the palms. Hands, which were the most important to a scholar, were being used lavishly at this moment.

How many things did she and the boy do that she hadn't been able to do before?

How many times must one try hard, and how many times must one indulge oneself to the point of decadence, to develop such a temperament?

……

I no longer wanted to stay in this room. My heart was twisted and swirling with a hodgepodge of emotions that I didn't know what to expect. But Alicia's announcement wasn't over yet, and that tragedy that was as classic as a third-rate trash novel hadn't come to an end.

"Jiang Cheng only knew how to be infinitely tolerant of me. He only kept the best part of me, but lost all other emotions, whether it was anger, sadness, or dissatisfaction... none of them existed anymore."

"Even when he knew what I had done in the past and that I had left you to die, he didn't hate me or hit me. Instead, he continued to smile."

"So I fell into fear, afraid to even see his smile, and also dissatisfied with myself. Although he realized my emotions and invited me again, I failed to give a perfect response."

"He clearly embarked on a new journey just to help me, but I subconsciously ignored him along the way, just like it happened before."

"The so-called broken heart and lack of emotions... maybe it's just an excuse I made to cover up my fear. Jiang Cheng can clearly see it."

"what……"

I can't say any more.

Both body and soul have reached their limits.

Talking about the past is essentially to open old wounds again and show them to others. The healed wounds will suffer the same pain, while the unhealed wounds, or even the wounds that are still festering and stinking, will have to endure more pain than the emotions felt by the person involved in the first moment.

In life, it is always the case that only those involved can see things clearly, while those who are not involved can see things clearly. It is difficult for the parties involved to realize all their mistakes. Looking at the whole thing, they will only realize what they did wrong when they recount and review the situation in the future.

The boy's death was not a momentary impulse, but the result of countless times in the dampness of the night, sliding down little by little until he collapsed without hope.

Resurrected with a broken heart, shattered memories, almost all emotions lost, and even the sense of being alive is gone. It doesn't matter whether you are dead or alive.

The world that was once peaceful and happy in his memory was destroyed by his own hands in the blink of an eye, killing countless people.

Both his father and mother were dead, and the loss of a large amount of memory had left his friends, family, and loved ones no longer in existence, leaving only a torn hole - how could digging out memories alive not leave behind damaged remains?

Only one of the boy's relatives, who loved him, was left on this devastated ruin, but even that person began to hate himself.

He is in this state after being resurrected, and he clearly doesn't want to be like this, but he still causes disgust, fear and self-escape.