Later, one day, Lu Mao finally met the noisy young man.

He was much more beautiful than she had imagined.

Pointed ears, slender skeleton, and almost transparent skin made him more and more endearing.

Lu Mao looked at the illusory figure on the unfolded page and felt that all this was a bit unreal.

She met the world she wrote.

"My name is Jia Lu. ”

The boy's pointed ears moved, grinning at her, revealing two pointed tiger teeth.

"Lu Mao. ”

She held out her hand towards Jialu.

The little one stretched out his thin little hand on her fingertips, and his smile was prettier than the peach blossoms in March.

Finally, I've seen you.

From the moment I became conscious, I knew of your existence and looked forward to meeting you.

You are my creator, but I have put you in my heart, and I can't even rip you out.

It seems that the turbulent years are going to go on like this.

The boy gradually changed from an illusory figure that could only appear between the pages of a book to an appearance that could stand beside Lu Mao.

Lu Mao seems to have acquiesced to the existence of Jialu, for Lu Mao, Jialu is not a friend, not a relative, and not a lover.

It's like a stranger, but it's much closer than a stranger.

It's not that Lu Mao can't understand Jialu's emotions, but she has never faced them, after all, Jialu is a world she created, how can a puppeteer fall in love with a puppet?

There has always been only a puppeteer who is attached to the puppeteer.

Maybe Jialu will treat Lu Mao as his life and his favorite, but Lu Mao has never put Jialu in the same position.

From the very beginning, they were not a peer.

Later, Jialu died.

Lu Mao thought that he would not be so sad, but his heart seemed to be ripped off, and it hurt hollowly.

It turned out that as early as in those years, she had quietly admired him, but she had never faced her own intentions, until he had completely disappeared between this world and the world, she was shocked that she had already penetrated into his bone marrow.

Such a deep love should have been remembered in the years a long time ago, but she discovered it too late.

The world is always like this, when you lose something and you can't get it back, you can find the value of it.

But for Lu Mao, everything is no longer so important.

Because she is also about to die.

Like Shen Xiao, she had already expected her end, she knew that she would die, and she knew who she would die at.

When she was chosen by that impermanent fate, she was already doomed to her future.

As she once said, she, like Shen Yuheng, is such a fateful person.

Fate gave her a miserable background, but forgot to give her a golden finger for counterattack.

Is it resentful?

How can you not complain?

How can you not hate?

But after resentment and hatred, everything still has to move forward with the trajectory of fate.

She also tried her best to resist like Shen Yuheng, but in the end, the result was only a deeper sinking, resisting, falling, continuing to resist, continuing to fall, like a never-ending reincarnation.

She was tired and tired, so she was willing to rise and fall in the whirlpool of fate.

She waited and waited among the tide of zombies, like dead wood waiting for the coming fire.

It's good to burn her whole body thoroughly.

Finally, the man she had been waiting for came to her.

Not the light that breaks through the clouds, nor the gods who lead her to the light, but the demons who lead her to the final hell.

Maybe I've been lonely for too long, so as long as I see someone, I can't wait to offer everything I have to her.

She drank the wine that Jia Lu brewed for her, told Shen Yuheng about the fragmented past, and told Shen Yuheng about the thorny life she had gone through in those years.

They are all ill-fated people, and they leave behind a string of blood marks.

Maybe this was their fate, and she couldn't escape it.

Later, Lu Mao died.

The dead are crisp and crisp, and the dead are innocent.

It's as crisp as the purest girl when she came, as innocent as she came.

"I haven't done anything good in my life. ”

"But he has never done a bad thing. ”

"I don't even know why I'm being treated the way I do. ”

"He was my biological father, but he beat me like an animal. ”

"I beat when I'm drunk, and I beat when I wake up. ”

"Maybe it's more terrifying to wake up. ”

"I was young, and I didn't know what he was doing, but then I did. ”

"I know it's called chaos. ”

"Maybe he doesn't want a daughter, just a tool to vent his desires. ”

"So then he died, as for whether he was stoned to death by the beam or what, who cares?"

"It's just an insignificant piece of waste, and maybe no one knows he's dead until now. ”

"I don't know why people can have such pure malice. ”

"I also swallowed my anger, and I also thought about calming things down and then living in peace with them. ”

"But I can't—no, they can't. ”

"They slandered me like crazy, no matter what kind of stigma they said to me. ”

"It was as if they were satisfied when they saw me fall into the mud. ”

"Maybe all they need is an outlet for negative emotions, and who cares if there is an emotion at this exit?"

"So they all died, and in the end none of them survived. ”

"I'm going to let them die crisply. ”

"You just weren't born at the right time. ”

The fairy-clad woman touched the top of the void soul's head, and her voice was ethereal.

"Born at the wrong time? No, just because I'm a human being. ”

The phantom hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly.

Perhaps the biggest mistake in her life was to be born as a human being.

"My name is Lu Mao, past, present, and the future of my death. ”

The phantom suddenly dissipated, and the woman threw herself into the air, and finally shook her head helplessly.

Although Lu Mao said that he had died a long time ago, he refused to disperse that wisp of obsession, and this wisp of obsession could not be dispersed for the rest of his life.

He will wander in that world for the rest of his life, like those souls who weep in the night.

"For your sake, let's live together. ”

The woman rubbed her eyes, feeling that her eyes were a little dry, and her voice gradually dissipated in the void, and finally even the woman's figure disappeared completely.

Dead?

No, none of them died, they just went back to their place.