"Rest in peace, that's because you have rebelled, you have the soul to become a god, you have the right to become a god, but you are also tormented by the memories of life, and you are constantly struggling"

Fumito Naoi walked towards Yuri: "So God has decided to come down, so let me give you rest."

"What do you want to do" Yuri struggled to get up, but the pain from all over her body made her not have the strength to do so.

"It's nothing, I just want you to be overborn" Naoi Literati half-knelt in front of Yuri, looking at Yuri condescendingly.

"Remember Asami Iwasawa, she lost her voice during her lifetime and was forced to give up her dream of singing, but her dream came true in this world, so she disappeared and was reborn"

The members of the battle line were a little dazed, wasn't Iwasawa killed by an angel, and in addition to obeying the angel to enjoy campus life, there were other conditions to leave this world.

Of course, she also saw the blank looks of everyone, and stared at Naoi Literati, if the front was disbanded because of this, she would definitely not forgive Naoi Literati.

"You don't know my life, how can you let me be superborn" Yuri looked at Naoi Bunto with some disdain.

God? Yuri didn't believe Naoi Literati's words, in her eyes, God should at least have the power of transcending ordinary people like Lin Feng, not like Naoi Literati, who had to use landmines to deal with ordinary people like them.

If Lin Feng said that he was a god, Yuri might still believe and question it, but as for the Naoi literati, Yuri smiled disdainfully.

"I've been preparing for such a long time, but I don't just have a little means to let you see my ability 'Hypnotism, close your eyes'" Naoi Fumito was not provoked by Yuri, his words were full of temptation, and at the same time, his eyes turned fiery red.

In a short time, you will be able to leave this world, rest assured, they will be with you soon, too.

"Shut up! Bastard! A sudden fist smashed Naoi literati away, Ziyou was still standing in place, with a black shawl with broken hair and an extremely feminine face, who else could Lin Feng have.

While he was sleeping, he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and even his sweet dreams began to crumble, and then he squinted his eyes and came out to see that everyone was covered in blood.

He didn't know why he was so angry, it stands to reason that he shouldn't be so angry, and when he saw that Fumito Naoi wanted to rewrite the ending of Yuri's life, his heart was buried with anger.

Lin Feng stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Naoi literati and shouted: "Our lives are all real, every bit is irreplaceable, it is the proof that we have lived, and it will accompany us forever, no matter what the final outcome is, it is our life, how ridiculous it is to change the ending and deceive ourselves."

You also have a miserable life, so give me a good time to cherish it and love it, you bastard.

You can be dissatisfied with the ending of this life, but you can't try to change him, and the ending that you can't change in this life, then try to change it in the next life.

As long as you are satisfied with the recognition of others, then I will recognize you, there is only one Naoi Bunto in the world, there is no second, and everyone's existence is unique"

In the end, you can't change it, and you're working hard in the next life.

"The host...... No matter how many times you are reincarnated, people will always be with you" Zi You opened her mouth, but no sound came out of it, and without Zi You noticing, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

My brother died......

We were born in a family of ceramic masters, my brother has emerged since he was a child and is known by the world, while I am just a person who is bored at home and playing, without the expectations of my parents and anyone, and living a meaningless life.

You're the one who died...... That's what the sky told me.

That's right, it was me who died, my brother and I were replaced, and the one who died became me, and in the name of healing, I began a cruel practice called rehabilitation training.

I have to endure my father's scolding every day, and my cultivation is very cruel, and I am too far from my brother, but I have been working hard to make my life more meaningful, and I will never let myself go back to the days when I played alone.

I finally won the award at the exhibition, but for my brother, it was a completely bad achievement.

My father said to me, "Are you crying, yes, it was impossible at that time, don't disgrace me, really, what kind of result is this"

Great, I continued to practice with my strict father, and then became the world's number one ceramicist.

The father was bedridden, it is said that there is no possibility of recovery, there is no ability to turn the turntable, let alone teach me to make ceramics, even reprimanded me can't do it, and he will show me a gentle smile when he feeds him, the meaning of my life, these hands can't inherit the workshop, and they can't stand on their own, my life is to take care of him for the rest of my life, God!

It's you who died......

Yes, it was indeed me who died, and since then, it has always been my brother who has been working hard, and there is only my brother here, only my father and my brother, my life is false, and I don't exist anywhere.

"Your life is real, you didn't die, it has always been your brother who died, you just lived as an elder brother, in essence you are still Naoi Bunto, it has always been, it is he who died"

"Then will you approve of me, such a me"

"Of course, what I approve of is Naoi Fumito, isn't it you in front of me?"

When I was a child, I was picking persimmons on the tree with my brother, and my father watched from below: "I picked it, I won" and I fell down in excitement.

"Really, it's just an astringent persimmon, happy to be like this" My father turned around and left, but he turned around and gave me a smile halfway through: "The literati actually have a good hand."

What I want to hear most is when people approve of me.

The rain stopped, the moon began to disappear, the sun began to rise in the east, and Fumito Naoi was lying on the ground with a satisfied smile on his face, and finally heard a word of approval for me.

I've been playing the role of my brother all my life, and what I want most is to get a word from others that approve of me, not to recognize my brother, but to recognize me, Naoi Bunto.

A ridiculous and simple wish, but it has never been fulfilled in a lifetime.

"Lin Feng, I'm leaving, thank you, and I'm sorry to everyone" In front of everyone on the front, Naoi Bunto disappeared in place, satisfied, it was time to leave.

Disappeared like this, no angels, no interference from outside forces, just disappeared, you bastard disappeared for me.

"Bastard, come back to me, do you want to undo the damage caused to me with an apology, see if I don't chop you into countless pieces"

After seeing that Naoi Literati disappeared and the four ordinary students around him fell, Noda picked up the halberd beside him and shouted arrogantly.

"Poof, hahahaha"

"Giggles"

"Giggles"

The playground was filled with laughter.

Noda rubbed his head, wondering what they were crazy about, or if what happened when he said this.