"I said sorry to... Elizabeth... because..." Lucian spoke intermittently, "Because I just stood by and watched, so if I apologize to her, I don't owe her anything, but I only have to..."
“I will never apologize… ah.” Lucian said desperately, making a sound like sobbing, “Anyway, I already owe you so much, and if I owe you a little more… we will never be even…”
Because he didn't want to settle the account between him and Wade.
The two of them have been entangled in this life for a long time, and it has always been a mess that can never be settled. In this case, I might as well owe him a little more.
It can never be repaid, it can never be settled, even if there is no love there is hatred. Even hatred is an extremely strong emotion.
He didn't understand what it was like to love someone, but he wanted to win Wade's affection.
"I hate it."
“Hmm…!”
"I hate you, Lucian."
"… ah."
"I really hate it."
He heard Wade burying his head in his shoulder, talking again and again. Finally, he heard Wade say, "Are you lying to me again, Lucian?"
"… I don't."
"Do you love me, Lucian? Do you love me? Do you know what love is?" Wade said, "If you love me, why did you lie to me? From the beginning to the end, you treated me as a target for capture in your little world..."
"... Really? I owe you again..." Lucian said, "You still love me..."
Lucian couldn't finish his words because Wade blocked his mouth.
"I don't want to listen to you anymore."
Listening to him speak again, his heart couldn't help but soften, but he couldn't help but let him notice and trample on him wantonly.
"You sound better when you cry." Wade said coldly, "Since you don't plan to apologize, just cry more for me to hear - I won't let you go until you are completely broken."
He leaned down even more carefully.
…
That night, Wade didn't let Lucian go until he fell into a deep sleep. Lucian's palms were scratched by his own nails, and he looked very pitiful.
Lucian fell asleep, so he could finally treat his wounds.
Wade .
"I want you to always remember that you owe me, Lucian." Wade brushed Lucian's tear-soaked eyelashes with his fingers. "You brought this upon yourself."
Lucian fell into a deep sleep and was unable to reply to him.
He exposed Lucian's beautiful body under the quilt. He knew that at this time, the thing called "system" could not see the two of them. That thing was called "privacy mode" by Lucian.
So at this moment, he could finally lower his head and kiss Lucian, who was unable to see or sense him due to his coma.
What if Lucian was a woman? He thought, if Lucian was a woman, maybe she would have been pregnant with his child a long time ago.
Wade didn't like children, but at least this way, they could have more of a bond than Lucian had said.
owe.
Just owed.
"Have a good rest, Lucian. Keep owing me what you owe me. You will always owe me what you owe me." He whispered, "Our days are very good."
—I want you to pay me back for my whole life.
He .
But when Wade saw the look in Lucian's eyes when he said he owed him, he felt extremely painful in his heart.
…
Lucian woke up groggily from his bed.
The curtains were drawn in the room. He felt pain in his abdomen and his voice was hoarse.
He was not wearing complete clothes. Wade seemed to have mastered the skill of automatically turning on the system's privacy mode, so that he was always blocked and disconnected from the system.
All of this happened because of the coercion that day. On the second day after that, Lucian was pressed to the head of the bed by Wade. Wade wanted to strip him of his system.
Who would have thought that Wade actually found a way to separate the system from the soul.
"It won't hurt, Lucian." Wade said hoarsely, his eyes full of abnormal emotions. "It will be fine soon. As long as you remove the system, everything you lost will be written off."
But Lucian didn't want that. That kind of writing off the wound was like covering up the old one with a new one.
So he began to struggle, and in the struggle, their intertwined spirits fought each other, and Lucian was caught off guard and entered Wade's spiritual world.
It was a scene he had never seen before.
Vader's spiritual world was filled with large tracts of dark scorched earth, as if it had experienced a devastating blow and burning. In the distance was the memory hall that Lucian had seen, but it was already protected by an iron wall.
And in that scorched earth, there was only darkness and burnt earth.
No flowers.
There are no wine-red flowers.
Lucian withdrew from Vader's mental world. He was gnashing his teeth and leaning helplessly against the headboard. Vader seemed to be completely enraged by him. He pressed him down and performed a new operation, but no longer mentioned stripping the system.
He just said to Lucian: "Only at this time does the system not exist, right?"
Lucian could only whisper in the end: "This is all you need now, right?"
He couldn't control his body's emotions when he said this. Maybe it was because of his feelings, or maybe it was because of something else, but now no matter how Wade treated him, his body would become soft.
Even though he had just seen it, there was nothing, no flowers...
Vader's spiritual world.
Vader left only after he passed out. Only later did he adopt this new method to keep Lucian's system away from him.
Lucian stared at the ceiling until the sound of the door opening was heard again.
It's Vader.
Wade sat beside his bed. In the past few days, Lucian always crawled towards him from the bed, letting him pull him to lie on his legs and do something else for him. But today he didn't do that.
He just curled up in bed and looked at him.
"… Come on." Wade said.
Lucian didn't move. He opened his wine-red eyes and looked into Wade's eyes.
Wade began to feel anxious again, and vaguely uneasy.
"Let's talk, Vader," he heard Lucian say softly.
"What?" Vader said finally.
“… You’re going to lock me up here for the rest of my life and make me your canary.” Lucian said, “Because I owe you, right?”
"… "
Wade stopped talking. Lucian whispered again, "Wade, you don't know that there are many fast travelers like me in the control center. I am number five, and there are many more besides me."
"They are all like me, looking for a world to conquer others with false emotions. And those who are conquered are just like me." Lucian said slowly, "It turns out that I shouldn't have come to this world. In other words, it turns out that I am not the one who should conquer you."
Vader clenched his fingers.
"Many people use love, gratitude, or guilt as their strategy, instead of hatred. If they had met me, maybe I would have been better." Lucian said slowly, "But who made me meet you? But actually..."
"There are many travelers like me. They all have beautiful appearances, like roses, and they understand me better than I do. They don't want to accumulate hatred for me, and their strategy for conquering me is to make me regard them as my white moonlight. But this strategy is very simple, and everyone can do it. It is such an ordinary rule. Even if the person who comes is not me, but another person, he or she, it will be fine, and I will be fine..."
"You must be joking." Wade sneered, but his nails had already dug into his palms. He began to panic. Lucian's words made him smell the smell of uneasiness. "I think you are going crazy. How is it possible? I think everyone is the same as me..."
“…Yes.” Lucian said, “I am the only one who is so mean to you. But, there are so many good people in this world. They are all very good to you.”
"… "
Wade opened Lucian's memory again. He only saw part of Lucian's memory this time, and was beaten out by Lucian. But Lucian's reaction now made him panic.
He could only say: "Don't say so much, these are what should be returned to me. So-called good people? Other time travelers? They are not just false..."
"I owe you, Wade." Lucian said suddenly, "I still don't apologize, I don't regret it. If I have to do it again, I will do it again."
"… "
"You've always hated me so much because of something. Maybe I could have done a few insignificant things to make you happier. But I owe you too much." Lucian looked at him with beautiful eyes. "So tracing back to the source, I think the first time you hated me was because I wanted to kill you - I made you die in the land of the dead, right?"
"..." Wade said, "What on earth are you doing?"
Lucian suddenly smiled.
"I stole a little something from the palace. You know I like to do bad things. As long as you can capture my soul, you can still let me live and continue to hate me, right?" Lucian said, "In this case, I will give you a little bit more."
The one with wide eyes became Vader.
He watched Lucian take out a dagger from under his pillow. Lucian held the dagger against his chest with a calm expression. He looked at Wade and said, "I saw your spiritual world... Wade, if that's the case, I won't continue to torture you. I'll kill you once, and I'll give you back a little..."
"Don't you dare!!"
The man who had a cold face just now suddenly became furious. A dark flame ignited on his body, and his pupils suddenly went out of control. His fingers twitched, and his eyes were bloodshot as he said, "Don't you dare... Number Five, I won't allow you..."
"I'll die once, and you'll revive me, erase my memory, and the accounts between us will be written off. If you don't revive me... that's fine." Lucian said softly, "Look at you, you're so tired, Wade."
"No..." Wade said almost out of control, "I won't let you die!! I tell you, you can only die in my hands. If you dare to die, I will make you live a life worse than death..."
The memory of the temple reappeared. Lucian committed suicide in front of him. He was powerless to do anything…
He held Lucian's body and walked down the long corridor, blood flowing...
Vader's face twisted, and all his muscles began to twitch. Intense panic swept over him. He forgot all his spells for a moment and reached out to grab the dagger.
Lucian smiled, and before Wade could snatch it away, he stabbed the dagger into his own heart!
This time, there was no system to relieve his pain. Lucian closed his eyes, because the intense pain was coming.
He died here.
But the pain in my chest was just a slight pain at the beginning.
Lucian opened his eyes. He reached out in surprise and pulled the dagger out of his chest.
There was no wound. The moment the knife left his chest, it healed.
Like a miracle.
"… "
A painful groan came from the other side of the bed. Lucian looked up and saw the furious young man covering his chest.
Blood flowed out from between his fingers, and in an instant his hands were covered. Wade's expression was a little dazed at first, and he was a little panicked that Lucian was going to die.
“What the hell…?” Lucian moved his lips and heard himself say.
Wade bit his lip and glared at Lucian. Veins bulged from his hands as he supported himself on the bed and tried to get up from the bed...
Then turn around...
And stumbled away.