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Chapter 122 Clean(1/2)

It's extremely real, but it's fake.

Even the real ones are fake.

"Crack."

Su Yao sat blankly in the living room, not looking for You Ye.

Xia Xianyue lay softly beside her, like a sleeping beauty. But unlike fairy tales, she would not wake up even if she was kissed.

Xia Liang really knew her situation and didn't say anything. He probably came here after hanging up the phone.

So what should you do?

Looking for Youye?

But even if he looked for it, he couldn't be saved. Because You Ye said that consciousness was not within the scope of her treatment.

At this time, a strange feeling of disgust appeared.

Why lie to yourself? Even if it’s to cheer yourself up.

But wouldn't this make it harder to return to the point before her death?

I know I shouldn't feel this way.

I also know that you should not treat Youye as a tool. If you do well, you will be applauded. If you do poorly, you will be disgusted regardless of the motivation.

I didn't even think so.

It was just sudden chaos. Because everything was broken.

“···”

Su Yao stubbed out the cigarette butt, not wanting to be in this small space again.

Just breathing, what is living?

If a person cannot open her eyes, cannot take care of herself, and cannot convey any will that belongs to her, then what kind of life is that?

There are no traces of having time to tidy up the house. That doesn't matter.

What anyone thinks or says is everyone else's business.

The only possibility that you can truly grasp lies in your own hands.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

So, Su Yao took the utility knife and flashlight and went out.

try to find.

Look at the entry.

Go to any place where a good night can appear.

No need to yell, just look for it.

"Buzz-"

It was okay if I had a phone, so I just threw it away.

This world is an abandoned world line.

"Didi——"

"Crazy?!"

While crossing the road, I was almost hit by a car.

The driver was cursing.

It doesn't matter.

No, you can't be hit by such a half-speed car, otherwise you will die. You have to hold the knife in your hand tighter.

Not found.

It doesn't matter.

Just on the street, beside the road, under the lightly raining sky, standing at the intersection waiting for the light to turn green.

It doesn't matter.

When everything in this world has nothing to do with you, all you need to consider is how to die faster and how to avoid being revived.

"Hey! You, what are you doing?!"

"That's a knife, right?"

"babble--"

“···”

Someone behind him made a confused sound.

It doesn't matter at all.

Su Yao just looked around for Youye, but couldn't find him. That was of course, because Youye didn't seem to want to see him now.

Maybe she can be lured out by self-mutilation, which doesn't mean she will die immediately, but will look miserable.

After all, the favorability score is a ridiculous 100, which is a perfect score!

"Puff——"

Perhaps there is no one in the world who regards suicide as an incomparable need for efficiency and therefore creates a unique aesthetic.

Where is such a person?

"Puff——"

While desperately stabbing the extended utility knife into the heart.

Accurate.

He staggered and continued walking forward, with every step he took there would be a pool of blood.

"Ahh——"

"Blood, that man is committing suicide..."

“···”

I heard someone scared and screaming.

It's raining.

The drizzle was really cold, so cold that I started to feel cold all over.

So stiff that I couldn't move.

There is no way to stab the knife into the heart simply and happily.

My ears are ringing.

But there's nothing to be afraid of.

If there's nothing to lose in the first place, then what's there to be afraid of?

"Bang--"

【You are dead】

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I don’t have the mood to find You Ye, but I won’t give up looking and looking for her.

Because I know that I am just an ordinary person. I may even be worse than an ordinary person if I lose my file.

You must rely on You Ye.

But he also knew that even Youye couldn't say anything to the most mysterious consciousness of mankind.

It was not near death, nor was it death.

That is real death.

If You Ye can repair the body of a dead person, then that person will live as if nothing happened.

It's too bizarre.

Does that mean that one can even dig up one's own mother from the grave, use the ashes to form a new person, and then wake up?

Just think about it with your brain.

What You Ye said is just equivalent to recreating a life. It has nothing to do with Xia Xianyue. Even if it is the same body, it is definitely not the same person.

【You are dead】

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···

【You are dead】
To be continued...
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