The young man felt his heart tighten slightly, as if an ancient, bottomless bell had struck him hard.
He looked at Yuan Yuxue almost in disbelief. He couldn't imagine how he could speak of such a tragic thing in such a calm tone. Yuan Yuxue was undoubtedly a strong man, but why would such a strong man die for the humans in the copy
They could obviously survive, so why would they take the initiative to provoke such a disaster
His heart was in a mess, and Curly seemed to be silent for a moment. Then, unimaginably, he chuckled softly.
This laughter seemed to be hidden in the chest, vibrating out, very low, and hidden very deeply. Although the sound was not loud, it seemed as if it was going to roll out the bright red heart from inside.
After a short laugh, Curly said:
"I know."
"I knew you would do this." Curly said, "Yuan Yuxue. It's really your style."
The young man next to him suddenly turned his head and stared at Curly-haired. His movements were as big as those of an old, unmaintained, unlubricated robot. The arc was so big that it made people worry that he might break his neck. The young man stared at Curly-haired like this. What the hell was Yuan Yuxue's style
He did this—more than once
Curly did remember Yuan Yuxue when she was about to leave the prank game copy at the last moment.
He has always been like this. His heart and the knife in his hand have never changed.
Yuan Yuxue was willing to die peacefully for that group of players back then, so why can't she be calm for so many people now
But as he thought about this, the look in Curly's eyes slowly darkened.
"Yuan Yuxue." He called Yuan Yuxue's name again in a low voice.
"But do you know that even if you die, you may not be able to save them?"
He spoke slowly, his throat like a steel knife with flames.
"The ending is always the same, and there is no point in struggling - when you die, no one will know what you did, and no one will remember what you did."
Yuan Yuxue seemed to be quite puzzled as to why Curly-haired had such a strong reaction. He tilted his head slightly, looked at his expression, and the barely concealed emotions that rose from his eyes, and paused for a moment.
Then, Yuan Yuxue actually laughed.
Yuan Yuxue actually seldom smiles.
So much so that when she smiled, her already extremely beautiful facial features became even more radiant because of this rare and special color.
Even at such a critical moment, Curly couldn't help but be stunned.
"Someone will remember it," Yuan Yuxue said, "... Curly."
Yuan Yuxue was not just calling his name.
At least he would remember.
Curly turned his head away sharply, as if something had been punctured. Even though he still had a sullen look on his face, he could hardly conceal the emotions on his face.
He looked so grim for a long time before he responded in a low voice, "Yeah."
As if he couldn't help himself, he spoke again and added coldly, "If I'm still alive, I'll remember it for you."
Yuan Yuxue knew it.