Chapter 130: I'm Sorry, I Love You

"Everything is fake, right?" Yamato looked at Jiqi, his ink-colored pupils as hollow as a dry well. "It's all your first play, right? None of them are true. ”

"Yes, none of them are true." Jiqi looked at her and nodded vigorously in reply, her thin body showing stubbornness in the light.

"So you were prepared to deceive me in the first place, didn't you?" Yamato stood up and gradually approached, his delicate face gradually becoming cold, like a re-condensed iceberg, revealing a chill. "Everything you say is a last resort to leave me, isn't it?" She spoke the last few words slowly and forcefully, as if every word was cold.

"Big ...... Yamato? Jiqi frowned and looked at the girl with a cold expression in front of him uncertainly, because he could no longer see the gentleness of the past in the pupils of the other party's eyes, only the condensed killing intent.

"Yamato?" The girl grinned, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Jiqi's fragile neck hard. "You don't deserve to call me that, Admiral."

"You...... You're not Yamato," the strength on his neck grew stronger, making it difficult for Jiqi to breathe gradually, and he looked at the other party's mocking and contemptuous eyes, and knew that standing in front of him was not the gentle Yamato, but another person. "You...... Who the hell is it? ”

"I am Yamato," the girl replied with a smile on her face. The slender fingers on her palm began to tighten and exert force, and a crazy look appeared on her delicate face. She leaned over and whispered in Jiqi's ear, her voice revealing substantial killing intent. "I am indeed Yamato, the deep-sea inhabitant Yamato in your mouth, the other side of this fool girl, I don't think we have already met once on the first day? Although the time is short, I think I should impress you. ”

Day one? Day one? Jiqi weakly wrenched the other party's gradually closing fingers, reminiscing wildly in his mind. Yes, that look is exactly the same as it is now.

He finally remembered the anomaly of that night, and she mercilessly knocked her carefully prepared meal to the ground, and wanted to kill herself as much as she did now. He finally understood now why after that, Yamato looked like he didn't know anything. Because it wasn't her at all, it was another person inside her - Deep Sea Habitat.

Yamato? Yamato? He should have thought that the other party was originally the ship girl with the strongest firepower, but because of his fall, he became the notorious deep-sea perch.

"Yo yo yo, how do you think I should deal with this hidden danger of you?" She stretched out her fingers and ran a little bit over Jiqi's cheeks, which were beginning to flush from lack of oxygen, and grinned a playful smile. "After all, you are the first existence to make that foolish girl move, and you are also the admiral who made her gradually become a ship, if the agreement between you is a little longer, I think her deep-sea side will slowly disappear. Speaking of which, I have to thank you for letting me show up, otherwise she could really be your wedding ship as you said, a complete ship girl. ”

"So according to what you say, just ...... As long as you kill me, Yamato will be ...... forever Can't wake up, huh. Jiqi looked at her and said intermittently.

He was now starting to feel the suffocating sensation of lack of oxygen. His vision was blurring, and the lights above him were dimming and flickering, and it seemed that it would not be long before he would fall into the bottomless abyss and die completely.

"Poor Admiral, you're right, if you kill you, Yamato will never exist, and there will always be only the name of Deep Sea Qiji." She laughed wildly and clenched the long knife that had been drawn from the sheath in her hand, and the blade as clear as clear water flashed with a fatal chill. "Oh, yes." She raised an eyebrow, as if she had thought of something. "Do you know how much Admiral's blood is stained with this sword that is equipped as a Yamato ship? Surely you don't know, a whole thousand! "A thousand admirals have died by her sword, and you are the thousandth and only one of them today that I have remembered your name." It is a great pleasure to pray, Admiral. ”

As if after finishing the eulogy of the dying man, the deep sea Qi Ji Zesheng slowly raised the blade with a compassionate smile. The slightly curved blade approached little by little, and the diagonal tip of the blade reached Jiqi's chest, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, and seemed to tremble slightly from the violent heartbeat.

He looked at the girl in front of him and smiled bitterly, his inky eyes revealing the sadness of the last fallen leaves.

"Yamato, you know what?" He smiled and spoke, his tone as heavy as his last words. "Actually, every word I said with you is true, and it is also true when I say that I want you to be my wedding ship, I didn't lie to you, and I didn't lie."

"Do you think it's still useful for you to talk this nonsense now? I'm not the fool who believes in love, but the merciless depths of the sea! Deep Sea Qiji gritted her teeth and stabbed hard, and the sharp tip of the knife easily passed through the fragile chest, and directly inserted into the beating heart, causing the beating heart to slowly stagnate.

In an instant, it was like a falling maple leaf, and blood dripped down the blade like water, slowly soaking the black kimono on his chest.

"Yamato," Jiqi opened his bloodless lips and looked affectionately at the indifferent girl in front of him, the blood gushing up his open mouth, dripping and soaking the hand that was holding his neck. "I ...... Those lies are just hopeful...... You can forget my ...... because ......"

"Shut up! I told you to shut up! The deep-sea dwelling ship roared angrily, and the power in its hands increased sharply.

She didn't want to hear anything the other party said now, because every word he said made her feel extremely anxious and uneasy, as if only by completely getting rid of the nasty ghost in front of her would that fool Yamato completely disappear from her body.

The deep sea does not need love, and the deceptive things like love are the excuses of the weak. She gritted her teeth and said fiercely in her heart, the strength in her hand gradually increased, with determination and no hesitation.

"Ahemβ€”β€”!" Jiqi instantly spat out the blood in his mouth, and his throat was stuck so that he couldn't say any words, and could only barely utter vague syllables. He smirked and raised his pale hand, slowly climbed up to the other party's hideous face, leaned forward little by little along the long knife in his chest, and his bloody lips gradually approached the other.

Yamato, I lied to you, I really can't ignore the truest emotions in my own heart. But you can't hear these words anymore, it may be my love, she came too late, if there is still a chance, I just want to say to you - I love you, Yamato.

Ji Qi forcibly endured the sharp pain of piercing through his body with a long knife, reluctantly opened his hand, hugged the monster girl in front of him who only had the deep sea side left, and kissed her closed cherry lips hard with his bloody mouth, just like Yamato, who kissed him at that time, clumsy and hard. Oozing blood covered her lips and slid down the corners of her mouth.

Yamato, I'm sorry. Yamato, I, love you. Ji Qi said vigorously in his heart, and every word carried an incomparably heavy weight.

With trembling and weak hands, he slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes, and those gentle eyes gradually became hollow like dead leaves, losing the flowing water waves, leaving only a dull darkness.

In the end, Jiqi still failed to defeat death, and fell weakly into Yamato's arms, and the fiery heart that once beat for her also came to the end of her life. All that remained was the feeble coldness, unable to make the same powerful tremors as before, and the rest was silent darkness.

The second more, thank you for your support, this is written in advance, because there is an exam today and tomorrow, so I can't thank you one by one, sorry. It's still the same, begging to subscribe to collector's tickets.