Xia Xianyue put down the bag containing breakfast and hugged Su Yao into her arms.
Like caring for an injured child.
Very warm.
Very disgusting.
Is it arrogance?
Self-righteous arrogance. Thinking that you have everything in your hands, thinking that you can change everything as long as you read the file.
But as early as Xia Xianyue, we should have understood that if we don't use a cautious attitude, it will really cause irreparable consequences.
Bug.
Does that kind of thing still exist?
Last time I died 5 times and I could go back to the previous day, what about this time?
Is it okay if I die 100 times?
“···”
In arms.
So, is there really another hundred times?
Once, twice, three times...ten times, it seemed that I didn't recall the cowardly thoughts I had when I first came to this world. But when the number increased to hundreds or thousands, I started to think of it.
May I?
Real death. Even if he abandons the girl in front of him who holds him in a warm embrace.
have no idea.
I just feel that I can't do nothing, at least now, while I still have that strong unwillingness.
"I'm fine. It was an emergency just now, and I suddenly remembered something sad."
Su Yao left the warm place and put on a fake smile mask.
“···”
He saw her looking at him with a worried expression, as if she wanted to say something.
"It's really okay. Thanks to you, you almost squeezed me so hard that I couldn't breathe. I suddenly forgot why I was sad just now."
“···”
Xia Xianyue stared straight at Su Yao, "Ah Yao is always like this. When encountering something sad, he uses this tone to deal with it."
“···”
Found it.
Well, it was just poor acting in the first place.
"Don't make the atmosphere so serious all of a sudden."
"Look at the legs?"
But even if it's clumsy, you still have to continue acting.
"Um."
But she didn't seem to take it as a joke at all. Instead, she sat on the stool and began to slide up the pleated skirt in earnest.
"I'm just kidding."
“···”
She suddenly put Su Yao's hand on the midpoint of her skirt and stockings, covering it with her palm.
For a moment, I seemed to see sad eyes, but it was fleeting.
Another unreserved tone.
"If this can cover Ah Yao's bad memories, I'm willing to do anything."
Very seriously.
Really very serious.
“···”
For a moment, Su Yao felt despicable again.
Now, what do you think of her in front of you?
Non-existent world line, tools?
Pretentious.
timid.
Not decisive enough.
Everything is done in a sloppy manner.
In an instant, a lot of negative things were poured out.
I was just joking like this to make her happy, and then find an excuse to let her go, and then commit suicide. But this time is different from the past. This time I plan to commit suicide many times. Even countless times, until I give up completely...
No one knows whether real death will come.
No one knows whether Xia Xianyue, who is in front of her now, will truly continue to live. Can she live on her own in a world without herself? Does she have the courage to live after her own death?
So did the previous worlds that may have existed or disappeared.
For someone as careful as her, it is normal to find that she is perfunctory and that she is trying to force a smile.
Then start getting serious.
For her, as she said, she is willing to do anything as long as it makes her not sad.
Why is this the case?
One, in order not to cause trouble to himself, died.
A person who is willing to do anything in order not to make himself sad.
If we use logic to push back and push back from the results, then the other party that allows two beings to have no reservations must be a very outstanding being and worthy of admiration, right?
Do you exist like that?
“···”
Su Yao took back the hand on her leg, "I want to ask you to do me a favor."
"Um."
"Go wash your face, brush your teeth, eat. Then go to sleep."
"Eh?"
"Have you ever looked in the mirror? See what I'm like. If others see it, they think I'm abusing my girlfriend."
“···”
"Aren't you going? Didn't you just say you were willing to do it for me?"
"...Click."
Xia Xianyue approached.
Then he kissed Su Yao very lightly on the face, and then hugged her gently, "I'm not lying. I will know when Ah Yao recovers from his injury. I will not lie to Ah Yao."
"After we are discharged from the hospital, we will create more beautiful memories together."
"Just forget all those bad things, okay?"
"Then I'm looking forward to it."
Su Yao did not deliberately pretend to be looking forward to it, but just smiled calmly. Then he watched her leave the ward.
Being deliberate now will only have the opposite effect.
Her cell phone is still on the table.
Su Yao thought, from now on, every time he dies, he should leave something behind for her.
But what should be left behind?
If it was really a real death, I would have to commit suicide again.
Time is limited, even if it is not limited, after all, it is impossible for her to survive with just one or two words.
Then take a step back.
“···”
Su Yao picked up her mobile phone, opened the text message, and wrote on the editing page.
'Actually, I might like you a little bit. Maybe it would be great if you were my wife.'
If you really will die.
Then, it's all I can do to at least make her happy a little bit.
Putting the phone back on the cabinet, Su Yao tried to get up from the bed.
Sure enough, even though his body was covered with gauze, his vital parts were not injured and his bones were completely fine.
I just said that the moment I forced myself to get up from the bed, I felt that the wound immediately burst open, and hot liquid flowed out and soaked the gauze.
fine.
"call···"
It just hurts a little.
Far worse than death.
It's just a little blood loss, and it will be replenished immediately after loading the file.
It's still early and more blood will bleed.
Su Yao walked to the door and, like last time, held on to the wall and went to the next ward to borrow a fruit knife.
"Sorry, there is no fruit knife here."
?
Probably because the time has changed, I couldn't borrow the knife in the previous ward.
Then go to the next room.
···
"Okay, but you must remember to come back later."
I borrowed it from the third room.
"Thank you. I will definitely pay you back."
"By the way, your gauze is soaked red and the wound has collapsed, right? Is it really okay? Really, no one is taking care of you even if you are so seriously injured? Where are your family members?"
"Someone is taking care of me, and taking good care of me. She is my girlfriend."
"Well."
"Sorry, I'll return it to you when I use it up."
Yeah?
Now it seems that she really likes Xia Xianyue a little bit. She doesn't want to hear other people say bad things about her. Even though it's just unintentional.
"Hi, ah ah."
Holding the fruit knife with a piece of apple crumbs stained on it, Su Yao gasped, ignoring the pain radiating from various parts of his body and speeding up to the bathroom.
"Ah Yao?"
"Are you going to the bathroom? You idiot, why did you come out on your own without waiting for me? What should I do if the wound bursts open?!"
Xia Xianyue's worried voice suddenly came from behind, and the sound of footsteps immediately began to approach.
“···”
Is it because too much time is wasted?
Su Yao could only hide the fruit knife, which was about the length of a palm, in front of him to avoid being seen, and then quickly got into the men's room in front of him as if he hadn't heard.
Sorry.
Maybe it's meaningless, but it's what I have to do.
Speaking of which, You Ye can be regarded as one of your saviors. Therefore, I should die both publicly and privately, and try various methods to find the bug. During this period, I cannot let time advance even one day. Even if I really die.
There is nothing we can do about it. If the conscious body can see you again, I will slowly say something nice to you.
If successful.
Then I will tell you, congratulations, you have successfully promoted from a tool man to a lovely girl. In addition, I also want to introduce a sister to you.
My eyelids almost closed... I had no time to revise, so I went to sleep. If I had known better, I wouldn't have said that sentence, because I was afraid that someone would really wait stupidly.