[But An Yu, we seem to have succeeded. 】
[When something impossible happens, it is often called eternity. 】
[I still don’t understand why, but eternity has already happened, not now, but a long time ago. 】
An Yu was startled.
He opened the door, and Qin Zhilu stood in front of the desk with his back to him. On the wall was the same map projection as in the White Tower Hall.
There are no ugly or weird physical signs of deformation.
There is no roaring, mania or attack as imagined.
The man stood upright and upright as before. The wall showed that he only had single-digit mental strength. Veins popped up on the side of his face and the back of his hands, but he was quiet and peaceful.
Qin Zhilu seemed to smile when he heard the sound of the door opening.
"came back?"
He whispered: "I told 21 that if you don't come back, I won't be able to find a topic to continue chatting with him."
"Sir..." An Yu was stunned.
He subconsciously touched the notebook in the inner pocket of his windbreaker.
A classic explanation emerges.
[An Yu, do you remember that we all tried to explore Lu's heart, but he was too defensive, and we could only see a cold tower. In fact, that is the Chaos Body, a part of Him, the abyss that has been calling Qin Zhilu. For so many years, he had been standing in front of the tower, looking up, listening to and resisting its call. 】
[So, there has never been a chaotic body sleeping as humans think, there is only a person's painstaking self-restraint. 】
An Yu was stunned for a long time.
——Didn’t you say that in countless possibilities of parallel time and space, he lost his human will before the chaos fusion?
[Yes, there is nothing wrong with this perception. 】
[In all other time and space possibilities, Qin Zhilu failed to resist until the end. He finally embarked on the same path as Siena, and the disaster repeated itself. But only in this last space-time opportunity, he didn't. 】
——Why not?
Dian thought for a moment.
[This is the part I haven’t thought through yet. Things that change him are hard to find, so I can't see them. 】
——What does it mean to be difficult to find?
[Perhaps it is a small thing, something common in this world. For example, a piece of snow, or a small piece of bread. 】
An Yu's eyes trembled slightly and fell into the deep black eyes opposite.
[In short, that was his turning point and his glimmer of hope. 】
[Because of that small and inconspicuous thing, he did not go up to that cold tower. 】
Chapter 107 World Line·107
A piece of snow is everywhere, or a bun.
"What are you thinking about?"
Qin Zhilu finally turned around and looked at An Yu. Those familiar eyes changed. The dark pupils were dilated, and the pupils were concentrated. The darkness was ready to move in them, as if they contained an abyss that could swallow all things.
However, An Yu only paid attention to it for a moment, then lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Sir, am I your little bread?"
Qin Zhilu seemed a little confused, but he didn't delve into it. The veins on his forehead popped out, and the blood vessels under his skin beat violently with his heartbeat. This weak human will had already occupied all his energy.
"Of course you are." He only looked at An Yu and replied: "I have said before that you are just a piece of bread from beginning to end. This huge and mixed world has nothing to do with you. You just... happened to be owned by me. .”
The majestic darkness flowing in the black eyes seemed to pause for a moment. He frowned slightly, looked at An Yu and said, "Your voice has changed. I probably can't hold on for too long. My senses have failed. Listening to you speaks like a new person." I met someone, and it felt like we had seen each other before.”
"I have a cold." An Yu said quickly, "It's not your problem."
"Is this so?"
Qin Zhilu waved him over, put his palm on his hot forehead, sighed for a long time, and rubbed his head heavily, "I'm tired and sick. Don't cooperate with Black Tower for a long time in the future, or you will be wasted."
He glanced down at the familiar gun on An Yu's waist, and slightly curled his lips, "Dingfeng... I'm afraid he is less human than you, and won't consider whether you are tired or not, leaving him and them. Please stay away."
An Yu responded, took out the notebook from the inner pocket of his windbreaker, opened the title page, and saw an eye embedded in the book.
He told Qin Zhilu about the key issues about Dian, and Qin Zhilu just nodded, "So, that sunset, in the church, the four of us got together for the first time in our lives, and something was definitely triggered. Something.”
An Yu was stunned for a moment, "Did you feel it that day too?"
"Yeah. There was a voice in my consciousness, and it suddenly became louder when I entered the church that day."
An Yu knew that he was talking about the chaotic body buried in him. I'm afraid that voice has been there for so many years, but Qin Zhilu never mentioned it. During this long and uncertain ordeal, he never appealed to anyone for help.
Even at this moment, his tone was as calm as when he used to discuss the chewiness of bread.
"So we will all merge with you - accept your gaze and judgment, until the lost parts of Him are accepted by you, and we die."
Qin Zhilu murmured, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips. His dark eyes lowered, and his gaze fell on An Yu's body wearing a crisp windbreaker, which was a little gentle.
"Very romantic, don't you think?"
An Yu was suddenly startled by the unfamiliar word coming out of Qin Zhilu's mouth.
"Romance? You'll die."
"Death and romance are not in conflict." Qin Zhilu slowly took off his gloves and put them on one by one for An Yu. Then he interlocked with An Yu's fingers, took An Yu's hand and took out the gun from his waist.
"The name of this gun is Guardian." Qin Zhilu stroked the barrel of the gun with his other hand, as if caressing the passing years - "I used it to kill many people, freaks, civilians, and soldiers. , lawful ones. Every bullet is for protection."
On the map projected on the wall, the whole world was submerged in dazzling light, with only the main city sleeping in darkness. Then, the scene switched to a drone over the main city, where the tiny human fire was swaying in the wildly dancing wind and snow.
The crisp sound of a gun bolt.
Qin Zhilu held An Yu's hand and put the gun to his throat.
He turned his back to the wind and snow and said, "It's a familiar scene."
Wind and snow.
He was wearing cold black clothes and leather gloves, holding a gun in one hand.
He faced another man whose clothes were thin and had a gun pressed against his throat.
Qin Zhilu took a step back, half-knelt down in front of An Yu with one knee, and stared up.
"Kill me." He said, "The fragments of the Chaos Body are still rushing toward me crazily. I'm not sure whether I can hold on to the end with my will as Dian said. Now, killing me is the safest strategy."
An Yu's eyes trembled and he held the gun tightly.
"We are going to perish eventually." Qin Zhilu squeezed his hand a little tighter, sighing softly in his voice, "I'm sorry for pulling you out of your world, but in the end I still want you to come back. To the past life, losing all ties, maybe this is our destiny——"
The sudden tight pain in his throat made his voice hoarse. An Yu's gun pressed heavily against his throat, and his head hit the wall, causing a burning sensation.
"Can you be nice to me?"
An Yu's eyes were scarlet, and his voice was trembling with sobs, "Don't force me... That's how you forced me with a gun on the snowy field."
Qin Zhilu's burning throat took a long time to make a few broken sounds.
A coaxing tone.
"But now it's changed."
The muzzle of the gun immediately pressed deeper, and he was not allowed to say another word.
"But now it's the other way around, and you're still forcing me." An Yu's brows trembled, and tears finally fell, "I did say on the winter solstice that even if you have a bad character and are unreasonable, I still love you. I fell in love with you. But you can’t always rely on me to love you. You must change your nature and you can’t always bully me like this——”
Before he finished speaking, a thick and powerful thing wrapped around his waist. Before An Yu could react, the gun in his hand had fallen to the ground. Several dark and smooth tentacles bound his wrists and waist. He was thrown down. The ground, and then those tentacles disappeared instantly. Qin Zhilu suppressed him with his body and kissed him forcefully.
The chief has never been gentle.
When An Yu was bitten in pain, he thought to himself, this person has been so cold and rude from the first time he met him. He is not allowed to be disobedient, not allowed to act coquettishly, and not even allowed to finish his complaints.
He didn't feel sorry for him at all.
But as he was thinking this, the heavy breathing above his head suddenly stopped for a moment. Qin Zhilu let go of his bitten and bleeding lips and gently kissed the end of his eyes.
He took away the tears that had fallen from his eyes, carefully touched them with his lips from the end of his eyes to his cheeks, and said hoarsely: "Don't cry."
"I won't let you cry." An Yu's voice trembled even more, and his golden eyes that frightened all the lawful people were wrapped in a pool of water, staring at Qin Zhilu, "Even Putao knows that it's difficult for me, but you... …”
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's my fault, I'm not good."
Qin Zhilu was heartbroken by his crying. He glanced at the spiritual power on the wall that he could no longer detect. He wanted to kiss him in confusion, but he didn't know where to kiss him to make him stop condemning him. In the end, he had to instinctively break her off. She reached over his head and licked the small old scar behind his ear.
An Yu's heaving chest finally calmed down.
Qin Zhilu comforted him, but suddenly noticed that his body stiffened, turned his head, and followed his line of sight to look at the projection on the wall.
The huge snowstorm above the main city stopped without warning.
To be precise, it's not stopping, but solidifying.
——Those flying snowflakes are condensed in the sky. If the electronic timer is not still working normally, it will make people mistakenly think that time and space have stopped at this moment.
Qin Zhilu was stunned for a while before he suddenly realized something and looked at An Yu suddenly, "When did it happen?"
Without waiting for An Yu's reply, he said to himself: "It seems that Dian and I's guess about the source of the snowflakes is correct... The wind and snow are the product of the resistance of the order body, but you can actually control them with your mind. Is it snowing?"
An Yu said "Huh", lowered his eyes and looked at the officer's wrinkled clothes that he had grabbed out, and tried to calm down his messy breath.
"The wind and snow will indeed change due to fluctuations in my status, but I'm sorry, sir, I can't control it smoothly yet. Sometimes it is possible to control some wind and snow on a small scale... but sometimes it is completely uncontrollable, such as... …”
For example, he couldn't tell.
Qin Zhilu looked at him and suddenly laughed.
"For example, now, I am so angry that I cry, I am kissed, and I cannot control my emotions."
An Yu pursed his lips, turned his head away and said nothing.
Qin Zhilu pressed on him without letting go, and stroked his hair with her hot palm, as if smoothing the fur of some small animal. An Yu's mind was in a mess, inexplicably thinking that the octopus man in "Super Freak Kindergarten" always coaxed rabbit An like this, and also thought that Qin Zhilu sometimes poked 21 through the screen with the same action.
Qin Zhilu comforted him for a long time before speaking, "You..."
"I don't want you to die." An Yu immediately interrupted him, raised his eyes and stared, "Sending Him away is the wish of mankind, not mine. I don't care about the life and death of mankind, let alone Him, I only care You, sir."
