No one knows what Liu Mengchao is thinking in his heart now, and even Liu Mengchao is doubting whether he still has the ability to think. He didn't know if such a scene would actually appear in front of him, and he even suspected that everything in front of him was a nightmare.

"If it's a nightmare, why can't you wake up? If it's really not a nightmare, why are you still holding on? ”

Chu Zhi's voice rang in Liu Mengchao's ears again. He has exactly the same appearance as Liu Mengchao, and has the same cold = heart as Liu Mengchao, no, if you just compare a person's soft heart, Chu Zhi is undoubtedly the best of these two.

He used to have no feelings, so he just killed people.

Now that he has feelings again, he is able to kill more calmly.

Kill everyone Liu Mengchao cares about.

"Who's next? Liu Mengchao, are you interested in guessing? Will I kill the inflamed and burning-eyed Shana, or Masako Poison Island, or Mikasa with a red scarf around her neck? ”

Of the three of them, who will be next? Who is going to take the next step, the path that will stop the heart?

"Liu Mengchao, you can come and die alone, why do you have so much baggage? Since they are all following you, you should naturally be mentally prepared, so why are you so sad now? ”

Chu Zhi asked Liu Mengchao in confusion, but every word pierced into Liu Mengchao's heart like a sharp sword. His body was trembling, trembling in despair and fear, and Liu Mengchao tried to open his mouth, trying to make some mournful sounds from his mouth, but was washed away by the tears that flowed from his eyes.

Liu Mengchao couldn't say anything, he couldn't beg for mercy, because he knew that it was all useless. He can't throw in the towel, because he's lost now. He couldn't give up. Because he now has nothing.

"Will there be some nostalgia for experiencing such a scene again, Liu Mengchao?"

Chu Zhi turned his head and stared at the pair of dark black eyes that were exactly the same as his own.

Liu Mengchao didn't know what to say, his eyes had already been nailed to the thin piece of white paper in Chu Zhi's hand. He was already able to see and see Chu Zhi write down the name of the second person.

"The name is short, just two words." Chu Zhi lowered his head slightly, as if in thought, "You can guess the name I wrote." Is it Xana, or Mikasa? ”

Who is it...... Who will be the next to die?

Liu Mengchao didn't know that he had already felt that his heart was beginning to be paralyzed, and he was about to stop beating in the next second. How much restraint can a person's soul bear, and how much weight can it bear. Even though Liu Mengchao has always felt that he will not hesitate to destroy the world for the people he loves, but now......

"The world is not yet destroyed, but the people you love have died one after another in front of you. It's cruel, isn't it? ”

The expression on Chu Zhi's face was so solemn and so intoxicating. He seemed to be reciting the truth. But it seemed to be mocking everything Liu Mengchao had done.

"You don't want to save the world, but the people you want to save have become the world."

Chu Zhi's voice had not yet dissipated in Liu Mengchao's ears, and someone had already slowly fallen down in front of Liu Mengchao. She is a strong woman, even at times like these. She is also alone. She was already used to being alone, growing up alone, living alone, enjoying the sunshine alone. Alone looking at the world, and then dying alone.

"I'm ready...... Isn't it? ”

The girl's red eyes gradually returned to their original color, and the long bright and fiery red hair seemed to be gradually burning out. Slowly disappearing.

Xana, the scorching crusader. This is the second name to be written in the Death Notebook.

"I know the names of each and every one of them, but I don't know what each of them looks like. This is the reason why I let you come here all the way to victory, I believe that by this place, you already know everything, isn't it, Liu Mengchao? ”

Chu Zhi told the truth with a smile.

Liu Mengchao turned a deaf ear to everything in his ears. All he could see was the quiet shade of a tree, and it was a summer morning.

The sun is not excessively bright, and the temperature is not frighteningly hot. The maiden, dressed in a beautiful sky-blue uniform, sat on the cyan steps, and the sunlight came from behind her, casting a thin shadow in front of her. The shadow shone on the girl's silhouette, and a small pineapple bag was held in the girl's hand.

At this moment, another shadow was cast in front of the girl, covering her figure. She looked up a little puzzled, she didn't know how many times she had experienced such a person's morning.

But......

It was the first time someone stood behind him, the first time someone looked at him silently, smiling. It's a wonderful feeling, like the wind blowing in early summer, making people's cheeks slightly hot, but also wonderfully cool.

The girl turned her head and smiled at the corner of her mouth stained with pineapple buns.

"Do you want to eat?"

The girl finally saw a long-lost person, a person she didn't know how long she had been waiting. Her voice was so soft and weak, yet so full of pride.

The visitor didn't answer, just smiled and nodded, leaned down, and touched his lips lightly on her forehead.

As a result, the heart no longer beats, and the slightly closed eyes no longer beat brightly.

Xana was just having the most wonderful dream, and this dream was so soft, like the moonlight at night, light as a veil and as faint as a cicada's wings.

Isn't summer the time when cicadas chirp?

"It seems that Xia Na died peacefully, it was really beyond my expectations, don't you say, Liu Mengchao?"

Rubbing salt on a wound could not have been easier, just hang the man in the middle of his mouth, cut bottomless wounds on his soul with a knife called the Memory Carving, and then look at the blood flowing sideways, and smile and deepen it.

Liu Mengchao knows 10,000 ways to salt wounds, and he also knows the pain that each method can bring to people. Ordinary normal people, as long as they are faced with such a scene, should have passed out silently. Even if he hadn't passed out in a coma, the whole person's spirit should have completely collapsed at this moment.

But Liu Mengchao didn't, his eyes full of tears still sparkled. This is not a ray of hope, but a tribute to despair.

Liu Mengchao fell into deep despair, as if he had fallen into an endless abyss. But he still did not fall, he knew that all this was far from reaching the lowest level of darkness, not reaching the lowest point of hell. If he's unconscious now, if he's completely insane now, then ......

"Then how boring everything will become. Of course I won't forgive them, and I certainly won't let them see you one last time before they die. This is my gift and my curse. You have to endure the pain of loss to be able to prove the joy you have received. ”

Chu Zhi's tone seemed to finally be high at this moment. This high tone is so cold, as if the heat of the whole world has been completely dissipated, leaving only absolute coldness.

"The more a man wants, the greater the sin he bears. The more a person wants to have, the more he loses. Gain and loss are always just for you to taste the joy of getting first, and then let you bear the pain of losing everything. Chu Zhi's hand slowly rested on Liu Mengchao's shoulder, but his gaze had already looked in a farther direction, "You human beings call the process in this life, then, Liu Mengchao, keep your eyes open and look at it, this is the journey that you must go through in life." ”

The third name was slowly written down with the white piece of paper floating in front of Liu Mengchao.

Words, meticulously written.

The heart is really broken. (To be continued......)