Qin Zhilu's hand relaxed a little, but he didn't let him go. He still pressed against the wall, those black eyes biting his gaze forcefully, not allowing him to escape even a little bit, and spoke in a low and urgent voice. Asked: "Why?"
An Yu pursed her lips that were swollen and numb from being kissed, and asked in a low voice, "Why?"
"Why did you shoot yourself?"
An Yu wasn't sure if the man in front of him was choked.
He could only reply softly: "I don't want you to die."
The pinch on his waist became stronger again, Qin Zhilu lifted him up again, and the two breaths came closer, "Why don't you want me to die?"
An Yu remained silent.
Sir, you are so cruel, he thought, his waist injury was really burning with pain. But it's useless to say it. If I say it to the superior, he will only think that this is some kind of scheming coquettishness.
"Huh?" Qin Zhilu stared at him, his dark eyes were gentle and sad. He suddenly lowered his eyes, pressed his forehead against An Yu's, and murmured in the small gap that almost no longer existed between the two of them: " I thought you were just an indifferent piece of bread, and nothing in the world should have anything to do with you."
The cabin was quiet for a long time, and An Yu spoke in a calm voice, "Do you remember what the former shop owner's wife said when she accompanied me to the bakery for the first time in the main city? She said that as long as there is bread, there is hope."
An Yu looked at Qin Zhilu quietly, "Even if it's just a piece of bread, it can always carry some hope. You can't carry too much, just one person. I just feel that you are always on the other side of everyone." On one side, you are relied on, used, doubted, and may also be abandoned. Therefore, there should be someone who will always stand unswervingly with you."
Before he finished speaking, he clearly saw Qin Zhilu's eyes turning red. The dark eyes flickered, and for a long time, Qin Zhilu brushed his nose with his, kissed his lips from his forehead downwards, and then turned his head to kiss his ears.
"There is no eternity in this world." Qin Zhilu whispered in his ear: "Perhaps Ling Qiu has not taught you that the law of entropy increase and the passage of time means that there is no eternity in the world."
An Yu wanted to refute, but was powerless. The hairs all over his body were standing up one by one. This feeling made him tremble. He subconsciously wanted to glance at the terminal to see if his survival value was threatened. But he couldn't move until Qin Zhilu's lips finally touched behind his ear.
The small scar behind the ear touched the scar on the corner of Qin Zhilu's lips.
The moment two old scars touched, An Yu's consciousness suddenly shrank - something huge and ethereal instantly spread out in the depths of his consciousness, vast, lonely, and boundless. He seemed to hear some distant whisper, a language that could not be scrutinized or thought about.
A moment passed, and his consciousness suddenly retracted, returning to this small, dim safe house.
Qin Zhilu's rapid breathing sounded in his ear. After a moment, Qin Zhilu pressed his forehead against his and asked in a low voice, "Do you feel it?"
An Yu was stunned and said, "What is that?"
"He, it's Him." Qin Zhilu reached out and touched the scar behind An Yu's ear with his fingers, "Maybe this is the scar left when He entered our bodies after accidentally splitting. These two scars are exactly what I am. The reason for me is the same as the reason for you.”
An Yu grabbed Qin Zhilu's wrist and said, "Sir, what exactly is he? A god?"
Ling Qiu was once a staunch atheist. He firmly believed that humans would eventually master the aberrant genetic code, overcome it, and end this inexplicable disaster.
Qin Zhilu shook his head, "I don't know, but it must be something beyond human cognition. In a higher dimension, a power that can... just like yours, can see through the compilation of time and space at a glance, like a child playing with Their dimensions are scrambled and pieced together at will like a jigsaw puzzle.”
An Yu was speechless. Qin Zhilu had obviously recognized the allegory of the parchment painting. In fact, the allegory of the parchment also coincided with the allegory - the mysterious arrival of twenty-seven years ago, a terrible thing split into several pieces. , entered into his, Qin Zhilu and Zhan Xue's bodies respectively.
"Four minutes have passed." Qin Zhilu whispered.
Although time is reset, the affected people will go back with their memories, so most of what happened will not happen again. Kaos shouldn't be so quiet, and Siena and Jiang Xiao will never sit still and wait for death.
An Yu opened the terminal and said in surprise: "Jiang Xiao's location is half a kilometer away."
"Oops." Qin Zhilu stood up suddenly, "It seems that the effect of time reset is not uniform. The three of them probably regressed more than us. This is the only explanation."
When An Yu and Qin Zhilu arrived at Jiang Xiao's location, Kaos had already stirred up a whirlpool of chaotic reactions again.
This time without Siena's genes, the chaos reaction was weaker than before, but Siena was crawling to the ground with difficulty. The chaos reaction substance seemed to have a special summoning power on her, making her involuntarily want to be integrated into it. .
An Yu noticed that Qin Zhilu was looking at Siena with furrowed brows, and asked in a low voice: "You can also..."
"I don't know how." Qin Zhilu said in a deep voice, "The summoning of chaotic reaction doesn't work on me. I don't know why it made her unable to control herself."
An Yu thought for a while, "Maybe Siena had already accepted the mental control of the super abnormal body without knowing it."
"I hope so." Qin Zhilu said, and the ground under his feet gradually broke out into thick branches. He seemed to express the genes of a certain tree. The roots of the tree extended under the surface like the meridians of the human body. In an instant, Then he tightly held Siena in the distance.
The scarlet eyes in the chaotic vortex became more and more crazy, and wherever Qin Zhilu's tree roots crawled, they immediately merged into the reaction vortex.
"You seem to be eager to devour me." Qin Zhilu looked up and stared into Kaos's eyes, "I think it's because the person I was supervising just acted too quickly, so you didn't realize who was controlling the response center. .”
These words made the red eyes tighten for a moment, but then, more land and houses were silently swallowed by the reaction vortex. Kaos quickly integrated all life and matter within sight at a speed far faster than before. He did not He spoke, but the provocation was unmistakable.
"Sir," An Yu said, "Let me do it this time."
As soon as the words fell, the vortex of chaotic reactions quickly converged. An Yu crossed to the center of the vortex at a fixed point, but missed it. He was protected by Jiang Xiao's branches and did not fall. Only then did he realize that Kaos was not only It can only control the reaction direction. This monstrous tornado-like reactant has completely inherited Kaos's will and can instantly increase its density and avoid his approach.
"Your fear will only make your weaknesses more exposed." An Yu spoke harshly, looking down at Jiang Xiao from a high altitude - the roots of the arctic willow stuck Jiang Xiao to the ground, even though the land around him had collapsed and been swallowed up , but his feet were still very stable, and poppy branches were coming out of his arms. In the blink of an eye, the human arms were gone, and there were only endless branches extending from his shoulders, all tied around An Yu's body. .
In the earphones, the cold and arrogant voice said: "No matter what you want to do, please don't worry, my branches will not let you go."
"I believe it." An Yu said, his golden eyes suddenly condensed, and the huge folding of space directly cut off several buildings within the range. The next moment, others appeared in the center of the reaction vortex - and the vortex had converged again, just in time Avoid him and reel in more matter beyond.
An Yu didn't stop for a moment and folded again!
The continuous fluctuations in space have disrupted the violent wind and snow. The changes in the medium have caused confusion in the conduction of sound waves and light. The sound of the wind whistle has turned into a strange roar, and the monstrous vortex is like being swept away within the sight. The shattered kaleidoscope was broken and reorganized again and again, but everyone knew that it was just a visual misdirection. The space that could be seen was being folded again and again recklessly under An Yu's control. Every time, he did not hesitate. Send yourself to the center of the reaction vortex - the place of death that everyone fears.
The terminal began to alarm. The crazy folding of space caused more and more damage to An Yu himself. Every time he folded, the branches and vines that Jiang Xiao tied to his body would be torn apart. Jiang Xiao ignored the broken branches and vines and looked at them wrongly. Stare at the sky without blinking, and when that figure appears again, the endless branches and vines will follow unyieldingly.
I don’t know how many times it happened, the scene in my sight suddenly stopped for a moment, and then the sound disappeared.
Siena raised her neck with difficulty from the ground and watched the thin figure in the sky flash and never be seen again.
But then, scarlet branches and vines shot out from both sides behind her towards the center of the vortex. When they touched the reaction vortex, a large number of branches and vines were quickly merged and stirred in. She turned around suddenly and saw Jiang Xiao standing on the ground. The veins on his forehead popped out, and scarlet snake scales were spreading on his cheeks, which was a sign that his physical expression was out of control. The branches of the arctic willow climb up from his ankles to his thighs. This man has almost completely transformed himself into a plant - his arms have turned into endless poppy vines, and he pierces into the vortex like a moth into a flame to find what he wants to protect. The object, the legs have exhausted the genes of Arctic willow, allowing themselves to stand firmly in the present and never give in to chaos.
Siena was almost dumbfounded. After a moment, she couldn't help but look at Qin Zhilu beside her.
After the time was reset, Qin Zhilu did not take any action except grabbing her easily.
From beginning to end, he just stood on the ground, looking up at An Yu. Those black eyes seemed calm and calm, but they seemed to hide too many emotions that were difficult to read.
"Sir, I'm probably in." An Yu's voice suddenly sounded on the channel.
His voice was weak and trembling, and just by listening to it, one could imagine the sweat and blood dripping from the tips of his hair.
Qin Zhilu said "Yeah", "It's very ugly inside."
"Indeed." An Yu swallowed the sweet taste in his throat, "That thing in my body... no, it's me. It's hard to stand this dirty mess."
"Found it." Jiang Xiao suddenly said.
The pair of red eyes that had been exhausted in the frost and snow suddenly condensed - thousands of poppy vines were twisted and broken by the vortex reaction, but finally there were two tenacious ones that went deep in and caught An Yu.
Qin Zhilu felt that An Yu would say something else before taking action, but the channel fell silent.
He waited for a long time, but didn't expect anything. He only waited for a shocking loud noise, as if a nuclear bomb exploded in front of his eyes, and the intense light almost blinded his eyes, but there was no fierce wind, wave or stray fire as he imagined - The chaotic reactant did not go to heat death. It just disintegrated instantly and dissipated into nothingness like every greedy glutton in Area 53.
"Chaos is finally ended by order." He whispered against the bright light.
At the moment of Kaos's death, the temperature in Area 99 rose sharply, and it immediately broke away from Jiang Xiao's critical value. Jiang Xiao's mental power dropped rapidly. Qin Zhilu shot two shots and cut off the connection between him and An Yu. Two thin and tough vines and huge black wings suddenly opened from behind, reaching high into the sky in an instant, hugging the fallen An Yu.
An Yu closed his eyes and slept peacefully.
Those golden eyes were covered by eyelids, and there was no confusion, calculation, timidity and stubbornness.
His survival value was less than 1%, but he still survived.
Qin Zhilu hugged An Yu and descended, feeling that the person in his arms was light and weightless, not as heavy as a feather on his wings.
Maybe An Yu has always been like this.
The baby wandering around in the garbage factory twenty-seven years ago, the cowardly orphan in the slums eleven years ago, and the coward who shrank onto the shuttle bus during the winter solstice last year.
The god divided himself into three parts, the most powerful and complete being the body of order.
However, the body of order is the most cautious, carefully throwing itself into the dust, small, humble, and silent.
But destined to live forever.
—Order cannot tolerate chaos, and therefore cannot tolerate its own demise.
Qin Zhilu kissed An Yu's lips again in the air.
"So, I've been waiting for a turnaround for ten years, and it finally happened."
He murmured softly: "It's you whether I like it or not."
*
An Yu realized that he had slept for a long time, just like the long deep sleep he had in Area 53 during his childhood. He could realize that he was sleeping, and could even vaguely feel the wind and snow in the world intensifying.
But this time there was something different. When he felt like he was about to wake up, he suddenly dreamed of the poet.
The first time I met the poet was at the night prayer meeting in District 53. The gentle and elegant man stood on the reading platform of the church and read loudly: "Sorrow calmed down in my heart, just like dusk fell on the silent mountain forest* .”
Later, the poet took him to the high platform, pointed to things he couldn't see in the sky, and told him about the gears and the broken red light. After several encounters, he sold him prophetic poems like a con man. He once looked at his golden eyes in trance and murmured: "Your eyes are so beautiful, making the chaos of this world seem worthless."
Until that elegant and soft figure made a desperate leap on the high-rise building, and then laughed hysterically in the hospital.
He cursed Qin Zhilu, and then cursed the world. He sadly told everyone's fate, until he was imprisoned and monitored - until he disappeared.
Before waking up from the dream, An Yu returned to the safe house again. Frost and snow poured in roughly from the small window pane. He squinted and looked up. Standing at the window was the arrogant crow, looking down at him with compassion and mockery. .
He could never guess the poet's thoughts. He was a very contradictory person, An Yu thought. Perhaps the poet's contradictions and pains come from the incompleteness of his cognition, but Dian's cognition may not be complete either. According to the fable, Zhan Xue is the only cognitive body that splits things. Unfortunately, Zhan Xue died, and Dian got it. Her notebook, the poet may have gotten her eye sac from nowhere, but the cognitive body will eventually be divided and shattered, and no one in the world will know what the outcome of everything is, and whether there is a way to survive in the world.
Perhaps no one can tell him where he and the commander will go together.
When An Yu opened his eyes, regret was still lingering in his heart, but he was quickly attracted by the sight in front of him.
Minaret, Qin Zhilu's room.
He was lying on the officer's bed. The heavy snow outside the window seemed to be burying the world. An Yu had never seen such heavy snow in his memory, especially in the area close to the main city.
Qin Zhilu stood in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, as if he had been standing there for a long time.
"long……"
Before An Yu finished speaking, his eyes were fixed on the wall.
The calendar shows that it is the morning of December 21, 2149.
winter solstice.
He actually slept for two months.
Qin Zhilu stiffened for a moment and immediately turned around. A moment of unconcealed surprise flashed in his black eyes. Then he sighed, walked over and put his hand on An Yu's head.
"Finally woke up. Like a small animal, it hibernates when it is said to be hibernating."
An Yu was at a loss for a while before moving his gaze from the officer's face to the window, "It's snowing so heavily..."
"It started snowing after you passed out in District 99. It started snowing harder and harder, and gradually spread to the whole world. The first place where it snowed was District 99, as well as several areas where the abnormal tide was the strongest at that time." Qin Zhilu nodded, He suddenly turned his head and looked out the window, "I only recently realized that this kind of strange snow always seems to fall when you are asleep, and that is often when the big abnormal tides and unusual movements subside."
An Yu's eyes moved slightly, "What do you want to say?"
"I don't know either. I'm not a poet or a poet. I can't see through many things at a glance." Qin Zhilu paused, "But I still stick to what I have thought over the years. Wind and snow are not necessarily bad things."
