open your mouth.
He asked: "Why were you disappointed when you found out that I love you?"
Yasha froze, her mouth opened slightly, as if surprised that he would ask this question. It's a pity that 329 knows her too well, he can see a hint of guilt under the surprise, what surprises Yasha is not this question, but "he still cares about this question". She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm not disappointed."
329 stared at her.
"I'm really not disappointed!" Yasha argued, "I'm just a little surprised... Your first impression of me is definitely not good, and everything I did to you has a lot of flaws. Thinking of you loving me."
This is true, at least part of the truth, and one of 329's doubts. Yasha is so dedicated to him, she can work hard for half her life, why can't she plan a better opening? She can fall from the sky like a savior, playing with the memoryless 329 in the palm of her hand. "Can you have sex with me" is never the best opening.
"I didn't expect to meet you for the first time on such an occasion." She said shyly, with a blush on her face, "But I can't help it, you are so close and so far away from me, how can I bear it?" Live? It, it's not a good start, I want a new start, I want to give you the best start."
329 suddenly shivered, and a chill crept up the back of his neck.
Yasha said: "I wanted us to meet again, and delete the suffering you suffered as an exile, together with my presumptuous interruption."
"The body is restored to its original state, but the memory is not remembered, and the simulated record is deleted, and no one else knows. What is the difference between this and nothing happened?"
329 understands.
Yasha's weird expression at that moment has meaning at this moment. She was surprised that he fell in love with her without permission, distressed that it didn't conform to the plan, and hesitated whether to delete his memory as planned, because this "archive" that had fallen in love with her made her reluctant to part with it. What a pity, what a waste, even if everything does not meet her ideals.
Before he realized it, 329 pushed away Yasha who was on him, and he even rolled and scrambled back, bumping into the headboard of the bed without stopping, as if there was some room to hide behind. His back was pressed against the wall, his stomach was cold, and his throat was gripped by great fear, making him want to scream but couldn't make a sound.
He thought he had nothing, and the worst thing was death, but ignorant commoners would never guess how the rich and powerful played games. They erased Eden, and Asha could erase 329—she had planned to erase 329, if she hadn't accidentally discovered his untimely love. What would happen now to another world where the accident never happened? Will 329 still exist? When Asha wins, when she wipes away the suffering of the past two years with love, there will be no more 329 in the world, and no Eden will be reborn...
What is left in this remnant body
Who will he be
No, no, no, no, no, he said, shaking his head frantically. Don't do this to me, you can kill me, you can lose me, but don't touch my brain again, he thought, and then he realized that even if Asha did use his brain, he would never know. When Asha tried to touch him, he slapped her hand away, screaming hysterically.
The queen-to-be opened her eyes wide, green pupils full of surprise and hurt, as if she didn't understand why the pet suddenly lost her temper with her. She opened her hands soothingly, knelt on the bed, and kept explaining and comforting.
She said, "I'm not going to hurt you! That didn't hurt at all, just two bad memories of these two years..."
She said: "I'm not going to delete anything important, just things that hurt you..."
She said: "I won't do it again, that was just the original plan, it's gone, you don't want me to never do it..."
She didn't understand anything at all.
"What about the next time you want to do this?" 329 asked. Yasha opened her mouth, wanting to say something, and 329 expected her meaningless promise, and he didn't want to hear it.
"What about the next time you feel that your performance is not perfect? What about the next time you feel that I am dissatisfied and want to treat me better?" He snapped, "Do you want to empty it out and start over again?"
Fiery anger grew out of fear, blue eyes met green eyes, no longer flinching, aggressive. 329 questioned, and Eden asked: "What do you think of me? A game? What is the difference between me and your simulator? Are you going to collect my data for each option? When you finish collecting, will there be no Do you need to keep me?"
"No!" Asha said in shock, "You are unique..."
"I'm unique." He laughed. "Do you see me as a human being? Or, in your eyes, human beings are just things that can be changed at will? You are no different from your father."
There is something surging in my heart, like the resurgence of Yu Xin, and the return of fireflies. Anger makes the blood boil and can bring the dead back to life. He will retreat and compromise, but if there is no way to retreat, he is willing to stand up and die. Asha was dumbfounded amidst the questioning, and Eden felt a burning pleasure, like a moth extinguishing a candle with his body.
"No..." Asha defended palely.
"Yeah," Eden said grimly. "You hate him for touching your stuff, but you never really objected to him. Your biggest pain is not getting what you want, and you don't know...you don't know us Most of the ants are afraid of being manipulated."
Yasha saw Eden's tears.
She saw tears and courage, she saw cruelty and anger, she saw how fear and despair burst into hot magma. Suddenly, Asha realized that the Commander's call to the top was not out of some romantic heroism, and those who responded were not beyond their limits. They are filled with courage out of fear, but they refuse to die in silence when there is no way back.
"No, I know!" Yasha argued, "I know! I just, I just..."
She knew what it was like to be manipulated, she knew how terrifying it was to be pampered, and it was this realization that woke her up from her sweet dreams. She climbed to the top for this, thinking that as long as she was at the helm, she didn't have to fear being betrayed or let down. It's just that she never thought about how the doted Eden, who is sober and understands what it is to be doted on, can not be afraid.
The girl's expression seemed to have been slapped, she was dumbfounded, and her green eyes were filled with tears. Eden couldn't tell if the tears were from urgency or remorse—could he have expected the latter? Facing such eyes, the anger was unsustainable, leaving only a deep sense of exhaustion and helplessness. Just like the feeling when we first met, the young alpha was not malicious, she swaggered and ran to the flowers on the mountain peak, not understanding the wailing of the weeds under her feet.
How do you make a god understand the suffering of mortals
"Will I remember tomorrow?" Eden said wearily. "Will I remember what I asked you?"
"Yes!" Yasha said anxiously, "I won't touch your memory, I swear..."
"I don't believe you," Eden said.
18. For the first time, Eden is hopeful
Eden keeps a diary.
The electronic diary in the watch can be read with one key, and can be cleared with one key, which is convenient and disturbing. Black and white words seem much more reliable. He writes non-stop every day, writing everything he remembers, turning the ink in the refill into densely packed writing on the pages of the book.
It's pointless, it's easy to empty electronic records, and it's not hard to throw a lighted match on paper. Eden uses the pen and paper provided by Asha, lives in Asha's room, and it is impossible to hide the diary somewhere. The virtual butler has taken care of every corner of the house, even if it intimately no longer shows up. Sometimes sudden rage would cause Eden to tear the pages of the book, break the holder of the pen, and slam the door into the bed. When he got up, the pen and paper would be placed on the table again, neat as new.
Eden wanted to carve something on his body, but if Asha wanted to, there was neither a secret place to hide nor a scar that could not be repaired. He lay in bed, thinking hard over and over again, as if repeating them in his head hard enough would make them stay.
"Eden," "329," "Asha," he thought.
He thinks: "I love her." "I'm afraid of her." "I still don't hate her."
Yes, at least for now, until now, he still can't hate Asha. In the past, Eden joined the Revolutionary Army. He must have thought about the risk of uprising and the cost of failure. That was his own choice. The commander of the revolutionary army and the daughter of the consul are naturally at odds. One wins and the other suffers, regardless of whether there is a classically tragic love story in it. Now that he knew everything, Eden didn't blame Asha. And if he hated the consul's daughter in the past, he didn't remember it either.
Thinking of this, Eden couldn't help but smile wryly. What a good way to delete the memory, even if he hates Yasha now, as long as she uses a high-tech operation, he will never hate again in the future. With such immediate results and such ease of use, what's to stop the rich and powerful from using it
The unexamined days passed like this.
Asha left in panic after that conversation and never came back. The virtual butler provides all the necessities of life, the range of activities in the house is enlarged, and many entertainment facilities have been added, such as gyms and libraries. The library was full of novels, and some research reports appeared soon, and they were placed in the most prominent place. Eden suspected that there was some special purpose in them. He didn't think he had anything worth pursuing, and he started reading the first day he found the research report.
At first, Eden couldn't understand anything. he