After a period of psychotherapy, Purple Hitomi was discharged from the hospital and returned to her old middle school. She had no way of knowing the identity www.biquge.info of the girl she saw that day, and the doctor who knew about it didn't reveal anything to her in order not to get her irritated again. For a long time, she was half-asleep and half-awake.

Those who knew her thought she was frightened by the sight of the corpse, but no one knew what she had been through. Little did she know that the psychotherapy she received while recuperating in the hospital would change the course of her life. She is a firm believer in becoming a psychotherapist. She began to study psychology diligently, and finally got out of the world in her heart and adapted to this very real and somewhat false world.

She put all her thoughts into psychology, she didn't know why she fell in love with this subject, maybe it was just that compassion at work, she wanted to save the poor people who were haunted, tormented, and distressed by the demons in her heart. After graduating from high school, she went to O University to study psychology, and after graduation, she successfully found a job - she became a veritable psychological counselor.

Her life seems to be going well, but her career success has not carried her away, she is famous for her psychological attainments, but she only wants to help more people in dire straits, she is no longer the violent girl she is spurned for, but she does not like to be embraced by others. When she was alone in the middle of the night, she tossed and turned over a question that she would need to answer for the rest of her life—the old man was gone, and it was a question that could only be answered by herself—would the world be okay?

She is no longer the demon slayer who is destined to save the world, and she can only use her limited life to do something meaningful and valuable. But her ability alone is limited after all.

This hypocritical and realistic world is like a cage, and even if you become an astronaut and fly out of Earth and escape into space, you can't break free from this shackle. What she can do is to rescue those who have fallen into the quagmire of the world, at least not to let them sink deeper and deeper, but she doesn't have the courage to shout loudly - for fear of waking up the lucky ones who are sleeping in a happy dream...... Several times, she said to her patients, "If you have a dream, do it—if it's a beautiful dream, don't wake up again!" and herself, wandering, hesitating, hesitating, hesitating, hesitating...... The reality is already very cruel, and the dream is even more cruel, there is no nightmare, but there is no Xinqi.

She walked alone on the bustling streets, wondering if she would suddenly return to the place called "Reverse World", maybe ...... She looked up at the sky, sometimes it was raining, and she thought that maybe after a heavy rain, the sky would be washed green. - She never had a single rain from the ground to the sky. She has cured many patients, but she is the only one who needs to be treated for a lifetime - forgetting.

She couldn't help but want to escape, but where was the life she really wanted? Maybe it was just that in that conference room, they sat around that tea table, and then everyone drank tea together, even if they didn't say a word, she was satisfied...... In reality, the only thing she can feel comfortable with other psychology researchers is talking around the table and exchanging experiences, but every time after such conversations, she is extremely empty.

She goes to buy a calendar every year. And then page by page. 24 months never appeared in the calendar, and when she returned, there was no escape.

Flipping through the pages of the calendar, she has been a counselor for decades. With all her might, she has no regrets.

Youth finally slipped away and disappeared, and the girl, the young lady, and the lady who still had charm could not be found again, and some were just old women in their last years.

She retired and moved into an ordinary apartment - alone.

But she was not alone, and she was often visited by friends and patients she had cured, and she spent her old age in conversation with them.

On this day, her "younger brother" came to visit her. This man, who could match her brother and sister, once thought about committing suicide, but because of her enlightenment, he lived optimistically. He was always grateful to her, but she didn't ask for anything in return, so he often came to see her, chatted with her, and brought her some happiness.

"Sister!" he was bearded, but he was like a hairy boy when he shouted this.

"Heh......" she laughed, her laughter was very stiff, "Come on, and bring something, it's so polite!"

"Where, I bought the dishes, and your good brother will cook for you personally, and we will eat them together at lunch!

"Without further ado, I'm hungry!" she said, though she was old, but she still ran into the kitchen to prepare lunch.

At noon, the dishes of every household are fragrant, but only the food on her table is not happy.

He scooped a piece of fish into her bowl and said, "Come, eat some fish." ”

"Hmm. You eat too!"

"Sister...... I'll tell you something!"

"Say, what can't the two brothers say?"

"I—I'm getting married!"

"That's good, didn't you mention that little red to me before? She's really good!"

"Yes, it's her! But the most important thing to thank is you, thanks to you! Without you, there would be no me today! My happiness is all from you!"

"Yo, I'm embarrassed to say that. You're also in your prime, and it's time to start a family. ”

"Sister, I can't bear you. I'm afraid that I will forget about you in the future when I am busy with my family and career. I don't understand, all these years, ......" He suddenly didn't want to say it again, for fear of breaking her heart.

"All these years...... What's wrong?" she put down her chopsticks and looked at him earnestly.

"Why don't you find a companion? I feel sorry when I look at you alone!"

"Didn't I tell you that I'm strong enough to be good on my own?"

"I know the real reason, but I can't figure it out...... If my sister doesn't want to say it, we won't talk about it. Come, try this mapo tofu!"

Purple Hitomi remembered her past, there had been many people attracted by her talent, and there were several earth-shattering courtships, but she rejected them for various reasons. For what? It's just three words - can't put it down.

"I forgot all the people and things I loved the most on the other side of time, so I tried to forget time, but I couldn't stop it from passing those beautiful and hateful memories farther and farther away, and I couldn't find them again. She swallowed a few more mouthfuls of food, lost her appetite, waved her hand and slowly stood up.

He didn't ask anything more, he stopped throwing glasses, and he couldn't eat anymore.

They talked about the recent current events again, and Zitong said hatefully: "Will this world be okay?" He comforted him a few words, and then couldn't say any more. She is in this world, and her heart seems to be in another world. He knew that no matter how comforting words he spoke, it would be so insignificant in front of a master who was well versed in psychology, and he just wanted to spend more time with her so that she could live a more comfortable life. Although the world may not be safe, he only wishes her happiness......

Time passed quietly, and he also had to go back to prepare for the wedding, which was to say goodbye to her. Watching him leave, she closed the door.

Alone. She lay quietly in her rocking chair. She is a person who has more past than the future, and she just wants to be like this, reminiscing about the past, when a shallow smile appears on her quiet face - she is so happy.

Memories were reckless, and her thoughts returned to that cultivation realm. If she could do it all over again, she would rather enter that cultivation realm again, no matter how hard she was, how tired she was, how many injuries she suffered, she just wanted to open the door and see the distant but familiar faces of a few of them.

Door...... She has encountered many doors in her life, should they be opened or closed, is it reality, or is it a dream...... Is it opportunity, wealth, status, power? she doesn't want it.

All she wanted was peace.

The merciless carving knife of time has drawn deep wrinkles on her face, time has stained her green silk white, and she looks at herself in the mirror and realizes that she is old. Really, old.

Death had always followed her, and she could see her end as soon as she turned around. She still runs, and she doesn't dare to let go, because all the pain, sickness, fatigue, and old age are chasing her, and as soon as she stops, she sinks.

It's autumn now, and the wind blows from time to time. She looked out the window at the tree whose name she didn't know it was - it was evergreen all year round, except this autumn, when it lost its leaves. She lay lonely in her rocking chair, whispering about the years. In the midst of the falling leaves, she understood the true meaning of life - nothing is unswerving. A mediocre life will always come to an end.

As she lay dying, her heart told her that one day, she would return to that place called the Reverse World. But she suddenly realized that her heart was half empty. That half is called "Ling Junyi......

Because of the rotation of the earth, the sun will also run, and even if you can catch up with the footsteps of the sun, time will still pass after all. In the evening, two women who had just bought groceries chattered on their way home.

"I heard that there is an old man living upstairs in you, called ...... It's called 'Purple Pupil', right?"

"Yes, I heard that she is still a psychiatrist!"

"Her eyes are purple, and I haven't seen them before, is it true?

"I rarely see her come down and walk around when she moves in, and I don't see her much together. But nowadays, young people, if they wear any kind of eyes, their eyes will become colorful! Even if her eyes are purple, there is no need to make a fuss. ”

"She's supposed to be a nice person, right?"

"There are a lot of good people in this world, and she is just one of them. However, I noticed that people often visit her house, and she is also a talented person, and she has the ability to do this!"

……

The image in my memory does not seem to have grown old—the grass is withered, the sky is dark. The rain was pouring down, and there was a rustling sound in the grass. A girl waits in the rain for the sky to clear. At this moment, two evil men walked past her......

She still remembers the day she left, and they said, "We're going to miss you." "She hadn't forgotten, and would they really miss her?

She looked at the calendar hanging on the wall—it was so blurry. She couldn't remember the years, because it was too honest, it wouldn't lie, it told her truthfully how long it had been since she had been back to that place—she couldn't go back.

The rocking chair was getting slower, the breathing was getting weaker, and the heartbeat that had lost its elasticity was about to stop. Her eyes were cloudy, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes hid the tears, just as time hid the memories of growing old. "If that's the end, I'd rather do it all over again......" The poor man, who lives in her own fantasies and memories, finally gives up the struggle to survive in reality, her eyes closed deeply, her hands hanging limply. The tears in the corners of his eyes slipped silently down his ravine-wide cheeks—all in peace.

It's dark.

In the night, I couldn't tell whether it was blue or green, but I saw two lone stars nestled next to each other - a platinum star and a broken moon. Isn't this the night sky she's concerned about......?

"Purple Pupil, if you can't go back one day, I'll take you back!" she never heard the words. Perhaps no one will remember that there was a world called the Reverse World.

"Sand, sand......" The evening breeze gently blows the residual leaves on the trees, making a clear sound. In the wind, a voice was faintly heard singing:

[Later, you are all gone.] It turns out that you are just my fantasy auditory hallucination, and you don't exist in the first place...... When the years begin to grow old and the world is about to collapse, who will join me in enjoying the finale of this feast? 】

The rush in which she left

She said she wouldn't panic

Just a fleeting heartache

Everything in the world has become hazy

Hollow, dim pupils

It's not a dream

The man in the mirror sheds tears

Can you pretend not to know each other and walk by indifferently?

Who else is there in the end, accompany me to sigh the beauty of the prosperous world

Wiping away his tears, he smiled a little hypocritically

She was still looking forward to it and her heart was broken, watching the years and months get haggard day by day

Who else will accompany me in the end, waiting for my triumphant return

Drunk alone at midnight, the sorrow of waiting for eternity

All fairy tales sleep and wake up at sunrise

……

That glance was all over the city

At that moment, the heart was hollowed out

The years are lost between the fingers

Can't catch up with the flow of black and white time and space

The cold-eyed mockery behind it

Only to be touched by memories before turning around

Blood and wounds snuggled

I just want the stars to accompany the moon to guard the vast night sky

Who else is there in the end, accompany me to sigh the beauty of the prosperous world

Dreams will also be shattered, when will the one who left return

She had imagined that one day I would fall like a shooting star

Who else will accompany me in the end, waiting for my triumphant return

The night is receding, and hands are stained with filth

Will the fantasy fortress of the dream be destroyed at dawn......

In the end, who else will laugh with me in the prosperous world

Living like a puppet is not decadent

The oath she had not understood was crumbling in her heart with the thought

In the end, who else will accompany me and wait for a lifetime without regrets

Pick a rose and turn it into tears

But the dream has come to naught, and I think it's just the end......

Let go of the obsession, the nightmare of the soul that you can't let go.

。。 ﹃

。。 now

。。 after

I, no

Think, again

Only, afraid

Yes、Day

Harm, Ming

Fear......

Clear......

Awake......

In the wind, a thin piece of paper is flying, and the words on the paper are clear: 24 months.

Act 1: Against the World [To be ...... Not continued. 】