487 STOP-2: New Purgatory City: "Eternal Cruelty"

-Hideka's subconscious-

04：22 AM

Xiuxiang thought, what is there to forgive for this?

Isn't that a matter of course?

This girl seems to be very naïve.

The world she was looking forward to was still a very simple world.

Maybe she's done a long way, but she just wants to keep the ultimate innocence.

......

In short, what she expects may be perfection.

Hideka felt that there was a red light in front of her eyes, very warm, like a flame.

It was a blazing flame, a fire that could not be stopped, but she could not smell the smoke or feel the scorching heat.

The fire appeared only for a short moment, and a light rain began to fall from the sky.

The rain was cool, like ice crystals piece by piece, and it turned out that there was also ice in the rain, and sleet and hail fell from the sky.

Hideka felt that she was lying on the ground, and it was strange why she was lying in the rain, which was indeed a question.

The rain fell in a dashing manner, without hesitation at all, Xiu wanted to look at the rain, feeling that he was talking with his wrist in front of him, so as not to hit his eyes by the ice.

After a while, the rain stopped.

"Oh, no. "It's an umbrella.

Large black umbrella.

Xiuxiang only saw this big umbrella, which stopped firmly above her head, and she couldn't see the person holding the umbrella clearly, because that person seemed to be really tall.

Xiuxiang was not in a hurry to see that person's face clearly, she was very happy that she was able to avoid the rain.

Although it seems very poetic to walk forward in the rain, it is easy to catch a cold like that, and Hideka feels that it is still something that should be paid attention to if she does not catch a cold, rather than how to live a poetic and unrealistic life.

Just when Hideka was stupid, or Hideka thought it was herself, the man squatted down and said, "Are you okay?"

When Hideka tried to see his face clearly, Yutian, him, and the umbrella disappeared all at once.

Another fire.

The red flame once again occupied Hideka's field of vision.

"It's a memory. It was the film of the memories that was put into the projector. It was the video clip of the memory that was opened. Xiuka realized.

Not only does Hideka want to laugh out loud, she admits that she has accepted too many poignant words and phrases, and can no longer feel the so-called pathos, she needs normal language.

Thinking of this, the fire seemed to be very interesting, and slowly, slowly disappeared.

Hideka thought the images were over, but they weren't.

It was a real cherry blossom tree.

When the white petals of the cherry blossom tree appeared in front of Hideka's eyes, she thought, "I already knew, there must be cherry blossoms." ”

"Cherry blossom-like love is no longer suitable for this era, what kind of trouble are you making?" Xiuxiang wanted to say to the heroine.

This heroine is obviously not herself, and she doesn't seem to have much to do with herself.

That cherry blossom tree is indeed beautiful, maybe this is a video memory that has been beautified, smoothed and retouched.

But the scene in the next second made Xiuxiang understand that it was not.

Under a cherry tree, the backs of two people appeared in front of Xiuxiang's eyes.

Xiuxiang has a very peculiar feeling, she feels that she sees the woman, and she also feels that she is the woman.

The two of them turned their backs to the cherry blossoms, as if admiring the flowers.

The woman reached out and touched the petals.

The man looked at him sideways, and the side face was very handsome, but Hideka couldn't see it clearly, because the outline was blurry.

But no matter how vague it is, it doesn't affect Xiuxiang's judgment of the handsomeness of that silhouette.

When a strong wind blew, all the petals of the cherry blossom trees were blown away, and the hair and skirts of the girls were also blown by the wind, and the hair of the boys was also blown by the wind.

The two of them make a very beautiful painting.

After a while, the painting suddenly disappeared, because a person closed a book, and the picture seemed to become a photograph and was slammed shut.

The picture came to an abrupt end.

The fire in front of Hideka's eyes disappeared.

......

It's cool, and it's back to the feeling of coolness.

It's still the same woman.

Xiuxiang seemed to see that something cool was sliding down from the corner of the woman's eyes, and Xiuxiang could feel the hardness of the woman's chest gradually disappearing.

"That's good. I am clean, carefree, I regard my beauty as a public good, I have rooted my own roots in the earth, my branches stretched out in the air, looking for the person who created the world, everything does not matter. ”

"You, too, become indifferent, I don't know you anymore, even for a moment, not anymore, I lost, my memory, in order to get more vast memories. ”

"By that time, I only knew my master. ”

"At that time, I will bloom for whoever nurtures me. ”

"Don't be discouraged, then, sooner or later, my fragrance will always find you, and my fragrance will make you smell at the ends of the earth, and though I don't know you anymore, you—may recognize me. ”

"You must know me. The voice sighed suddenly.

"I think I'm going to leave you with eternal thoughts and cruelty. Cruelty forever. ”

Hideka listened to those words, tears slipped down, she didn't know if what she felt was her own tears or the tears of an unknown woman.