"Don't make plans for yourself." He spoke, but the voice that spoke was not Him.

It's someone else.

It's other gods.

Tengong Chiya's voice became more emotional and interesting.

Qin Deng tilted his head slightly: "...... you?" ”

"Yes, of course it's this god, the merchant of the great Rainbow Market, the god of the ownerless thing tomorrow Gong Qianyi." Tiangong Qianyi smiled and gestured: "I am originally symbiotic with him, of course he is me, after the exchange, we are more tightly connected, there is no flaw." ”

Qin Deng also smiled, he looked at the god in front of him and remembered himself, it seemed to be not so long ago, it seemed to be a long time ago.

When he first entered Gensokyo, he was old and young, so he could only laugh, but in this smile, there was no bitterness or sadness, just pure joy.

"I opened myself up to Him, but we also made an equal deal." Heavenly bow Qianyi blinked.

"That must mean that you have to communicate with each other what you know." Qin Deng spread his hands in the ownerless space.

Tenbow Chiya said, "Of course, as my first believer—"

"The first! O believers! Tengong Qianya emphasized again: "Of course, the Rainbow Market, which allows the exchange of everything, will of course take your pain and buy it and sell it to others as a favored commodity. ”

"Have you noticed that you are a little happier now, and you no longer carry the pain heavily?" Chiyi only snapped his fingers one after another.

Qin Deng could feel that he was lucky again, when he was no longer disgusted with the luck he had, in other words, he embraced himself.

Her laughing voice was still there, but her body had already walked to Qin Deng's side and patted him on the shoulder: "As my wizard and my believer, God is very merciful, and God will never let believers be lonely." ”

But He said, "There are some things that need to be talked about again, but maybe not now." ”

And so, time began to flow again.

Qin Deng stood in place, looking at Tiangong Qianyi who had returned to the same place, with an illusory sense of unreality, until Qianyi secretly turned around and snapped his fingers at him, he finally showed a smile.

The secret of no longer being lonely has been found by him, but he doesn't want to accept and recognize, and only now does he want to accept it, to recognize this world that he thinks is an illusory existence, and to recognize this world that he thinks is comics, games, and novels.

He is now a person here, a creature of this world, and there is no need for him to be sad, to miss those things that no longer belong to him.

The answer has actually been found by him.

But it's still now.

And not in the past.

Qin Deng lowered his head and walked towards the bottom of the mountain of monsters, he was going to meet a monster.

That monster was rightly related to bad luck, just as he was somehow related to luck, and he clearly knew and recognized that she was an answer worthy of his memory, but until now, until now.

It wasn't until he was told by Tiangong Qianyi to stop making those messy plans for himself that he remembered it again.

Do you want to remember? Still is...... Don't dare to remember?

In any case, the things that need to be faced are to be faced.

He pushed open the door, which was full of chick dolls, but at the top of the room, there was a picture frame.

Inside the frame is a simple drawing paper, on which a simple human figure is drawn, and only the face is realistic on the whole body.

Partial drawing paper.

Qin Deng didn't knock on the door, he just walked into the house.

There is a monster living in the house, the weather is so good today, she stays in the house to bask in the sun, the gentle and soft sunlight, pieces of wisps fall on her body, dazzling warmth.

"Am I dead?" Qin Deng said with a smile.

"I don't know." The monster looked out the window, didn't look inside the room, didn't look at Qin Deng: "I don't know." ”

She repeated.

Qin Deng slowly approached her: "This painting is not good-looking, don't paint it again next time." ”

"I thought you wouldn't come back. Just like the human beings in the past, the lives that I killed, they will never come back. ”

"No kidding." Qin Deng pretended to be angry and said: "I am very lucky, very lucky, in the long years, in the future, I will be with you, the current time has not passed a few months!" If I die, doesn't that mean I'm a liar? ”

"You're a liar." She still didn't turn around.

"Don't deny yourself, don't dislike yourself, don't let yourself go down the path of destruction, of course I will always be with you, no matter who slanders you or hates you, I will always be by your side, I have crossed the ravines of the world, of course it can't be just for myself." Qin Deng smiled.

He stepped forward to hug the monster, her tears dripping down, wetting Qin Deng's arms, but she turned into a smile: "Hmm! ”

"But there's one more thing......"

"Huh?" Kagiyama Hina, confused.

"Next time, of course, you have to find a professional to paint, this painting is okay, but the body is not painted at all...... Qin Deng complained.

Jianshan Hinaru tapped him lightly: "... I'll try harder. ”

"Okay, you can study harder." Qin Deng secretly laughed and was knocked on the head three times by Jian Shan Hinata.

"Where have you been? I thought you really wouldn't come back. Kagiyama asked him suddenly.

Speaking of this, Qin Deng sighed and said, "After sending you away, I witnessed everything. ”

What do you see?

I saw it.

The world was on the verge of being ended, but someone saved it.

I saw the world survive in the end, and I saw everything rebuilt again.

I saw a lot of things.

Qin Deng smiled and said, "But because there is no you there, I came back." ”

"You're lying." Kagiyama nodded his head with a little seriousness: "Because there's one more thing you didn't say." ”

"It's a pity that you've become sharp......" Qin Deng said.

When it came to this matter, Qin Deng didn't want to say more, but he finally said it.

Hina Kagiyama couldn't do anything except sigh, she just took the origami in her hand and put it down again, and even the sunlight became colder.

Qin Deng became quiet, and he didn't say anything.

It's just that I finished telling that story of my own, which belongs only to my own story, and does not belong to anyone.

Resting on the glimmer of light streaming through the window, they looked at each other, and Kagiyama Hina might have wanted to say something comforting, but she couldn't.

Qin Deng may have wanted to find something else, but he didn't.

And so, time fell silent, silent, until the sun set.