Chapter 82 Doomsday Paradise (20) The one who hurt him is himself
Yan Jinyue’s second choice was the pirate ship because it was closest to the carousel.
Still the same, Qi Yunxiao accompanied her up, while Fu Suizhou observed the situation below.
As soon as they got on board, they discovered that a different space seemed to have formed on the ship. Gray mist floated in the air, swallowing up their vision. They couldn't see below, and even fell half a step, and couldn't even see each other.
"Jinyue, where are you?" Qi Yunxiao couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Judging from the sound, I should be right next to you." Yan Jinyue looked around, and there was no figure in his field of vision. "But, I can't see you."
Qi Yunxiao calmly judged: "The space on the ship has been cut. Our voices are very close. They should be in the same place, but in different dimensions."
"Then please pay attention to your safety." Yan Jinyue held Wuyue's knife handle tightly and warned.
"You too." He replied, "Be careful of ghosts sneak attacks."
But this time the sound was not clear at a close distance, but seemed to be muffled through a mask.
Yan Jinyue called out "Brother Qi" tentatively, but no one responded. The communication system between different dimensions had been cut off, so she had no choice but to calm down and move forward cautiously with her knife sideways.
Suddenly, his feet shook.
She lost her balance for a moment and sat down on a seat.
She held her back and was about to stand up when the pirate ship began to rock violently. The sounds of waves, tides and seagulls rang in her ears. It was a mixture of excitement and dizziness. It really felt like traveling in a sea storm.
Finally, the shaking subsided, and she broke free from her fainting state. She opened her eyes and found someone sitting in the empty seat on her left.
She was startled at first, but calmed down after seeing who it was.
It's her boyfriend Baizhu.
But at this moment, he is no longer the seven or eight-year-old kid next to the merry-go-round, but has obviously grown into a handsome young man, about the age of a junior high school student of thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, with a slim and slender figure, and eyebrows Beautiful and green.
As before, he was just the remaining image of memory fragments. The young man Bai Shu could not see her, and she could not touch him, her hands could only pass through his body.
He looked straight ahead blankly, his expression seemed calm, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyebrows.
Yan Jinyue looked around, trying to find other figures to see if someone was bullying him again, but after waiting for a long time, he was alone.
"Baizhu, why are you sad?"
Although she knew he couldn't see her or hear her voice, Yan Jinyue still asked.
Her fingertips touched his face through the shadow, and she held her face quietly to admire him.
The young man's side face is delicate and beautiful, with flawless porcelain white skin, green and delicate lines, half covered by mist, and shadows floating on his face.
What a good-looking boy.
Yan Jinyue couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, but when her eyes moved down to her neck, her pupils suddenly shrank.
At some point, several shocking nail scratches and strangulation marks appeared on his neck.
Gradually, large and small scars appeared on the otherwise intact skin, turning blue and purple. There was no good skin on the cheeks, corners of the mouth, arms, any exposed skin.
At this time, the young man lowered his head and murmured to himself: "Don't I really deserve to be in this world... Yes, a nemesis like me is a drag on everyone..."
The tears fell, running down the young man's fingertips, making little splashes on the ground.
Yan Jinyue bit her lip, her eyes sore. She hugged the boy weakly, even if this behavior was in vain, she would still do it.
"So warm..." he said suddenly.
Yan Jinyue was stunned for a moment, raised her head, and met his eyes.
"Can...can you see me?" She pointed at herself and carefully confirmed.
"Yes." The young man curved the corners of his injured lips, "Sister, you are so beautiful."
There was a hit somewhere in the heart.
Yan Jinyue calmed down and realized that she could actually touch the boy, so she hugged him tightly.
It was clear that the person in her arms was a young man with injuries all over his body, but she was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe: "Who bullied you? There are so many injuries on your body, does it hurt?"
"Sister, do you want to avenge me?" The young man's voice contained a smile.
"You tell me." Yan Jinyue let go of him and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I'll beat them up for you."
The young man smiled softly, and his smile was extremely beautiful, like a bud that had just emerged from the world in early spring, with black eyes like ebony, moist and clear, with a little bit of light.
Yan Jinyue's heart softened and she felt more distressed.
"If sister wants to avenge me, she only needs to promise me one thing."
"What's the matter?" She opened her eyes misty with tears. He bent down to her ear and whispered: "Don't stop me."
"What?" She was startled.
At this time, the young man pushed her away hard and fell backwards. A feeling of weightlessness came over her, and she seemed to be falling off a cliff. But not long after, she felt like she was falling into a hug again, and the familiar sweet scent of candy made her feel very at ease.
Her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them. In the blur, she heard a cruel cry: "Seeking death!"
Another very similar voice, but very young: "I am you too, why can't I have her!"
"You are just a memory." The man sneered, "You want her to stay with you forever, do you want her to die?"
"I..."
"You should no longer exist."
"Are you disgusted with me?" The young man chuckled strangely, "But I am you."
"You are loved by someone now, but I am still dead forever in your memory. Don't you think it's unfair?"
"So what." The man's laughter became even colder, "I have her now, that's enough."
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He moved his fingers, and the boy's figure turned into a white light and penetrated into his mind.
Yan Jinyue heard the boy's last laugh: "It's really rare that I, the memory you hate the most, will also be taken back."
She opened her eyes, looked at the man's cold and handsome face, and kissed his angry brows.
"Baizhu." She hugged his neck and rubbed her face against his, "Can you tell me what happened when you were a child?"
The man rubbed her soft hair, "To be honest, I don't know either. I have scattered my past memories in this paradise, and I can only remember the details."
"I know you want to save him." He kissed her forehead, "Only I, who have complete memory, know everything."
"Then why didn't you tell me before?"
"Because I don't want to save him."
His expression suddenly darkened, he held her chin and covered her with his thin lips.
Because of some unknown emotions, the tip of his tongue pried open the barriers with some force, going deep into the layers, attacking the city wantonly, and directly kissing the person before giving up.
"By the way, I threw that little ant named Qi down." He wrote lightly, "Originally I wanted to kill him, and it will be over once and for all."
She grabbed his collar and asked, "What now?"
The man kissed her lips unceremoniously and said helplessly: "I knew you would make trouble with me, so I didn't kill you."
"Aww, brother, you're so kind~" she said coquettishly.
The tips of the clown's ears moved, catching a word, and coughed slightly: "What did you just...call me?"
"It's nothing." Yan Jinyue opened her eyes wide and pretended to be dumbfounded.
"You call me brother." He pinched her face and said, "Call me again."
Yan Jinyue chuckled, "You called me sister just now, why don't you call me sister again?"
It's so satisfying to be called "sister" by Qing Juan, a good-looking young man!
The little girl was full of energy, and her light-colored pupils were as cunning as a little fox.
Ghostly and clever.
The clown was helpless. Just as he was about to say something, a fishy sweetness filled his throat.
Yan Jinyue saw a stream of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"
The man brushed his hands and said, "It's okay, just a small problem."
He wiped away the blood with his fingertips, slightly hooking up the corners of his lips, making his pale and stern face even more beautiful.
He patted her head and said, "Go on, I have something to do. Let me take care of it first."
He turned to leave, but was pulled by the corner of his clothes: "Are you really okay?"
The girl's eyes were suspicious.
The man smiled, "It's okay. Who can hurt me except myself?"
After that, his figure disappeared into the mist.
Yan Jinyue was stunned for a moment, and was suddenly enlightened——
Doesn't this mean that he is the one who hurts him.
So, is it the fragment of memory just now, or the Bai Shu under the water?
(End of chapter)