"Found it, traitor." The god said calmly.

Su Mingan raised his head and moved his pupils slightly. The corners of his eyes and half of his face were covered with splattered scarlet blood. Xiaobei leaned on his shoulders, holding him tightly with both hands. There was no desire to live in those blue pupils.

It seems that he is just waiting for the gods to catch up and take action.

Drops of blood spread on the ground, and Su Mingan could still feel the hot wind on his shoulders. Xiaobei's heavy breathing sprayed on his shoulders, like a fire that had not yet burned out.

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

"At that time, there would be white birds circling in the sky, and ugly wild flowers growing on the ground... But I thought it was so beautiful, and I wanted to see it a few more times..."

"Xiao Bei." Su Mingan said: "The world of ruins is too cold, and wild flowers only bloom in spring."

It's winter now.

Xiaobei's hand shook slightly.

Outside the glass window, there seemed to be beautiful snow-colored tracks falling from the sky. There was a heart-wrenching sound of "clicking" next to Su Mingan, and the surrounding walls, tables, medical cabinets... all began to freeze.

Frost condensed at the door, blocking the gods and mechanical army that were about to attack.

Three seconds later, the medical room was covered in ice and white, like a paradise of ice and snow. Thick ice walls surrounded it from all directions, making it impossible for any artillery fire or bullets to penetrate.

"Yes, it is indeed...winter." Xiao Bei stumbled and said.

Ice-cold frost spread out on his back. They condensed and ground freely, and then turned into ice flowers blooming on his body. They took root in his flesh and blood and grew, presenting the final beauty to an eternity.

People who don't exist here.

The frosty flowers are solidified in the ice and snow, and the petals are slender and curled, like ice-blue manjus and sandalwoods - this seems to be the flower language he wants to express.

Source light flashed around Xiaobei, the large wounds on his back and blood were condensed, and his voice became lower and lower.

The penetrating wound on the chest revealed a big hole, and the flesh and blood inside could be seen. The god's attack was so cruel that even the heart was broken.

"But I have seen spring a long time ago." Xiaobei whispered.

On the far shore, that person should still be waiting for him under the ginkgo tree.

It was agreed that if that person doesn't come, he will wait for him... until that person appears in front of him one day, until the life of the soul ends.

"You must come, you must show up, you know? In the valley, there will be a man named Beilisel, and he will protect the spring for you. You must remember me..." Xiaobei whispered:

"Asa, I've been waiting for you for so long that I'm starting to get dementia..."

Maybe they have been waiting for each other.

"..." Su Mingan said nothing, and Xiaobei gradually turned into ice in his arms.

He will not keep Beilisel. For Beilisel, this is not "death", but "reunion". Even death in this familiar medical room was arranged by Xiaobei himself.

The end of.

There was a trace of undetectable pain in Su Ming'an's expression. He couldn't even estimate his mood now. Should it be painful or happy?

He finally understood why Xiaobei was always half asleep and half awake. He was not escaping from the truth.

It turned out that it was a symptom of Alzheimer's disease.

Xiaobei, Beilisel——just like Akto back then, he exhausted the lifespan and time of his soul and forced himself to wait until the end of his soul in thousands of Caius Towers.

One who loves is the world.

A person who loves is a person who loves the world.

If you wait your whole life for the world, I will wait my whole life for you.

"Thank you."

Xiaobei's warm breath blew on Su Mingan's shoulder

"Thank you... for always putting up with my rudeness."

"Yeah." Su Mingan responded.

"One last time, okay?"

"good."

…

"Asa." Xiaobei said.

"Xiao Bei." Su Mingan said.

After this conversation.

There was no wind on his shoulders anymore.

In the midst of the ice and snow, a white-haired boy solidified in adult-like frost was leaning on his shoulder, his eyes still open.

In those blue pupils, there seems to be a sky far away, with thousands of ice flowers in full bloom, welcoming the sunless winter night with smiles...

The boy waited among the ice flowers for a long time before seeing his figure.

………

"I'm back."
Chapter completed!