Yan Wan pressed his heart in a daze, this is a very strange feeling.

It's as if another person's many emotions have been imposed on him, those nostalgia and reluctance, those love and love, those belief and dependence.

Her memories and experiences are superimposed on her without any obstacles.

It's as if that was my own experience.

But Yan Wan knew that it was not him.

It is impossible for people to step into the same river twice, and the experience and state of mind are different, even if they are the same person, the past and the present are different, so that they are not the same person.

In the illusion, she is more like a perfect self.

Those who are unswervingly convincing and dependent can say: "Yan Wan, what should I do?"

This kind of her is the best that Yan Wan can imagine, the best self when she grows up.

But that is not the possibility of his own future, but the past that he has abandoned himself.

And......

The past self divides her into two people, representing half of the past left in the illusion, and representing the present half becoming herself.

Yan Wan gently touched the tears flowing on his face, and his heart was sore like lemonade soaked in lemonade with the skin.

There is a bitterness in the sourness.

This is what the "she" of the past left in her heart.

In the last section of the illusion, Yan Wan completely lost the initiative and was replaced by the "she" in the past.

Looking at the half of the body that made me feel empathy and was about to break my heart, I greeted death with an extremely calm and even gladly accepting attitude.

It's not a good feeling.

"She" ...... How painful it must be.

And what happened to her, "she" felt that it was a lucky and joyful thing to sacrifice by herself.

So what kind of predicament does the unswerving, resolute, and reliable self encounter to be so desperate.

Are you forced to be separated from the people you love the most?

Can't stand the loneliness of being the only one left?

Can't stand the end of surviving alone?

will be desperate and unbearable to cut themselves apart, bury the past, and bury the memories.

“…… Roselle, you're there, right? ”

"Come out."

There was a wet and slightly cool feeling on his fingertips, and when Yan Wan put down his hand, he calmly looked at the silver boy who appeared in mid-air with a messy face.

After experiencing that environment, it was easy for her to guess who was setting it all up.

The "she" of the past, the pure white son born of blood and soul, is called the spiritual scepter of Roselle.

"Master."

He hesitated for a moment, and finally called the most familiar one.

"You know, tell me everything about the past."

The silver-haired and blue-eyed boy was like an immaculate angel, and his gaze as he gazed at Yan Wan changed from infinite to extremely human pity for a moment.

But it is not to the Son of Man on earth, but to the Lord in whom he believes.

Mercy of transgression.

"As long as you want." He said obediently.

"In the beginning, when the owner was an ordinary girl."

"There is a whimsical fanatic who has succeeded in attracting their attention according to the magic array in the old book, and has also exposed the earth."

"The ignorant and unconscious humans ushered in their first coming, and thus began a long confrontation."

"Because of an omission in a patrol, Sothhegra landed in the master's city."

"It was an extremely tragic massacre that could only be called a one-sided massacre, but the master and Zhuang Lianqing destroyed the sacrifice together, and each irrigated the blood of the evil god clone."

"No one knows how that was done, but there is no doubt that the last feat of that was called was the completion of the God Butcher with a weak human body."

"Me and ......" The complicated feeling in his heart made Yan Wan pause for a moment, and then said the name: "Zhuang Lianqing?"

"Yes, though it was a tragic victory, the loss of a long-term friend and the owner of the house was only a companion to snuggle in, and because of the irrigated blood."

"Since then, I have froze in the appearance of that young man who has not grown up, and since then I have been accompanied by the regular whispering of despair and madness."

"Therefore, although the master is strong, it is difficult to be trusted and promoted."

"But the master was not discouraged, step by step to the same as the deputy director of the inspection envoy, at this time, the task of Huaizhong City came, as long as this task is completed, the master will be officially promoted to the director of the security bureau after returning."

"But something happened on this mission."

“…… What happened? ”

As soon as the words came out, Yan Wan found that his voice was trembling, with an unassuming cry.

What happened to that strong, undiscouraged "she"?

That's what makes "her" so desperate.

Of course, I lost everything again.

She had already guessed.

"Traitors with ulterior motives blended into the team, deliberately delayed time, backstabbed Xiaoxiao, who was weakened by the use of the Mirror of a Thousand Waters, and blocked it at a critical moment."

"The Mirror of a Thousand Waters was saved, but Xiang Qian died, and Xiaoxiao was also taken away, and then, the sacrifice successfully summoned Soshegra, unlike the last time, this time it was a normal process."

"It's also an evil god clone of normal strength."

"Despair came, the master led the others to try to break through, fought bloody battles and suffered heavy losses, but to no avail."

"At the last minute."

"Zhuang Lianqing gave up his humanity, he killed Soshegra, but he also became Soshegra."

"The master completed the task, but only the task."

"The team members who trust their master, and at the moment before they die, they still want to cover the master's departure, and there is no one left to die."

"The taken away Xiaoxiao became an enemy when she met her master again, and she was sealed and her humanity was trained into a weapon."

"Zhuang Lianqing has become the son of heaven, the incarnation of Soshegra, and has also become an enemy."

Yan Wan's face was empty, as if he was listening to other people's fantasies.

I see.

The girl who had lost everything had lost everything again.

She lost the ability to speak.

Only clear tears flowed.

Unlike those pear blossoms crying with rain, she is now like a child standing on the street looking for her relatives, she can't even speak, with an unconscious cuteness.

"Don't cry." He touched the girl's face with his fingers, and said with a coaxing voice, "I'm not done yet."

"At the end of the destruction of the world, Zhuang Lianqing, who has become Sothhegra, still maintains a certain self."

"Sent his lover to another world."

"So, master."

"Do you want to save him?"

If it was the previous owner, he would definitely know that Zhuang Lianqing had completely become Soshegra, which was an irretrievable truth.

But after learning the relationship between the guest who could not be driven away and the host, he feared that he would be abandoned again.

Even with false deception.

Please stay, don't go with him.