A person's life span of hundreds of years is long and short. Compared with some historical accumulation, it seems small and weak. Many things are unclear.
He looked around confusedly with his eyes open, unable to see clearly what he really wanted, what was right, and what was wrong.
And Mu Tang, who has another understanding of society, always feels that she can't see the road ahead clearly when looking at the road in front of her. In many things, she can no longer make choices as she did before, relying only on her heart. .
For example, Qi Su, for example... Lu Yan.
The sleeping man became completely quiet, and his angular face showed the exhaustion that could not be concealed.
Mu Tang sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out her hand. Her fingertips lightly ran across his cheek, describing his eyes, nose, lips...
Then it fell on his chin. Perhaps he didn't have time to process the image, Mu Tang touched the short hard stubble.
Mu Tang paused, and couldn't help but smile. She tapped Lu Yan's chin with her fingertips, and then glanced at the scarred wound on his face that had been scratched at some point. At this time, the smile on the corners of his lips gradually disappeared.
When these scabs fall off, Lu Yan will probably have these scars on her body instead of recovering without a trace like her, as if these injuries never appeared.
Man... short and long life is like a burning flame, starting from a little spark and burning more and more intensely, finally burning, and then slowly dying out...
Brilliant and heroic, but only for a moment.
Just like Lu Yan.
As time goes by, Mu Tang will always be Mu Tang, his appearance remains unchanged, and he will never age. As for Lu Yan, he will slowly grow old, and his straight back will gradually become rickety, and then he will close his eyes. Leave her alone.
In a daze, an old male voice suddenly appeared in my mind, saying intermittently:
"Human life is so short, too short, as short as a moment. There is nothing and nothing can be created!!"
The corners of Mu Tang's eyes trembled, and she recognized this voice as Mu Xu's voice in the strange memory she had obtained.
The voice faded and disappeared, as if ringing in the ears, as if it was just an auditory hallucination, chattering endlessly:
"It's too short, too meaningless. He can't stay with you forever. Even if you are willing to turn into dust with him, when he grows old and you are still young, your time will no longer intersect."
"You will become strangers, separated by the chasm of time!!! Only I am right. If he gets the same time as you, which is almost eternity, you can be together forever!!"
Mu Tang shook his head and covered his ears, trying to block out the sounds, but it was useless.
That voice seemed to echo in her head, over and over again:
"The world is so big and there are so many things that haven't been done yet. How long can he stay with you in his short lifespan?! His time is meaningless..."
"He will die!! You will have to stand there alone and watch helplessly after all!!"
"He will die!!!!"
Mu Tang's eyes widened suddenly, and the non-beating heart in her chest seemed to be beating violently. The thumping, dong dong, dong made her dizzy! !
If we didn't understand death or time before, so we were always carefree and just wanted to be with Lu Yan forever, then now Mu Tang finally understands these things and has to face this problem squarely.
Mu Tang couldn't help but start to imagine that when Lu Yan was old and she would still be like what she is now, would Lu Yan still be willing to see her at that time?
Or, could she really bear to let Lu Yan face her and then clearly realize the passage of life?
"Maybe... he is right." Mu Tang lowered his head, stared at Lu Yan with his big eyes open, as if he wanted to carve his face into his eyes and into his heart:
"Human life is too short, so short that it is meaningless. The fragility of the body makes them die so easily..."
She is not that philanthropic, unlike Lu Yan who worries about the survival of all mankind all day long. She only wants to protect the people close to her and want the people she likes to be well.
At least Lu Yan must be fine.
If Lu Yan, like her, had super high self-healing ability, he would no longer die from excessive physical injuries. Don't worry about the passage of time, they can be together forever.
Thinking this way, there is almost no harm at all.
Mu Tang thought so, her sharp nails involuntarily pierced into her fingertips, and thick, thick dark red blood seeped out slowly, condensing into a drop of blood that could not fall.
Her fingertips trembled and slowly hovered above Lu Yan's lips:
Just one drop and all the worries will disappear.
Her blood has been confirmed through traceability, and the virus that infects her will not turn her into a mindless zombie.
"Is it really meaningless? Human life is short."
Suddenly another voice sounded in my mind, a cold, calm voice that belonged to another person.
Mu Tang trembled all over, suddenly woke up, and suddenly retracted his hand! !
The wound had healed quickly, and the blood droplets from his fingertips were smeared on his clothes.
Mu Tang hesitated for a while, then asked tentatively:
"Are you awake? Are you talking to me?"
There was a long silence, and just when Mu Tang thought there was no response, a sigh sounded in his mind, and a cold voice said calmly:
"My cognition and memory seem to be affecting you, making it impossible for you to make choices based on your heart as easily as before."
Mu Tang lowered his eyes and asked softly:
"So you're saying, shouldn't I do this? Is this wrong?"
"There is no right or wrong, but I am worried that you will make a decision that is contrary to your original wishes because of my influence. That is not from your original intention, but from my cognition and The memory is misleading you, allowing you to be slowly assimilated, and finally become me."
Mu Tang listened with half-understanding and said calmly:
"What you said is too complicated and I can't understand it."
"If you are assimilated into my cognition and memory and become me, then you will slowly dissipate and then merge with me."
Mu Tang understood something:
"I will disappear, right? And then the control of my body will be transferred back to you?"
The cold voice in his head suddenly laughed and said leisurely:
"Maybe, it's also possible that we will cease to exist, and a new consciousness will occupy this body again. However, aren't you afraid? If you are assimilated by me, you will never be able to be with Lu Yan again. Don't do it then. Say forever, you won’t even be able to accompany him in his short life span of a few decades.”
Mu Tang pursed her lips and her eyes dimmed:
"The body is yours. It has been yours from the beginning. I just came here by chance. Lu Yan... Lu Yan should have been mentally prepared for it. I am not afraid of you. You are my family. If you want Come back, I am willing..."
If she takes the initiative to give up control of her body, then the two consciousnesses will not merge to create a new consciousness. The original Mu Tang can directly control this body.
No, it should be said, taking back control of the body.
"But didn't you just want to turn Lu Yan into a zombie like you just so that he could spend more time with you? Why do you choose to die so easily now?!"
I don't know if it was Mu Tang's imagination, but this voice seemed to be a little colder than the slow one just now.
It's like he suddenly became angry.
Mu Tang tilted his head, confusion flashed in his eyes, wondering what the other party was angry about?
Does she want to give up body dominance when she's angry?
why are you mad?
After hesitating for a while, Mu Tang asked tentatively:
"You do not want it?"
This sentence did not get an answer. Mu Tang waited for a long time and finally realized that the other party would not answer her again.
When he saw Lu Yan's sleeping face again, Mu Tang suddenly felt guilty, hurriedly tucked the quilt for him, and left the tent as if he was running away.
