I, enter the zero world, change the ending

Thinking that he was still dreaming, Zhiyao rubbed his eyes hard.

The fog painting did not disappear.

After repeatedly confirming that the scene in front of him was not an illusion caused by longing, Zhiyao felt a sour feeling in her nose and stood up and walked forward with her arms open.

Surprisingly, I didn't encounter anything.

The arm passed through Wuhui's body without any hindrance, and Zhiyao couldn't help but be stunned.

"What's going on?" he asked anxiously.

"It seems you can't touch me now." Wuhui's voice was full of regret. "I tried before you woke up, but I couldn't touch you either."

"Why is this happening?"

"Because... probably because of the low degree of existence, plus this is the real world..." Wu Hui analyzed and explained. Guessing that Zhiyao might still be about to ask why she was here, she took the initiative to explain, "Sikong, what you are seeing now is an afterimage. You can also understand it as a residual soul like Suzuka, or an aggregate of thoughts. The reason for its formation... I guess it is because you went to that forest a few days ago."

"I've been there, but I didn't see anyone." Zhiyao was puzzled. "Besides, I didn't enter the Bingshi Residence either."

"No, but you were standing right above the Yellow Springs Gate, above my head. Plus, a small amount of my spiritual energy was fused into your body, so I sensed you at that time. The proximity to the Yellow Springs Gate, coupled with my longing for you, and other factors, ultimately led to the current me through chance."

So that's how it is. Zhiyao nodded as if he understood something.

"That's great!" Zhiyao couldn't help but smile.

This was the first time in the past few days that I smiled from the heart.

"I've been thinking about you these past few days."

Upon hearing this, Wuhui's eyes emitted a misty glow, and her face turned away in embarrassment.

"Me...me too...although the time is different here, it might not have been that long for me..."

Wu Hui's eyebrows twitched slightly after she finished speaking. Zhi Yao, who was very observant, caught this detail and asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"nothing."

Obviously, Zhiyao couldn't hide this, especially when she was concentrating.

"Is it because of the Yellow Springs Gate?"

Seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, Wu Hui decided to tell the truth, "The Yellow Springs Gate moved just now, and it hit my back and it hurt a bit."

As soon as the words fell, worry appeared on Zhiyao's face.

"Does it matter?"

Wu Hui quickly tried to comfort him, "It doesn't happen all the time. The door is sealed after all, so it only moves occasionally. In the past few days, the total number of times it has moved is less than ten times."

"You...are not lying to me, are you?" Zhiyao stared into Wuhui's eyes and moved his face forward.

"No." Wuhui was speechless.

Then, their eyes met.

Seeing that Wuhui never took her eyes off him from beginning to end, Zhiyao was convinced and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tell me if it hurts, don't be stubborn, do you hear me?"

"I know, I know. Suzuka said the same thing to you."

"Suzuka?"

"Yes, she's in the Abyss. Honestly, I'm surprised she chose to stay there with me. So I'm in a good situation now, much better than I originally expected, being alone."

"It's good not to be lonely."

Looking Wuhui up and down, Zhiyao slowly raised his hands and held Wuhui's face.

Of course, there was no sense of touch in the palm of his hand, only a dreamlike feeling of cold air. Even so, Zhiyao still silently told himself that he had touched it, and he believed it without a doubt.

Perhaps guessing what he was thinking, Wuhui turned her eyes away and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhiyao, who also guessed why Wuhui was laughing, had a resentful look on his face.

"I'm laughing at you like a fool." Kirie said bluntly.

"Do you believe it if I pinch you?" Zhiyao stretched out his thumb and index finger and pretended to stretch them towards Wuhui's face.

"Go ahead and pinch me, you can do whatever you want to me if you can touch me." Kirie said coquettishly and continued to tease.

"I...Okay, you win this time."

Two minutes later.

"Sikong, I may not be able to exist for too long. Let me remind you first, you have to be mentally prepared." After looking around, Wuhui sat down on the chair.

Hearing this, the sunshine in Zhiyao's heart was immediately covered by dark clouds, and her smile disappeared.

"What do you mean?"

"It means that I will disappear soon." Kirie explained lightly.

"Why did you disappear? We finally got reunited!"

"Of course I want to stay, but there's really no other way. Ghosts can't exist in the real world."

Zhiyao quickly dismissed it, "No, Shenhong has been able to see it since she was a child. If she has been there since she was a child, then it can't just be in places like the Himuro Residence. She must be able to see it outside as well."

"The situation is different now." Wuhui sighed.

"Why is it different?"

"Their souls are complete, but I only have a fragmented soul. The power of the fragmented soul is too weak and cannot last for long. If I want to survive for a long time, I need to be at least as strong as Xiao Wuhui."

Zhiyao then stopped talking, twirling her chin and lowering her head to think rapidly. After a while, an idea struck her, "Right! We can find a carrier. Isn't Suzuka's residual soul always living in the Chuyeshi Sword?"

"It's already been returned." Kirie reminded regretfully, "And I'm different from Suzuka. She's not afraid of monsters, but I'm afraid of the brilliance of that sword."

"Then find another container." Zhiyao suggested.

But as soon as he said that, without even waiting for Wuhui to object, he felt that it was not feasible, and Wuhui's subsequent sentence, "Not just anything will do, and I don't know what exactly will be acceptable," further confirmed his guess.

"Then...how about trying my body?" When one plan failed, Zhiyao came up with another one.

A flash of surprise passed through Wuhui's eyes.

"No way."

"How do you know it won't work if you haven't tried it?"

"Because...why don't we talk about something else? I want to know how you've been spending the past few days outside."

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was a deliberate attempt to change the subject, and it was even more impossible for Zhiyao not to notice.

"Actually, it is possible, right?" Zhiyao asked seriously, staring into Wuhui's eyes.

"Sikong, you've been..." Wuhui pretended not to hear and continued talking to herself.

"Answer me————!" Zhiyao glared and ordered.

After being yelled at like this, Wuhui immediately shut her mouth and stopped talking.

"How about I take a guess?"

Wuhui looked away.

"It will affect my lifespan, right?"

Wuhui glanced at him calmly and nodded in acknowledgment.

"It's just such a trivial matter, do you think I care?" Zhiyao sat down next to Wuhui, raised her arm and put it on the back of the chair, urging her anxiously, "Hurry up, hurry up, if you delay any longer, it might be too late."

Wuhui remained silent. After a few seconds, she bit her lower lip and shook her head slightly.

"What do you mean?!" Zhiyao began to become impatient.

"I can't do that. I'm already guilty, how can I continue to waste your life?"

"I already told you I don't care!"

"I care!"

Knowing that Wuhui was not the type to compromise easily, and time was running out, Zhiyao decided not to waste time talking to her.

"You have to do that. It's an order."

Facing the tone that brooked no denial, Wu Hui still shook her head stubbornly, "My wish is that you can live well. Boarding will affect your lifespan, which goes against my original intention, so... I'm sorry."

Time passed by minute by minute, but Wuhui's attitude remained firm from beginning to end, and there was no sign of her giving in.

If he didn't find a way to convince her, he would experience the pain of loss again, and this time the hope would slip away again mercilessly when it finally came, which would be countless times more painful than usual. Zhiyao was so anxious that she lost her composure and gradually panicked.

"I beg you, please, can't I?"

"Don't say anymore." Wuhui turned her face away mercilessly.

"Well, listen to me, it only affects your lifespan a little bit. Everyone in this world has their ups and downs."

This time, Wuhui simply stopped talking.

Zhiyao didn’t know if it was an illusion, but she vaguely felt that Wuhui’s figure was thinner than before, so that the alarm bells kept ringing in her mind.

When anxiety, despair, uneasiness and many other factors combined together, continued to rush into the mind and accumulated to the point that people could no longer see hope, Zhiyao finally exploded.

"You once said that my being alive is the best comfort to you, right?" He smiled, but his voice was extremely cold.

Wu Hui had an inexplicable bad feeling, so she didn't dare to speak. Then she heard Zhiyao continue, "I think the few hours we spent together are your most beautiful memories. If that's the case, I don't mind giving it a sad ending."

The other party had made it clear, and at this point, a look of fear finally appeared in Wuhui's eyes.

"Sikong, listen to me..."

"Shut up!" Zhiyao interrupted him with a hysterical roar, "Do you really want to know how I've been living these past few days? I'll tell you now. After being knocked unconscious by Wuming that day, I was taken to Shenhong's house. I woke up the next afternoon and was about to look for you immediately, but I was told that the Bingshi Mansion had disappeared. Shenhong said it was you who did it. I still had a glimmer of hope in my heart at the time, but when I went to that forest again the next day and saw that the Bingshi Mansion had really disappeared, I fell into despair."

"It's because I knew you would come that I had no choice but to do this."

"Then have you never thought about what will happen to me later? I waited from noon to night that day. Shenhong has been comforting and counseling me the whole time. She even counseled me in my dream just now, saying that I changed her fate and killed her daughter, so she hoped that I would compensate her for it and live on in her daughter's place. I agreed out of helplessness, but I didn't want to. Do you know why? Because you are the only one in my heart."

"Why bother? You obviously have better options."

"I can judge for myself whether it's good or not... After returning to Crimson's house that night, I quietly left. These past few days, I've been in a daze, unable to eat or drink. Every night, I think of you. As I think about it, I start to cry, and gradually I lose the desire to live."

"Don't..." Wuhui became more and more uneasy.

"You were the one who did it first, so don't blame me. I'm giving you two choices. First, watch me die. After I die, I can go to your place with good reason. Even if you hide the Himuro Residence, the Gate to the Underworld will not disappear. Second, you stay here honestly. Although it will affect my fate, at least it will make me want to live. Alright, make your choice quickly. I'll give you two minutes."

Zhiyao had finished speaking. He was being unreasonable and vexatious, and even made naked threats. Even so, Wuhui did not dare to have any doubts, let alone provoke him.

Because she knew what he was thinking, and she was also worried that he really didn't want to die.

"Why...are you so persistent?" Kirie bit her lower lip, trying her best to look calm.

"I like you, don't make me repeat this over and over again." Zhiyao smiled bitterly, with misty water vapor rising in her eyes.

Seeing this, Wuhui felt heartbroken and even breathing became difficult.

"Just because you like me, you don't even want to live anymore?"

"Of course." Zhiyao nodded gently, her tone firm. "You grew up in the village before the age of seven, and were imprisoned in the Zafuku Prison after that. The day you left was the end of your life. After you died, your soul was polluted by the evil spirit and controlled by it for nearly 150 years. After you finally broke free from its control, you immediately continued to perform that damn ritual, fixing yourself to the gate of the underworld to endure the pain. What awaits you is only the scattering of your soul in ten years... Xiao Wuhui said that you have never had a happy day. I have always kept this sentence in mind. Whenever I think of this sentence, I feel so heartbroken that I can't breathe. That's why I always tell my companions not to hurt the original body, because you are already unfortunate enough. After seeing you killed, my heart is even more painful."

Tears slowly flowed down Wuhui's cheeks.

"sorry."

"Who asked you to apologize?" Zhiyao rubbed her nose, tears welling up in her eyes. "So at that time I was thinking, at least let me spend the remaining ten years with you."

"I'm sorry, I can't do this, because... when I was alive, Asanuma already lost his life because of me. At least this time, I hope that the person I love can live."

"Then live with me. This is a good opportunity for me to take you to see the outside world and experience new things."

"How could I be so qualified?" Wuhui's voice was filled with sobs. "Don't forget that I killed many people, and even you almost..."

"I never mind. No matter how mean you are to me, I still like you... Well, let me ask you a question. Are you happy now?"

Wuhui nodded and forced a smile, "Of course I'm happy, because I'm with you."

"What about the true body of the Yellow Springs Gate? Is it also happy?"

"Yes, the feelings on both sides are synchronized."