[After watching Avengers IV, it lasts for three hours, and it takes a lot of space to portray how each character feels in the face of the word 'loss'. Because of 'loss', I know the preciousness in my hands, and I have the strength to fight for it. - Respect, all those who know how to cherish. 】

The long night, the ultimate silence is scorching.

In the Sangxia room on the second floor of Runlu, the golden blade that sensed Su'er's Nightmare Breaking Rune was suspended above the bed. The golden light became more and more dim, and Fu Su stood quietly beside the bed, feeling anxious to the top, and his heart began to become restless.

"I" The sleeping man in the bed suddenly spoke, Fu Su was startled, and before he could get close to Sang Xia, he heard two other words, "It's me." ”

"What?" Fusu looked at Sang Xia, who was still with his eyes closed, in surprise and surprise, and before he had time to think about whether this was a whisper in a dream or something else, he received a signal from Su'er.

The faint signal that was about to lose connection lit up in vain, Fusu quickly raised his hand and stretched forward, a bright golden light penetrated into the dim golden leaf, he raised his hand to grab one of the green lights and lifted it up, and with a 'bang', Su'er fell on the floor behind Fusu.

After picking up Su'er, Fusu turned around and looked at the person who was still sleeping on the bed, and in an instant, the two went to Meng Yi's room.

"What's wrong?" Before Fusu could ask, Qiao Ziye anxiously bounced up from his chair and rushed to Su'er's side.

"It's fine. Su'er panted and waved her hand, signaling that she was okay.

"Did you find it?" Fusu asked softly after probing Su'er's soul.

Nodding, Su'er licked her dry lips, Meng Yi handed over a glass of water in time, and only after drinking it all did she really calm down.

"It's weird. Su'er was helped to sit on the chair by the stars, and Qiao Ziye stared at her nervously from the side.

"There is no entrance to the Dead's Enchantment. Su Er picked the most important thing and said first, "This is a real dream, and I didn't find anything wrong with the nightmare trick when I traveled around the country." But that's also the worst part. It wasn't Sanxia's dream, it was, it was another Sanxia's dream. ”

"Another Sansha ?!!," the three of them exclaimed in unison.

"Doppelganger?!" Fusu guessed.

"It should be. At first, I only heard voices, but later..."Su'er also guessed this, and breathed a sigh of relief and told everything she saw and heard in the dream.

"That person looks the same as Sang Xia, and his voice is the same, but his tone and expression are completely different. After finishing the general speech, Su'er added another sentence at the end.

"Is it a split personality?" Qiao Ziye didn't watch less reports and dramas like this, and naturally thought of the current fashionable saying.

Fusu looked at Meng Yi, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and said, "True", just these two words, and walked out of the room while speaking, and his footsteps stopped and were very heavy.

Su Er and Qiao Ziye looked blankly at Meng Yi, who pressed one hand on the desk next to the chair and lowered his head. There was only one floor lamp in the room, and the dim light could not see the expression on his face, only a long sigh could be heard.

"Brother Meng" Su'er didn't know why, but felt that the indoor air pressure was extremely low, and he didn't dare to speak loudly, so he asked softly, "What exactly is a doppelganger?

Meng Yi waved his hand, leaned sideways on the side of the case, "The two doppelgangers, the soul is divided into two, half of it is presented in front of people, it is the Sangxia we saw, and half is hidden inside. ”

"Well, this... That's probably not a bad thing. Su'er said noncommittally.

Meng Yi looked at the brightness under the floor lamp, but his eyes were dark, and he shook his head mechanically, "He..."

After hesitating for a moment, Meng Yi said in a hoarse voice, "The two doppelgangers are divided into two, and one day they will invade each other and swallow each other and merge into one. ”

"Then, don't you have to worry about it, on the contrary, it will merge anyway, yes, what is there to worry about. That being said, Midnight knew in his heart that it wasn't that simple.

Seeing Fusu walking into Sangxia's room in despair, and then looking at Meng Yi with a bitter expression, Su'er and Midnight glanced at each other, and their hearts chuckled.

Meng Yi pressed his hands on the desk and the green tendons protruded, and he was indescribably depressed, "The spirit, blending, it will no longer be Sang Xia, she will lose all her memories, just like a newborn baby." The best outcome is a change in temperament, and the worst ......"

Su Er and Qiao Ziye gasped together, "What will happen at worst?"

"Completely unconscious, like dementia, life, like death. Meng Yi closed his eyes and lifted his head in pain, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.

Her lips trembled, and Su'er shook her head in disbelief, "But... No, Brother Meng, Fusu's spiritual power is strong, he has a way, he must be able to..."

"What can be?" Meng Yi raised his hand, and the door closed lightly, "When he fell asleep in the woodland, do you think he was disappointed in this world? No, he was disappointed in himself. He is not God, never has been. ”

"Midnight, you have been by his side for so many years, haven't you understood him?"

Meng Yi lowered his head, Qiao Ziye wrinkled his eyebrows and glanced at him and lowered his head.

At that time, everyone in the world thought that he would inherit the first emperor and become the lord of Qiangqin. There is no shortage of martial arts, and he is a natural king. With the world in his heart, he has a grand plan for the future of the Great Qin Empire. However, the enthusiasm for ruling the world was finally sprinkled on the vast land of Shangjun.

After being reborn, Fusu has mysterious spiritual power and the immortal body that the first emperor's father dreamed of. But everything was lost. His country and home are gone, his brothers and sisters are gone, and the morning light, which he regarded as a treasure, has long since died tragically under the stones.

The revenge of the year cannot be avenged, and the old people of the year cannot be found.

The only thing you have is the unfamiliar and majestic energy in your body. To exist must have the value of existence, and Fusu turned this gift of God into a driving force for saving the world.

At the end of the day, it was still his ambition in his previous life. He has walked in the world for more than 1,000 years, experienced wars, swords and swords, and seen the vicissitudes of life, joys and sorrows. Eventually, he found that even if he possessed supreme power, he couldn't change anything at all.

Eternal life suffers. Fusu suffered for so many years, and returned to the woodland to sleep in frustration...

Fusu in the Qin period was born for the dynasty and lived for the world, and after being reborn, Fusu ran for the common people, playing the role of a 'god' who rescued the suffering and the needy. When have you ever lived for yourself?

It wasn't until he met his rainbow girl in Chashan that the deep emotions in his heart really found support, and he finally faced himself and found the direction to live for himself.

The ambitions of the year were all in vain. The people who wanted to guard it back then, none of them did not. Now...

Night, once again plunged into the boundless silence.

In the quiet room, where only the sound of breathing could be heard, there was a lamp on. Fusu sat on the sofa chair, his right hand against his buzzing head and looked at the sleeping man on the bed.

For some reason, he remembered that distant border pass, that night more than 2,000 years ago.

Just past dusk, there are no lights in the world, and the vast Shangjun border guard, the craftsmen stop their hard work for the day.

There is no moon, and the wild geese fly alone, spreading their wings overhead.

Fusu looked up at the elegant and clear posture in the sky, touched the pouch on his waist, and sniffed in front of his nose with a lingering fragrance in his hand.

Meng Tian walked from behind and saluted him with a smile, "Childe, Princess Chenxi sent someone to send the first gift of the year." In half a year, the son of Qinghe Yue will be able to return to Xianyang, and the little princess will be seen at that time. ”

Untied his armor, Fu Su stretched out his arms, and straightened his shoulders easily, "Meng Tian, Qingheyue, you go back with me, I haven't seen the morning light for a long time, and you haven't seen your family for many years." ”

Meng Tian on the side was stunned, patted the heavy armor on his chest and scratched his head, and in the vast and empty dark night, two hearty and expansive laughter sounded.

...... Meng Tian, Dawn, have you ever hated me?......

The picture in his mind gradually faded, and after a long silence, Fusu got up from the sofa and quietly walked to the bedside, looking at the sleeping Sangxia.

I can't go to your dreams, what about your heart? If one day, will you still remember me? If you know, we will eventually go to strange places, and you will hate me for not telling you the truth at this time...... Is there nothing you can do about hating me?

Fusu stood beside the bed like a stone statue for a long time, and no one bothered him.