The End of the World

Chapter 117: No man is an island 3

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The dazzling sun rose from the eastern sea level. When Qi Yang slowly came to his senses, he seemed to be drained of all his strength, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms. He didn't feel so sore that he was crushed, probably because of his powerful self-healing ability that made him feel refreshed.

Qi Yang waited for a while, then got up.

When he stood up, he realized that the mutant beast hadn't left his body yet. When he staggered to stand up, the cloudy white liquid fell from behind him, rolled down his bare legs, and was submerged in the white sand.

Qi Yang picked up the clothes thrown on the rock and put them on. Although the clothes were already broken, it was still better than nothing.

He walked up to s1 who was still sleeping, and looked at the mutated beast's contented appearance with some annoyance, feeling even more agitated in his heart.

Now that he has made the worst step, he naturally has no intention of regretting it.

He can have failure in Qi Yang's dictionary, but it is absolutely impossible to have regret.

Qi Yang kicked s1 on the shoulder. Seeing the mutated beast slowly waking up, he frowned in annoyance and said, "Since we have reached this point, I don't want to watch you die. Now we There are only two results in two duels, you die and we die together. How about this, reconcile, you signed a peace contract on behalf of the mutant beasts, and you can no longer take the initiative to start a war. I can guarantee that within the divided area, humans and Mutant beasts do not violate the water of the river, so you can... "

"Yan?!"

"You can also do what you want..." Qi Yang's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at the almost pure white pupils of the man in front of him, and suddenly felt a thump in his heart, a strong sense of loss that he didn't quite understand surged up and disappeared in an instant. He was stunned for a while, and asked tentatively, "s1?"

S1 jumped up immediately, and happily stepped forward to hug Qi Yang's thin body. He used his handsome and perfect face to express a child's flattering smile, put his head on Qi Yang's shoulder, and murmured: "Yang, I miss you so much. When I saw you last time, you were hurt." Such a serious injury. By the way! How is your injury?!"

After speaking, s1 quickly let go of Qi Yang, and carefully examined Qi Yang's body.

His pure and innocent gaze swept across the dry liquid on Qi Yang's thigh, his gaze was so clean that Qi Yang felt chills in his heart, even the warm light of the sun seemed pale.

"You're all right, Yang!" s1 grinned happily, and said, "I knew it, you'll be fine with that thing!"

Qi Yang's throat was dry, he trembled and asked in a hoarse voice: "What... something?"

s1 took it for granted: "Life stock solution. But last time, Yang, you asked for too much. I feel a little headache now. But it's okay, Yang, don't worry, it will get better after a while, it won't It's been a long time! I feel that it only takes a year or two to fully recover!"

Qi Yang's body was trembling weakly. He raised his eyes and looked seriously at s1's beautiful white pupils. After a long time, he parted the corners of his lips with difficulty and asked, "s1...do you like me?"

s1 didn't understand this question a bit, he tilted his head, and asked in confusion: "Isn't s1 the favorite of Yang? Well, Yang, he always gives s1 delicious food, and also teaches s1 to speak, teach s1 knowledge, and help s1 …”

A rumbling sound exploded in Qi Yang's mind.

His world seemed to collapse in an instant.

He looked at the innocent and terrifying man in front of him with a completely unfamiliar gaze, he couldn't help but took two steps back, watching s1 slowly stop talking, watching him poke his mouth and start to feel sad, and started crying and talking : "Yan... don't you like s1 yet?"

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, sending Qi Yang into hell.

"Who are you! Who are you!" Qi Yang's sanity completely collapsed, and he shouted hysterically: "No, you are not a master personality at all! You can't be a sub-personality either! Who are you... who are you?! You It’s not s1, I don’t know an s1 like you! I don’t know the person you’re talking about, who are you, who are you!!!”

"Woo... Yang..."

As if frightened by Qi Yang's terrifying appearance, s1's tears began to flow down. The face that was praised by Qi Yang as God's most perfect handicraft before was full of tears. He was naked|naked like this, and began to cry.

Crying seems to be a way for him to express his feelings.

He wanted to cry, so he did.

He will not want to have clothes to cover his body because of shame, nor will he bury all his thoughts in his heart because of deep scheming and wisdom.

Because he wanted to cry, so he cried.

But Qi Yang couldn't accept this situation at all!

Just the night before, he had the most intense and intimate sex in the world with the owner of this body; just a few minutes ago, he made up his mind not to use death to escape his deep feelings, but to let the two of them together Come face to face with the world's scariest choice.

And now...

He was left alone.

He was left alone, looking at a completely unfamiliar s1, at a loss.

"Let him come out." An extremely calm voice came from Qi Yang's throat. He lowered his head and looked coldly at the sobbing man in front of him. "I don't want to say another word of nonsense. If you don't come out now, then don't come out again. A psychopath and a fool, everyone knows how to choose."

s1 looked at Qi Yang in bewilderment, and blinked innocently.

Qi Yang tried his best to suppress the irritability that was about to erupt in Qi Yang's heart. He pinched his fingers tightly into the flesh and continued to shout in a low voice: "S1, come out for me. If you don't come out again, I won't promise What will happen to your body. I'll give you three seconds, come out and explain to me what's going on!"

What responded to him was s1's confused eyes: "Yang?"

Qi Yang's throat became more and more choked, and the irritability that was as ubiquitous as the air made him almost collapse: "S1, come out quickly! What do you mean now, do you want to use this method to escape from me? I What did you do to make you feel so embarrassed, you came out and killed me!"

Seeing Qi Yang's crazy appearance, s1 was a little scared, he carefully pulled Qi Yang's sleeve, and whispered: "Yang, what's wrong with you..."

"S1! Didn't you always want to kill me! I'm here, come here, come quickly. I won't fight back this time, I won't plot against you this time, this time... I really I want to die, okay..."

The whole person squatted down in despair, Qi Yang buried himself in his knees, and let the tears trickle down from his eyes, dripping on the ground, forming deep small sand pits one after another.

He hid all his extremely embarrassed appearance, only a little twitching of his shoulders and a weak gasp hinted at how sad and painful he was already for s1.

This is not the main character.

It's not even s1!

This s1, which he once thought was the main personality, is simply an illusion created by illusion.

This s1, with the purest and most beautiful fantasy, envisioned him as a character that he didn't even believe in himself. The Qi Yang he likes is not him at all. And the s1 he likes has never been him!

Who is s1, who was the one who wanted to protect him and held up a boulder for him back then!

Who was the one who used the life essence to save him, who was the one who lingered with him to the death and made him lose his mind so much that he wished he could die in the arms of the other party! ! !

The noon sun was no longer scorching hot, and the warm heat shone on this small isolated island, making it look strangely cold and pale. On the thin sand, a thin man curled himself up into a ball, tears dripping down the ground.

From the suppressed low cry at the beginning, to the uncontrollable howl at the end.

S1 looked at such a strange Qi Yang, and tilted his head in bewilderment. In his pure white and transparent eyes, there is only that kind of color that is so crisp that there are almost no impurities. This almost pure color should not exist in this world in the first place.

Just like a beautiful fictional illusion.

And all of this, Qi Yang should have discovered it long ago.