Jin Miaomiao said strangely: "Heh, interesting, you pulled me to the end together, can you still call it my 'consummation'?" ”

Song Wei leaned close to the tip of her nose and said softly, "Isn't it perfect for the two of us to live and die together?" ”

Jin Miaomiao pushed his face away: "Who wants to live and die with you!" ”

Song Wei laughed in a low voice.

Jin Miaomiao brushed her thoughts, turned her head, looked at Song Wei Zhengse, and said, "Xiao Yijie and I ...... There is a deep past, things between us are more complicated, he has given me a lot of help, and he has also sacrificed his life for me. To be honest, he is very important in my heart. You should have found out today that he is a special person, right? ”

Song Wei nodded: "The fools can see it." ”

Jin Miaomiao ignored his teasing and continued: "Although I don't know what the principle is now, my previous relationship with him doesn't seem to be just this life. ”

Song only had a question mark on his face: "In this life?" Are you talking about the world of the 'world'? ”

Jin Miaomiao: "Yes." The world of man, the world of reincarnation. Speaking of which, I haven't figured out what the principle is, and I thought I'd study it with him when I'm done with these things, but now ......."

Song Wei: "Now that the two of you have fallen out, you can't ask if you want to." ”

Jin Miaomiao pursed her lips and continued the topic just now: "In that 'previous life', I once developed with Xiao Yijie to the point of talking about marriage. ”

Song Wei: "It has developed to the point of talking about marriage, which means that it did not work out in the end." ”

Jin Miaomiao was gloomy: "Something bad happened, and due to some external pressure, it really didn't work out in the end." ”

Song Wei: "It's also a matter of that life, and it has nothing to do with you now." ”

His statement actually coincides with the world of treasure books.

Jin Miaomiao: "People's hearts are made of flesh, and I am not a robot, those memories are like my own, they are alive in my brain, how can I say that they have nothing to do with me?" ”

Song Wei: "You memorized the storyline in the book, are you related to the characters in this one?" ”

Jin Miaomiao: "This is different, one is someone else's story, the other is my own story, and it has my own face." ”

Song Wei: "Are you an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years?" As Jin Miaomiao, what have you personally experienced? Just because you look the same face proves that it's you? ”

Jin Miaomiao: "That's not ......"

Song Wei: "It's over, you are you, she is her, and just because you have her memory doesn't mean you're her." Don't put so many shackles on yourself, just ask yourself, if he and I have to die, who will you save? ”

Jin Miaomiao: "You're enough!" How do I answer this question? I'm not going to save anyone, okay? Didn't you say that we all will perish? Let's go together! I stay alone beautiful! ”

Song Wei laughed out loud: "You poisonous woman! ”

Jin Miaomiao: "Thank you for the compliment!" ”

Song Wei knew that no matter how he fought with Jin Miaomiao today, he would not be able to get the answer he wanted, so he pulled Jin Miaomiao's hair and said, "Let's go, there are still a bunch of things to deal with when I go back." ”

Jin Miaomiao held the back of her head with both hands and said loudly: "Are you a child?" Why are you still pulling people's hair! ”

Song Wei pulled his hand again: "I'll pull it, if you don't leave, I'll pull it!" ”

As he spoke, he made a grimace at Jin Miaomiao, and then ran out.

Jin Miaomiao chased after him in a rage: "Song Wei, you stop!" ”

I don't know why, it was originally a heart-to-heart confession, but in the end, you chased me after two naïve ghosts.

——

After Xiao Yijie left the Song Clan's realm, he returned to the apartment he used to live in with Jin Miaomiao.

The doors of the two rooms are facing each other, just like him and her now, facing each other, but they can never meet.

Xiao Shi had basically restored the power, and at this time, the video doorbell at the door of Jin Miaomiao's room detected someone and lit up, and the blue light of the screen shone on his pale face, like a ghost.

Her door was still recording his pupil pattern, and with a click, the lock opened, and he walked in.

The room was empty.

All of her belongings had been moved to Yongchun Garden that time, and it was also a door-to-door room with him.

But Xiao Yijie felt that this was the place that really belonged to them.

Once, they ate together, slept together, raised cats together, and complained about all kinds of gossip in the company together.

Once, he wanted the days to go on like that until they grew old together.

When did things start to become what they are today?

Is that damn Spider-Man showing up?

Or go on a business trip to the Tuoba's?

Xiao Yijie was lying on the floor of the empty living room, looking at the spatial teleportation system above his head in a daze.

The devices that I made like a fool now look like a joke.

Xiao Yijie raised his hand and swiped in the air, and the teleportation system stabbed out with a spark.

A short-lived spark fell to the ground and disappeared.

He paddled again, and another spark.

After a few consecutive blows, the teleportation system began to stab and spur sparks in succession.

He raised his hand, and instead of letting the sparks fall, he left them suspended in the air.

A little bit of brilliance, like the bright starry sky seen in Jin Miaomiao's treasure book world that night.

The fire alarm outside the door roared wildly, and the fire extinguishing sprinklers in the room began to sprinkle water.

The rain-like splash of water extinguished the spark that Xiao Yijie controlled in the air, and the starry sky disappeared, replaced by an endless rainy night.

Xiao Yijie didn't dodge, he lay on the ground on his back with his eyes closed, and let the torrent of water keep hitting him, as if this could wash away the love and hate in his heart and the memories in his mind.

Maybe it's because he has overdrawn too much strength today, or maybe it's because the water column above his head is too strong, Xiao Yijie feels top-heavy and weak.

He didn't struggle, he just closed his eyes, and let the dizziness devour his body and soul little by little, sucking him into the endless abyss.

In the fog, all kinds of scenes from the past are replayed like movies.

The people around her are Jin Miaomiao for a while, Kong Qingqiu for a while, and the simple peasant woman named Qin Wan for a while.

He tried his best to hug them, but eventually they all dissipated from his fingers like quicksand.

Xiao Yijie looked at everything shattered in front of him, and finally understood that he couldn't grasp anything......

"Miao Miao, you're free. From now on, whether you live or die is no longer relevant to me. ”

"Qingqiu, we missed it after all. It seems that no matter how hard I try, I can't keep you, and it seems that no matter how hard we try, we will end up separating. ”

"Evening, I owe you, I can pay it back......"