The name Youjiu may be a magical existence or a curse. In Youjiu's eyes... it should be the latter.

Because magic can make all your wishes come true, and curses... will only make people desperate.

Since I have remembered, my sister-in-law... that is, Yujiu, the previous generation, has been very kind to me.

"I am You, you are You, we are the same life."

I still remember when I was a child, my sister-in-law hugged her and said something inexplicably.

As she grows older, she gradually begins to like people. Her father pampers her youngest daughter and gives her the right to choose freely. Her father always says that even if the road of life is not the best, there is no way to regret, because no one can complain, because there is nothing to regret, because there is no love to hate.

The one who entered his life was a kind of person of the same age. Although he had genetic diseases and was a mixed-race child, he was still attracted by his strong smile and chose him.

I also chose to like the Shanghai River Traffic Boat Competition.

It is the favorite sport of young square-eared kids, attracting hundreds of thousands of contestants every year to compete for the four-year Circle Grand Prix.

"I participate every year. I want everyone to understand that if you get sick like this, you won't become a cage bird."

As a lover, we should have helped him fulfill his dreams and let every sick child understand that the suffering they suffer today will become the basis for each other's strength to the future.

Until that day, I received news from the organizer of the competition.

Traffic boat accidents will have one or another accidents every year. Sometimes the participants who have an accident will be found soon. Fate will not stop each other's path and let the separated lovers be blessed, but sometimes, fate will become extremely harsh, allowing the separated one another to never get together again.

My own destiny is so harsh.

Without children, facing the harsh environment, he had to leave that small home, half to escape the responsibility of being the youngest son of the Longershi family, and half to be loyal to his choices.

Grandfather always said that everyone should pay the price for their choices.

As his child, I always remember it.

Therefore, I lived a hard life in the Moon Zone of the Earth Federation, lived in small rooms, and sometimes even lived by picking up some old things, just to remember him, just to avoid being arranged by others.

Until the deadline is approaching, I thought this was my life, but I never thought that when I closed my eyes and opened them again, I saw myself when I was young in the mirror.

That... it was probably the first time I went out when I was young, the first time I went to see my relatives, and the second time I saw my sister-in-law again.

"We're meeting again." The little girl smiled and stretched out her hand, patted the head of the person with the same name who was afraid and afraid, and then added: "Go, go and repair the sky."

Ah, yes, go to repair the cracks of the sky.

With the regrets and guilt towards him, I met him again, fell in love with him again, and heard the news of his death again, and drove the patrol ship my father gave him to the asteroid belt with joy.

I still remember the coordinates when he was killed. I thought it was a happy encounter after a disaster. I thought it was a lovely embrace after opening the cabin, but that coordinate... there was no cabin.

He lost him again, was imprisoned again, lived his life alone again, opened his eyes again, and met his sister-in-law with the same name again.

"Life is hard, so I blame others, regret things, and hate love." My aunt changed her line.

Don’t regret it because this is the path I choose, don’t complain, because this is the person I love, let alone hate it. Even if I go back empty-handed on the coordinates again, even if I am imprisoned for a lifetime, even if I am disappointed again after that.

In the sufferings again and again, I also made many friends. Until one time, the fifth opening era was almost over. At the invitation of my friends, I finally entered that devastated world.

New Eden has swept through most of the Eastern Continent, and that was the most difficult years. The life that innocent people in the Eastern Continent live is really like wandering in hell.

Compared with children who can’t even eat grassroots, the suffering they suffered has become much less diluted.

So, start exploring the world alone.

I still remember that in the corner of the ruins, I saw him for the first time. At that time, he looked very down and his tail was broken. His armor was covered with blood, but it didn't seem to be his own.

"A new player... I'm sorry, let you see this bad side." The kitten smiled, full of sadness.

He stood on the avenue full of corpses, with only one person, but it was like blocking thousands of troops.

Sitting on the broken eaves, he talked to him for a while, until the New Eden attacked again.

At that moment, the sad kitten disappeared. What appeared in his eyes was the sight that only predators had, the thinking of weapons, and the joy that hunters would only have when facing their prey. It was a standard killing performance. The kitten killed all the enemies with the sword in his hand. In the bloody storm, he laughed, even though he was crying, he was better than him.

"My name is Marceau...the girls I love are all married."

He said this, during the offline party, the kitten sighed in a wheelchair.

"My name is Youjiu, the man I love is dead."

I said this, and under his surprised gaze, I drank glasses after glass of fruit wine with him.

They are both people who have fallen into the world, so why do you have to know each other when you meet?

So, there was an extra witch sitting by the side watching the kitten kill.

Until the new Eden's soldiers came to Moggs, it was the final battle. The Eastern Continent lost everything, and only he did not give up. A cat guarded the avenue and killed all the enemies again and again, until a combination of a cat and a square ear was surrounded.

"This time, I can never save you again." He sighed.

"You can't save me." I still remember saying with a smile.

The fifth opening era ended, New Eden unified the entire continent, and cruel iron hooves trampled on everything.

No one knew that a kitten had fought to the end.

I opened my eyes again and found that I was not in front of the mirror. I was wearing a white long dress I got from my father on my birthday a year later.

"My little girl has grown up, and you must have met the right person." My sister-in-law always said something that makes people wonder.

Not wanting to endure the disappointment, he begged him before the game, but he refused.

"I'm not alive for you alone," he replied.

He always feels that he is trying hard to express himself and that a patient should not lose hope.

He didn't know that what he showed was the root of other people's pain, and what he showed was the extension of despair in life.

Once again disappointed, I entered the game again at the invitation of my friend, and once again saw the kitten standing on the street.

"Are you a new player... Sorry, let you see this bad side." He said this again.

He actually doesn't need to say that.

Once again, he accompanied him on the journey to save the Eastern Continent. Heroes can die, but beliefs cannot be lost.

"If I could, I really wanted to live again as in the novel. Maybe in this way, I wouldn't lose the girl I like." He said.

The small hotel private room is filled with medieval songs, and the female voice sang hoarsely whether you have loved you or not. Do you still remember that you love him more than he loves you?

Remember, unforgettable.

I closed my eyes again, opened my eyes again, and found that I was one year older.

If you can do it again, treat it honestly.

"You said I will die if I go to the competition?"

There is no reason to separate from each other without any doubts.

"Happy! I never thought you would be so over-the-top!"

If you can do it again, memories will be treated as dust.

"You have read too many novels about the Earth Federation!"

If your heart is not hurt, you can love without flaws.

"Let's break up!"

Once again, he lost his whereabouts again, wandered to the Federation again, and met him on that avenue again.

This time it was different, a peer who was squinting his eyes sat on the ruins where he used to sit.

"Are you new players... Sorry, Marceau and I let you see this bad side." She smiled and said as he used to be what he said, and his face was full of smiles, even if they were scarred from each other.

This time, the New Edens finally failed in Moggs, and the Eastern Continentals retained the last beacon of humanity. On the last night of opening, the horn of the final battle sounded.

"All of us have given it is worth it," she said.

"In comparison, I hope you are happy, this is the driving force for my battle," he added.

For the first time, I doubted my choice.

The first time, it started with standing in the corridor and watching Qiuyu.

The first time, my sister-in-law failed to meet because she traveled far away with her uncle.

For the first time, at a party where he met him, he passed by him with a smile.

But starting over cannot guarantee the success or failure of love. How many times will you understand after you start over.

I used it seventeen times.

What a stupid woman.

Every time he meets Marceau, he has different girls. Sometimes, he has other girls around him; sometimes, he has a trendy friend; more often, he is still alone, standing in a pool of blood.

"Is it useful for you to do this?"

New Eden won the final victory every time, but she had seen him every time he was injured, and knew why the scars on his body came, and she knew more about the pain and sorrow under his smile.

"At least I have worked hard, right? If the cat life has not worked hard, then my cat life will definitely be the most miserable."

Marceau always likes to laugh. Although behind his smile is sadness that others cannot perceive, he always likes to say that he has worked hard and has never regretted it, but in his eyes, he sees full of regret.

Compared to himself, Marceau was in pain because he could not do it again and could only repeat the mistakes again and again, but he was lucky because he did not need to do it again and again, and he did not have to face the pain of making choices again and again.
To be continued...