In order to prevent someone from following her, Fang Chi made a big detour, and after being sure that it was completely safe, she calmly ate a simple meal before going to Xie Weishi's house.

When I arrived at his house, it was late and it was dark. She opened the door with the key that Xie Wei had given her before, and heard some strange sounds in the room urgently, as if she had knocked something down while walking, as if she was packing up something.

Xie Weishi didn't expect her to come back on the day of the trial.

He didn't come out to greet him. There were no lights on in the room, and it was dark. He said in the back room, "Coming back? ”

She let out an "um".

He asked again, "Have you eaten it?" ”

She said, "I've eaten it." ”

Fang Chi walked through the living room and saw him sitting behind the computer desk in the back room, the lights in the room were not turned on, and the screen of the Atom computer reflected his face - still calm as water, his eyebrows dark.

She asked, "Why don't you turn on the lights?" ”

He said: "When I'm alone, I don't turn on the lights. The lights were turned on and the room felt empty. ”

This habit is similar to hers. It's just that she doesn't turn on the light, because she feels that the darkness gives her a sense of security.

She walked straight to the bookcase to the side, illuminated it by the light of her phone's flashlight, and pulled out a medical textbook she had read before. When I opened it, it was densely packed with illegible handwriting. She turned the textbook upside down, and when she looked closely, she could barely make out it.

Really.

Really.

When I first met Guest, Guest carved words on the ground with a knife, and the carved words, from the perspective of her standing opposite, happened to be positive and smooth.

Every time she thought about it later, she wondered how anyone could write like this. If it is English, it may be better to write it in this "perverse" way, but the square characters of Chinese characters are not so easy to write.

She tried to write like this with a pen, but after a few strokes, she gave up.

It's hard to write, it's really hard to write.

Sure enough, Guest has practiced this kind of writing. Now Xie Weishi's textbooks are full of such notes that need to be read upside down.

She casually pulled out a few other books, and all the places in them that Xie Wei had written when he had written in this way.

She originally thought that the Guest carved like that was just convenient for her to see.

Now it seems that this may be a writing habit of Xie Weishi.

She didn't know why Xie Weishi was doing this. But she knew that there might not be a second person in the world who did that.

"What are you doing?" He asked in the room.

She was holding an advanced math book and replied, "Nothing." As she spoke, a photograph fell out of the page and landed at her feet.

She picked it up, followed the light of her phone, and the colors on the color pictures were a little unrealistic.

She'd seen it a thousand times. However, the feeling of holding it in your hand is not the same.

She could feel that this printed, somewhat faded color picture had been held in her hand a thousand times.

The field of vision is somewhat blurry.

She suddenly took a deep breath, put the picture away, put it behind her, and walked into Xie Weishi's room.

It was quiet in the room. All I could hear was the sound of him tapping on the keyboard from time to time. She knew that his peak hand speed was 242 when he was programmed, with an average of 124, and she knew that he had a normal heart rate of 67 and an average of 119 when he was excited. These rhythms had dispelled the noise in her head countless times and accompanied her to sleep. In the two weeks she had been away from him, she had the urge to run back to see him when she couldn't sleep at night, and it seemed that falling asleep with her ears close to his heart had become a habit that she could not quit.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

His hands finally fell off the keyboard and rested slowly on his knees. He was wearing a black shirt and a black jacket over his shoulders, as if he was hidden in the dark. He looked up at her, his eyes still like deer, clear and beautiful, with a serene tenderness.

There was a strange silence in him at the moment, like the palpitating calm in the eye of a hurricane.

"Do you know the outcome of today's trial?" She asked.

"Maandala saw the live stream."

"Have you ever thought about changing the law again?"

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes falling on the computer screen, and he was frozen. After a long time, he spoke:

"I said I wouldn't do it again. What's more—" he confessed, "no one can get into the holes I've patched, including myself." ”

He's not just talking about the Ministry of Justice, he's talking about Maandala.

"You're finally admitting."

"I've never denied it."

Fang Chi pursed his lips. Yes, he has never denied it, it is just her wishful thinking to escape this increasingly clear fact.

"When did you know I was Medusa."

"After you showed me the VR footage of Fox Hunt. I remember you have such a scar on your head. ”

"How did you feel at that time?"

"It's complicated."

"How complicated."

"When I went to Nerve Rose, I thought it would be nice if the ither was there. I can pierce his heart with a knife, which is a end for Long Zhen, a end for Sheng Yan, and even more for me. ”

Fang Chi's eyes heated. It turns out that in his world, Creeper is no longer Creeper,.. T, it's long gone, he's Xie Weishi. His world is real, brutal and blood-stained.

She still remembered the first time he watched the ice crack, and he shouted "dragon quake" in a low voice.

"And then." She asked through gritted teeth. This was the hardest part of her to face, and all the joy and enthusiasm of the time now seemed to be mixed with indescribable embarrassment.

"Then I went home. Ding Feifei called me, but I didn't expect you to come to me so soon. I didn't know I should face you like this, but when you pounced-"

He interrupted suddenly, Fang Chi stared at him tightly, his gaze was not on her, and his dark pupils were mixed with the pain of struggle. He said:

"I feel like you're mine."

A drop of translucent water fell. Falling silently on the white upper of her canvas, it quickly disappeared as if it had never appeared.

"Xie Weishi." She whispered, a slight choking in her throat, but she struggled to make her voice sound sound.

"I don't regret what I've done before, what I've said. I have trained in the nineteenth game, and in my drunken dreams, I can't tell the truth. But what I said was true. ”

"But now, I don't know." The hand behind her back came to the front and placed the picture of the Three Musketeers on the table. The light in the room was so dim, but she also seemed to see the three people in the photo smiling happily.

"Maybe I was born with my own mission, I shouldn't like Sheng Yan and like you. Now Sheng Yan must be unhappy. How am I going to meet him, and how are you going to meet him......" She suddenly became a little nervous, and her fingers trembled violently as she pressed the picture. Xie Weishi suddenly reached over and held her hand on the table, she suddenly seemed to be taken aback, trembled and withdrew her hand, and took a step back.

"Fang Chi!"

Xie Weishi shouted loudly, shocking her. He almost never called her name. The last time she was called was when she was leaving two weeks ago.

"If you like it, you like it, so why deny it?"

Hearing this, Fang Chi stepped back again and again, shook his head and muttered, "No, it's different." "How is she going to speak? Her drunken mantra that night was in Maandala, where Guest told her after watching the VR footage of Fox Hunt that Sheng Yan was not arrested for revealing her undercover identity. It was only then that the knot in her heart was untied, and she would accept Xie Wei completely that night.

She looked at him sadly, she loved him, but she knew that she had to let go of Sheng Yan completely, and this kind of love would be fair to him.

But after knowing that he was the Guest, she always felt that Sheng Yan's ghost was standing behind him. Now as long as she sees him, the past about the Three Musketeers and about Sheng Yan will come like a tide, drowning her. It turned out that she had always wanted to escape such a nightmare, but a larger net fell from the sky and bound her in it.

Her fingers touched the α inhibitor in the pocket of her clothes. At night, her state of mind began to become fragile. How she hated this medicine in the past, but she didn't expect it to become a lifesaver for her now.

Xie Weishi looked at her, and in the faint light, his gaze finally drooped, and he slowly spoke:

"So, break up, huh?"

Fang Chi had the feeling of being choked by the throat. Little by little, she put away her messy mind, making herself hard and cold.

Mother was right. The less you love, the easier it is to separate.

She placed the key on the table.

"Thank you." She said with her head down.

Thank you for loving me.

Thank you for taking me in.

He sat there quietly, as if he had melted into this ancient darkness, as if he had been sitting here for thousands of years.

Xie Weishi, Xie Weishi, she suddenly felt that this name was really good.

"I'm leaving." She said forcefully and coldly, turning and walking quickly out of the room. She walked so fast that her clothes brushed the bottle on the table in the living room outside and fell to the floor with a "thud".

The bottle was not broken, Fang Chi pressed the phone, and in the dim light, she saw that it was the empty bottle of mint sake that night she had drunk that night. Inside the bottle is a small, unknown white flower.

She still remembered that he had come back from shopping that day, and on the way he saw such a branch sticking out of the weeds, so he picked it back for her. The little white flower was still fresh now, but I don't know when he went out to pick another one and put it in a bottle for her to come back.

It was as if she had been stabbed in the heart, and it was so hot that blood seemed to flow out. She grabbed the bottle and the flower and took them out. She walked so fast, as if she was afraid that he would come out and catch up with her.

But he didn't come out after all.