"..." Su Mingan remained silent.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Beilisel kept apologizing, his voice full of pain echoing in the stairwell.

"You saved me, what do you have to apologize for?" Su Mingan said.

"I'm sorry. I saved you because of my own selfish desires." Beilisel said.

"If you save it, you save it." Su Mingan said calmly.

No matter what Beilisel's thoughts are, saving him means saving him. Besides, he always thinks of Beilisel's Lu Shu after his death, so he can't hate him.

He saw a scarlet flash of light on the back of Beilisel's neck - all nine seats had some authority, whether it was to open the central control room or other rooms.

Soon, the two arrived at a dark room. Beilisel opened the door with authority and took several bottles of medicine to Su Ming'an.

"In the medical room, there are medicines to restore the state." Beilisel said.

Su Ming'an took the bottles and jars as he was told, and the system prompts for blue-level recovery potions were displayed on them, so there was no problem.

It was already midnight, and blazing white thunder flashed outside the window. The curtains were not closed on the window of the medical room. Every time the thunder passed by, the room would light up for a moment. Beilisel's white hair was stuck to the snow, and he was soaked.

It was as wet as the feathers of a dead bird. He stared blankly out the window, his pupils illuminated by the thunder, as if he was lost in memories.

"Many years ago, it was a night like this. It was raining heavily outside the window. You came back from the battlefield with wounds all over your body. I also looked for medicine for you in the same way at that time..." After a moment, Beilisel spoke up, his voice full of

It was Luo Mo. His fingers were slightly bent on the window sill, as if he wanted to grab something.

"At that time, we just started trying to end the civil war among humans. There weren't that many people following you yet. You were still Asa Acto, not some other cold god. That time... was so wonderful."

His head drooped slightly, his voice was mixed with pain and confusion, and he suddenly raised his voice:

"But why do you have to bear the lives of so many people?"

"I still can't understand it, but you seem to be that kind of person... and because you are that kind of person, I just can't leave you. I'm not like Noah, who can part ways with you just because of different ideas. I just can't...

…Let go of who you are.”

After taking the medicine, his body began to feel warm, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Su Mingan used the bright light to look at Beiliseer, who had a hazy look in his eyes, and spoke.

"you……"

"I'm sorry." Beilisel said, "I just miss you coming back so much."

So he will live extremely selfishly and wait at all costs.

Therefore, he will abandon all his pride and submit to a "god" that he does not recognize.

He is selfish, selfish to the extreme. Because all his selflessness has been dedicated to one person, and there is nothing left except that.

The young man's blue eyes have been soaked in misty colors, with a faint mist covering them. It seems that he has been dreaming for the rest of his life, an unrealistic dream.

Wait until the wind and rain come back.

There was a live broadcast of Xiaomei outside the window, but Su Mingan couldn't hear Xiaomei's voice clearly. He leaned against the wall and panted heavily, waiting for the wound to heal.

He briefly inspected Arman's sword and found that it was indeed damaged, but it was not a major problem. He used a few equipment repair stones given to him by players, and the sword quickly returned to normal.

In the darkness, Beilisel lowered his head and looked at something in his palm. It was a candy with a colorful candy wrapper.

Half of the white-haired boy's face was hidden in the thick darkness, with only one dull eye exposed.

"Actually, everyone has quietly told me... that they don't want to be human anymore. They think humans are too bitter. But I told them that the wine will be very fragrant, the sugar will be very sweet, and the breeze in the world will be very soft, and it will feel like a mother when it blows on them.

A gentle touch," Beilisel whispered.

"During the long wait, they were the only ones in the valley who could sing and dance, like a fairy tale, accompanying me. They were like my brothers and sisters."

"Except for Asa, they are the only ones around me. I just really want...some people who can wait with me forever."

"It turns out they died too."

"I know that the world is in a bad place. No matter how hard we try to turn the tide, a civilization that has reached its end cannot escape its fate. The wind in this world is very cold, the rain is heavy, and there are no spring flowers."

"So sometimes, I wonder, is it best to let them continue to be home appliance makers?"

There was deep despair in Beilisel's eyes, and he pinched the clothes on his left chest:

"If I don't become a human being, if I don't become a human being, it won't be so painful?"

"Should I freeze myself and bury myself in the ground, I would not be so sad? But how can I see you with my eyes like this?"

"Asa."

His voice trembled:

"...can you answer me?"

Su Mingan put down the medicine bottle.

He looked at Beiliseer silently, not letting his disobedient voice of "Su Mingan" break the other person's dream.

He actually understood the reason why Beilisel risked his life to save him.

----wake up.

All the motivation that supports Beilisel's survival is the belief that Asa will come back. But tonight, his dream was completely shattered.

His fragmented soul just wanted to seek the last trace of warmth. This state was more like "lucid dreaming". He knew clearly who the person in front of him was, but he still comforted himself that it was the reflection of a dream.

He is imagining,

The fantasy is "He just dreamed about Su Ming'an, and the person in front of him is actually Asa" rather than "He just dreamed about Asa, and the person in front of him is Su Ming'an."

Su Mingan looked at Beiliseer, as if he saw Lu Shu whose soul had been emptied out. The two looked at each other silently, one with clear eyes, the other with hazy eyes. Even the flowing air was quiet.

Beiliseer didn't get a response from Su Ming'an, but he didn't show any sadness. He just stood on tiptoes. His stature was slightly shorter than Su Ming'an, and when he stood on tiptoes, he could barely look at Su Ming'an's level.

Those blue eyes can still watch the loneliness all night long.

"I have nothing now. My fellow appliance people are gone. My valley is gone. I only have you left."

"Can..." His voice was close to Su Mingan's eyes: "Call me "Xiaobei" again?"

Su Mingan's pupils seemed to have faded slightly, showing a very dark gray. He could clearly hear the resonance of his soul.

In a daze, he seemed to really resonate with Akto. He knew exactly what tone Akto would use and what words he would say. The boy in front of him seemed to be the white-haired boy holding out a medicine bowl to him. The boy

Coaxing him to go to bed as soon as possible and telling him how the medicine could taste good. This is the picture in my memory.

……What's wrong?

...the sequelae of emotional resonance?

Did he actually never come out?

An hour and forty minutes of resonance... How could he come out so quickly?

"Xiao Bei."

He spoke out, and his voice and tone were almost exactly the same as those of Akto who was in emotional resonance.

"[People always have to move forward. Whether it is responsibility or shackles, I will not hesitate.]" Su Mingan said, his voice seemed to resonate with Akto:

"[How they look at you, whether they look up to you, look down upon you, or hate you, it should make no difference to you.] Xiaobei, I don't want you to be sad after I leave."

"The sky is clear and everything is recovering. Spring is such a joy. It's just that the spring is cold and we still need to hold on for a while."

Xiaobei's pupils moved slightly.

His eyes were like a piece of ice that was painful to touch.

He has waited for so long that his soul has withered.

If Akto reached the extreme of his soul's lifespan in thousands of two-dimensional test simulations and became an old man in his soul, Xiaobei approached the extreme of his soul in the long wait. The years are long, and his heart is

Like decay.

He seemed to want to reach out, but stopped when he was about to touch. In the end, he just asked timidly, his voice as light as a feather:

"Asa."

"Then do I still smell of herbs on my body?"

Su Mingan was startled.

He couldn't smell anything, and even if there was a smell similar to cedar and herbs, it had long been covered up by the blood in this rainstorm. All calls had been suppressed, and all scars had been buried.

"No more." Su Mingan replied.

"Yeah." Xiaobei said, "It should be."

His face was full of tears, like the moonlight shining across the sky, and the broken light in his eyes was like an old rotten tree that was overwhelmed and about to collapse.

"This rain." He said softly:

"After all...it's too big."

The next moment,

Su Ming'an suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door. He was about to dodge with Xiaobei, but Xiaobei suddenly used strength and hugged him tightly, motionless.

An invisible bird of wind penetrated Xiao Bei in front of him from the back, and emerged from the left chest. At this moment, Xiao Bei's eyes were filled with relief.

At the door of the medical room, the god who had arrived took back his hand with a look of indifference. The mechanical army surrounded the door of the medical room.
To be continued...