Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 2420 The world above the world

Sometimes when I think about it carefully, it seems that the first years of a person's life set the tone and shape the outline.

Don't you often feel it?
Even if one has grown up enough to cope with the troubles and burdens that follow in life, but when adults' methods are stretched, when they are on the verge of collapse and unable to control themselves, people will involuntarily reveal the childhood feelings. Unconsciously, he used his childhood habits—even curled up his legs and hugged his knees, as if he could return to that warm and safe home that he could never return to.

It's as if the first years of life hide something essential.When people are cornered, they will unknowingly look for answers and comfort in the first years.

The day when the doomsday came was also when Lin Sanjiu was born.

The life before that was the distant previous life, which she could hardly remember.

Her life began after the end came.

That day, Lin Sanjiu opened her eyes in the warm blood, confused, crying, surrounded by strangers; similarly, she could never go back to the world before the end.

Now Lin Sanjiu knows that when she is forced into a corner of despair, she will also involuntarily slide towards her childhood self, spread her five fingers, and desperately grope and grab from her childhood——

"...Little wine."

Fu Xiluo called her softly, breathing softly, almost trembling like an illusion.

His soft hair lingers on the grass, as if the blades of grass are stretching out their hands to embrace him; under the dark dome, the earth and the night merge into one, gently enveloping and supporting the two of them.

Lin Sanjiu seemed to be still immersed in a dream, and still didn't know exactly what he was doing—or what he was doing.

"Why do you have this expression?"

Fuxiluo raised a hand, and gently landed on her side face, wiping off a bit of grass. "It's over... aren't you happy?"

Lin Sanjiu's left hand was cold and slippery from his own sweat.It still rests on Fuxiluo's neck, still retaining the appearance of grabbing his throat, but it has long been soft, resting on his throat weakly.

In the darkness, Fuxiluo smiled slightly; if the night can pass, there will probably be a spring day full of peach blossoms.

"you you……"

"I said it before,"

His tone contained infinite tenderness and patience, as if he was comforting Lin Sanjiu. "Tonight's outcome, if it is my death, I can accept it."

Lin Sanjiu was still straddling him; since the great flood disappeared, she seemed to have maintained this position for nearly half a minute.

"You...what else are you waiting for me?" Lin Sanjiu looked down at him and asked hoarsely.

"I like it when you're hunched over and looking down at me."

Fu Xiluo's breath was so light that it was almost inaudible. "It's as if... it's as if you are an arch in the kingdom of heaven, and you are about to take me in."

The wet and warm blood soaked her hands, seeped between her fingers, and slowly flowed down along the skin and joints.

"Your abilities are all back, right? They are all abilities that I--I can't even think of," Lin Sanjiu still lowered his head, his voice was intermittent and shapeless from his throat that was almost crushed. "You want to arouse my hope, then smash my hope... I can reach the state you want, don't you? What else... are you waiting for me?"

Fu Xiluo laughed suddenly, before the sound could be fully uttered, it was interrupted by wetness.

"No...not anymore." He whispered, "No matter how powerful I am, I am not... not a god. Even if it is me, if my heart is pierced, I will still die."

Lin Sanjiu didn't know why, but his whole body trembled.

But even though her teeth were chattering, even though she didn't know what to believe and what kind of psychological preparations she should make, she still clenched the handle of the knife so tightly that her joints ached and she didn't dare to loosen it.

This is her only hope.

Is it enough to just pierce the knife into the heart?It doesn’t seem like it’s enough to kill Fusiro, right?He is so powerful.

What if... he could put his broken heart back together or something?Or live without a heart?Or like my own black mist kidney, there is an organ replacement...

Yes, isn't he talking all the time?Normally, it's impossible, right?

You have to hold the handle of the knife tightly, and before he uses his true method, twist the blade into his heart a few more times...

But so much blood.

If you accidentally slip your hand and the knife falls out of your hand...

"Little wine."

Fushiro called out again.He lowered his eyelids, and his eyes dimmed, as if he remembered a happy thing.

"Your reaction is so fast. The moment the flood just receded from you...you called out a knife from your hand on my chest..."

She could think of nothing then, and could think of nothing, except to know that all hope was in vain.

Even when the knife was called out, she didn't realize it.

It was as if there was a young Lin Sanjiu who took over her limbs and body when she was desperate.

Lin Sanjiu sat on Fu Xiluo in a daze, and he couldn't even explain why, and said in a low voice: "In my home world, on the day when the end came, I used this method to kill the It's my boyfriend's evolution."

"Eh?" Fu Xiluo slightly opened his eyes wide. "He pretended to be... your boyfriend? You really deserved to be killed. Well done."

"En." Lin Sanjiu still didn't dare to let go of the knife in his right hand, his whole body seemed to be left with only his right hand with painful joints. "...You didn't lie to me? You're still talking. If you're going to die if your heart is pierced... how can you still talk?"

"I'm going to die, don't you even allow me to say a few words?" After Fu Xiluo finished speaking, he couldn't help laughing again. "I... I'm on the same level as Nuwa... Even if I never focus on strengthening my body, I can still say a few words, right?"

If you feel it carefully, his heart still seems to be beating tenaciously; every time it beats, it vibrates the blade, as light as a feather brushing, like a hallucination.

But in those black lake-like eyes, it seemed that the mist was slowly melting away, and there were waves of broken starlight that Lin Sanjiu had never seen before.

The brushed feathers seemed to become lighter every moment.

Lin Sanjiu looked at Fu Xiluo without blinking, and said in a low voice, "Then... for the time before you really die, let me accompany you."

Fu Xiro said "hmm" almost with satisfaction.

The night is like a long skirt across the world, taking away all the wind, insects and birds, everyone.

I don't know if it's her state, or she faintly thought about the future waiting for her, Lin Sanjiu felt that she had sunk into the bottom of the sea; the dark water waves that the sky couldn't see through, pushed her and Fu Xiluo wave after wave. .

"...Small wine?"

"Ok?"

"I... am I an important person to you?"

Lin Sanjiu paused.

"Ah you are."

She wasn't lying; in a way, he was.

Fu Xiluo also seemed to feel that she was speaking the truth, and slowly smiled again, like a wind that was weak and dissipated in a short distance.

"Xiaojiu," he said softly, "it's still my birthday night..."

"...Ah, happy birthday."

Fu Xiluo suddenly laughed out loud, his body trembled slightly, and then he returned to dead silence.

"Thank you...that's great." He blinked his eyelashes twice, and reopened his sliding eyelids, as if he was unwilling to close his eyes completely. "But... think about it, it's still my birthday night... and I'm already happy and desperate at the same time."

Lin Sanjiu looked at him blankly.

"The fourth condition that I didn't tell you is my pain. Now the conditions... are all met.

Little, little wine... After I die, you look up.I hope my death... will allow you to see the world upon the world.I can't see, when the time comes... just take me there. "

Lin Sanjiu was speechless for a while, but just nodded.She sat on Fu Xiluo's body and waited for a long time.

The dark night stretches out endlessly, and it is impossible to tell where reality ends.

Even though his life is gone, Fu Xiluo's obsession still exists.

His eyes were still open, looking motionless at the night sky.He didn't look different; as if his eyes would light up at any moment, and he said to her: "Xiaojiu, open...the world above the world, finally opened. Look, I didn't lie to you."

After a while, Lin Sanjiu let go of the hand that was holding the knife handle tremblingly.

She gently closed Fusiro's eyes with her hands stained with his blood.

She raised her head and looked at the night sky.

　Yao'er (Fu Xiluo) finally died, and she wiped her tears.

　　Just a question: Do you want me to post a public chapter to remind you before the Doomsday finale?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)