"Fang Jun..."
Asaka Akie's voice was as gentle as ever, but now it was a little low, as if it had lost its vitality.
"I can't sleep and want to talk to you."
"Okay, it just so happens that I can't sleep either. What a coincidence, isn't it?"
Normally, Fang Cheng would have just hung up. Why can't you come and disturb my sleep if I can't sleep?
But now he has enough patience to listen to every word Asaka Minghui says.
Asaka Minghui also chuckled, and then remained silent for a while before saying: "I'm sorry, I don't know what to say..."
Fang Cheng also smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, you can talk about whatever topic you want, no matter it's good or bad, healthy or unhealthy. I'll serve you wholeheartedly, Fang Cheng, my night chatter."
Asaka Minghui couldn't help laughing, and Fang Cheng also laughed with her.
Smiling, Asaka Minghui's voice suddenly became choked: "I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."
Fang Cheng stopped his smile and said softly: "Don't apologize, you didn't do anything wrong."
"Thank you, Fang Jun, I always can't control my emotions like this."
Asaka Akie tried hard to stop the urge to cry, and said with a thick nasal voice: "I have sent you today's class notes online, please remember to check them, and remember to attend class on time in the future... Otherwise, you will miss the knowledge points... Remember to eat more vegetables for lunch to maintain balanced nutrition... Remember to wear more clothes when the weather gets cold... Don't always go out at night... It's... very dangerous..."
Asaka Minghui chattered, just like a mother or sister, admonishing some daily little things.
But by the end, she was crying.
Fang Cheng listened silently, and finally asked slowly: "Chaoxiang, what happened?"
Asaka Minghui's voice was intermittent: "Fang Jun... you can ask this... I am very happy, but... it is too late."
Fang Cheng raised his head and glanced at the sky: "I think it's not too late. There are still more than two hours before morning."
After a long silence, Asaka Minghui's voice rang out: "Fang Jun...can you call me sister?"
"Can!"
Fang Cheng said solemnly: "But you must come to me and tell me in person."
"I'm sorry...I can't do it...the distance between us is too far."
Asaka Minghui's voice was as gentle as ever: "Maybe I am just an insignificant classmate to you. Maybe ten or twenty years later, you will forget me, but for me, knowing you is really happy! Thank you!"
After that, the call was hung up.
Fang Cheng listened to the busy signal from his phone and silently pressed redial.
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off!"
He looked at the phone expressionlessly.
Asaka Akie usually comes to school happily, her freedom is not restricted, and her mood is not abnormal.
Mai Sato has the police and parents paying attention, and is protected by bodyguards. Everything is normal.
Why did the situation take a turn for the worse all of a sudden, when two things happened to come together?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he finally settled on a few keywords.
The Sect of Ultimate Bliss, The Day of the God's Descendance, The Holy Seed Saint, The Two-in-one, and the Dual Personality.
"Sato!"
Fang Cheng suddenly spoke to Sato Hayato and asked, "Does your sister Sato Mai have a dual personality?"
Sato Hayato was surprised. Only his family of four knew about this matter, and it had never been spread to the outside world.
Facing Fang Cheng's questioning look, he nodded: "Yes, my sister has a dual personality."
"Does she have any weird scars?"
"This...no."
Fang Cheng didn't ask any more, just sighed deeply and rubbed his face with his hands, his face full of tiredness.
Since time travel, he has been trying to keep a distance from everyone, even his partner Rin Kanzaki, and the two parties have never communicated sincerely.
He is afraid that due to emotional factors, he will one day fall into a dilemma and be exhausted.
The ability to resurrect his body and become stronger through training also gives him a subtle sense of play.
But Asaka Aki's suppressed cries finally completely shattered this illusion.
These people are not games, but flesh and blood, living people with their own emotions, likes and dislikes.
And his emotions, like ink dripping into clear water, have long been deeply integrated with the world and are no longer distinguishable from each other.
"Classmate Fang, are you okay?"
Sato Hayato asked worriedly.
"I'm fine!"
Fang Cheng raised his head again, the tiredness on his face had been wiped away.
What replaced it was a look of determination and a burning fire in his eyes.
"Sato, I have something to take a step forward. You should go back and stop running around."
"Ok, I see."
Fang Cheng warned him, then started the car and sped away with the roar of the engine.
Sato Hayato silently watched Fang Cheng's leaving figure, turned around and returned home.
…
Asaka Minghui sat in the living room, slowly put down her mobile phone, and stared blankly ahead, her eyes unfocused.
The landlady, Grandma Matsuda, stood on the side of the sofa and reminded: "Minghui-chan, let's start after the phone call. It's already getting late."
Asaka Minghui came to her senses and slowly wiped away the tears on her face with her sleeves.
She stood up, walked to the niche in the corner of the living room, offered a stick of incense to her father and brother, and then walked into her mother's bedroom.
Grandma Matsuda stayed outside and did not come in. Her mother Shizuko Asaka was already waiting in the bedroom.
The layout in the bedroom is very simple, even crude, with only a bed and a wardrobe.
There is a huge painting hanging on one wall. The content of the painting is foggy, and the only thing that can be seen clearly is two women surrounded by countless believers.
One was wearing a cloak and armor, holding a huge sword in both hands, and his whole body was covered in flames.
One is wearing a long gauze dress and a laurel wreath on her head. She is radiant and smiling.
These two women are the twin gods of the Paradise Cult, the God of Anger and the God of Love.
When Asaka Aki walked in, Asaka Shizuko was kneeling on the ground, clasping her hands and praying devoutly to the painting.
Asaka Minghui stood aside silently, her eyes also fell on the painting, her eyes empty.
Mother and daughter looked at the same painting, but their emotions were completely different.
After the prayer, Asaka Shizuko stood up from the ground and picked up a slender bamboo stick two fingers wide.
She looked back at her daughter, with no trace of affection in her eyes, only indifference.
Asaka Akie silently took off all the clothes on her upper body, and her naked skin was covered with twisted and ugly scars.
She arranged her clothes and put them aside, then slowly knelt down in front of the portrait.
Asaka Shizuko raised the bamboo stick in her hand and hit her daughter hard on the back.
Snapped!
A clear bloodstain appeared on Asaka Minghui's back.
She endured it with an expressionless face, as if she was already accustomed to this kind of pain.
Asaka Shizuko did not stop, and continued to beat her daughter's body with a bamboo stick. At the same time, she yelled in a sharp voice: "Your original sin killed your father, your original sin killed your brother, you must ask the Supreme Being God’s atonement!”
Hearing this voice, a look of pain appeared on Asaka Minghui's face, she hugged her shoulders with her hands and closed her eyes silently.
Asaka Shizuko's movements became faster and faster, the curses in her mouth became more and more sharp, and her eyes flashed with religious fanaticism.
When she hit Asaka Minghui on the head for the last time, one hand suddenly raised and grabbed the fallen bamboo stick.
Asaka Akie took off her glasses with her other hand, stood up from the ground, pulled the bamboo strips hard and broke them.
"Yu Qing!"
Asaka Shizuko saw her daughter taking off her glasses and asked quickly: "Aren't Minghui asleep?"
The person controlling her body now was Ye Yuqing. She glanced at her mother coldly, put on her clothes, and walked out of the bedroom.
In the living room outside, in addition to Grandma Matsuda, there were a dozen more cultists wearing black and white uniforms.
Seeing Ye Yuqing coming out, they silently separated on both sides to make way for a path. At the same time, they took out a black Bible from their bodies, opened it, and recited it in a low voice.
"Let's go..." Grandma Matsuda said from the side: "This is the road to the paradise of paradise."
"No!"
Ye Yuqing sneered: "This is a road leading to death."
She hid her glasses close to her body, then stepped forward amidst the sound of reading, and never looked back.
