732 STOP-2: New Purgatory City: "The Beauty and Healing of Pain"

-Hideka's subconscious-

04：22 AM

"Ahh Xiuxiang grabbed her chest, there was no meat to pick up, only pain, sticking to the bones, sticking to the back, sticky, and couldn't be shaken.

After Xiuxiang wiped away her tears, she left a line of tears again, and she quickly wiped away the tears again so that her vision could be clear as soon as possible, but she laughed again for some reason.

Painful, but also comforting. It is Xiuxiang's very complicated emotions at this moment.

Comfort herself, Xiuxiang knows that only she can comfort herself.

"Found it, just find it. Xiuxiang smiled and said to herself, "It's a good thing to find it, it's not sad." ”

"Not sad. Don't be sad, I'm not sad. ”

The soothing effect is slowly released with little effect.

It's still painful, real pain, very healing.

It's like Childe's wound, which is difficult to heal.

It's like missing my father, which is hard to heal.

It's like occasionally reminiscing about that dead home, which is difficult to heal.

It's like going back to that youth once in a while, and it's hard to cure.

I've grown up, I'm old, but the pain is still there.

Pain is a tear.

Pain, is a kind of burning.

Pain is a kind of coldness.

Pain is a kind of fear.

The pain will also fade, but it will not go away.

Childe appeared, and told Hideka that the way to leave was very simple, that is, to find himself in that cage and wake him up, and Childe's task must be this.

Cooking yourself a delicious meal is an extra giveaway.

Xiuxiang recalled the mood of Childe at that time, and he held on, looking at the wayward self, looking at the snack who didn't know anything.

However, finding him hurt him.

However, when I found him, it was even more empty.

However, they found him, but lost him.

However, when I found him, I longed for him even more.

Hideka's belated self-blame and guilt deeply seized her mind, and she found it really too difficult to "move forward freely".

Because expectation, and reality, are different.

In the future, he can only be found through that agreement.

Maybe a year.

Maybe ten years.

Maybe thirty years.

Maybe not this life.

Maybe ever, never.

So, now the only thing Xiuxiang can catch is herself.

Xiuxiang at this moment, felt a kind of relaxation, as if she was a kite, there had been a line pulling herself before, she wanted to fly but she always had to be controlled by that line, and now the line was broken, and the line used to pull herself very close, very close to the master, but was completely cut by a gust of wind, and finally got free.

All bondage is gone.

Xiuxiang is the kite at the moment.

It's free, but it's empty.

That distant goal was too illusory, which made Xiuxiang want to give up.

Perhaps, giving up is the most rational choice for a modern person. Xiuxiang is a person who relies on reason and logic, but she is often swayed by feelings in the matter of her son.

Don’t wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you.

However, Hideka admits that she is very adaptable.

Because soon, she's getting better.

Perhaps, some too fast.

It's all because of this hateful pain, the physical pain, that makes Xiuxiang unable to concentrate on being sad for her emotions.

"It's really sad, but I don't shed a lot of tears. ”

She went through the most distracting period of emotional conflict.

Hideka struggled to her feet, but fell to the ground again.

After a whirlwind, his legs were like 10,000 needles, crispy and numb. She found herself slumped on the ground, her whole body ached, her heart hurt, her body ached, her whole body lacked strength, she felt her legs numb in a trance, and she began to meet each other as she looked at the hive door in front of her.

The light danced in Xiuxiang's field of vision, as if a door was beating.

"This door, why has there been some changes?What is the change?" Xiuxiang said, "If it was before, I would have found out immediately, but now, why is it so slow?!"

Suddenly, when I looked at this, I felt that something was different, and Xiuxiang suddenly didn't realize what was different.

She felt that her consciousness was a little uncontrollable, but she had controlled her sadness and was using reason to solve the problem, but she was so tired that she could even fall asleep at any time, obviously she had eaten so much, why she was tired again, Xiuxiang didn't know.

"This does not bode well. Hideka said, "What should I do?"

Hideka looked at the beating door and finally realized what was changing—it was light.

The doors were originally white, and not all of them were glowing.

But after returning this time, this contrast between light and dark is much more obvious than before, and Hideka feels that there is also a voice in her head beating at the same frequency, as if singing, as if dancing, and as if she can feel it through the animation of light.

"What's wrong?" thought to Hideka, "This graceful frequency makes people feel a little drunk." ”

"Is anyone singing?" Hideka couldn't figure it out, but she felt that the flickering light of the door had a meaning, not like fireworks, not like lights, but like musical notes, beating.