The boy closed his eyes tightly, unsure if something weaker would come out if he had loosened his grip on his muscles.

Again. Wang Hao chuckled blankly, a certain habitual numbness and still vivid pain consuming each other, making the young man's heart feel a familiar dull ache.

After messing everything up, the victim will comfort himself, even though he has nominally taken all the blame, but will others really blame him for his good intentions......? It's as if they kidnapped their own victims with morality and conscience and forced them to forgive themselves. What's the difference between this and what I hate the most?

The boy eventually discovers that the best thing he can do is inaction.

It's sad.

But I didn't want that...... Or am I subconsciously using this shield?

Wang Yu trembled, and his master told him to "know yourself" and have self-knowledge. But the more he knew about himself, the more he hated himself.

I can't help but hate this cowardly, incompetent, decadent, lazy, cunning and self-defeating waste, which is at odds with Wang Hao's ideal of what he should become.

Although he once disguised himself as a powerful monster in Gensokyo, where he had come from scratch to wash his case, when he slackened, the oozing thing leaked out of his heart and melted the monster.

"I think...... Compared to Fran, I ...... He deserves to be locked up in a basement for 500 years. ”

The dull voice, which was no longer sweet and no longer pleasant, sounded, trembling and painful, so that Sixteen Misaki had to increase the strength of his arm to suppress the tremor in it.

"Why?"

Even at this time, Sixteen Nights Sakiya couldn't utter any beautiful and gorgeous words of comfort, and the person best at this around her was trembling in her arms, like a homeless crow in a rainstorm, the black feathers that shimmered with a mysterious luster on weekdays were messily attached to her body, and the head that had been raised proudly in the past was also buried in her wings, embarrassed.

"It's obvious. The deep voice quickly stabilized, and skillfully became cold and hard, like steel quenched with ice water.

But I didn't hand you ice water. The head maid stared at the young man in her arms, her silver eyes soft and compassionate. Why do you throw yourselves into icy water, why are you so cruel to yourselves?

"You see, as long as that's it. After hurting others, and then showing more pain and more dazed than the victim, then you soft-hearted fools will forget the harm I have caused you, and feel guilty as if you were the perpetrator, grab my hand with a full body of injuries, and hurriedly ask, 'Oh, how is it, it's okay, it's okay, I'm not hurt, don't worry about this little thing, I don't blame you'...... Perfect way to deal with it, isn't it? Avoiding all anger, this cunning way of cheating......"

"It's the most annoying, me. ”

The scathing and mocking voice, as if it contained a knife, stopped, and Sixteen Nights Sakuya thought seriously for a long time, and suppressed Wang Yu's actions to push her away several times, but the demon who was just able to make her unable to move in a violent state was now as weak as a child, and even an exhausted human couldn't push away.

“…… What you say seems to make sense. ”

didn't give Wang Yu a chance to speak, and the next sentence of Sixteen Nights Sakuya was connected.

"But I still forgive you and grieve for you like this. ”

“…… Too much kindness is weakness, Sakiya. ”

"I know. The corners of the girl's lips curled slightly, "I'm not so kind to anyone, just like you." ”

"And what right do you have to say about me. Too much gentleness is self-sacrificing, Wang Yu. ”

The young man in his arms let out a cold sneer from the bottom of his heart: "I'm gentle, what are you playing ......?"

"Why, am I wrong, why are you so miserable if you don't value us more than yourself. ”

"That's why I forgive you, because when we were hurt, you really felt pain, far more pain than we did. ”

“…… How can such subjective feelings be compared? ”

Wang Yu seemed to give in and sighed helplessly.

"I don't know what you've been through, but I can sense that you're not inherently brutal. People who are truly cruel from the bottom of their hearts don't need to find a pillar for themselves, and they don't pay too much attention to the people around them. Only the weak need to hug each other to keep warm. ”

"Just like us. ”

"You try hard to make yourself cold and sharp, hurting everyone who comes near you like a knife, but you can't help but touch the presence around you. You do incorporate violence and madness into your character. But the acquired things, after all, are acquired, and they can't hide your gentleness and kindness. At most, at most, it only compresses them into a small range, and that's the limit. ”

Wang Hao smiled bitterly: "How can anyone be born crazy? There are people who are bloodthirsty by nature, and there are people who are crazy by nature, but they are crazy...... I can only be forced out. ”

"And you are not weak at all, you have encountered many life and death difficulties, but you have not escaped once. Taking a step back, that kind of masochistic training was also initiated by you, and you have persisted until now, this is not something that weak people do, the strength of the second lady is also obtained from you, and other people are more or less affected by you. Didn't you notice, before you knew it, you were about to become the pillar of the entire Red Devil Pavilion. ”

"You have always been proud of your objective view and insight into people's hearts, but why can't you see through yourself? ”

The boy was silent for a long time, put his palm on Sixteen Night's shoulder, and slowly pushed her away. This time, the head maid did not stop Wang Hao.

"Maybe you're right, I really don't have an objective assessment of myself. The boy still lowered his head and covered his face with his hair, not knowing whether he was happy or angry. "But...... I still hate myself. ”

"It doesn't matter. The girl was unmoved, "I have ...... It's enough to have us like you. ”

Wang Yu raised his head and smiled tiredly and gently. There was helplessness between his eyebrows and eyes, but there was a kind of laxity and fatigue after reaching the end, which made this young man who had always been thoughtful "clean".

Perhaps, this is what he was in the first place.

"What an unreasonable fellow, is he so arbitrary and imposing his own ideas on others?"

"That's right, and you're not qualified to speak of me. Sixteen Night Sakuya replied with a blank face, but the silver eyes were soft and warm.

"Ah...... I thought you didn't care......"

Wang Yu looked away in embarrassment and smiled awkwardly.

"How can you not care. Sixteen nights Saki night apricot eyes slightly closed, like a knife eyes poked Wang Yu was embarrassed, until he wanted to turn into a shadow and disperse.

"The problem you are talking about...... I'll think about it. ”

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn't complain about anything when he knew that he was wrong, but smiled.

The sheer joy in that smile made Sixteen Night Sakuya stunned, this was the first time she had seen Wang Yu unabashedly reveal her feelings, instead of always hiding something behind the mask that looked good with a smile.

Speaking of which, this smile is better than the mask he has carefully sculpted...... Much better looking.

For a moment, the two people in the gray world fell silent, each thinking about something.

After a long time, the young man closed his eyes and muttered softly. The sound is ethereal, even in this absolutely dead world, which is almost impossible for Sixteen Nights to catch Sakuya.

"Interested in listening to a story? a crude, uninteresting, truthful ...... Tale. ”

"Okay. The girl bowed her head happily, as if she was waiting for this sentence.

"Declare in advance that the protagonist is stupid, don't laugh at him, or I'll be angry. ”

"Stupid like you?"

Wang Hao closed his eyes slightly and laughed: "Yes, stupid like me." ”

"Then I'll have to listen to it. Sixteen Nightsakiya laughed too.

"You smiled, Sakiya, it's really rare. But I haven't started telling that story yet. ”

"yes, so I'm laughing at something else. ”

Wang Yu instantly lowered his face: "...... Don't tell me it's me. ”

"Who else could it be?"

"Don't do that, can we still work happily together. What about being each other's angels forever?"

"When did we say anything like this?" asked Sixteen Night Sakuya amusefully. This is a lively and interesting look...... Compared to the usual days, he seems to carry a mountain on his back all the time, and he is like two people.

In the past, Wang Hui would occasionally joke, but anyone could see that something heavy and cold was pressing on him, and all his actions were dyed with urgency and irritability. Although he disguised it well, how could the demons around him who were more than hundreds of years old not see that the only human had extremely sharp intuition and a similar thinking pattern to Wang Yu.

"That's right, I don't think so......" The boy closed his left eye in anguish, frowned and muttered, his right index finger scratching his face slightly, thinking about something.

"So, let's start now. ”

"What?" the girl didn't understand the meaning of Wang Hao's words for a moment.

"Don't you understand?well, I mean ......" In the gray world, the only brightly colored teenager cleared his throat and took two steps back, occupying the center of Sixteen Nightsaki's vision. The corners of his rosy lips rose to reveal a bright and proper smile, and with this smile he stretched out his hand and spoke politely, and the two lips seemed to collide so slowly that Sixteen Night Sakuya could imprint every change in his heart. Here's what he said—

"Miss Sixteen Nightsakiya, please associate with me on the premise of marriage. ”

Sixteen Nightsakiya's eyes suddenly widened, staring at the smiling boy in disbelief.

She never expected Wang Yu to say such a thing.

"Well, I know that Remilia is the first in your heart, and she occupies most of the space in your heart. Wang Yu paused, and then added unknowingly: "After all, I'm the same." ”

"But Remilia alone hasn't snatched up all the space, ......has it? I'll give you the rest, no. ”

The young man closed his eyes, and smiled helplessly and happily: "It's already been handed over to you." ”

"This kind of thing that is not under my control, it is really ......"

"So, your response?" Wang Yu opened his eyes, asking without the slightest apprehension, and his smile was still there.

"Really...... Suddenly behaving in such an embarrassing way...... Like the eldest lady, he is an impulsive stupid without thinking......"

Sixteen Nights Sakuya closed her eyes as if she was tired, and sighed expressionlessly.

"Okay. ”

Then, without hesitation, he put his slender plain hand on that broad palm and clenched it hard.

The boy's slightly lower body temperature than ordinary people seemed to be supplemented by the warmth of skin contact, and his expression involuntarily melted into this temperature.

A bright smile bloomed on the girl's face, which was more beautiful and brighter than all the smiles of the maid chief that Wang Hui had ever seen, as if a bright moon was rising in the night sky, and the clouds were gone, and the stars were lost.

Under the gray dead starry sky, in the gray snowflakes frozen in mid-air, the only two young girls with colors stood on the sky, palms folded, looking at each other and smiling.

Sixteen Nights Sakuya suddenly realized that she had been wrong all along, that there were not no colors in the 'world', and all the colors in the world were the smiling boy in front of her.

And the same is true in Wang Hao's eyes.

So......

"Why not?"

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I am Zuo Mohui, I never expected that the protagonist of my people left the group.

First of all, thank you Yakumo Luo for the tip.

Secondly, I would like to talk about the feelings after writing this chapter.

I used to hear other authors say that the plot was out of control, the characters made their own choices, and similar situations, at the time, I always thought it was very strange, to put it mildly, the author is God in his own book, the kind that is truly omniscient and omnipotent, how can there be a situation where the characters rebel against the author?

To this day, Wang Hao is like a wild horse with a broken anus, breaking the reins in my hands, and the plot of Lao Tzu is scattered.

In the original setting, Wang Yu, the unlucky single, was beaten from beginning to end, and the real 10,000-year-old singleton was also.

But now...... Clams.

Forget it, I don't care about people who are destined to die.

The plot direction I originally chose was not like this at all, but when writing this chapter, Wang Hao made his own choice for some reason, which was completely different from my thoughts.

You're cool, I still have to wipe your ass. What about Flandorous?What about Remilia?What about frigidity?╯‵□′)╯(┻━┻!!

Well, frigidity and lack of emotion are two different things, so I won't change the concept.

But how to say it, although it is very troublesome, it disrupts my plot deployment, and a lot of things have to be reorganized in the future, but ...... I am happy.

It's a pleasure indeed.

Just like the words that ran leisurely in front of Wang Xu at the end of the three days and two nights of shouting and catching ghosts, he ran leisurely to Wang Xu and said, "I originally thought that your joys, sorrows, and sorrows, everything you have are in my hands, and they are all given to you by me, but now I understand that it is not because of me, but because of you." It was your will to make such a choice that was communicated to me, and that is why I asked you to make such a choice. ”

The original words don't seem to be like this, but the general meaning is not much worse, so it should be regarded as Zuo Mohui's version.

I was very happy when I wrote it, really happy, as if the boy with long black hair leaned out of the air, pointed at me with his white gloves, showed his fangs and smiled and said, 'Hey, my mind is my own, don't be too arrogant.' 'Same.

But after writing it, I was a little melancholy, and I didn't know why at first, but then I had a moment.

The character "Wang Hui" was directly applied to my template at the beginning, and it can be said that it is completely a copy of me.

But with the gradual increase in the number of events experienced and the gradual expansion of the contact population, the differences between him and me, the original, have become bigger and bigger, until now, "Wang Hao" and "Zuo Mohui" have completely become two completely different individuals, and they are no longer implicated.

In this chapter, Wang Yu confronts the past, leaves the past behind, gets rid of the shadow of the past, and eliminates the irritability and guilt that there is no reason in the past. But I am the "past" he left behind, the shadow called "Zuo Mohui".

It's like two identical mice, one of them seizes the opportunity to eat the swallow and grows wings and goes straight to the sun, and the other always prostrates on the ground, looking up at the individual who was once no different from him, and is ecstatic about it.

If there is another one that I can be so happy with, I will also feel a little warm.

It's very subtle, today is December 5, 2014, and my lunar birthday is the fifth day of the first lunar month.

A day with the same number as in the solar and lunar calendars seems to symbolize a new life.

Goodbye then, Wang. You've graduated, congratulations.

And also......

Happy birthday.

Dream weaver, Zuo Mohui

2014.12.5

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