Fang Xiaoying never expected that there was another person who was as transparent as her in the world.
No, it should be said that there are many.
And Lu Zhiwei happened to be one of them.
This was even more shocking to her than the fact that Miss Xiaolu was Lu Zhiwei, and that Miss Xiaolu's girlfriend happened to be Sang Wanci.
Why is this so
If Lu Zhiwei was as transparent as her, how could he have achieved such a great achievement and been seen by so many people
Could it be that their transparency is also graded?
Fang Xiaoying seemed very hesitant.
She suddenly didn't know whether she should believe what Lu Zhiwei said.
"You... are you really like me?"
Lu Zhiwei still smiled gently: "It's the same, it used to be the same."
"At that time, I was also like you. I was not seen, not liked, alone, and forced to live in my own world. When I was sad, there was no one to comfort me.
"Meet countless strangers, turn around and continue to be strangers in their world, like a roll of transparent glue, stick it on and tear it off, without leaving a trace of conspicuous trace.
"This kind of life is very painful, sad, and suffocating, but I still gritted my teeth, and with an optimistic attitude, I survived stubbornly.
"And now to be able to sit here and talk to you."
Fang Xiaoying's doubts were gradually dispelled in her words.
That's right, a transparent identity, not trendy and not edible, and still so painful, what's there to lie about
"It turns out I'm not the only one like this..." Fang Xiaoying sighed softly.
Lu Zhiwei saw that she had the same doubts as he had before, and couldn't help but want to laugh, but couldn't.
For such a sad thing, it is better to have as few companions as possible, and it is best not to have any.
"How did you see me? I thought we wouldn't remember each other..."
"Perhaps like attracts like?"
"Oh... makes sense too."
There are too many strange things, and the transparent physique is one of them. If there are other things, it seems that there is nothing abnormal.
Therefore, Fang Xiaoying quickly accepted the setting that Lu Zhiwei made up.
"Then how did you get rid of the transparent identity?"
Talking about this, Fang Xiaoying's eyes suddenly lit up, full of interest.
Lu Zhiwei looked sideways at her.
In her eyes, she saw something called "hope".
And now, she is indeed the hope of everyone in this group.
"Will be fine."
Lu Zhi slightly bent his eyes.
"I said everything will be fine."
"Maybe tomorrow, you'll be back to normal like me."
Fang Xiaoying blinked her eyes.
Lu Zhiwei's appearance was reflected in her eyes, with a warm smile and clear eyes.
"Xiaoying, try to look forward to it," Lu Zhiwei said gently, "One day, what you want will come to you, believe me."
Fang Xiaoying stared at her intently.
The bright sky passed through the gaps in the trees and draped over Lu Zhiwei's body, like a layer of soft gauze, making her suddenly dazzling.
Like the light, like the sun, like the most gentle existence in the world, it makes people unconsciously follow her footsteps and listen to her words.
She is trustworthy.
She won't lie.
"I believe in you." Fang Xiaoying's eyes were firm.
I believe that I will have such a day, I believe that I will be as warm and dazzling as you, and can be seen by more people.
When Lu Zhiwei heard her answer, he was suddenly satisfied.
Isn't it the meaning of her decision to give others a future worth looking forward to
Everything is perfect here.
Enough is enough, enough of everything.
Lao Wu watched every move of the two of them.
Fang Xiaoying's longing and hopeful appearance suddenly touched something in his heart.
He seems to have seen Lu Zhiwei from before.
"Let's eat dumplings. I stuffed a pair of chopsticks in it. You can just use them," Lu Zhiwei said. "You can chat while eating. I'll chat with you for a while, and then leave after chatting."
"Okay!" Fang Xiaoying was very happy.
She ate a corn and pork stuffed dumpling very solemnly, and her sense of happiness suddenly burst.
To know Lu Zhiwei and to eat her dumplings, she is really very happy!
And she can chat, now she is also someone who can gossip at close range!
"Sister Xiaolu, you and Teacher Sang...who will tell the truth first?"
"The thing to say... should be me?"
"Then you two got together after forming a CP, and it became true everywhere?"
"That's not it, I liked each other before."
"Wow... It turns out that the group CP was premeditated."
"..."
Lu Zhiwei felt that although this word sounds weird, it seems to be a little bit right
Didn't Sang Wanci form CP with her just to make the fake come true
She herself had some thoughts about others at that time...
Lu Zhiwei couldn't help laughing immediately.
"Yes, I planned on her long ago, because I like her so much.
"It will be an eternal honor for me to be with her."
…
It was already afternoon when Lu Zhiwei went out.
Sitting near Fang Xiaoying's house and chatting casually for a long time, it was evening when we went back.
In the end, Fang Xiaoying finished the box of dumplings reluctantly.
Seeing this, Lu Zhiwei gave her all the boxes and bags.
You can't let the little girl go home holding the dumplings with both hands.
Winter nights always come faster than summer.
When Lu Zhiwei arrived home, the sky had already been covered with black curtains.
A round of clear and cold bright moon is hanging on the sky, sprinkled with clear light.
She opened the door and saw Sang Wanci in the living room looking out the window at a glance.
Seeing her come back, Sang Wanci immediately put down the cup, got up and walked towards her, held her hand, and gave her some of the warm warmth in his palm.
"You didn't have gloves," Sang Wanci squeezed her hand tightly, "Is it cold outside?"
Lu Zhiwei looked at her, and slowly curled the corners of his lips.
In fact, after deciding to self-destruct, in the daily psychological construction, when she faces her sweetheart, she has been able to be more calm, calm, and cherished.
—Every minute and every second spent with you is the best treasure in my life.
She closed the door, took the initiative to kiss Sang Wanci, and touched her lips.
"You won't be cold when you see our teacher Sang."
Sang Wanci kissed back a few times.
The young couple was so greasy and crooked.
"Have Wan Ci eaten yet?"
"waiting for you."
"Then I'll do it now, you wait."
"Let's eat dumplings, there are still a lot, just right, Zhiwei doesn't need to cook."
"... Well, that's fine."
So dinner is another dumpling.
After eating and tidying up, the two sat on the sofa cuddling each other and looked at the scenery outside the window.
Lu Zhiwei thought of that dumpling meal, and suddenly sighed with emotion: "Sang dumplings."
Sang Wanci really loves dumplings.
As she said, she won't get bored.
To a certain extent, her teacher Sang is indeed a person who walks the talk.
When Sang Wanci heard her new nickname, she tilted her head and leaned on Lu Zhiwei's shoulder.
"No matter what it becomes, as long as Zhiwei likes someone."
Hearing this, Lu Zhiwei raised his arms to hug her, his eyes full of love.
"Of course, I only like you, I will always like you, and it will not change in the next life."
Sang Wanci said: "Then Zhiwei must remember to come to me in the next life, with the heart of this life."
Lu Zhi smiled and told his sincerity with witty words: "Okay, I will definitely!"
I will love you forever and ever with the heart of my life.
Unswerving until death.
"It's time for us to take a shower at night."
"My sister will wash with me."
"Okay, okay."
In the bathroom, Sang Wanci was leaning against the sink, staring intently at the person in front of him.
Lu Zhiwei was helping her unbutton her clothes, looking at her for a while, and looking at the buttons for a while, his eyes were inexplicably seductive.
Sang Wanci took the bait calmly, touched the back of her neck, and drew her towards him.
Lips touch.
Love and desire roll on the tip of the tongue.
The breath is close at hand, and the atmosphere is faintly burning with a bit of charm.
It seems that they can no longer hold back their love for each other, put aside their reason, and indulge themselves between their lips and teeth at this moment, taking whatever they want.
Lu Zhiwei's slow fingertips were hooked out a little hastily, and the movement of undressing suddenly accelerated a lot.
She finally undid the last button.
However, Sang Wanci had already grabbed her impatiently, and she couldn't help trembling from the cool palm, she unconsciously hugged Sang Wanci's neck.
The emotional curtain was slowly opened.
She touched Sang Wanci's forehead and said softly, "Anywhere is fine tonight..."
Anywhere, I want to get you one last time.
Feeling you love me for the last time...you loved me.
Sang Wanci gave a soft "um", with a trace of doubt in her tone, as if she was asking her.
Lu Zhiwei tilted his head and smiled at her, and said to her very sincerely: "Because I like Wan Ci so much."
She added another sentence gently: "I want to be with Wan Ci forever."
Sang Wanci hugged her: "We will be together forever."
Lu Zhiwei couldn't help but bury herself in her neck: "Actually, I've even thought about my birthday wish for next year. I hope my Wanci will be happy forever."
She didn't want to make a wish on the candle this time, she wanted to make a wish on her.
She hopes that she can realize her wish.
— Last birthday wish.
"With Zhiwei, I will always be happy."
"... Wan Ci, I'm really glad to hear you say that."
Sang Wanci suddenly felt something was wrong.
Lu Zhiwei's emotions tonight seem to be extraordinarily fragile and sensitive, as if they would shatter if touched.
"Zhiwei, what happened
"Do you have something on your mind to hide from me?"
In order not to let her see the flaws, Lu Zhiwei immediately showed his qualities as an actor and started acting.
"No, what else is there to worry about.
"Don't think too much, I just went out to chat with Xiaoying for a while, and then I feel better about you, so I want to cherish you more and more, and I can't do without you more and more."
"Then don't leave me."
"Well, not leaving you, never."
If I sleep forever on the moon-watching cliff, even if you don't remember me, then I will be with you forever.
In the future, if you go to Guanyue Cliff, you will no longer be alone, and the waves and wind will accompany you.
…
Lu Zhiwei was lying on the sofa with long hair like a waterfall.
She raised her hand, and Sang Wanci bent down to meet her embrace and her soft lips.
"Wan Ci... Wan Ci..."
She couldn't help whispering the name of her sweetheart.
The tone of voice was intertwined in the chaotic atmosphere, making it extraordinarily soft and charming, every word was like a feather scratching Sang Wanci's heart.
Sang Wanci offered herself willingly.
"What does Zhiwei want? Tell me."
"I want you.
"I want you to say you love me."
She is leaving, and she wants to listen to it a few more times.
From now on...she will never see her again, nor will she see anyone.
"I love you," Sang Wanci said in a gentle and affectionate tone, "I love you, Zhiwei."
Tears welled up in my eyes suddenly.
With red eyes, she hugged her tightly: "Say it a few times, I like to hear you say you love me."
Sang Wanci said these three words to her over and over again.
She was suddenly very satisfied.
Regardless of the past and the future, at least at this moment, Sang Wan is loving her, Lu Zhiwei.
"I love you too."
She smiled.
— better than anyone.
Based on the principle of making his girlfriend comfortable with serving him before leaving, Lu Zhiwei stood up and made more than one attack.
She kisses every inch of her skin.
She whispered the last love in her ear.
Before she died, even the last bit of selfishness was hers.
They are lingering in sweat and desire.
In the deep affection and sweetness that poured out every time, we lingered together.
They satisfy each other's every inch of desire for themselves, and leave their own marks on their lover's skin.
you are mine.
Tonight you and I are the best match in the world.
…
It was one past eight in the morning.
Lu Zhiwei slowly opened his eyes, quietly looking at his sweetheart beside him.
She wasn't sleepy, she was waiting for her to fall asleep, as she was doing now.
Sang Wanci's sleeping face was as beautiful as ever.
The facial features are upright and exquisite, carved with powder and jade, when those eyes are opened, they have a peerless elegance, and when they are closed, they are as quiet as flowers, so beautiful that people don't want to disturb them.
Lu Zhiwei couldn't help but look at it for a while longer.
This is Sang Wanci, the person she has loved for more than two years.
In fact, if there is a chance, after the world restarts, she may go to her again.
But there is no chance, and there will never be a chance.
The system will not leave her a "virus" that wants to destroy itself, it will definitely kill her.
But it doesn't matter.
Her love is alive, and Sang Wanci is alive.
She believed that if Sang Wanci were her, she would definitely choose to give freedom to every gray person in the world.
She had no doubts about Sang Wanci's choice.
But she won't let her do it.
Sang Wanci has no system, she doesn't know anything, she is just another innocent person under the huge world system.
She should live well and choose her life truly and freely again.
As for matters of life and death, she, Lu Zhiwei, is solely responsible for them.
Because she was too reluctant to let Sang Wanci destroy herself.
She would not even be willing to pinch her at ordinary times, how could she be willing to let her be obliterated by the world forever
What's more, there are so many people in the world who are concerned about her... She should be alive the most.
Live well.
Lu Zhi's eyes were slightly red, and he raised his lips and smiled.
She stretched out her hand, brushing Sang Wanci's black hair gently and silently with her fingertips, touched her for the last time, and couldn't help but kiss her last lightly and affectionately on her cheek.
"I won't have any more headaches in the future," she said very softly, as if she was afraid that the voice would wake up the treasure in her heart. "Good night."
Good night, my darling.
I hope your future without me will still be as bright as a star, and everything will go smoothly.
She got out of bed lightly and closed the door carefully.
Looking through the narrow door, reluctantly bid farewell to the sleeping sweetheart.
The door closed again.
They were separated into two worlds again.
Lu Zhiwei changed his clothes and went out.
Every movement before going out was extremely careful, as if she had never been here before.
Never been to this world, never been to Sang Wanci's heart.
She is still her, that transparent and lonely marginal figure.
…
Sang Wanci lived very close to Guanyue Cliff.
Lu Zhiwei arrived there in about ten minutes on foot alone.
The cold wind blew past her ears, lifting her long hair at the temples.
After making up my mind, my heart is calm and firm.
At this moment, every step she takes forward is decisive.
After this night, everyone will have a tomorrow worth looking forward to.
Except for her... She was unknown in life, and she would not be remembered in death.
Lao Wu watched her walk up the Moon Cliff step by step.
The branches on both sides are full of bare chill, and the moon is full on the branches, making it very cold and lonely tonight.
Old Wu couldn't bear it.
This is the first time he has watched a person die resolutely.
This person wasn't even the world's chosen protagonist.
[Zhiwei,]He couldn't help persuading,[Are you really going to do this?]
"Ok."
Lu Zhiwei did a simple calculation for him.
"Without me alone, so many people's normal lives can be exchanged. This deal is my blood."
Every life in the world is worth expecting and respecting.
No one has the right to deprive them of the ability to enjoy every emotion in the world.
It doesn't matter whether they want to be an excellent star or an unknown lamp in the end, what Lu Zhiwei is doing now is to return the right to choose completely to them.
She talked and laughed happily.
It seemed that what was waiting for her was not death, but an extremely bright tomorrow.
[But no one will remember you.]
"You will remember me."
Old Wu was taken aback.
Lu Zhiwei bent his eyes: "I still remember you."
She has always been easy to be content with.
Even if only one person remembers after the self-destruct.
After all, no one remembered her in the past twenty years or so.
Lao Wu was speechless for a moment.
At this moment, he suddenly had the feeling that Lu Zhiwei had when he first found out about this matter.
—Why did you do this to her
Yeah, why did you do this to her
Did she do something wrong
She obviously just wants to live a normal life, to be loved, to be in love, and to realize her dreams.
She is clearly, clearly more innocent than anyone else...
Why let a victim give his life...
Why do such absurd two-tier system! ! !
His five fingers slowly clenched into a fist, and a monstrous hatred suddenly surged in his eyes.
Lu Zhiwei finally arrived at Guanyue Cliff.
The sound of the waves came from far and near, one after another.
The sea wind howled on the rugged reef.
No one passed by, it was deserted.
Lu Zhiwei's clothes flapped.
The wind hit her shoulder, as if pushing her back.
But she can't go back.
She's here to stay, here forever and ever.
At this moment, she is like the goddess Ayue that she once played.
A goddess can perform miracles for mortals, and so can she.
She was finally able to realize her dream back then and make her transparent physique completely disappear.
At this moment, she suddenly realized that the plays she had collaborated with Sang Wanci in the past were indeed foreshadowing her today.
In the play, she died for the heroine.
Offscreen, she still dies for the heroine.
All deserve to die.
She couldn't help chuckling, and walked towards the railing.
Hold the cold railing with both hands and look down.
The turbulent waves were like the mouth of a giant beast, opening its bloody mouth to her time and time again.
The entire sea area is like an endless abyss that cannot be seen to the bottom, which is thrilling to see.
If you jump down, you will definitely die, and there is no chance of life.
Lu Zhi just looked at it twice, and an unstoppable chill appeared in his limbs.
The white fingertips trembled slightly, both because of the cold and fear.
She had heard people say before that jumping into the water from such a high place was like hitting the concrete floor, and her whole body would be in severe pain like being torn apart.
Her fear of pain caused her to retreat.
But the footsteps followed the original heart, as if rooted in place.
She forced herself to look down.
Can't escape, don't want to escape, don't want to escape.
Jump down, Lu Zhiwei.
Jump off, and the world will start over, and everything you do will make sense.
Don't be afraid, jump down, it won't hurt when you die.
The more Lao Wu looked at it, the more he couldn't bear it.
Why torture a person who is afraid of pain like this
[Lu Zhiwei,]He said suddenly, [Have you really thought about it?]
"Yeah," Lu Zhiwei ignored his trembling fingertips, and was extremely confident, "Thought it out."
[Okay, I respect your choice.]
Lu Zhiwei closed his eyes.
Old Wu didn't let her dance.
[Let's dance again later,] he said, [Let's talk one last time, as friends.
[Sit down and rest first, and make mental preparations.]
Lu Zhiwei didn't know why, but when he heard him say that, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, when facing death, she still needs a little psychological preparation.
She wants to continue to do psychological construction for herself and force herself to overcome the fear of pain.
She took a few steps back, sat on the wooden chair with a pale face, bent down and hugged her helpless self.
She didn't speak.
Neither did Old Wu.
Vaguely, there was a "di" sound in her ears, and then the sound of Lao Wu typing on the keyboard.
She asked softly, "Why are you still typing on the keyboard?"
Lao Wu answered solemnly: [Work.]
She couldn't help laughing, the smile was very pale.
You have to work at this time, it seems that being a system administrator is really difficult.
"Consider changing jobs," she suggested with all sincerity.
…
Sang Wanci woke up slowly from sleep.
For some reason tonight, she couldn't sleep well, and she couldn't sleep well.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that the place beside him was empty and without warmth.
She stood up slightly and looked around.
There is no sign of Lu Zhiwei in the bedroom.
Maybe drinking water in the living room...
Thinking of this, she couldn't let go.
So he got up and got out of bed, stepped on the cotton mop and walked to the door.
open the door.
There was a dead silence.
There is no light in the house, only the cold and white moonlight.
But the figure in that memory did not appear as expected.
Sang Wanci couldn't help being stunned.
She stood at the door, and Mulen called again slowly: "Zhiwei?"
No one answered.
An ominous premonition suddenly hit my heart hard.
Countless uneasy emotions were like crazy vines, quickly entangled her breath.
There was a "buzz" in my head, and the drowsiness disappeared.
She suddenly turned around to get her mobile phone, and dialed Lu Zhiwei's number without thinking.
The next second, Lu Zhiwei's cell phone rang from the living room.
Light music breaks the silence and falls in every corner.
At this moment, the huge house was empty like a dead city.
Sang Wanci froze in place, the voice on the phone was suddenly pulled far away.
… she is gone.