At this time, the other party also whispered with joy:

"Okay, I won't leave."

"Asa."

At this moment, it was as if an icy wind blew into them, blowing away all the heavy accumulation and condensation.

The lingering scent of cedar was cut off by the other party's call like a "pop".

Su Mingan opened his eyes and stared at the person close at hand... that person...

The other party called him Asa.

...Asa.

...Asa

A sudden sense of missing out seized Su Ming'an's heart. He resisted the title like never before, and sharp pain spread from his heart.

In an instant, this title penetrated him like a sharp knife.

He stared closely into the other person's eyes and gradually realized how absurd the world could be.

"I remember a long time ago, this was called District 11. There weren't that many buildings, and most of them were dead woods."

"I was looking for you at that time. Many people said that you were dead. I didn't believe it, so I kept looking... and then I found the valley. I kept waiting there, and kept waiting..."

"I have always been very withdrawn and don't like to talk. My life is just a monotonous one-way line with nothing but herbs."

"Today I dyed it with cedar fragrance. This fragrance is more refreshing than herbs. I think you will like this smell."

The other party kept talking, as if he was seizing every opportunity to talk to Su Ming'an.

Su Mingan stared at the other party.

It can be seen from the hazy and deep pupils of the other party that the other party has fallen into a half-dream and half-awake state again.

Those pupils were the faint color of the sky and the sea, the touch of blue where the sky and the sea meet. They were not Lu Shu's green at all.

Beilisel's mental state was already semi-crazy, but now he has fallen into a deeper daydream.

——North Lisel regarded him as the returned Asa Akto.

——And he mistook Beiliseer for Lu Shu.

In the darkness, they all made a promise "not to leave" to those who could not come back. In fact, no one's promise was fulfilled.

They made cross wishes to people who did not exist in front of them, and saw each other as if they had never arrived.

"Asa, I remember you like strawberries, so I planted many strawberries in the valley."

"The year before you left, you always said you wanted to sleep. I wove a swing and a bamboo bed for you in the valley. If you wanted to sleep, there would be a place for you at any time."

"I have made many friends who are home appliance people, and they also want to meet you." Beilisel looked at him with a smile: "You are finally here. I am afraid that if you come later, they will not be able to wait..."

"Stop talking." Su Ming'an whispered.

His voice was almost inaudible.

"Don't you like strawberries?" Beilisel said with confusion in his eyes.

"Stop talking." Su Mingan repeated it again.

"The bamboo bed..." Beilisel said anxiously.

"Stop talking." Su Mingan lowered his head.

When he said this, his eyes reflected almost nothing.

He only noticed the sour pain on his face and clenched his fists tightly.

————It’s too late!

——Asa Aktor is no longer here!

No matter how many strawberry trees are planted in North Lisel and no matter how long we wait, we will never be able to wait any longer.

After all, the living cannot wait for the dead.

No matter how many "Actors" appear, no matter how similar they are, and no matter how smart and perseverant they are, they are still just copied bionic bodies, not that person.

The 20-year-old Akto is long gone.

The white-haired young man he was looking for.
Chapter completed!