"You give up, you throw in the towel. ”

The familiar voice was a little hazy, like someone rumbling in the deep sea.

"We're more than halfway to the January deadline, but you're throwing in the towel. ”

A familiar face appeared in front of Boro's eyes, and the two of them were in the middle of a desert.

The blazing sun overhead blinded, spitting life-destroying fire into the ground below.

"You throw in the towel?"

Ku Yue just stood in front of Boro, without the slightest smug or disappointed look on his face.

The calm face seemed to be staring at an ordinary stone on the side of the road.

"Didn't I find you?" Bouro naturally remembered the agreement between himself and him. But at that time, Ku Yue committed suicide in front of his eyes, and Bouro thought it was just a boring farce.

"You found me?" Bitter Yue began to laugh because of this, and did not see him make any move, but in the blink of an eye, the scorching sun desert where Boro was located dissipated, and was replaced by a cold snow-capped mountain.

This is where Boro once arrived when he escaped from the capital.

"Do you think you found me?" Balta smiled as he walked over to Boro's side, only to raise his arm and everything around him changed again.

This time it was a high city in the middle of isolation and wilderness, and a fierce storm was approaching in the distance.

Boro was in the city, but now he was outside the city, and the old man next to him grabbed him by the shoulder.

It's still a familiar face, Song Lao.

"Boy, you don't want to die!"

The ferocious Winter Ghost arrived in an instant, and the storm was mixed with trees and boulders, and if you looked closely, you could see several flying figures in it.

"What you see is what you want to see, not me. Bitter joy appeared again, this time in front of Boro with a distorted face, and it was impossible to tell whose practice it was.

Because this face is a patchwork, A's eyes, B's nose, C's mouth, D's eyebrows......

The facial features give people a presence that can almost be said to be terrifying.

"What the hell are you going to do? Am I not dead!"

"You haven't finished this game with me, how can you die. ”

Everything around them began to change slowly, only this time, everything around them was swallowed up by the void darkness that emerged from all directions.

The endless darkness gradually engulfed everything, and the sun hanging in the sky desperately bloomed a brighter white light, but in the end it was still difficult to escape the end of being eaten.

Obviously, everything has been swallowed up by this empty darkness, and there is no light from the outside world, the sun has been swallowed up, and what light can illuminate the world.

"If you're here to admit that you've lost this game and you want to quit, I can help you explain the pain of it all. ”

Bitter Joy didn't appear, but Boro was able to see himself in this pure black space.

At this moment, the light of the world has disappeared, but he himself is still illuminating himself.

"You, do you want to throw in the towel?"

A holy white rose seeped through nothingness, as if squeezed out of a dry bore.

Bit by bit of white light, like a lotion, gathered together.

"White God!" Boro's eyes widened in surprise, but then he shook his head sensibly in denial of what he saw.

"You're not a white god, you're pretending to be bitter joy!"

Although I don't know how Ku Yue did it, judging from all the changes just now, it seems that he has this special ability.

"Fake? So it's up to you to find the real thing?"

The white god in front of him poked out white branches towards Boro, and everything had a real touch.

And the white god in front of him also made Boro feel the existence of divine breath.

But reason kept telling him that this was not the real white god

"You must know that the so-called truth is only recognized by people, and once the false can be recognized by people, then he will be given a mask of truth by the outside world.

Although he has no inner foundation, when people think that he has a meaning for his existence, it becomes a proof that he can exist and be alive. ”

Shirakami's rhizome touched Boro's shoulder, then slowly retracted.

There wasn't a single ripple around, and Boro opened his eyes suddenly.

In front of him was a child looking at him with wide eyes.

"He's awake. ”

The boy excitedly shouted to his friends around him, "He's awake." ”

"Awake?" a group of adults seemed very happy to hear the news, and hurriedly rushed over to Borodon Lasi to ask.

"Did it hurt anything?"

"Was it attacked by the Horned People?"

"Are you hungry?"

A series of questions immediately made Bourro a little confused.

"This is ......"

Boro looked at the group in front of him in amazement.

"It's bad, my brain is so bad that I can't even remember my own home. An uncle sighed. "Poor, poor old lady Bao is alone, the only living relatives are stupid. ”

"Grandma?" Of course Boro was not stupid, he was a little surprised, this is the village where he grew up!

I haven't been back since I left, "I don't know if I can't go back, right?"

"Second uncle, third uncle, seventh aunt......" Boro called to the people in front of him.

"Law isn't stupid, he still remembers us. ”

"Thank goodness, thank goodness. ”

"What's wrong with me?" Bourro began to lose his senses

"You foolish boy, since you were a child, you have followed the devil since you heard the nonsense of that crazy woman.

If Ke Ke hadn't found you by the mountains and lakes, you wouldn't have been eaten by those horned people. ”

"I fainted?" Bouro wondered, was it a dream?

It's fake!

"Hurry up and go back and say hello to your grandma and report that she is safe! The old man's body can't bear such a big blow. ”

"Grandma?" Boro had indeed been concerned about the old man all along, and he left without asking for her permission, and he didn't know what was going on with her.

Although he knew that this was a fake, and everything was fake, Boro was willing to believe that it was true, because he really wanted to see the old man when he was about to die.

The only remaining relative in this place.

Back in the village, follow the familiar path.

Everything is so real, and the orange and yellow domestic cats on the beams of the house are playing lazily.

The old man was sitting outside the porch, staring into the distance, as she did every day.

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