Xiao He experienced the real death again.
But luckily... it's not actually true.
Although the pain was 100%, but at the last moment, he finally woke up.
And when he woke up, everything was gone.
Xiao He opened his eyes. At that moment, his thoughts were a little bit disconnected, but he soon regained consciousness.
Qin Su's voice rang in his ears: "Your spirit fluctuates greatly, can you tell me what happened?"
"I'm dead." Xiao He turned his head slightly and looked at the people around him.
Al... no, it's Fan Shen, he's sleeping there, safe and sound.
With a sigh of relief, Xiao He's mood calmed down.
"I killed Lance, but Lance also killed me. My mission... failed?"
Qin Su frowned slightly, but soon he said, "You succeeded."
"What?" Xiao He sat up abruptly. Because of the excessive force, he felt a severe dizziness and almost didn't fall again.
Qin Su supported him, looked at him and said in a fixed voice, "You successfully cured one of his personality."
Xiao He still couldn't understand: "Impossible, although I killed Lance, I was also dead. I saw Al, he...he..."
"Is he desperate?" Qin Su looked at him without blinking.
Xiao He just recalled it for a while, and his heart was full of bitterness: "Yes, I didn't expect him to be there, I didn't expect him to see it, I..."
The chaotic thoughts in his mind gathered together suddenly, Xiao He stopped speaking, and couldn't help but silence.
"Why is Al there? Al already knew, right? He was chasing me? He thought I betrayed him with Lance?"
If you are lost in the game, you will be clear on the sidelines.
When he was in it, Xiao He couldn't notice the slightest difference, but when he left the game, he thought it through in an instant.
Qin Su nodded: "You can't hide it from him."
Xiao He's pupils focused slowly, and he looked at Qin Su with a deep look in his eyes: "You guessed it a long time ago."
"Yes." Qin Su lowered his eyes slightly and explained in a low voice, "Lance's plan cannot be hidden from him, and you are too important to him, he will pay close attention to all your actions, so your first Once in contact with Lance, he should know."
Xiao He's voice became cold: "But at that time you suggested that I hide it from him, you suggested that I kill Lance alone, this is simply wrong."
If Al already knew, but what is he hiding? What's the point
And... Xiao He suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Lance. If Al heard everything, what would he think? What do you think? How desperate will it be
Xiao He is a good-tempered person, but at this moment, he became angry: "Qin Su, you..."
"I'm sorry." The man in the suit and leather shoes bowed his head and said apologetically, "In order to accomplish the task, I lied to you, but it was a last resort. You are very important to him, but you are destined not to They all stay with him in the spiritual world, so... need to break that dream."
"And we are powerless, only he himself can wake up from it."
"He fell in love with you, and you gave your life for him. This kind of injury is unforgettable, but it is not real despair."
Xiao He stared at him blankly, then hooked the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating way for a while: "Is it because I like him too?"
Although he's dead, since he didn't betray him, Al won't really fall into Wuwu.
But... he died, he just got it, and lost it again, this kind of heavy blow is enough to make people...
Qin Su spoke clearly, and Xiao He understood.
It's just that he still has a strong sense of powerlessness all over his body.
He healed him? Is this really called healing
Qin Su comforted him softly: "Mr. Xiao, no matter what the disease is, you have to go through some pain to recover. This is a process, but fortunately, the direction is right."
Xiao He waved his hands, not wanting to hear him continue: "I want to take a rest."
"Come on, I'll take you to your room."
Xiao He didn't leave: "I'm right here, can I?"
Qin Su was slightly taken aback, but he didn't refuse: "Okay, I'm next door, if necessary, you can press the communication button."
"Okay." Xiao He replied.
Qin Su left, and Xiao He sat down slumped as if he lost all strength.
He looked at the man in front of him from top to bottom, painted his eyebrows bit by bit, and imagined his appearance when he opened his eyes.
He spent two full months with Al, but he had already engraved those memories into his bone marrow.
Xiao He couldn't tell how he felt in his heart, he just wanted to look at him and touch him, so that he could feel at ease.
Fortunately, you'll forget about everything.
Fortunately, you will wake up.
For the first time, Xiao He was extremely grateful for this.
Maybe it was because he was too tired, Xiao He leaned against him and slowly fell asleep.
In the dream, he seemed to have returned to that dreamy country, with gorgeous palaces, proud elves, and the silver-haired man who was more dazzling than the sun and the moon.
Xiao He was full of joy and couldn't wait to get close to him.
But just when he was almost touching him, the scene changed abruptly.
The brilliance seemed to be swallowed by a black hole, the palace was swept by the wind, and the world as beautiful as a painting instantly fell into a dark hell.
Xiao He's eyes were full of horror, and then he saw boundless blood.
Bright red, full-bodied, overwhelming.
A strong sense of suffocation hit, and Xiao He seemed to have returned to that moment.
His heart is gone, he's dying.
Looking up again, he saw Al.
His silver hair was filled with gorgeous red, and the gorgeous clothes also had a little bit of scarlet color.
Like wintersweet in the cold snow, with cold eyes and coquettishness, people can't touch him and hug him, with a gentle expression and a soft tone: "Xiao He, I'll take you home"
Xiao He looked at him, suddenly lost all perception, and his whole body floated into the void.
He saw them.
The silver-haired elf walked in the pool of blood, gently hugging the elf boy who had lost his breath.
The silver and black hair strands are tangled together, finely broken and tangled, which should not be able to blend together, but at this moment they are indistinguishable from each other.
Al's beautiful eyes were empty and without a trace of luster, but the most beautiful smile bloomed on his lips. He kissed Xiao He's forehead, put that small heart in, and whispered softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here here."
Xiao He's heart throbbed suddenly, he was almost covered by overwhelming sourness.
Opening his mouth, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't make any sound.
The silver-haired elf dragged his long clothes, hugged the boy whom he regarded as a treasure, and walked forward slowly.
Wherever he walked, the sky was scarlet, and the ground was full of panic. The whole world was like a collapsed castle, quickly and irreparably turned into dust.
The shackles of nourishment